I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Chen Hao, look here!"

Chen Haochong, panting and resting on a bench, was greeted with a peace sign by a fan holding up a phone on the street by staff. Despite losing the game and having his name tag removed, he was not at all dejected.

This is a street full of delicious food and souvenirs, where you can find Macau specialties like Portuguese egg tarts, crab congee, durian ice cream, and Koi Kei Bakery souvenirs. Today, it has also been chosen as a filming location for the movie "Let's Go! Adventurers".

Chen Hao, who was eliminated first, was still making the most of his time, interacting with fans outside the venue when his senior, Zheng Chao, walked over, covered in sweat.

"Hey, Chaozi, you're here too. That's so kind of you. You know I'm all alone and lonely, so you came to keep me company."

He winked and made faces.

Zheng Chao slapped him on the top of the head, sat down wearily beside him, panting heavily, "Xiao Qiang has no sportsmanship, he launched a sneak attack."

Chen Hao sneered mercilessly, "Chaozi, you lost, so be it. Don't make excuses. You're almost fifty years old, and you're still so stubborn."

"Holy crap!"

Zheng Chao raised his fist, baring his teeth and glaring, as if he was about to beat someone up.

"Losers are not allowed to joke around; they should reflect and introspect."

A voice came from outside the venue.

Zheng Chao backed down and refused to go against the program's rules.

Chen Hao, supporting himself on his knees, stopped provoking and lowered his voice, saying without moving his mouth, "Director Huang is really amazing. He got it done so quickly. I thought I was really going to have a 'long vacation'."

The rioters caused trouble yesterday, and just when everyone was worried about whether the show could be broadcast as scheduled, it resumed today.

Zheng Chao remained silent, observing the staff who were "keeping watch" on them from the street. All of this would be edited into the final cut to enhance the program's effect.

"I was planning to go to the casino to have some fun last night, but then I got a notification. Sigh, I missed out on five million."

Chen Hao was still rambling on and on.

"With your skills, you're more likely to lose five million."

Zheng Chao couldn't help but deliver the blow.

"cut."

The two eliminated losers lowered their heads and secretly chattered. Chen Hao said disdainfully, "I've won money in Macau before, have you ever?"

"What's the use? As long as you keep playing, you'll eventually lose everything, including interest. I'm sworn enemies with gambling and drugs."

Avoiding the supervisors' gaze, Zheng Chao sneered, "Besides, you're no good either. Aside from contributing to the casino's turnover, you're unreliable when it comes to serious matters. Yesterday was your turn to shine, but weren't you some gold card customer? Why didn't you step up and be the hero?"

"Heroes always show up at the last minute. Yesterday it wasn't the last minute yet. I was prepared to show up no later than tomorrow morning, but who knew Director Huang had already taken care of it."

Zheng Chao nudged him with his elbow, suppressing a laugh, "I was just faking it for you."

Chen Hao wiped his mouth, his expression strange, and he was also struggling to hold back his laughter. "Following Director Huang is the right thing to do, it's worry-free, and it's a bright future."

Zheng Chao followed suit and wiped his mouth, "Do you really think Director Huang solved it?"

"otherwise?"

"It's Kim Joo-hyun."

Zheng Chao whispered, "Didn't you see? Yesterday at the hotel, Director Huang kept Jin Zhuxuan behind for a private chat."

"Is Kim Joo-hyun that awesome?"

Chen Hao's face trembled.

"You don't even look at the company behind them."

Chen Hao was naturally aware of CX Entertainment's background. "Jin Hai is still strong. Chaozi, no wonder you've been 'fawning over' them. At your age, they probably wouldn't want you if you wanted to switch jobs."

"I'll dance to your sister's tune."

"Stop kidding. I really do have a sister."

"You think it's just Jin Hai? There are high-ranking executives at CX Entertainment, and some really powerful figures. Back then, Yin Dailan was blind to the danger; she not only ruined herself, but almost got Lao Huang into trouble too."

Yin Dailan's sudden disappearance from the public eye, a story known to everyone in the industry yet kept secret, serves as a cautionary tale.

"Brother Chao, do you know something inside? Share it with us!"

"Now you know to call me 'brother'?"

"Haven't you always been my brother?"

Zheng Chao wasn't buying it and said coldly, "Go ask your uncle."

Unlike Zheng Chao, who is self-reliant, Chen Hao, who has only acted in one film, is a second-generation star. His uncle is a highly experienced director in China. Otherwise, with his limited acting skills and only able to act cheeky, he would not have become a regular on various variety shows.

"You know perfectly well that my uncle and I don't contact each other unless absolutely necessary."

"If you weren't your uncle, you would have been hacked to death long ago."

"Envy and jealousy?"

Chen Hao glanced sideways.

Zheng Chao rolled his eyes. "Envious? So what? If I had an uncle like that, I could win at least three more Best Actor awards."

"Ha. Then you can be envious. People's scripts are written from birth; their fate is determined by destiny, so why bother with clever schemes?"

Chen Hao joked, and when he saw that guest Xiao Qiang was also coming over, he immediately laughed, "Oh, how come all the eliminated ones are our male comrades?"

Zheng Chao, whom he had killed, gloated and slapped his thigh, saying, "What goes around comes around, retribution is inevitable!"

With his dark skin, looking more like a migrant worker than a celebrity, Xiao Qiang spoke in his rustic Mandarin, "I was helping Ziyan fend off a big yellow ox, and then Ziyan tore my name tag off from behind."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao showed no sympathy, but instead burst into laughter, "It seems you'll be doomed to be a woman for the rest of your life."

Xiao Qiang suddenly jumped up, squatted in a half-horse stance, and used the Snake-Shaped Divine Hand.

"I am Feng Yuxiu, and I challenge your unique skills."

Chen Hao immediately stood up, not to be outdone, and pretended to move his hands left and right as if performing a great teleportation technique.

"I am Zhang Wuji, bring it on."

Zheng Chao, who excels at creating entertaining moments, wouldn't let the camera focus on the two of them. He leaped up, positioned himself between them, his face serious, his voice deep, and his fist serving as a microphone.
First, never act impulsively!

Second, we will never let any wrongdoing go unpunished!
Third, the referee must be absolutely fair and impartial!

"Captain Dragonfly has come to pay his respects!"

Just as the three losers were adding to the program, a sharp shout suddenly came from outside the venue.

"You're asking for it, aren't you!"

This time, there was no need to be polite.

They snatched the camera from the cameraman and started smashing it. The equipment, worth tens of thousands of yuan, collided violently with the bluestone brick pavement, shattering into pieces with a loud "bang".

That's right.

It was the same group of thugs in suits from yesterday.

They've come again!
The recording of the program was interrupted again.

"What are you trying to do now?!"

The production team also had its share of tough guys. Some of the male staff members, unable to bear it any longer, spontaneously gathered together and confronted the rioters.

"You two, go."

Zheng Chao looked at the two martial arts masters.

Chen Hao Xiaoqiang decisively put away his stance.

This is not a movie shoot.

They couldn't possibly fight ten against one.

Going up there and getting beaten up would be a laughing stock.

"Zheng Chao, take good care of them and don't make any rash moves!"

Upon receiving the news, the director rushed over with a gloomy face. As he passed by, he gave instructions to the team leader of the guest team.

"Don't worry, Director Huang!"

Zheng Chao patted his chest confidently.

The guests who were still playing the game gradually gathered from all directions. Seeing this, they were puzzled and started discussing it amongst themselves.

Why are these people here again?

"Hasn't it already been resolved?"

"Is it still possible to film?"

Kim Joo-hyun remained silent, her brows furrowing slightly as she looked at the persistent thugs in suits. She lifted her foot to go over, but was stopped by the quick-thinking Zheng Chao.

"I'll go take a look," Kim Joo-hyun said, turning her head.

Zheng Chao gave him a knowing look. "Don't rush. Let Director Huang ask what's going on first."

Upon hearing this, Kim Joo-hyun did not refute it, accepted the other party's kindness, and stayed where she was, staying with the adventure team guests. Little did she know that on the second floor of the souvenir shop on the street, a pair of deep eyes with exotic charm were watching her in the crowd, taking in the whole farce downstairs.

"Is taking photos not allowed here either?"

Director Huang Hongfei glanced at the smashed camera and signaled his subordinates to remain calm, suppress their anger, and step forward to negotiate.

"Wasn't I clear enough yesterday? Or are you deaf?"

That's right.

The same guy leading the team was the same one from yesterday.

They didn't even change it.

They showed no respect whatsoever to Huang Hongfei, the mainland variety show producer, and were practically ready to point their fingers at him and hurl insults.

Watch your mouth!

The production team has no shortage of spirited young people who are not afraid of risks and stand up for the director.

The leader just gave him a cold look, and then a thug in a suit rushed out, fierce and ruthless, and kicked the young man away with a powerful kick.

"Shut up! Who gave you the right to speak here?!"

Seeing their own people being beaten, the staff who had been holding back their anger suddenly surged and they became agitated.

Ordinary people would definitely not dare to confront them head-on at this time, but they are a TV program team, so they have more confidence.

"Don't move!"

Huang Hongfei, the chief director, remained calmer. He raised his arms to suppress the emotions of his subordinates, and then said to the leader of the rioters, "We have communicated with your side, and your side has agreed that we can record the program as scheduled."

"communicate?"

The man chuckled, his arrogance boundless, his smile dripping with mockery. Chin held high, he looked down on Huang Hongfei with disdain. "How come I don't know? Who did you communicate with? Are you dreaming?"

Huang Hongfei's face turned pale and then red. Although his past was a painful memory, he had never been insulted so blatantly since he achieved fame and success.

It's not that he has a particularly high social status.

Chinese people value propriety.

Even when those important figures high above the clouds get angry, they won't lose their composure.

"Can I speak with your boss in person?"

Huang Hongfei clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, his emotions reaching a breaking point.

"just you?"

The other party showed no restraint, even escalating their behavior; a sharp, sarcastic smirk played on their lips.
"Also worthy?"

Huang Hongfei finally lost his temper, his eyes turning hostile and his tone laced with threat, "If this gets out of hand, it won't be good for anyone..."

The other man paused, then his smile widened as he stepped forward. Raising his hand, in front of the crowd, the film crew, the guests, and his suit-clad thugs… he slapped Huang Hongfei's face in a highly insulting manner, then leaned closer, staring into his eyes.

"Let me see what you can do."

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

Moreover, Huang Hongfei was not a lowly beggar from the bottom of society.

Fuck you!

Enough is enough; there's no need to endure any longer.

He pushed the other person's hand away and cursed aloud.

Little did they know that the other party was incredibly ruthless.

"Snapped!"

Without a word, in full view of everyone, he slapped Huang Hongfei across the face with a backhand, the force of which caused the 1.75-meter-tall, 160-170-pound Huang Hongfei to stagger and experience tinnitus.

"Director Huang!"

The guests were dumbfounded.

Kim Joo-hyun frowned deeply, and seeing the director being beaten, she turned and ran in that direction.

Zheng Chao was also in a daze and couldn't stop him in time.

Smash it!

Having enjoyed his toss, the man shook his hand and arrogantly gave orders to his men.

"stop!"

Kim Joo-hyun shouted.

pity.

Her voice was too delicate and tender to attract attention, but the suit-clad thugs, who were rubbing their fists and ready to smash things, actually stopped. They didn't look at Kim Joo-hyun, who bravely went against the flow, but turned around in unison.

A souvenir shop on the side of the street.

Two men in jackets suddenly walked out.

A neat buzz cut.

The same poker face.

Their routes were the same.

Towards the focal point of the conflict.

Some thugs in suits instinctively tried to stop them, but were met with inhumane treatment.

The standard grappling technique, with all the strikes being joint locks, targets the vulnerable joints of the human body. Wherever it goes, "crack" sounds rise and fall. Every thug blocking the way suffers broken joints, their faces contorted in pain and ferocity, staggering about. In their seemingly casual stroll, they exude a chilling ruthlessness!
The main character has changed.

The scene seemed to freeze.

Amidst the petrified stares, the two jacket-clad men moved with impunity, arriving unharmed beside Huang Hongfei and the leader.

The leader's expression changed, and he swept his crooked subordinates over with a stern look. Seeing how domineering the other party was, the dozen or so thugs under him became afraid and dared not move.

"Mind your own business, huh?"

The eldest brother is still the eldest brother.

Although the other party was incredibly strong, he didn't back down. His face was fierce, but before he could even utter a threat, "slap!"

This is even more exaggerated than the slap Huang Hongfei just received.

He was knocked off his balance and staggered a few steps before falling to the ground, utterly humiliated.

"Big brother!"

Two thugs rushed over to help him up.

"roll!"

The man roughly shoved his subordinate aside, consumed by rage. He licked his lips, only to find them cracked and he tasted blood.

His reason vanished instantly; as he scrambled to his feet, he reached into his robes.

"You're asking for it!"

The two men in jackets stood by indifferently, motionless.

"Big brother!"

Enraged, the man instinctively turned his head and saw his underling's face turn pale, swallowing hard, gesturing for him to look in a certain direction.

The hand that was inside his clothes was not pulled out yet. Following his underling's gaze, the man looked up at the souvenir shop where the two bastards had just come out.

A fleeting glimpse.

Like a torrential downpour, the boiling anger was extinguished in an instant, and the chilling cold even made him shiver involuntarily.

The hand was frozen inside the clothes, unable to be pulled out.

Everyone present seemed to realize something and looked in unison towards the second floor of the Mingxin store.

upstairs.

A tall, blurry figure sat in front of the railing, like an oil painting that was clearly there but could never be seen clearly.

Kim Joo-hyun tilted her head back, trying hard to see the other person's face clearly, only to find that the other person seemed to be nodding at her.

"withdraw."

The arrogant fellow, who had just been so disdainful, seemed possessed. His hands hung limply at his sides as he bowed respectfully towards the souvenir shop. Then, without uttering another word, he unconditionally led his remaining troops away in a hasty retreat. (End of Chapter)