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

Outside Kowloon Walled City.

The night was as dark as ink, with only a few dim streetlights swaying in the wind on the village wall, casting dappled light and shadow on the uneven road surface.

A few barks of wild dogs came from afar, but soon fell silent again.

The iron gate at the entrance to the walled city was half-closed, and behind the gate were several rusty oil drums, which served as roadblocks on ordinary days.

The crow walked at the very front, crouching low and moving very quietly.

He was wearing a black sports jacket, with an AK47 tucked under his arm, muzzle pointing downwards, and his finger resting on the trigger guard.

More than thirty gunmen followed behind him, each holding their breath and moving quickly along the base of the wall, making only the rustling sound of their shoes rubbing against the ground.

Smiling Tiger and Da Dong each led their thirty men, lying in ambush on either side of the city gate, waiting for Crow's signal.

"Awei, Dadong."

The crow stopped and picked up the walkie-talkie, lowering its voice.

"I'll go first later."

"As soon as the gunfire starts, you all need to put all your firepower into it and fire hard. Direct all your firepower toward the door and cover my men as they rush in."

"As soon as the pineapple fires inside the fortress, you all rush in together and don't give those guards a chance to catch their breath."

"Okay, be careful when the battle starts."

The smiling tiger gave a word of advice.

"rest assured!"

The crow grinned, replied, and then tucked the walkie-talkie into its waistband.

He turned to face his underlings behind him, raised the submachine gun with one hand, and swung it forcefully forward.

"Follow me, all of you!"

"Charge!"

The shouts broke the silence of the fortress.

The security guards patrolling the entrance were caught off guard. By the time they realized someone was launching a night attack, Crow and his men had already arrived.

Several security guards instinctively raised their guns, but before they could even aim, the submachine guns on the other side spat fire.

Da da da da!

"Give me a good beating!"

The crow howled madly, its AK47 vibrating violently, spewing a half-foot-long flame from its muzzle.

Bullets rained down on the doorway like beans being thrown out, the iron gate clanging and scattering reddish-brown iron filings everywhere.

"Let's do it!"

Smiling Tiger and Da Dong issued the orders simultaneously.

Gunmen lying in ambush on both sides opened fire simultaneously, the dense bullets forming a crossfire that pinned down the security personnel at the city gate, preventing them from even raising their heads.

Bullets struck the sandbag fortifications, raising clouds of dust.

The impact hit the outer wall, creating fist-sized holes.

Although the seven or eight security guards reacted quickly and returned fire in time, the enemy's attack was too fierce, and their numbers were several times greater than theirs. In addition, the AK47 in Crow's hand had too much firepower. After several rounds of firefights, they fell one after another.

Blood flowed down the ground, its dark red hue shockingly vivid under the dim light.

"Quick! Follow me and charge in!"

With a wave of its hand, the crow was the first to step over the fallen corpse.

Inside the guardhouse at the entrance of the walled city, an injured security guard huddled under a table, his hands trembling so badly he could barely hold the phone.

He dialed several times before finally getting through to the internal line.

"Hey, hey, hey! Is that Third Brother?"

"This is the main gate of the walled city!"

"They're coming...a gang of armed thugs!"

"There are a lot of them, and their firepower is overwhelming!"

"We can't hold on any longer! We need backup! We need..."

Boom!

A grenade exploded near the duty room, and the voice on the phone abruptly stopped.

In the heart of the fortified city, inside the temporary command post, Zhang San was studying tomorrow's patrol arrangements in front of a sand table.

The explosion jolted him up from his chair, and he rushed to the window, looking towards the gate of the fortified village.

The firelight was faint, and the gunshots were as dense as popping beans; it was clearly not an ordinary disturbance.

"Attention everyone! I am Zhang San!"

"The main gate of the walled city is under attack by unidentified armed forces. Everyone, grab your weapons and follow me to the gate to provide support!"

He grabbed the walkie-talkie on the table, yelling as he picked up the submachine gun leaning against the wall and rushed outside.

Tonight, a friendly match is being held at the martial arts gym, and Wang Jianjun has drawn over a hundred of his men to maintain order.

There are fewer than two hundred people in the city now.

These two hundred people are scattered in various locations in the fortress; some are patrolling, and some are resting. It is impossible for them to gather all of them together in a short period of time.

What's more troublesome is that the security company's business has expanded too rapidly during this period, resulting in a severe shortage of personnel.

Wang Jianguo sent many of his men to serve as bodyguards for the wealthy, socialites, and rich women. The rest were either in the intelligence department or assigned to work for Lin Bei and Liang Kun.

Those who remain in the stronghold are already the most elite forces.

Lin Bei initially judged that as long as they relied on the complex terrain and existing fortifications of the Walled City, two hundred men would be enough to hold off any triad attack on Hong Kong Island.

After all, in urban warfare, the side familiar with the terrain has a huge advantage.

But the only thing he overlooked was the Dongxing gang.

These drug dealers lack everything except guns and reckless thugs.

Soon, Crow led more than thirty men into the stronghold.

Smiling Tiger and Da Dong's men followed closely behind, some entering the city and others staying at the gate to block the retreat.

Although their training was not as professional as that of security personnel, they had a large number of people and sufficient firepower. In addition, they had done a lot of homework on the terrain inside the fortress, so their advance was quite smooth.

The neighbors in the walled city were awakened from their sleep by the sound of gunfire.

Some people saw gunfire outside through the cracks in the window and were so frightened that they huddled in a corner, trembling.

Some people stuff their children under the bed and then lie down at the doorway, holding it shut while chanting Amitabha Buddha.

Some of the bolder ones squatted on the balcony, watching the commotion outside while muttering curses.

"What the hell am I living?! We just finished fighting a couple of days ago, and now they're here again tonight? So all this protection money I've been paying is for nothing?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't drag us down with you if you want to die! Those guys are carrying real weapons!"

"Sigh, when will this walled city ever be peaceful..."

The gunshots grew closer, and the firelight flickered in and out of the narrow alleys of the fortified town.

A fierce battle has officially begun.

......

Yau Ma Tei, Hung Hing Martial Arts School.

The bell for the second match has already rung.

On the arena, Gao Jin and Tiger stood facing each other.

Gao Jin was dressed in a black suit, his hair was neatly combed, and apart from not wearing a tie, he didn't look like he was going to fight in the ring at all.

Tiger took off his coat, revealing a white training uniform underneath. Several veins were visible on his thick arms, and he exuded an aura of domineering power without being angry.

Gao Jin stretched out a hand and looked at Tiger with a smile.

"Tiger, I, Gao Jin, respect you as a senior figure in the martial arts world, so I'm giving you face."

"If you can hit me even once within ten moves, I'll admit defeat."

"how?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience erupted in another uproar.

Tiger's face instantly darkened, and his already unpleasant expression turned even more ashen.

His right eye patch trembled slightly, and the light shooting from that single eye seemed to want to devour Gao Jin alive.