Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

A dozen or so people rushed in; they were of African descent, Indian descent, and white descent, dressed in a mixed style, but all of them were carrying real guns.

They opened fire as soon as they entered, and Wang Kun's henchmen, being numerous, became their primary targets, with three or four falling instantly.

One of the Vietnamese gang members also died.

"Damn it!! You Vietnamese bastard, you dare to double-cross me?!" Wang Kun rolled behind a pillar and cursed loudly.

Longhair also hid behind a shelf, glaring angrily at Wang Kun: "You want to double-cross me?!"

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously realized—who would double-cross and kill their own people?

"We've been tricked!"

As Wang Kun fired his pistol at the people who had suddenly appeared, a thought flashed through his mind, and he felt a surge of murderous intent.

Seizing the opportunity, he stabbed the Taiping Rebel in the back.

Shocked, the long-haired man cursed, "Fuck your mother!" and retaliated by shooting Wang Kun.

Since things had already come to this, the three sides began to fight each other.

Gunshots echoed deafeningly in the empty square.

Bullets struck concrete pillars, sending up shards of debris; they hit shelves, producing a harsh metallic clang.

People kept getting shot and falling.

The blood appeared particularly dark red under the dim light.

In a secluded corner on the second floor, Lin Yaodong and his two companions stopped what they were doing.

"A double-cross?" Xiao Fu asked in a low voice.

Gao Jin shook his head: "Judging from their appearance, they should be from the Chaguoling Refugee Camp... I heard there's a boss there nicknamed 'Fierce Ghost,' who also deals in drugs."

"A fierce ghost?" Lin Yaodong's eyes narrowed.

Sure enough it was him.

In the plot of "The Wrath of the Gangster", the Ghost is the gang leader who ordered the corrupted Qiu Gang'ao to rob Wang Kun's goods.

"So, all of these people are drug dealers, and none of them are innocent?" Lin Yaodong's voice was icy.

Xiao Fu wisely opened his backpack.

Lin Yaodong put away the image of showing off in his mind, took out an AK, loaded it, and took three magazines.

Gao Jin and Xiao Fu each took one.

"We'll approach them from three directions, sneaking up behind them," Lin Yaodong ordered in a low voice. "Leave no one alive."

"Yes."

The three moved like ghosts in the shadows on the second floor, each choosing a different staircase to descend to the first floor.

Their movements were light and swift, making almost no sound.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Lin Yaodong dealt with these people without any psychological burden.

These drug dealers have blood on their hands and have shattered countless families.

They deserved to die.

He hid behind a pillar and aimed at a white man who was firing at Wang Kun's men.

Pulling the trigger, three bursts of fire, the white man fell to the ground, his face mangled...

It has to be said that in terms of firepower, the AK is still the better choice...

[Ding! You have killed John Smith. Smith was a drug dealer, murderer, extortionist... a criminal who committed numerous crimes... His crimes were heinous, and he deserved to die!]

[System rewards are being settled...]

[Ding! You have received 15000 contribution points!]

[Ding! Your loyal subordinate Gao Jin has killed Liu Qiang. Liu Qiang was involved in drug trafficking, murder, extortion, rape... he committed numerous crimes... his crimes are heinous, and he deserves to die!]

[System rewards are being settled...]

[You have received a reward of 15000 contribution points!]

......

Lin Yaodong frowned.

Only contribution points?

As he moved around, he mentally asked the system, "Why am I only getting contribution points this time?"

[Ding! The host's self-execution of criminals is an act of punishing evil and promoting good. However, its deterrent effect is limited, and the scope of public awareness and influence is small... its contribution to society is limited...]

If the case is handed over to the public security and procuratorial organs for prosecution, and the information is widely disseminated, the deterrent effect on criminals will be far greater than if the host were to punish themselves...

Lin Yaodong was taken aback, but then he understood.

Vigilante justice can only frighten some people and may even provoke retaliation.

But public trials are different; they can send a clear message to society—crime will be punished.

This deterrent effect is unmatched by vigilante justice.

The system essentially provides the following explanation: the deterrent effect of public trials and widespread dissemination is far greater than that of vigilante justice.

"This... why the hell didn't you say so earlier?" Lin Yaodong was stunned, as if he hadn't asked.

He smashed four or five of the drug dealers' heads, which looked like watermelons.

But the gunfight had already begun, and there was no way to stop.

He had no choice but to continue.

Gao Jin and Xiao Fu are both ruthless characters.

Gao Jin was professionally trained and had excellent marksmanship, hitting vital points with every shot; Xiao Fu's experience had made him numb to life-or-death battles, and he showed no mercy in his attacks.

The arrival of the three completely changed the course of the battle.

What was originally a three-way battle has turned into a three-way confrontation against three suddenly emerging "fourth parties".

However, Lin Yaodong and his group had the advantage of a sneak attack and were all highly skilled, so they quickly routed the three groups.

The gunfire gradually subsided.

Lin Yaodong hid behind a pillar to change his magazine, and just then, the gunfire below completely stopped.

"Are they all dead?" He cautiously peeked out.

More than twenty corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the lobby on the first floor.

The blood pooled together and flowed in a stream, meandering across the ground.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

Gao Jin and Xiao Fu emerged from different directions, both wearing masks, making it impossible to see their expressions.

"Brother Dong." Gao Jin nodded.

Xiao Fu then began to search around to see if there were any survivors.

Lin Yaodong went down to the first floor and looked around.

The scene was quite horrific, but strangely, he felt no discomfort whatsoever.

Perhaps it was because he knew these people deserved their fate, or perhaps it was because his experiences over the past few years had made him numb to death.

"Have you found the money and the goods?" Lin Yaodong asked.

He asked the police to take away the dirty stuff.

Gao Jin picked up the black shoulder bag from beside a corpse, opened it, and glanced inside: "The money's here."

Xiao Fu also found the canvas bag, which contained twenty packets of white powder packaged in transparent plastic bags.

"Brother Dong, are you taking these with you?" Gao Jin asked.

The faint sound of police sirens could be heard from the streets in the distance.

Someone called the police.

Lin Yaodong shook his head: "No need. As long as we don't take anything away or leave anything behind, the police won't be able to investigate."

Upon hearing this, Gao Jin threw the money bag back onto the ground.

Xiao Fu also put down the bag of drugs.

"Let's go." Lin Yaodong turned around and prepared to leave.

"Cough cough cough!!"

Just then, a faint coughing sound came from behind a pile of building materials near the corner.

The three were stunned.

Xiao Fu immediately went forward to check and saw Wang Kun lying there with two gunshot wounds in his chest, but he was still breathing weakly.

"Brother Dong, he's still breathing," Xiao Fu said.

Lin Yaodong walked over, looked at the dying Wang Kun, and pondered for a few seconds.

"Take him away." Lin Yaodong made the decision.

Xiao Fu and Gao Jin exchanged a glance. Although they were puzzled, they quickly got to work.

Gao Jin took out a tourniquet and gauze from his first aid kit and gave Wang Kun's wound a simple treatment.

Xiao Fu then carried Wang Kun on his back, and the three of them quickly left through the back door.