Hong Kong film: As a boss, I use money to make decisions.

Paotaishan, an abandoned quarry.

This quarry is located near the coast, and abandoned shacks can be seen everywhere.

In a tin warehouse where scrap materials were piled up, Hua Di was sitting cross-legged on the ground smoking.

Not far in front of him, the plane was sharpening a machete on a rock.

The sound of the blade scraping against the stone was extremely harsh.

puff--

I don't know how long he sharpened it, but the plane took a sip of water and sprayed it on the dark blade to wash away the grime.

The stark white blade gleamed coldly, quite frightening.

After scraping the blade, Feiji nodded in satisfaction, gripped the handle tightly with his right hand, and slowly pulled a towel from his pocket with his left.

The towel and knife handle were tightly wrapped around the right wrist.

Wah-dee watched from the side, his eyelids twitching. He had also worked as a knife handler, but he rarely encountered this procedure when handling knives.

"The plane is here!"

Just as Wah-dee was about to step forward and talk to the plane, a knife-wielding man ran into the cargo hold and shouted at the plane.

Hua Di immediately tensed up and quickly got up to remind him.

"Watch out, the loudspeaker might be armed!"

Faced with this reminder, the plane merely frowned and said nothing more.

He then stretched his wrist, which was holding the knife, and looked at the knife-wielding man who had come in to report the news.

"How many people came?"

"There's only one bread cart, and I estimate there are fewer than five at most!"

"Take this! Tell the other brothers that everyone who doesn't dare to go, give me 2000 each."

"Once I've earned enough for the travel expenses of 1,000, I'll book the entire airport with the rest!"

Hua Di touched his nose. Although the plane hadn't paid much attention to him from beginning to end, he still had to speak up to remind him now.

"Brother, Brother Xiao instructed us to leave La Ba alive!"

"Shut up! It's not his place to tell me what to do!"

Airplane, who had never spoken to Wah-di before, suddenly became inexplicably annoyed upon hearing this.

Without further ado, he led his men to ambush the pile of scrap materials behind the warehouse entrance.

The loudspeaker followed behind Tai Bao, cautiously surveying the surroundings.

The group arrived at the warehouse entrance, and Taibao was about to go in when he was stopped by a loudspeaker.

"Wait!"

Taibao's legs went weak, assuming that the loudspeaker had noticed something amiss, so he could only pretend to be calm.

"What's wrong, Loudspeaker Bro?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the loudspeaker pulled out a kukri and placed the blade against Tai Bao's neck.

"Bo-zai, go in and take a look first..."

Before he finished speaking, Taibao, taking advantage of the loudspeaker's momentary lapse in attention, suddenly broke free and ran with all his might into the warehouse.

He ran while shouting frantically in a voice that sounded like he was crying.

"Wah-di, the loudspeaker's here! The loudspeaker's here!!"

Tai Bao is a coward, but that doesn't mean he's stupid. He knows that if he lets Ba La hold the knife to his neck and Ba La notices something is wrong, he will not hesitate to slit his own throat.

The loudspeaker paused for a moment, but quickly recovered.

"Damn it, kill him!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud rumbling noise erupted in the warehouse.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen knife-wielders attacked the group of men like mad dogs.

The leader was Airplane. He remembered that Hua Di had warned him that the loudspeaker might have a gun. No matter what, he had to cut down the leader first.

Fish Head Brand is a drug addict, and the drug addict's henchmen are all ruthless.

Especially since they had a numerical advantage, the loudspeaker, assessing the situation, immediately shouted out a single word—

"run!"

But when he turned around, he felt as if the sky had fallen.

A dozen or so knife-wielders surrounded the pile of scrap behind him. Now, he was caught in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat, and he was momentarily stunned.

When I came to my senses, a gust of wind blew from behind me.

Before he could think, Ba La straightened up and dodged, feeling the wind from the blade fall down the back of his head.

Then a chill ran down my back. Although I had avoided a fatal blow, my back was slashed open with a bloody gash.

This action completely unleashed the brute force of the loudspeaker. Based on his years of experience in the underworld, he knew that this time the odds were against him.

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well take a few more down with us!

The wrist that held the knife flicked, and the body turned accordingly. The trumpet instinctively swung its blade backward.

Unfortunately, the plane was as calm as a slaughtering machine.

Just as the trumpet raised its wrist, a machete half the length of an arm landed precisely on its wrist bone.

It was as fast as slicing tofu; with a single stroke, it severed the right hand of the person holding the knife.

Due to inertia, the horn's right arm was still tilted upwards at an angle, with its palm and arm separated in two directions, and a neat wound sprayed out a spurt of hot blood, which landed squarely on the plane's face.

"Hey, leave the guy with the loudspeaker alive!"

Just then, Wah-di ran out of the warehouse carrying a bundle of hemp rope and witnessed this scene.

thump--

The plane raised its foot and struck the speaker squarely in the abdomen, sending him flying backward. He curled up on the ground, convulsing, and had no strength left to stand up.

"Trash!"

After wiping the blood off his face, the plane glanced at the horn with disdain.

At this moment, the other henchmen of the loudspeaker were also cut down and fell to the ground. Tai Bao's legs were so weak that he slumped down at the entrance of the warehouse, and he no longer had the strength to stand up.

"You guys go set sail and clean this place up. I'll wait here for Lin Xiaoru to come back and settle the payment!"

The instructions were given methodically, and the plane looked at Hua Di, who was tying up the loudspeaker with rope, and couldn't help but sneer.

"You idiot, if you don't stop the bleeding, he might really die!"

"oh!"

Hua Di nodded blankly, tied the loudspeaker's left hand to his waist, searched him again to make sure he didn't have a gun, then cut half of the rope, preparing to tie the loudspeaker's wrist to stop the bleeding.

"Damn it, tie your arm up!"

What's the point of you sticking your finger there? It'll just pump blood out of you!

Seeing Wah-di's flustered state, Airplane couldn't help but remind him again.

When it comes to killing people, he's a professional.

……

When Lin Xiaoru arrived at the quarry carrying a briefcase, the site had already been cleared away by the plane.

At this point, only Feiji remained in the warehouse, accompanying Huadi and waiting for Lin Xiaoru to come and settle the final payment.

Taibao was still looking as pathetic as ever, sitting at the warehouse entrance with lifeless eyes, staring blankly at the empty space where the loudspeaker had been cut down.

He only snapped out of his daze when Lin Xiaoru walked up to him and called his name.

The muscle memory of smiling at everyone was ingrained in his bones. When he saw Lin Xiaoru, Taibao greeted her with a smile.

I tried to stand up, but found that my legs were numb and I couldn't move them an inch no matter how hard I tried.

Lin Xiaoru's gaze shifted downwards, landing on the stain on the crotch of the bell-bottom pants, and she couldn't help but shake her head.

"Taibao, you're really putting on an act, even wetting yourself. Isn't that a bit too convincing?"

Taibao gave a wry smile.

"No, Brother Xiao, Ba La is going to cut off my testicles, I'm really scared of him!"

"Damn! He's looking for you today. Do you have a sign of He Lian Sheng?"

"No!"

"The first character of '痴线' (chixian) is for you to rely on, not for you to fool around with."

"Since you're working for me, don't act like you did when you were a parking attendant in Mong Kok, reporting your occupation to get your money."

Lin Xiaoru patted Taibao on the shoulder, gave him some instructions, and then walked into the warehouse.