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

Chapter 95 Chan Ho-nam Shows Filial Piety, Little B Takes the Blame

the next day.

As soon as Chen Fan arrived at the Sands Nightclub, he saw Ah Hua and a few others gathered together, chatting about something, with several of them wearing mocking smiles.

"Brother Fan."

Upon seeing Chen Fan, the group quickly greeted him.

Chen Fan asked in confusion, "What were you guys talking about just now?"

"It's nothing much. Just like you said, Brother Fan, those guys really do split the money and squander it. The guy Brother Sha sent to deliver the clothes just now said that Chen Haonan and his gang were extremely extravagant, they bought five Toyota MR2s in different colors."

Ahua's face was full of mocking smiles.

At this moment, Chan Ho-nam and his gang were seen as low-level thugs, completely incomparable to them.

To put it bluntly, even a fly wouldn't dare buy a nice car to show off.

"Toyota MR2? So-so. They would have gotten 200,000 if they split that money. It's not surprising that Chan Ho-nam managed to resist buying a Ferrari 308 GTB. The rest of them are hard to describe."

Chen Fan didn't know if Chen Haonan had any special preference for the MR2 brand.

This "people's Ferrari" is considered a low-end model at Da Sha's place. The wealthy look down on it, and those who are out in the business find it impractical. Usually, the only time it sells is when someone makes a small fortune. Most of the time, this car is not selling well at Da Sha's place.

Ahua said thoughtfully, "I heard he was thinking of buying something else, but in the end he ordered ten Toyota Hiaces, saying he wanted to give them to his boss as a congratulatory gift."

"puff!"

Chen Fan burst out laughing.

This is really going to nail the words "good citizen" to Deng Zhiyong.

If Little B accepts these ten Toyota Hiaces, he'll be in deep trouble; even if it's not shit, it'll still look like shit.

He looked at the group with a serious expression and said in a deep voice, "You guys shouldn't follow their example in the future. I have money in my pocket and don't need the pittances in your hands."

"Brother Fan, we're not low-level gangsters. We know what we can and can't give away," the Dongguan guy replied, suppressing a laugh.

They could never learn the tricks that Chen Haonan and his gang used to cheat people.

I reckon only a desperate pauper would accept a bunch of Toyota Hiaces.

To be fair, this car delivery was indeed very convenient. This way, at least two hundred people in Causeway Bay won't have to walk there when the movie starts, as they'll have a car to drive to.

Fly patted his chest and said, "Brother Fan, don't worry. I, Fly, may be brainless, but being brainless doesn't mean I'm stupid, and I won't do anything stupid."

"Hey, Brother Fan, you know me. I don't have the habit of giving gifts," Fei Ji chimed in.

"Just treat this as a joke, don't talk about it in front of others. In a few years, when you want to drive sports cars, I'll have Big Fool give each of you a Porsche."

Chen Fan knew that one should never flaunt wealth before achieving a certain status.

Sports cars may look impressive, but they're too flashy and not very practical.

The new tiger-head Mercedes that Smiling Tiger gave him was much more understated.

"Brother Fan, what Porsche?"

At this moment, Cao Dahua walked in from outside, his face also beaming with pride.

Ahua winked at Fly and the others, then said, "Uncle Da, Brother Fan wants you to give him the latest Porsche."

Seeing the others exchanging glances, Chen Fan didn't stop them and just quietly watched the scene unfold.

Cao Dahua's smile vanished instantly, and he asked in confusion, "Why me, and not you bunch of losers?"

"Because you have more seniority than us. Uncle Da, you're a senior, so you should take the lead," Dongguan boy explained earnestly.

Fly joined in the teasing: "Uncle Da, we're giving you this opportunity out of respect. You won't let us down, right?"

"If your wallet isn't loud enough, Uncle Da, just say the word, and we'll definitely lend you one," the plane said seriously.

Seeing the serious expressions on their faces, Cao Dahua's face gradually showed a look of pain.

The new Porsche will cost at least several hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars.

He receives a double salary but no "special" bonuses, and it would take him two or three years to save up enough. It would be strange if he didn't feel the pinch.

Undercover agents can't use dirty money?

Why would you use your money to store it in a pressure cooker?

Watson: ————

Don't be an idiot. The gang leader knows exactly how much money he's paying you. He doesn't have any vices like drinking, gambling, or whoring. He's clearly rich but lives frugally. Isn't that obviously suspicious?

Cao Dahua looked at Chen Fan and said weakly, "Brother Fan, they were probably just joking, right?"

"you guess."

Chen Fan maintained a faint smile throughout.

Cao Dahua fell into deep thought.

It's hard to guess what the boss is thinking; if you guess wrong, things could get messy.

Chen Fan coughed twice. "Get ready, we have work to do tonight."

"Brother Fan, do I have any work tonight?"

The fly stared longingly at Chen Fan.

He couldn't participate in last night's operation against Ah Shan; just thinking about how a few of them could take on twenty or thirty people made him feel incredibly powerful.

Unfortunately, he wasn't the one who stole the spotlight.

"You stay here and guard the base. Tonight, we'll finish those three off quickly."

Without needing to find a reason to start a war with other gangs, Chen Fan didn't want to mess with Fly, the "Han envoy." This guy was too weak in combat and would easily ruin things.

Upon hearing that he had to guard the house again, Fly's face fell.

""

Ahua comforted him, saying, "Fly, guarding the house is a heavy responsibility. Brother Fan entrusted you with this task because he thinks highly of you. If you don't believe me, ask Uncle Da."

"Is it true, Uncle Da?"

Fly is an honest person too.

"Want to know the answer?" Cao Dahua gave a smile as amiable as possible and asked, "First, tell me clearly, were you little brats playing a trick on your uncle just now?"

The fly unconsciously looked up and glanced at Ahua.

Realizing the situation was dire, the latter used the excuse of preparing the car he would need that night to slip away.

The plane and the Dongguan boy reacted quickly, each finding an excuse to leave.

Seeing this behavior of admitting guilt without being asked, Cao Dahua immediately realized that he had been made a fool of and promptly gave Wu Ying a chokehold and torture.

Chen Fan shook his head and left with a smile on his lips.

Half an hour later, Cao Dahua, having finished settling the accounts, arrived at Chen Fan's office with a broad, cheerful smile.

"Qiu Di, could you go out for a bit? Fan Ge and I have something to do upstairs."

As soon as Cao Dahua came in, he gave an order to Qiu Di, who was massaging Chen Fan's shoulders.

Qiu Di responded, poured tea for the two of them, and then went out to close the door.

As soon as the door closed, Chen Fan asked, "Is everything settled down last night?"

"Yes, the boss personally led a team to take Ah Shan in. Just now, that guy agreed to become a witness and wanted to get revenge on Tony and his two brothers. The boss gave us one night to do our own thing."

"It won't take just one night. Contact him later and tell him not to go to bed so early tonight. We'll give him another big gift."

Cao Dahua raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to silence them this time?"

"Kill witnesses? Holy crap, Uncle Da, do you think I'm a born killer? Killing witnesses all the time, it'll be hard to explain to the boss."

"No, the three Tony brothers are inhuman. I think it's better to kill them."

"They're only kept alive because they're inhuman. Stanley Prison is full of talented people. Uncle Tat, do you think being sentenced to life imprisonment and becoming a punching bag for the other inmates is more torturous, or is being killed outright more agonizing?"

"Brother Fan, that's brilliant!"

Cao Dahua couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The three Tony brothers are really in for a bad time.

Chen Fan thought for a moment, then asked, "Besides telling you about Ah Shan, did the boss mention anything else?"

"Yes, the boss also said something cryptic to me, something about the bait already being cast, and he told me to tell Brother Fan to keep a good rhythm and catch a big fish as soon as possible."

"I see."

Huang Bingyao's so-called bait is probably referring to that good-for-nothing Huang Zhicheng.

The efficiency was acceptable; it didn't drag on for ten days or half a month. It seems that Huang Bingyao has seen through Huang Zhicheng's banana-like face.

Cao Dahua looked bewildered.

Was he excluded from some operation?

Night falls.

Chen Fan led Ahua and the others in a car with fake license plates to the building where Tony and his gang lived. After putting on masks to conceal their identities, the group headed straight for the three Tony brothers' hideout.

At this moment, their nest was empty and the door was locked.

Chen Fan could easily break the lock on the small house door with just a wire.

"Two safes?"

Upon entering, everyone was immediately drawn to two waist-high safes placed side by side.

"Don't just stand there, first check if there are any houses available, then bring them all out and put them in prominent positions."

After giving his instructions, Chen Fan took out his lock-picking tools and unlocked the lock.

With his masterful lock-picking skills, these two basic safes were a piece of cake for him in just a few minutes.

The safe was fully opened, revealing stacks of neatly arranged large golden bulls.

Cao Dahua, who had just found a package of goods, exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, so much money?"

Ahua and the others turned to look at the safe, their eyes all calm.

They saw even more money last night.

All that's in front of me is Hong Kong dollars; there's not a single green US dollar. It's not impressive at all.

"Don't fill the container with all the money; leave a few hundred thousand to scatter."

"Ahua, tell those three bastards Tony to come back. Tell them that Ah Shan has become a witness and is going to expose their scheme."

At Chen Fan's command, the group each performed their duties and quickly filled the safe with most of the money.

About forty minutes later, the three Tony brothers returned to their hideout.

"Who! Who did this?!"

Seeing the money in the safe taken and the scene in a mess, Ah Zha roared from inside the house.

"Brother, the goods aren't lost."

Ah Hu pointed to the bags of white powder scattered on the table.

Just as he was about to reach out and touch it, Tony raised his hand to signal him not to move.

Tony looked around, and he felt like something was off.

These are all top-quality goods. If the other party can rob their safe, they can't possibly see these goods and not take them. They want them.

He pulled out a stick from the side and carefully picked away the scattered white powder on the table, his movements comparable to those of a mine-clearing soldier.

Seeing Tony's actions from the shadows, Chen Fan couldn't help but feel a slight sense of admiration for the guy.

He's a cautious guy!

It's a pity they're so inhumane; they even sent him to Stanley to pick up soap.

With that thought in mind, he gestured to the others to cut off their escape route, and then swaggered out.

He walked up to a spot two or three meters behind Tony and the other two, cleared his throat twice, and said, "Tony, playing Minesweeper?"

"Who is it?"

Tony and his two companions, who were intently checking under the white powder for any hidden bombs, were given a huge fright.

The three turned around and saw a person wearing a black hood and gloves staring at them.

Chen Fan casually replied, "I'm with Brother B, so what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Brother B?" Tony asked uncertainly, "Little B? You're Chan Ho-nam from Hung Hing?"

Chen Fan neither admitted nor denied it, and strode towards the three of them.

"You're playing tricks! I'll expose you!"

Ah Hu also had a fiery temper, and he clenched his fists and charged forward.

Unfortunately, he encountered Chen Fan, who held nothing back, and the sound of bones cracking came from his arm after just one punch.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Fan swiftly broke Ah Hu's limbs.

Before Tony and Aja could react, Tiger's limbs were already bent out of shape.

Chen Fan was careful with his actions. The severed limbs could be reattached, but they would leave lifelong sequelae. Walking with a limp and having trembling hands when serving food would be common occurrences. In a fight, he would only be able to take the beating.

"Ah Hu!"

Tony and Ajax, realizing what was happening, glared at each other angrily.

Tony rushed towards Chen Fan, intending to avenge Ah Hu.

Ah Zha searched everywhere for weapons, finally grabbing a folding stool and rushing forward.

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