Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

"Gentleman wins, did you hear me?"

"The evidence is right in front of you, what else do you have to say?"

Lin Bei's tone grew increasingly sharp, the cigar held between his fingers, a long ash accumulated, which he didn't flick.

Gentleman Sheng stood up, shrugged at Lin Bei, and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

"Mr. Lin, I haven't gotten the full picture of this matter yet. Let me make a call and ask my subordinates, then I'll give you an answer, okay?"

His eyes didn't dart away when he spoke, and his tone was sincere, not like he was just being perfunctory.

Lin Bei stared at him for two seconds and nodded slightly.

He knew that Gentleman Sheng's expression wasn't faked, so there must be someone behind this whole mess.

Fifteen minutes later, Taibaoqiu rushed over in a panic.

As soon as he entered, his forehead was covered in sweat. When he saw Qingtou lying on the ground, his face turned pale instantly.

"Brother Sheng!"

Without looking up, the gentleman took a sip of his wine, his expression grave, and slowly began to speak.

"Do you know the inside story about our people going to Hung Hing's territory to distribute goods?"

Tai Po-kau swallowed hard and quickly recounted in detail how the red-haired henchman from Hung Hing had asked him to cooperate.

He said the man claimed to be one of Sha Qiang's men, and his name was Cao Charlie.

A few days ago, I approached him and said we could cooperate on distributing goods on Nathan Road, with profits split 40/60.

Now it was Lin Bei's turn to be dumbfounded.

Sha Qiang's underling?

"Okay, that's a good move."

Lin Bei stood up and stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray.

"I'll go back and find out who this person who asked you to cooperate is. If what you're saying is true, then things will be fine."

"If I find out you're lying to me..."

He paused, his gaze falling on Tai Baoqiu's face.

Even if you're a big shot, you can't protect yourself.

"Lin Bei said it!"

After Lin Bei finished speaking, he turned and left with Da Tou and the others.

Tai Baoqiu watched Lin Bei's departing figure, and only after he had gone far away did he mutter something to himself.

"Chow, so arrogant, do you really think Yau Ma Tei is Hung Hing's territory?"

Snapped!

Gentleman Sheng slapped Tai Baoqiu on the forehead with a crisp, loud sound.

"What the hell is this pink sausage you're making?"

"Why wasn't such a big deal as collaborating with Hung Hing to distribute goods reported?"

"In your eyes, am I still your boss?"

Tai Baoqiu shrank back, covering his forehead and not daring to utter a sound.

His original plan was to make a quick buck for himself first, and then hand the lead over to the gang later, so he could claim credit for it.

Unexpectedly, the business ran into trouble before it had even been running for two days.

"Sheng...Brother Sheng, listen to me..."

The gentleman glared at him with a look of disappointment and disapproval, his tone unfriendly.

"You'd better pray to Buddha that Lin Bei can get rid of that lackey."

"Otherwise, if he really comes back to find you, I can't protect you."

His words were half true and half false, with an element of scare tactics.

But Tai Baoqiu believed it anyway, and his eyes welled up with tears. He almost burst into tears on the spot, and his whole body trembled.

"Alright, alright, let's go back and clean up the mess."

"Yes, Brother Sheng!"

Tai Baoqiu quickly responded and turned to run outside, his steps fast and hurried, as if something dirty was chasing him.

……

When Lin Bei returned to Nathan Road, a fierce battle had already taken place there.

There were still broken pieces of glass on the street that hadn't been cleaned up yet, and they crunched when you stepped on them.

The air was thick with a lingering smell of blood and smoke, so strong it was almost overwhelming.

Sha Qiang was sitting in the nightclub, having someone bandage the wound on his arm.

The white bandage was wrapped several times, and a small patch of dark red had seeped through the outermost layer.

Gao Jin sat on the other side, staring solemnly at his family heirloom sword.

The blade was still stained with blood that hadn't been wiped clean, and it gleamed dimly under the light.

The two men saw Lin Bei walk in and quickly stood up.

"Brother Bei!"

"Okay, sit down first."

Lin Bei gestured for them to stay still.

His gaze lingered for a moment on Sha Qiang's bandaged arm.

"Qiang, how did the battle go tonight?"

"Thanks to you, Ah Jin is helping out on Nathan Road, so Lok Tin-hung and his gang from Chung Hsin Yi can't break in."

Sha Qiang licked his chapped lips, his voice a little hoarse.

"Those bastards charged in three times, but we pushed them back each time."

"We have more than a dozen brothers here with minor injuries and one seriously injured. We've already had Ah Cheng send the wounded to the hospital."

Lin Bei's expression turned rather unpleasant after hearing this.

He was not satisfied with the outcome of the battle.

But he knew that he had no one to blame but himself.

Gao Jin's physical functions are still in the recovery period, and it was already quite an achievement that he was able to force Luo Tianhong to retreat tonight.

"Ah Jin, are you alright?"

Lin Bei turned to look at Gao Jin.

"It's alright, Brother Bei."

Gao Jin raised his eyes, his eyes still brimming with murderous intent.

"After fighting me to a draw, Luo Tianhong withdrew."

"His eight-sided Han sword is fast and powerful enough."

"But once I've fully recovered, I think he won't be a match for me."

Gao Jin spoke with a tone full of confidence.

"That's good."

Lin Bei patted him on the shoulder, turned to look at Sha Qiang, and his face darkened.

"Ah Qiang, do you have a henchman named Cao Charlie?"

"He had dyed his hair red and had piercings on his lips and nose."

Sha Qiang paused for a moment, frowned as he tried to recall, and then suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Yes, it seems there is such a person."

"He was quite tall, had a sleazy appearance, and his red hair was particularly eye-catching."

"But I remember he joined us not long ago, only about ten days ago."

"Brother Bei, what's wrong?"

"Are you looking for him?"

Lin Bei's face instantly turned cold, and he slammed his fist on the table.

The entire glass tabletop creaked, startling Sha Qiang and his henchmen, who jumped in fright.

"Did you know you were keeping a ghost in your house?"

Do you know?

Sha Qiang was taken aback and subconsciously asked a question.

"Brother Bei, who's the ghost?"

Lin Bei stared directly at Sha Qiang, his tone icy.

"I just went to confront Hong Le's gentlemanly conduct, and Tai Baoqiu's message to me is..."

"Your subordinate, Cao Charlie, is a traitor, colluding with outsiders to distribute goods here!"

"What?"

Sha Qiang exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide open, and for a moment he even forgot the pain from the wound on his arm.

His mind went blank for a moment, and the first thing that came to mind was how Liang Kun would deal with him when he got back.

Although this Charlie Cao hasn't officially joined the Undersea Club yet, and is just a Blue Lantern, he is indeed one of my men.

"Brother Bei, let me explain..."

Lin Bei waved his hand, lit a cigarette, and sat down on the sofa.

He took a drag and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"I'll give you ten minutes."

"Ten minutes from now, that guy named Charlie Cao must be at this nightclub."

"Otherwise, you will bear all the blame for his crimes."

It's not that Lin Bei wants to pin the blame on Sha Qiang.

Rather, what he has hated most since childhood is betrayal.