Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

Back at the bar, Chen Mo grabbed a bottle of beer from a waiter as he went upstairs.

Back in his office, Chen Mo took off his coat, tossed it to Liu Lili, then pulled off the bottle cap with his bare hands and drank the entire bottle of beer in one gulp.

"call....."

The cold beer flowed down Chen Mo's throat and into his stomach, barely suppressing the anger in his heart.

Liu Lili helped Chen Mo hang up his clothes, then walked behind him and started massaging his shoulders.

"What's wrong with Brother Mo? Why is he so angry?"

"It's nothing, I just got angry at a bunch of old geezers. You can help me calm down later."

As he spoke, Chen Mo reached behind him and pinched Liu Lili's pert buttocks.

"Ugh!" Liu Lili slapped Chen Mo's groping hand away and walked out of the office.

"I'm going to find Ruby to prepare. You're so angry today, I can't calm you down by myself."

"First, call Shen Guodong over for me. I have something to ask him to do."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Shen Guodong arrived at Chen Mo's office.

"Brother Mo, is there something you need?"

Chen Mo said coldly, "Find Ah Sheng and the others, and go and kill that old bastard Bai Tou Weng tonight."

We let this old bastard off the hook last time, and today he's jumping out to court death again.

Just then, the phone on Chen Mo's desk rang.

Shen Guodong took the phone and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took the phone and answered it.

"Who is it?"

"Amo, it's me!" Thirteen Sister's voice came from the phone.

Chen Mo recognized Thirteen Sister on the other end of the phone and immediately guessed why she was calling.

He frowned and gestured for Shen Guodong, who was about to leave the office, to stay.

"Sister, what instructions do you need from me?"

"Amo, are you planning to kill the old man with white hair?"

Chen Mo was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Yes. Sister Mei wants me to let him go?"

On the other end of the phone, Thirteen Sister sighed heavily: "There's nothing I can do. When I first started out in this world, he took good care of me. He just called me to beg me to help him. We've known each other for so many years, I really can't refuse."

Why don't you spare him this time for my sake?

If he provokes you again, feel free to take action; I won't say a word, okay?

Hearing Thirteen Sister say this, Chen Mo readily agreed: "Alright, I'll definitely give you face, Sister. I won't kill him this time."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Guodong asked, "Brother Mo, are we just going to let the old man off like that?"

Chen Mo sighed softly and said, "We definitely have to give Thirteen Sister face."

"However, I said today that I would kill the old man with white hair. If I do nothing, people will think I'm just talking nonsense."

After much deliberation, Chen Mo came up with an idea.

"In that case, you should go find Ah Sheng and the others and have them cut off the old man's hair as a substitute for his head."

"Severing hair as a substitute for the head?" Shen Guodong was completely bewildered, not understanding what it meant.

"Damn, you haven't read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? You don't know about cutting your hair to replace the capital?"

"Have them shave all the hair off this old man's head, and um, shave his eyebrows too, it won't make a difference!"

"what?"

Shen Guodong looked bewildered, wondering if he had misheard.

If you shave all the hair and eyebrows off an old man's head, how can he face people?

This is worse for him than killing him!

"What are you 'huh' for? Hurry up and go. I only promised Thirteen Sister I wouldn't kill him, I didn't say I wouldn't teach him a lesson."

"Okay."

After confirming he hadn't misheard, Shen Guodong suppressed his astonishment and grinned as he left Chen Mo's office.

A few minutes later, Liu Lili and Ruby came in, both of them wearing matching tight-fitting cheongsams.

Chen Mo's eyes lit up at the sight, and he pulled the two of them to the lounge to cool off.

Late at night, outside the villa of the old man with white hair in Yuen Long District.

Seven figures stealthily crept along the corner of the wall to the villa's main gate.

Yes, seven people.

The six Tianyang brothers and Shen Guodong all came.

Originally, this matter didn't require so many people to come.

Even if we were to kill the old man with white hair, the skills of the two brothers, Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi, would be enough.

But shaving the old man's hair is such an interesting thing!

When the other brothers found out, how could they not come?

Shen Guodong knew this, so how could he not get involved?

After returning home tonight, the old man with white hair began to live in fear.

Besides Cola and Ah Bao, they also had Golden Tiger Sandman bring a lot of his underlings to surround the villa in layers, for fear that Chen Mo's people would come knocking.

After receiving Thirteen Sister's reply, knowing that Chen Mo had agreed to spare his life, he breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew most of his underlings.

The remaining guards also learned of the news and, feeling that nothing would happen, unconsciously relaxed.

Their relaxation gave Shen Guodong and Tianyang's brothers an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

The seven men were all highly skilled, and with the villa's lax security, infiltrating the villa was as easy as entering an empty house.

A few minutes later, Shen Guodong and the seven Tianyang brothers easily knocked out all the guards in the villa, including Kele, Abao, and Jinmaohu.

The old man was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt a cold wind blow by and heard a rustling sound in his ears.

In a daze, the old man opened his eyes and suddenly found several people standing by the bed, and a huge fear surged in his heart.

Startled, the old man sat up abruptly, about to shout for help.

"Come..."

Before he could even shout, Shen Guodong darted to the old man's side and delivered a chop to his neck.

The old man with white hair rolled his eyes and fell backward.

"Brother Dong, did you kill him?"

Shen Guodong stretched out his finger and tested the old man's breath.

"He's not dead, he's just passed out. Who's going to make a move?"

"I'll do it!"

"I'll do it!"

"I'll do it!"

......

The six Tianyang brothers each pulled a razor from their pockets, vying to shave the old man's head.

Seeing the six people fighting amongst themselves, Shen Guodong was speechless. He turned around and stood in front of them, taking out a razor from his pocket.

"I'll do it myself."

Seeing this, Tian Yangsheng turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

"Big brother, where are you going?"

"I'll go shave other people's heads..."

The other five brothers exchanged glances and immediately hurried after them.

There are still quite a few people in the other rooms; one head per person is definitely enough.

The next day, when the people in the White-haired Old Man's Villa woke up, they were all as if they had lost their parents.

"ah--"

"ah--"

This was not a scream of terror, but a roar of anger.

"Chen Mo, you've gone too far!!!"

The old man with white hair grabbed a vase from the side and smashed it hard against the mirror in front of him.

What a shame!

What a disgrace!

He was, after all, the second-in-command of Tung Sing and one of the big bosses of triads in Hong Kong.

Now, there isn't a single hair on its entire round head.

There isn't a single one!

What will his subordinates think of him?

How can he even go out now!

Turning his head, he saw that Cola Leopard and Golden Tiger, who had also had their heads shaved, were now hairless tigers. The white-headed old man's anger surged!

"A bunch of good-for-nothings, all of you are useless idiots! What am I feeding you for!"

"You're supposed to protect me? Is this how you protect me?!"

The old man with white hair continued to vent his anger on his subordinates.

After venting, I started to feel a sense of lingering fear.

Chen Mo could get someone to shave his head, and he could take his head off.

Fortunately, he pleaded with Thirteen Sister last night, which saved his life. Otherwise, he would be selling salted duck eggs down there by now.