Hong Kong variety show: From a lowly 49-year-old to the world's richest man

Chapter 84 Tornado

While Smiling Tiger hesitated about whether to learn boxing to train, White-haired Old Man, also a member of the East Star Clan, was like an ant on a hot pan.

Tomorrow night is the day of the arena match he and Chen Fan agreed upon.

This news has spread far and wide. With such a thing happening right before the start of the competition, he has absolutely no confidence in the fight now.

For the past month, Tung Sing has been under constant police investigation. The old man himself has been imprisoned four times, wasting a lot of time and causing repeated delays in finding a boxer to take to the ring.

Originally, the old man's idea was to have He Yong fight Chen Fan, even if he couldn't win, he could at least draw the fight. Cola only needed to win against the other boxer to ensure that Dongxing wouldn't lose. However, in the afternoon, he heard that the number had helped A Wu go to Chen Fan's territory, and the two even had a pleasant conversation.

It's obvious to everyone that A-Wu is one of the boxers Chen Fan found.

How could someone who can hire mercenaries for so many gangs be weak?

Even cola doesn't guarantee a win.

Now that Chen Fan has demonstrated the strength to completely overwhelm Wang Jiu, Dongxing's chances of winning this boxing match are less than 10%.

Even Crow and Situ Haonan couldn't beat Wang Jiu, let alone the others.

"Uncle Ben, what are the arrangements for tomorrow night's boxing match?"

Cola's voice was dry and hoarse.

The old man pondered, "Let's see if there are any other experts. Chen Fan will definitely be in the three-round boxing match. As long as we can guarantee a perfect record in the other two matches or a draw and a win, we can save Dongxing's reputation."

Ah Bao hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Ben, I have an idea."

"What idea?"

The old man with white hair looked suspicious.

He admitted that Ah Bao was a little clever, but completely unsophisticated.

He'd be grateful if anyone gave him bad advice at this point.

"Uncle Ben, this boxing match was entirely arranged by Boss Wang. He can't possibly make Dongxing do all the work, can he? His brother-in-law is also a boxer. Let that person fight Hua Daofan, and then we'll find two people who aren't from Dongxing to fight. That way, even if we lose, as long as we insist that the boxers were assigned by Boss Wang, we won't damage Dongxing's reputation."

Ah Bao's clever trick was actually quite skillful; he knew how to save face for the gang, but it offended some people.

That Boss Wang was, after all, one of the old man's biggest financial backers.

The old man with white hair knew that Ah Bao wasn't up to any good.

This underhanded tactic only saves the gang's reputation, but it makes him, the boss, lose face.

Damn it, how come he never noticed before that this guy also had a rebellious streak?

Putting aside the fact that doing so would offend his major supporters, he wouldn't be able to get past the camel hurdle alone.

Camel and Jiang Tiansheng had a private bet of 30 million. If Camel deliberately lost, wouldn't that be killing him?

"Ah Bao, your idea is good, but don't bring up this kind of idea again. I can afford to lose ten million, but we can't lose the fighting spirit of our Dongxing."

"Forehead----"

Ah Bao looked embarrassed.

Cola said thoughtfully, "Uncle Ben, let me deal with that A Wu, He Yong with that Li Long, and Hua Dao Fan can indeed go and fight that Boss Wang's brother-in-law. Anyway, whoever faces Hua Dao Fan will lose. Letting that guy go will save us some face, since none of our Dongxing's Five Tigers have stepped up."

"No, that Wu is greedy for money and doesn't value his life. Even if you fight him, you'll be badly injured. I only have you and Bao under my command that I can trust. You deal with Li Long, and leave Wu to He Yong."

The old man with white hair didn't want to make a deal that would result in losing both his wife and his army.

Who doesn't know that the number is used by Ah Wu to ask for money rather than risk his life?

He Yong wasn't one of his men. Even if he died on the stage, the old man wouldn't give him a second glance. At most, he'd give Situ Haonan some money afterward.

Kowloon Walled City.

"Boss, the yakuza gang has made a huge fool of themselves on Cambridge Road."

Lan Xin excitedly found Tornado, who was helping someone with flying hair.

Tornado glanced at him. "What embarrassment they caused that makes you so happy?"

"That Hua Daofan, do you remember him, boss?"

"That most outspoken young man in Hung Hing?" Tornado frowned. "Does he have the ability to make the big boss suffer?"

"That's not all. He completely crushed that mad dog under the big boss. I feel like he'll be able to challenge you, boss, in another two years."

Hearing this, Tornado became interested and pressed, "Explain in more detail, how exactly do you mean 'completely crush'?"

"I heard that Hua Daofan is skilled in Tai Chi and Iron Shirt, and can catch and return Wang Jiu's heavy punches. Most importantly, he seems to be able to break through Wang Jiu's defenses without even finding his weak points, and can make Wang Jiu feel pain with a single finger strike."

"One-Finger Divine Skill or Vajra Finger?"

Xin shook his head: "I don't know."

Tornado rolled her eyes. "Tsk, at least ask more questions."

"How am I supposed to find out? I can't exactly go to his territory and ask him what kind of supernatural skill he practices, can I? I'm afraid I might go there and not come back alive."

"How old did you say Hua Daofan was last time?"

"Twenty, I guess?" Shinichi said thoughtfully. "Anyway, he's younger than me and Twelve. You wouldn't want to adopt him as your godson, would you?"

"That's ridiculous. Even if I were willing, no one would accept it."

"Then why are you asking this?"

"I'm urging you guys. He's only 20 and already has a piece of land, and he's so skilled. Look at you guys, you're good for nothing. Starting tomorrow, you and Si-zai will call Twelve to the rooftop. I'll teach you three a few moves, so you won't get beaten like dogs when you face this young man and lose face for the neighborhood."

Tornado knew that the world of martial arts had finally reached the point where a new generation was replacing the old, and he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Xin Yi and the others still had a long way to go.

While I'm still alive, I should teach them a few more skills so that even if Xin Yi and the others can't hold onto the stronghold's foundation, they won't end up in a terrible situation.

"No way?"

Xin Yi looked utterly resistant.

Tornado personally urged everyone to perform the movements correctly, or they would be hit with a whirlwind punch—not very powerful, but definitely painful.

"Suffer a little now, and you'll suffer less later. There's still plenty of time, so hurry up and tell them both that tomorrow is six—no, let's do it five o'clock. It's already dawn at five."

"...

Xin Yi suddenly regretted it.

He shouldn't have shared this news with Tornado.

Now look what's happened! He's gotten himself into this mess, and now he has to face the complaints of his two frenemy friends.

Tornado spoke again, asking, "By the way, didn't you say last time that handsome guy had arranged a boxing match with the people from Tung Sing?"

"There is a boxing match, at the Extraordinary Boxing Gym near Ladies' Market in Mong Kok. This match is probably not very interesting, and Tung Sing will definitely lose."

"The boxing match itself isn't interesting, but as long as there are people, that's enough."

Tornado also wanted to see for himself what kind of person could make the big boss suffer losses.

As a longtime friend, he knew the boss's character well; he wouldn't bow down to anyone who wasn't someone the boss feared.

This proactive move resulted in a loss of face, so it must be something quite extraordinary.

"Did you just get into a fight again? Your clothes are so dirty?"

Ao Ming casually shook Chen Fan's suit jacket, and a cloud of dust flew out.

"There was a crazy dog barking indiscriminately, so I taught it a lesson." Chen Fan glanced at the empty living room and asked, "Did the two of them go back to their own homes?"

Ao Ming did not answer, but instead glanced upstairs.

"As long as they haven't left, we'll continue tonight—"

Before Chen Fan could finish speaking, Ao Ming raised his hand and covered Chen Fan's mouth, revealing a meaningful smile: "They didn't lock the door."

Chen Fan's eyes lit up. "Then you have to set an example first."

"what!"

Amidst Ao Ming's exclamation, Chen Fan once again experienced the joy of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Half an hour later, under Ao Ming's strong resistance, he reluctantly arrived at Li Feng's room door.

I gently turned the doorknob and it wasn't locked.

Hearing the door lock open, Li Feng burrowed her head under the covers, closed her eyes tightly, and moved with restraint and tension, but Chen Fan found her adorable.

"Huh? You're such a grown-up, and you still don't know that you shouldn't cover your head with a blanket when you sleep. Ah Feng, let me teach you how to sleep more comfortably."

As he spoke, Chen Fan lifted the blanket and slipped inside.

"Ah! Fan—Brother Fan—aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Li Feng was startled by Chen Fan's naked body.

Chen Fan chuckled, "Don't you know that sleeping in clothes can affect your development?"

"Oh—then—then be gentle—I heard from Mingming that you're a bit rough."

"How could that be? Xiao Ming is always mischievous. Let's not believe or spread rumors. Let's begin!"

More than an hour later, just as Chen Fan was at the crucial moment, the door opened again.

Ruby stared in astonishment at the two men locked in a fierce fight.

She originally thought that Chen Fan wouldn't ride with Li Feng for too long, since it was their first time.

She waited for almost two hours but Chen Fan didn't appear. She had initially planned to find an opportunity to sneak him out, but seeing the situation, she grew anxious.

Chen Fan glanced at her. "Does it look good?"

"Fan-Fan-ge, I've come to the wrong room. Please continue."

Ruby turned to leave.

"What wrong place? This is your room, come here."

"But----"

"No buts."

Two hours later, Chen Fan left Li Feng's room, went around, and stole Ao Ming back.

This night is destined to be long.

The result was naturally a complete victory for Chen Fan, who took on three opponents single-handedly.

Noon the next day.

"Just relax at home for the next couple of days. Don't worry about the boxing match or the nightclub."

"oh."

Li Feng kept her head bowed low, her face flushed with shyness.

Ruby's expression was slightly more natural, but he walked with a limp.

Her so-called "stone woman" theory mainly stems from not having met someone who can move mountains.

She was lucky to run into this situation.

Ao glanced at Chen Fan and chuckled, "Don't get utterly thrashed on the stage."

"You know how formidable I am, don't you?"

After saying that, Chen Fan got dressed and went out.

After a long while, Ao Ming glanced at the two of them and said with some helplessness, "It seems I underestimated him."

She was completely outmatched by three opponents; the script was nothing like what she had imagined.

I thought that with two teammates sharing the pressure, I could finally get a good night's sleep, but I was woken up in the middle of the night and it took me a long time to fall back asleep.

Li Feng and Ruby nodded silently as they recalled the madness of the previous night.

Li Feng said thoughtfully, "Why don't we ask Brother Fan to find two more? Otherwise, I feel like I won't have anything else to do in the future."

That kind of fight is more tiring than her martial arts training, and it has a greater aftereffect.

"Agreed." Ruby nodded instantly.

Ao Ming fell into deep thought.

"Brother Fan, Smiling Tiger delivered your tiger-head steed this morning."

As soon as he returned to Tuodi and before he even entered the door, Cao Dahua came to greet him and pointed to the brand-new Mercedes-Benz W14 parked not far from the entrance.

"Oh?" Chen Fan raised an eyebrow. "Let me check if this car is correct."

After inspecting the car from top to bottom and inside to outside, Chen Fan was quite satisfied.

The car was not only brand new, but also had all the proper paperwork. It was clear that Smiling Tiger had really chickened out; he was actually willing to spend his clean money to buy this car and deliver it to us.

"Brother Fan, would you like me to test drive the car for you?"

Cao Dahua rubbed his hands together and asked.

He's never driven a car in his entire life.

"You?" Chen Fan glanced at him and shook his head, saying, "Let Ahua handle this. He's my personal driver. Wait—"

After he finishes his test drive, Uncle Da, you can touch it again when you have time.

"Alright."

Cao Dahua handed the key to Ahua with a hint of resentment.

Ahua chuckled, "Brother Fan, I'm going to test drive it!"

"Don't wander too far, you still need to take care of tonight's boxing match."

"no problem!"

Ahua responded and got into the car, started the engine, and shifted gears in one smooth motion.

"Wow, this rascal is actually quite good at driving. His skills are only slightly worse than the old man's."