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

But before he could finish speaking, Tornado reached out and stopped him.

"Ah Qiu, what goes around comes around."

Although Tornado spoke calmly, it conveyed an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

He raised his head and looked into Di Qiu's eyes with deep affection.

"When have I, Zhang Shaozu, ever gone back on my word?"

"Is a brotherhood of over thirty years not even worth this much trust?"

Even Tiger was somewhat swayed after things had come to this point.

He knows tornadoes too well.

This person valued loyalty more than life itself throughout his life.

Back in the Walled City, Tornado charged into the enemy's headquarters alone to save him, almost losing her life in the process.

How could someone like that betray his brothers?

"Brother Qiu, don't overthink it."

"Don't we know Brother Long's character?"

Tiger tugged at Di Qiu's arm and whispered, "..."

"He's too loyal and can't bring himself to be ruthless to anyone, which is why things have come to this."

"I suspect he would never harm us behind our backs."

Di Qiu's expression softened slightly, but he still snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and strode towards the martial arts school.

"Hmph, let's go!"

"Even if this Hung Hing Martial Arts School is a den of dragons and tigers tonight, I, Di Qiu, will still venture in!"

Seeing this, Tiger quickly followed.

Shinichi watched the two figures disappear into the distance, then turned to look at Tornado, hesitating to speak.

"Boss, what should we do?"

"A few of us have switched sides and joined Hung Hing."

"If I go in with you guys to challenge the other team, how will I face Brother Bei afterwards?"

"How can we hold our heads high in Hung Hing?"

His voice was full of struggle and unease.

Tornado knew Shinichi's difficulties.

A few days ago, I was in a hurry to find a place for Xin Yi and the others, so I hurriedly sent them to Hung Hing. They had just settled down in Hung Hing and hadn't even settled in yet when they encountered this embarrassing situation tonight.

If he were to openly help him, it would be tantamount to opposing Hung Hing and becoming a traitor.

If I stand by and do nothing, I'm afraid people will say I'm ungrateful.

"After you go in, go straight to Luo Jun and take him aside to keep an eye on him."

"The rest is up to the three of us to handle."

"No matter what happens, you must not interfere."

Tornado paused, his gaze sweeping over Xin Yi and Twelfth Young Master's faces.

"This is what I owe them."

"It's time to put an end to this."

"But boss..."

"There's no 'but' about it."

"This is a debt between me, A-Qiu, and A-Hu."

"You're still young, there's no need for you to waste your bright future because of the three of us old guys."

After finishing speaking, Tornado took a step and slowly walked towards the entrance of the martial arts school.

His shadow stretched long under the streetlights, his thin shoulders slightly hunched, completely unlike the domineering ruler who once roamed the city.

Xin Yi looked at that retreating figure, and his nose suddenly felt sore.

He gritted his teeth and turned to Twelfth Young Master.

"Let's go find Brother Bei."

"He'll find a way."

"it is good."

The 12th Master nodded emphatically.

Tiger was his former boss, and even though he had switched sides, he didn't want to see anything happen to Tiger. The two quickly entered the martial arts school through the side door.

......

As soon as Di Qiu and his two companions stepped into the gate of the Hung Hing Martial Arts School, they were all stunned.

What kind of martial arts school is this anymore?

It's practically a standard fighting arena.

The courtyard where wooden stakes and sandbags were originally placed has been cleared out, and a standard boxing ring has been erected in the middle.

The area was surrounded by a makeshift seating area, temporarily constructed from steel pipes and wooden planks, with red and blue plastic seats laid on top.

Several rows of spotlights hung from the ceiling, their brightness almost blinding.

The stands were now completely full.

People from all walks of life gathered, including bigwigs from other martial arts schools who came to witness the ceremony, as well as some wealthy businessmen and celebrities dressed in suits.

The most eye-catching thing was next to the podium directly opposite the ring, where a beautiful female reporter in professional attire was standing in front of the camera with a microphone, talking rapidly.

"What...what's going on here?"

Tiger stood at the door, completely dumbfounded.

He scratched the back of his head, his face full of question marks.

"Didn't we agree to a one-on-one fight?"

"Why does this feel like a boxing match?"

"Are there reporters and audience members too?"

"What the hell is going on here?"

Di Qiu's gaze swept across the entire room, his expression growing increasingly grim.

His gaze swept over Lin Bei, who was surrounded by several reporters on the stage, and he cursed inwardly.

What the hell is Lin Bei up to?

Di Qiu strode forward, pushed aside his underlings blocking his way, walked to the front of the arena, and pointed at Lin Bei, launching into a tirade of questions.

"Lin Bei!"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you treating us like monkeys?"

His voice was loud and clear, and all eyes turned to him.

Lin Bei was talking to someone next to him when he heard the sound and turned around. When he saw Di Qiu, he immediately put on a warm smile.

He stood up, opened his arms, and introduced himself to the audience around him.

"Distinguished guests, let me introduce you..."

"This is the martial arts veteran who has come to challenge our martial arts school tonight, the major landlord of Kowloon Walled City, Boss Di Qiu Di!"

clap clap clap!

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in applause.

Many people present recognized Di Qiu, after all, the title of "Major Owner of the Walled City" had been prestigious in Hong Kong for decades.

Whether they're involved in the underworld or navigating the business world, most people have heard of his name.

Some of the newly emerging gangsters even stood up and craned their necks to see what this legendary figure looked like.

Di Qiu was stunned by the sudden applause.

He had seen many storms in his life, but he had never seen anything like this before.

He brought his men to challenge the establishment, but the other side welcomed him with great fanfare.

Seeing that Di Qiu was in an awkward position, Tornado had no choice but to step forward.

"Ah Bei, we've known each other for a long time."

"Whatever grudges you have, can't you settle them privately?"

"Why make such a big scene, even inviting reporters?"

His tone was sincere, with a hint of pleading.

Lin Bei's smile remained unchanged, and he spread his hands.

"Brother Long, what's the grudge?"

"I don't understand what you're saying."

He picked up a microphone from the side of the ring and addressed the entire audience.

"This afternoon, I received a call from Master Feng Yuxiu, the head of our martial arts school."

"He said that tonight there are several senior figures in the martial arts world... namely, Boss Di Qiu Di right here, Tiger from Jia Shi Tang, and Dragon Tornado from Cheng Zui, who are coming to our martial arts school to exchange skills."

As Lin Bei spoke, he stepped down from the arena and stood in front of Di Qiu and the other two.

"It just so happens that our martial arts school is also planning to hold a friendly match during this period, to exchange skills with masters from all sides and promote Chinese martial arts."

"Since these seniors have taken the initiative to come to our door today, let's seize the opportunity and hold this friendly match tonight."

"To save us from having to pick another day."

He made it sound so easy, as if this so-called "friendly match" was really just a spur-of-the-moment decision.

"Don't worry, after the competition, I will give each of you an appearance fee according to the market price."

"We can't let the senior figures in the martial arts world go to waste by performing on stage."

"bring it on."

Lin Bei turned around and pointed to the arena.

"As is customary, the friendly match will be played in a best-of-three format."

"Each side will field three players. After three matches, whoever wins two matches will be the winner tonight."

Di Qiu was so angry he was about to explode.

That damned Lin Bei, what does he take his blood feud for?

Is it a gimmick used to promote Hung Hing Martial Arts School, or a tool to make money?