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

The second-floor corridor was quiet.

He first pushed open the door to his eldest son Xu Cheng's room and woke his sleeping son up.

Xu Cheng sat up groggily, noticing his strange expression. Before he could ask anything, Xu Yan whispered:

"Get up, organize all the account books and documents in the study, and send them to the ancestral home in the old village in the New Territories tonight."

"Remember, not a single thing can be missing."

"Yes, Dad."

Xu Cheng snapped out of his daze, nodded, put on his coat, and headed to the study.

Xu Yan returned to his room, opened the safe, and took out several asset agreements and a cassette tape.

He reviewed all the documents under the lamplight, and after confirming that everything was correct, he summoned his lawyer and trusted confidants to have the necessary signatures made and the necessary transfers made overnight.

By the time everything was arranged, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

He then lay back down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Xu Yan knew that after tonight, New Star would inevitably be dismantled by the combined forces of East Star and the Hong Kong Island government.

Both Tung Sing and the foreigners wanted that piece of land in the heart of Yau Tsim Mong.

But Xu Yan was determined not to let these people have their way.

He wants to make a big scene, so big that no one dares to back down.

......

Meanwhile, Axe Jun and the others were unaware that they had been betrayed by Dragon Head.

They stood foolishly at the street corner, like wooden stakes driven into the ground, blocking wave after wave of Dongxing's attacks.

Axe Jun was covered in blood, some from others and some from himself.

His voice was hoarse from shouting; he just mechanically swung the axe, one blow after another.

"Hold on! Hold on for me!"

"The club's support will arrive shortly!"

But he himself began to panic.

It's been almost forty minutes, and we haven't seen a single reinforcement.

Little did he know that Gui Tian and his gang were all taken away by the police halfway there.

Just as he was preparing to lead his men to fight and retreat, a piercing police siren suddenly sounded from the end of the street.

One, two, five police cars rushed out from different directions, followed by armored vehicles.

The car headlights illuminated the entire street as brightly as day.

Axe-Head Jun and Crow looked up at the same time, their expressions changing drastically.

"Get out of here! Everyone get out of here! The police are coming!"

The crow was the first to react, throwing its machete to the ground and turning to disappear into the alley.

His group of men, who had been so menacing just moments before, now ran faster than anyone else when they saw the police lights.

Axe-Head Jun's situation wasn't much better. The Tung Sing men scattered and fled, and the New Detective's underlings also lost their weapons and ran in the opposite direction.

The entire street instantly descended into chaos, with only the injured still lying on the ground groaning, unable to run away even if they wanted to.

What surprised both groups even more was that a large group of reporters were following behind the police car.

The flashbulbs went off like a thunderstorm, and all the cameras were pointed at the fleeing thugs.

Several daring reporters even rushed to the side of the street and took pictures of the bloodstains and weapons on the ground.

The TV cameraman carried the equipment on his shoulder, and the camera followed the scattered crowd.

Before disappearing into the alley, Axe Jun glanced back and saw police lights and flashing lights everywhere, like a sea of ​​red and blue light.

"Who was it that called the police, that damn idiot who called the police?"

"If I find out, I'll curse his entire female family!"

A crow emerged from another alley, hiding behind a crack in the building, panting heavily.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number from the main branch.

"Hey, something's happened! The cops are here! And they've brought reporters with them!"

"Our people are all getting lost..."

News of Tung Sing's attack on all of Sun Kei's territories quickly spread like wildfire throughout the Hong Kong underworld.

The news of their two gangs being pursued by Hong Kong police quickly made it onto the nightly news bulletins of major television stations.

The reporters captured a shocking scene: knives and sticks scattered everywhere, shattered glass, bloodstains, and groups of gangsters pinned to the ground.

On television, police officers were handcuffing young people one by one, with flashing police lights and cordon tape in the background.

When the underworld bosses saw the news, they were so frightened that they retreated to their own territories, not daring to even leave their doors, let alone take advantage of the chaos to go out and make a profit.

The small gangs that were originally eager to make a move were all doused with cold water and remained inactive.

......

Inside the presidential suite on the top floor of the Mong Kok Hotel.

Shui Ling had already taken a shower and was wearing a dark purple silk robe. Her hair was half-dry and draped over her shoulders.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling traffic below, her face flushed.

The aftershocks of the previous hand-to-hand combat had not completely subsided, and her long legs were still a little weak.

She was holding a mobile phone and listening to the old man's report.

"So, not only did we fail to capture the three territories, but all our men were also driven away by the police, is that right?"

Shui Ling's voice was soft, yet it carried a chill.

"Yes, Marshal Dalu... things have deviated from our plan, as you see..."

The old man's tone was somewhat tense.

"It's alright."

"Let me make a call and ask what the foreigners say."

"Also, distribute the money so that the injured brothers can get treatment first, and calm everyone down."

"No matter what, everyone put in a lot of effort tonight, so we can't let people down."

"Yes, Marshal Dalu."

drop.

Just as Shui Ling closed her mobile phone, Lin Bei's irritating voice came from behind her.

"So this is the show you wanted me to watch."

"That was truly spectacular..."

He walked out of the bedroom, a cigar dangling from his lips and a half-empty glass of red wine in his hand.

He only buttoned the bottom two buttons of his shirt, his chest was half-exposed, and his hair was messy, making him look exactly like a rogue who had just succeeded.

Shui Ling turned around and glared at him, saying coldly:

"Although things went a bit wrong, at least we drove out all of Xinji's forces."

"Those three areas are now no man's land."

"I wonder if you, little brother, would be interested..."

Lin Bei walked to the sofa and sat down, casually putting his legs up on the coffee table. He exhaled a puff of smoke and turned to look at her with a half-smile.

"Tonight you provided the money and manpower, turning the entire Hong Kong underworld upside down, and now you're saying you don't want these three territories?"

"Heh, it's hard for me not to feel that there's a huge pit you've dug here waiting for me to jump into."

Shui Ling wasn't annoyed. She walked barefoot to him, lifted one long leg and straddled him, hooked her arms around his neck, and gazed into his eyes with deep affection.

"They've entrusted you with their most important thing, how could you doubt my feelings for you?"

The neckline of her silk nightgown was extremely low, and her skin glowed under the light.

At this distance, Lin Bei could smell the lingering scent of shampoo in her hair, mixed with a faint hint of alcohol, which made his heart itch.

Lin Bei wasn't swayed by her gentle demeanor. He simply pushed her away, still smiling.

"As agreed, tonight you're just a defender. Use your alluring, perky ass to strategically seduce me."

"We're just friends with benefits, there are no feelings involved."

"Therefore, public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters; they should not be confused."