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

"You guys, go watch the game with the big boss tonight, and while you're at it, bet on Luo Tianhong to win!"

Chan Ho-nam scratched his head and asked in a slightly lowered voice.

"Brother B, aren't we afraid the other brothers in the gang will gossip about us betting on Luo Tianhong to win so openly...?"

Boss B waved his hand and replied directly.

"If Lin Bei could beat Luo Tianhong, would I bet on Luo Tianhong to win?"

"Besides, after Lin Bei loses, we'll give him tens of thousands of yuan for medical expenses. That's a way of showing brotherhood!"

"Aren't you right?"

His words immediately resonated strongly with Chicken and his companions.

"Brother B is right!"

"Brother Nan, when we send Lin Bei his medical expenses, he'll praise us for being loyal!"

"Other leaders in the triad will also think that our Causeway Bay branch is incredibly loyal and righteous!"

After careful consideration, Chan Ho-nam felt that Boss B and Chicken's analysis did make some sense.

So the group discussed it and decided to pawn their cars, gold necklaces, and other valuables for money.

The pheasant went even further, directly borrowing 100,000 yuan from a financial company in Babi at exorbitant interest rates.

Big Brother B secretly misappropriated the fees that were to be paid to the gang next month, and combined them with his savings over the years, raising a total of two million, which he then bet everything on Luo Tianhong.

As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked too.

If Boss B is this outrageous in his conduct and actions, his underlings shouldn't expect to do anything good either.

Some might ask, doesn't Boss B occupy almost half of Causeway Bay?

This place is known as a place where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold; the protection fees alone amount to one or two million yuan every month.

But in addition to the share he had to give to the triad, he also had to pay extra tribute to Chiang Tin-sang.

Otherwise, with his pathetic appearance, how could he have been transferred from a remote, mountainous place like Tsz Wan Shan to a lucrative place like Causeway Bay?

As for why he doesn't earn as much as Chen Yaoqing, it's mainly because Chen Yaoqing runs a noodle business, which brings in money much faster, resulting in a difference of more than double in their income.

……

Time quickly passed to 7:30 PM.

Outside the walled city, all sorts of luxury cars were parked, including Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Porsche, each more impressive than the last.

At the entrance to the walled city, dozens of members of the Dragon City Gang stood, all dressed in black, and were responsible for welcoming the bigwigs of various underworld organizations, as well as the wealthy, playboys, and socialites from Hong Kong who were looking for thrills.

These people are the wealthiest people in the walled city, and the Dragon City Gang must ensure their absolute safety.

The walled city itself is a giant maze made of reinforced concrete, and the underground boxing ring is hidden in the deepest part of this maze.

Upon reaching the center of the stronghold, one can see rows of seats of varying heights arranged in several concentric circles around the central arena.

There are no private rooms or VIP seats here, only rows of black folding chairs.

At this moment, these chairs have gradually filled with audience members.

There were men, women, young and old, dressed in all sorts of ways, including wealthy men in suits, rich women adorned with gold and silver, and even gangsters covered in tattoos.

They have only one purpose in coming here today.

Watch this weekly underground boxing match.

This is a brutal, life-or-death gladiatorial combat where bloodshed and death are commonplace.

In the very center of the seating area stood a fighting ring.

This is definitely not the kind of professional ring with elastic ropes and padding you see on TV; it's more like a gladiatorial arena from ancient times, set up for survival and bloodshed.

The table and the ropes were covered with dried, dark brown bloodstains, as well as fresh, bright red bloodstains that had not yet congealed, emitting a faint rusty smell.

The three Han brothers arrived at the scene early.

Han Bin spotted Prince and Brother Ji chatting together not far away, so he quickly walked over.

"Your Highness, you've arrived so early?"

When the Crown Prince saw the three Han brothers arrive, he stood up and greeted them with a smile.

"Since we're just killing time in Tsim Sha Tsui anyway, we might as well come early to get a good spot so we can really enjoy the game later!"

Brother Ji nodded in agreement.

"Of course!"

"The main reason is the large odds tonight!"

Have you heard?

"Tonight, Tornado is personally in charge."

"It's said that the total amount wagered since the betting started has already reached several hundred million!"

The dinosaur touched its shiny bald head and exclaimed in surprise.

"Holy crap, no wonder it's called Tornado!"

"This level of influence is unmatched on Hong Kong Island!"

Han Bin clicked his tongue, a look of worry on his face.

"Sigh, the more things are like this, the more dangerous Ah Bei's situation becomes tonight!"

"Look at everyone here, they all have high hopes for Luo Tianhong."

"After all, this formidable man has been famous in Hong Kong for several years, and his record is verifiable. Countless people have died in the ring."

"Abei is just a newcomer, and a complete novice at that..."

"Even though he has a track record of defeating Axe Jun and his gang, can that be considered the same?"

"The number of people who died or were injured at Luo Tianhong's hands must be at least several dozen, if not a couple hundred!"

The crown prince shook his head dismissively, looking completely confident.

"Don't underestimate Ah Bei."

"If weapons were used on stage, Ah Bei's chances of winning would probably be no more than 10%."

"But this is a boxing match!"

"Luo Tianhong is a well-known swordsman, but I've never heard of him being famous for his fist and foot skills."

The Crown Prince's words were like a blind man discovering a key point, instantly enlightening everyone present.

Brother Ji slapped his thigh and opened his blood-red mouth wide.

"That's right!"

"Abei is the kind of man who can smash a wall with one punch!"

"If they fight hand-to-hand, Luo Tianhong might not be able to beat him!"

After saying that, he quickly stood up and hurriedly instructed his underlings to place the bet for him.

"You two, go and bet 100,000 yuan on Lin Beiying!"

The Crown Prince chuckled.

"Then I'll go with Brother Ji!"

He also turned to instruct his younger brother.

"Buy Lin Beisheng for me, two hundred thousand!"

The three Han brothers exchanged glances, nodded in unison.

Han Bin spoke up.

"Then the three of us brothers will pool our money and buy Lin Beisheng's property for 500,000!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Ji was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, and he exclaimed with wide eyes.

"You three brothers are really rich!"

The dinosaur pointed at Guy and laughed and cursed.

"It's because my younger brother is rich; I, as the older brother, can only benefit from it!"

Narrow-eyed shook his head, with an expression that seemed to see through everything, and said sarcastically.

"You keep saying Tuen Mun is poor, but is it really that poor?"

"You're clearly being stingy!"

The group was chatting and laughing, joking around, when a very discordant voice suddenly drifted over from the side.

"Hey, you guys are here so early! Could you help me save some seats?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Boss B leading Chan Ho-nam and a few others, swaggering over.

"Brother B, are you planning to come support Ah Bei tonight too?"

"Dinosaur asked casually."