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

This was mainly due to Lin Yaodong's prestige in Causeway Bay.

Now, when neighbors see these "property management staff," they are no longer as afraid as they used to be when they saw gangsters; instead, they are friendly and welcoming.

So yesterday it turned into a scene where "former gangsters" were about to fight, and neighbors acted as mediators to break them up.

In the past, the neighbors would have run away long ago.

Lin Yaodong knew that everyone used to be a gangster, young and impetuous.

If this anger isn't vented, it will definitely become a hidden danger later.

"Are you angry?" he asked.

"No..." they both said at the same time, but the resentment in their voices was obvious to everyone.

Then they looked at each other, their eyes clearly saying: If they fight again, who knows who will come out worse.

Seeing that Lin Yaodong seemed serious about the matter, Crow quickly smiled and said, "Brother Dong, I was just being ignorant, please don't mind him. I, Crow, promise that I will definitely follow the rules from now on..."

"Yes," He Yong said, lightly kicking the blond-haired guy. "From now on, we'll follow the rules Brother Dong mentioned and never cause trouble again."

Lin Yaodong shook his head, walked to the edge of the ring, and patted the ropes.

"It's normal to feel angry; I'd be upset too."

He knew that they had all been from different groups in the past, and there had been conflicts and frictions between them to some extent.

Although they are all working for him now and maintain a friendly facade, the resentment in their hearts cannot be resolved in a short time.

Lin Yaodong glanced at the system interface, which only he could see, and found the contribution reward records corresponding to Long Hair and Yellow Hair.

Their help to the old man move is, to some extent, a good deed and a contribution to society.

Most importantly, they charge much less than regular moving companies, so the system also contributes points to Lin Yaodong.

He checked and found that the two orders gave him a total of 2000 points and 1500 points respectively.

Although it's not much, it's still 3500 Hong Kong dollars.

Lin Yaodong had an idea.

He glanced at the ring beside him, then turned to face everyone:

"I think it's better this way: if anyone has any conflicts in the future, we don't need to keep them to ourselves; we can resolve them all here."

He took out 1000 yuan in cash from his wallet and placed it on the table.

"I'll put up a thousand, and you each put up five hundred. Go up there and have a fight. Except for not kicking each other in the groin, you can do whatever you want. Whoever wins keeps the thousand, and the five hundred from the losing side also goes to the winner. In other words, the winner gets two thousand."

"Let me make this clear: any conflicts will be resolved in the ring, but once we're out of the ring, it's all over!"

"If I find out they're going to retaliate... I'll throw him out of Causeway Bay!"

You can beat up the other person to vent your anger and get paid for it?

The eyes of both the long-haired and yellow-haired men lit up at the same time.

"good!"

"I agree!"

The two agreed almost simultaneously, without waiting for their respective bosses to express their opinions.

Crow and He Yong exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes, but said nothing.

Boss B laughed and said, "That's a good idea."

Having been a boss for so long, he knows best the competitive nature of his underlings.

Instead of keeping it bottled up, let's have a fight. A good beating will make everything clear, and we can also distinguish between the big and small kings.

Ultimately, we're all just trying to make a living; everyone has their temper.

They're all just kids who never grow up... The simplest way to deal with them is to give them a beating.

"Since everyone agrees, let's get ready," Lin Yaodong said.

Soon, the boxing gym became lively.

The crowd swarmed toward the ring, and the people from Tung Sing and Cheung Yee naturally split into two sides, each cheering for their own brothers.

Long-haired and Yellow-haired stepped into the ring and put on boxing gloves and protective gear.

Big Boss B personally served as the referee.

"Aside from no groin kicks, the other rules are simple: knock down the other person and if they can't get up within 10 seconds, you win... Understand?" Boss Bi asked from between the two.

"Understood!" they both said in unison, their eyes fixed on each other.

"Ready, go!"

As soon as Boss B let go, the two immediately rushed towards each other.

Yellow Hair threw the first punch, a right straight punch aimed directly at Long Hair's face.

Long Hair dodged to the side and simultaneously threw a swing punch, which was blocked by Yellow Hair with his arm.

The two quickly closed in and began to wrestle.

Don't let Dongxing's slender build fool you; he's incredibly experienced.

He used a turn to lock the blond-haired man's head in place, pinning him down and gripping his neck tightly with his arms.

Although it's called boxing, their fighting style is more like a street brawl.

They all came from street fighting and had never received proper training.

Boss B naturally knew this, so he didn't call for a stop after they fell to the ground. As long as they didn't use underhanded tactics, he let them continue.

Huang Mao used to fight mostly with a knife, attacking people when things were going well and running away when things were going badly. He lacked experience in close combat.

After being locked up, he quickly felt difficulty breathing and his face turned red.

Below the stage, members of the Changyi Society shouted anxiously:

"Go for it, blondie!"

Break free from him!

The people of Dongxing cheered:

"Long-haired guy, lock him down!"

"We've got this in the bag!"

Huang Mao felt like he was suffocating.

In a panic, he reached forward and groped, trying to grab the hairy man's hands, feet, or any part of his body.

His right hand flailing wildly in front of him, finally touching something...

Almost instinctively, the blond-haired guy pulled out his weapon!

"ah--!"

Longhair let out a scream, so piercing that it instantly silenced the entire arena.

His hands went limp, releasing the blond-haired man. He curled up on the ring, his face deathly pale, cold sweat pouring down his face.

"Stop!" Boss B quickly stepped forward to separate the two.

"Yellow Hair committed a foul, loss declared!"

"Long-haired one wins!"

However, neither of them was able to get up immediately.

The blond-haired man was panting heavily and coughing incessantly.

Longhair curled up, trembling with pain.

After a long while, Longhair finally managed to lift his head, his expression a complex mix that defied description: "I won..."

He won, but at this moment he couldn't laugh or cry; he was caught in a dilemma.

The excruciating pain in his lower body made him question the meaning of life.

Although the blond-haired guy lost, he laughed happily, despite the injury on his lip making him grin: "Damn... now I'm going to get my revenge..."

The audience erupted in chaos.

On the Dongxing side:

"Damn it! I told you not to groin me!"

"Whatever, it doesn't matter, Longhair Bro won anyway!"

"I won a two thousand yuan prize... I'll ask Longhair Bro to treat me to supper tonight..."

"Hire my foot! Look at him, will he even be able to walk tonight?"

On the other hand, the Changyi Society:

"Brother Yellow Hair lost..."

"I wouldn't call it a loss..."

"I never thought that Brother Yellow Hair's 'probing clam' move would be so effective when modified into 'stealing peaches like a horse.'"

"At least I got some relief!"

"Exactly, judging by Longhair's appearance, he won't be able to touch a woman for the next few days, haha!"

Lin Yaodong walked to the edge of the ring, looked at the two people on the stage, and then at the laughing crowd below. A new idea came to his mind.

He turned to face everyone and raised his voice: "That's enough!"

"That's enough for today. But I have a few words to say."