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

The tornado neither dodged nor offered any explanation.

He sat there, letting Di Qiu curse him, his face as still as a stagnant pool.

Xin Yi and Twelve Young Master were stunned by these words.

Xin Yi had followed Long Juanfeng for over a decade, while Twelve Young Master, though raised in the walled city, later followed Tiger. Both of them were raised under the watchful eyes of Long Juanfeng, Di Qiu, and Tiger, their two elders.

They had never seen these three people argue before, let alone point their fingers and hurl insults at each other like they did today.

Shinichi couldn't help but glance at the tornado, his feelings extremely complicated.

"call!!!"

The tornado exhaled a long breath and slowly raised its head.

"sorry."

"Ah Qiu, Ah Hu, I was wrong to do this."

"I am willing to accept the punishment."

"punish?"

Di Qiu sneered, his voice full of sarcasm.

"You make it sound so easy!"

"Now that he's under the protection of Hung Hing, he's gone to the Hung Hing Martial Arts School in Yau Ma Tei to ask Fung Yu-Sau to stand up for him."

"You're sitting here now, and you just casually say 'I'm willing to accept punishment,' and that's it?"

"What do you think this is?"

"Are we just playing house?"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his face turning red and his eyes becoming bloodshot.

Tiger couldn't stand it anymore.

He stood up, reached out and pressed down on Diqiu's shoulder, tucking him back into his seat.

"Alright, arguing like this won't get us anywhere."

He looked at Tornado with a solemn expression and a low voice.

"Brother Long, Feng Yuxiu injured more than a dozen of my brothers on the street today in order to protect Chen Luojun, and even gave me an ultimatum in public."

"He challenged me to a one-on-one fight at the Hung Hing Martial Arts School tonight."

"If I win, I'll take Chen Luojun with me."

"If I lose, you will have to cripple my martial arts."

Tiger paused, pointed to the blindfold on his face, and gave a bitter smile.

"Brother Long, open your eyes and take a good look."

"This is the show you orchestrated."

"I, Tiger, your sworn brother, am now trapped in a dead end by a young man, caught in a dilemma."

boom.

Tornado felt a rush of hot blood to his head, and his ears were ringing.

He staggered back two steps, a look of panic appearing on his face for the first time.

"Back then... I thought that if I sent him to Hung Hing, you wouldn't be able to find him again..."

His voice was almost inaudible, filled with bitterness.

"I never expected things to escalate to this point."

"Ah Hu, listen to my advice. Although I have never met Feng Yuxiu, the title of Chief Instructor of Hung Hing is not for nothing."

"It is said that his strength has reached the Great Perfection of Dark Force."

"Fighting him will only lead to your death. Take my advice, don't act rashly..."

Upon hearing this, Di Qiu chuckled and slowly closed his eyes.

"Is this your first day in this business?"

His voice suddenly became very tired, carrying a deep sense of powerlessness.

"The person in charge of Jia Shi Tang was publicly challenged on the street."

"The other party is also the head instructor of one of the four major triads in Hong Kong."

"All the underlings in Yau Ma Tei are watching, and it's all over the place."

"If Ah Hu chickens out tonight, how will he ever face anyone again?"

"Which underling would obey him? Which gang leader would give him face?"

"The worst thing a martial artist can do is to flee without a fight. You, Tornado, understand this principle better than I do."

The tornado fell silent.

Of course he knew.

He understood the rules of the martial world and the dignity of a martial artist better than anyone else.

More than 20 years ago, he earned his reputation in the Walled City with his iron fists.

If someone had challenged him back then, he would have preferred death to backing down.

But the more this was the case, the less he wanted Tiger to go and die.

"Then I'll contact Lin Bei."

"He is now not only a member of Hung Hing, but also a partner of the Walled City."

"I'll swallow my pride and ask him to step in and restrain Feng Yuxiu, to suppress this matter..."

"constraint?"

Tiger suddenly raised his head, his tone full of dissatisfaction and anger.

"Brother Long, I, Tiger, fought my way out of the Walled City and have been in the Hong Kong underworld for nearly thirty years."

"Back then, when I faced the notorious killer Chen Zhan, I didn't even blink, let alone shout 'surrender'."

"You expect me to live on my knees for the sake of a mere Feng Yuxiu?"

"impossible!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and his voice trembled.

"I came to see you today not to listen to your advice to be a coward."

Tornado shrugged helplessly.

"Ah Hu, this isn't about living on your knees, it's about throwing your life away."

"The gap between you and him is obvious. Once you start fighting in the ring, you might not even last ten rounds."

"Are you suggesting I just stand by and watch you go to your death?"

"That's better than living a life of ignominy!"

boom!

Tiger slammed his fist on the coffee table, causing the teacup to overturn and tea to splash everywhere.

Di Qiu stood up and walked to the tornado.

He was half a head shorter than Tornado, but his imposing presence was so overwhelming that it was hard to breathe.

"Tornado, I've called you here today for just one sentence!"

"Are you willing to stand with us and take revenge?"

"If you're willing, gather your men tonight, storm Shanghai Street, and smash that damn martial arts school to pieces."

"Whether it's Feng Yuxiu or Feng Yubai, they all have to lie down!"

"If you don't want to..."

Di Qiu paused, then drew a dagger from his waist and slammed it into the table.

"Then let's sever all ties here."

"From now on, you go your sunny path, I'll cross my narrow bridge, and we'll never see each other again!"

The dagger had penetrated deep into the wood, and the hilt was still trembling slightly.

Xin Yi and Twelve Young Masters' expressions changed drastically. They wanted to step forward to persuade him, but were stopped by Tornado.

Tornado stared at the gleaming dagger on the table, then at Di Qiu's resolute eyes, and finally at Tiger's pained and furious expression.

His lips trembled slightly, and his throat felt as if something was stuck in it.

Brothers who have been sworn brothers for over thirty years.

A life-or-death bond forged through thick and thin together.

Now, because of Chen Luojun, things have escalated to the point of severing ties.

He really never imagined things would come to this.

"Ah Qiu, Ah Hu, I..."

His voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't finish speaking.

......

Yau Ma Tei, Shanghai Street, Hung Hing Martial Arts School.

This martial arts school has been reopened and is much larger than the original one, capable of accommodating one or two hundred people to train at the same time.

The wooden stake was wrapped with hemp rope, and dark red bloodstains could still be seen on the rope, marks left by years of training.

Lin Bei sat in the main seat of the main hall, legs crossed, a cigarette between his fingers.

He looked at Chen Luojun, who stood somewhat awkwardly in front of him, with a smile and a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"You little brat, you just joined Hung Hing and you've already caused me so much trouble."

"Di Qiu is the major owner of the walled city, and Tiger is the head of the Jia Shi Tang."

"These two are no pushovers."

"If they are determined to take your life, it won't be that easy to make them stop."

Chen Luojun stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Brother Bei, this is a personal grudge between me and them."

"I cannot implicate the organization, and I certainly cannot implicate you."

He stood up straight, his face showing a stubbornness.

"Therefore, I humbly request that you allow me to resolve this myself."

"From this day forward, I will never return to the Walled City, nor will I face them as a member of the Hung Hing Society."

"If they continue to make trouble, then I'll take the blame myself, whether it's killing me or torture me."