Days in Hong Kong variety shows

In the blink of an eye, Nine-Dragon had taken control of the situation. As expected of a former powerful figure in the martial arts world, he punched the thugs several times before they could even get close. Fortunately, he didn't use his full strength, and the thugs only grimaced in pain.

Then came the part everyone loved: the thugs announcing their names and making threats, followed by a barrage of greetings with extremely high levels of profanity.

It can now be basically confirmed that the conflict is over. The group with the most survival masters is the low-level thugs. They bully the weak and fear the strong. They generally do not dare to fight when they encounter tough opponents, and at most they will say a few harsh words.

After the event, some who couldn't swallow their anger would inquire about the other party's background. If they couldn't afford to offend them, they would disappear without a trace and would basically never appear in this area again.

If they find out that the other party doesn't have any powerful backing, these thugs might call on their friends to retaliate.

"Let's go!" Seeing that both sides had calmed down and could make way for each other, Cao Tai suggested that we call it a day.

Big Fool led the way, Uncle De followed, and Cao Tai brought up the rear. Because the passage was narrow, the two of them had to turn sideways to pass each other when they came from opposite directions, and the three of them could only walk out in a line.

A thug who was verbally attacking Nine-Dragon's mother's vital parts felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and was about to unleash his verbal attack again when...

I felt a shadow looming over me like a mountain pressing down. All I could see was a chin and a chest like a wall. When I looked up, what a ferocious face it was!

I've heard countless stories of powerful figures in the martial arts world, but this is the first time I've seen someone so convincingly identify a powerful figure based solely on their appearance.

In fact, with his fierce face and 190cm tall stature, Da Sha does look incredibly imposing and has considerable strength. However, perhaps because he has never trained, he was actually defeated by Xiao Karami, one of the "Five Tigers of Tsz Wan Shan," who doesn't rely on martial arts to gain fame, in the movie.

With a casual "Excuse me," he gently pushed the thug into the booth, clearing the way for him.

The two sides who were arguing stopped at the same time and looked at Da Sha. Just by looking at his figure, he exuded a strong sense of intimidation.

As they walked out, they pushed people aside to make way. The thugs dared not speak out in anger, while Nine-Dragon himself stepped aside to make way for them.

"Thank you!" Cao Tai, who was walking last, politely thanked Jiu Wenlong as he passed by.

The three of them walked out leisurely. Fatty Kang, who had already come out from the cashier, gestured to Da Sha that he didn't need to pay. Finally, they said goodbye to each other.

The three men were like a combination of super thugs, gang elders, and the elders' confidants. Small-time thugs didn't even dare to utter a harsh word.

When the handsome man smiled and thanked him at the end, Nine-Dragon also felt that these people were not simple. However, he had never seen many of them before when he was famous in Yau Tsim Mong, so he didn't know if they were from the underworld.

After a brief farewell at the entrance of "Kowloon Cafe," the two walked away back to back. Cao Tai could still clearly hear the exclamations of the girl in a middle school uniform who had been sitting at the cashier, "So fierce, so big!" and "That last guy was so handsome too, he seemed no less handsome than Nine-Dragon..."

Cao Tai was indeed a little excited as he walked twenty or thirty meters along the street. After all, even fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls were praising him for being handsome!

Around 9 p.m., Hong Kong Island's nightlife is just beginning. The streets are still bustling with traffic, and although the sidewalks are not yet packed with people, there are still quite a few citizens out strolling through the night markets for fun.

After a hard day's work, even if you don't have enough money to go to a bar, you can still find a street food stall, order a couple of dishes and some cold beer, and get together with a few friends.

The opening of nightclubs also coincided with the time when petty thugs began to "work" and look for food. Many groups of three or five petty thugs with strange clothes and brightly colored hair brushed past Cao Tai.

Suddenly, a chaotic scene erupted not far ahead, accompanied by screams. Those who reacted quickly dodged to the sides, while those who reacted slowly were either pushed or knocked to the ground by a tall, strangely dressed, long-haired young man.

Behind the young man, a short-haired young man, half a head shorter than him and wearing only a tight vest that revealed his large muscles, took advantage of the moment when his long hair was slightly obscured, and suddenly used his strong legs to nimbly leap over the citizen who had been pushed to the ground.

He took two steps behind the long-haired man, grabbed the belt around the man's waist with both hands, and used his strong forearms to exert force, making his arm muscles bulge instantly. With the help of his waist, he threw the long-haired man over the shoulder and off the sidewalk railing, where he landed in the traffic.

Fortunately, it was rush hour and the speed of cars was generally not exceeding 20 km/h. A private car braked suddenly just before it was about to run over the long-haired young man lying across the road.

The driver stuck his head out of the car window, just as he was about to yell, "Damn you! You jumped out like a startled idiot..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another person reach out and grab the pedestrian railing, use it to jump across the road, take two steps to the long-haired youth who was still lying on the road, grab his collar and lift him up.

At this moment, Cao Tai had already avoided the crowd and walked a few meters away to stop and watch.

The young, muscular man looked remarkably like Ip Man in his younger days, but I had no idea who he was here.

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore!" the muscular youth shouted at the long-haired man.

"Hey, you stinking cop, if you've got the guts, kill me. Otherwise, you'll only lock me up for 48 hours when I get back to the station. The first thing I'll do when I get out is file a complaint against you." The long-haired man said arrogantly, trying to pry open the two thick forearms holding his collar, but he couldn't budge them an inch.

However, the gangsters subconsciously cannot bow down to the police, so they often use provocative language.

The consequences of the provocation were swift. The muscular man quickly loosened the long-haired man's collar with both hands. Just as the long-haired man's tiptoed feet touched the ground, he was struck hard in the abdomen and involuntarily bent over. Then, he saw a fist rapidly growing larger in front of him.

A loud "thump" rang out as a fist collided with muscle.

The long-haired man had been struck in the face by a super-heavy punch. Cao Tai, a few meters away, could see that the long-haired man's face had been horribly deformed, and his entire upper body was lifted into the air like a fish leaping, causing his legs to leave the ground.

After leaping about two feet above the top of the car next to him, the upward force from the muscular man's fist had been exhausted.

With a "thud," his entire body crashed onto the roof of the car, denting it. Then, like a fish that had been thrown onto the shore for several minutes, he had no strength left to struggle, only the twitching of his nerves.

"Wow, that's some serious strength!" Cao Tai thought the muscular man's strength was truly freakish. The long-haired man had taken his full-force punch, and with neither of them having any defenses, he would be crippled if not killed.

However, the muscular man's strength was probably slightly better than Xiao Fu's before he transmigrated. He also seemed to be several times stronger than Xiao Fu, only his agility seemed to be a bit worse. If the two of them fought, it would probably be a 50/50 chance, and who would win would depend on luck.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The main force arrived late as usual. A dozen or so plainclothes officers with badges around their necks finally reached the outer circle of the crowd, while several patrol officers in uniform who had come to provide support due to the chaos also arrived.

One of the plainclothes officers exchanged a few words with the uniformed officer, and then they worked together to disperse the crowd, direct traffic, and set up a cordon.

At this moment, a female plainclothes officer who had been leaning on her knees and panting heavily finally caught her breath, raised her head, and stood up straight.

Cao Tai looked at the youthful face that resembled the mainland version of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" in seven or eight parts, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

Saintess wasn't involved in the Hong Kong entertainment circle in her past life, so how could she have appeared in a Hong Kong film with Master Ip?

"Ma Jun" let out a sharp shout.

The plainclothes woman who walked up to the muscular man had an angry look on her face. She turned her head to look around and saw that although she had been driven away to a distance, there were still a large crowd of onlookers.

He had to lower his voice and say, "I'll settle the score with you when we get back!"

Then he waved to his crew to lift the suspect—the long-haired man—off the roof of the car.

They also needed to appease the private car owner whose roof had been dented by the impact; he had gotten out of his car and was standing on the side, jumping up and down, saying he was going to file a complaint.

Although he had been driven nearly 20 meters away, Cao Tai still clearly heard the policewoman call the muscular man's name.

"Ma Jun," that's interesting; "Fuse" has also intruded.

Cao Tai looked at the warrant card on the policewoman's chest and saw that it read "Li Qing'er" and "Inspector".

Saintess's current identity is actually an inspector. Judging from her appearance, she is at most around 20 years old, looking like a recent college graduate with a sweet and beautiful face. It seems that there were actually a few scenes of her in "Flash Point".

She wasn't a major character in the movie, but she was a real person in this Hong Kong variety show world. Ma Jun, who looked two or three years older than her, was a police sergeant. Ma Jun's warrant card, which was attached to his belt, was partially visible, revealing his rank.

The situation was under police control, so it seemed there was nothing more to see. Cao Tai turned and squeezed through the crowd to leave.

"Hmm," Ma Jun turned his head, squinting at the figure walking out of the crowd with his back to him.

"What's going on?" Li Qing'er was startled by Ma Jun's sudden action and turned to look in the direction he was looking. She saw a large group of onlookers and asked curiously.

"It's nothing," Ma Jun replied, shaking his head as he watched the figure disappear into the crowd.

When danger approaches, a sensitive person will react like a cat with its fur standing on end (feeling fear and unconsciously making defensive movements), and will also react strongly to any gaze focused on them.

Ma Jun had never experienced life-or-death situations, so although his body instinctively reacted to Cao Tai's sharp gaze, his conscious mind didn't react in time. So, only after Cao Tai had already turned and left did he belatedly and subconsciously turn around to take a look.

Because of his significantly increased mental strength, Cao Tai could now vaguely sense the malice and goodwill directed at him from those around him. If someone was following or observing him, he would subconsciously react and detect it. Therefore, as an ordinary citizen out for a walk and looking for food at night, there was no need for him to take any counter-surveillance measures.

On the way back to the hotel, we also stir-fried some rice noodles and bought a few drinks to take back as a late-night snack for the three of us.