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

As they passed Lin Yaodong, the blond-haired man, perhaps feeling utterly hopeless and burdened by debt, started swearing at Lin Yaodong.

"Lin Yaodong, you have no sportsmanship! You actually called the police for a gangland dispute!!"

"And you call yourself a boss... you don't even know the rules of the underworld... ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the young master kicked the blond-haired man in the back of the knee, causing him to stumble and almost fall to his knees.

"Shut up now that you've fallen!" the young master shouted sternly.

Lin Yaodong simply smiled and ignored him.

He'd seen plenty of hotheads like this. Knowing his identity, they still dared to yell like that—either they were courting death or they weren't thinking straight.

Judging from the blond-haired man's words and actions, he is clearly the latter.

Fearing that the two suspects would continue to spout nonsense and cause trouble for Lin Yaodong, Qiu Gang'ao signaled Baozhu and Gongzi to gag the two men with their clothes.

He then turned to Lin Yaodong and said goodbye, "Mr. Lin, thank you very much this time. We need to rush back and conduct interrogations tonight, so we'll be leaving now."

"Take care." Lin Yaodong made a phone call gesture.

Qiu Gang'ao nodded in understanding, turned around and got into the car.

The black Honda sped away from Causeway Bay and headed towards Kowloon.

Lin Yaodong watched the police car disappear at the end of the street, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Qiu Gang'ao's willingness to reveal information about the three Vietnamese brothers is a good start.

Although Chief Qiu is principled, his bottom line is still flexible.

Once there's a first instance of "sincere cooperation," there will naturally be a second and a third.

"Come on, we weren't full just now, let's go to Jardine Street for some 'pissing beef balls'," Lin Yaodong said cheerfully to Xiao Fu.

The three had only taken a few steps when Su Jianqiu's phone suddenly rang.

He answered the phone, exchanged a few words, and then a look of apology appeared on his face.

"Brother Dong, my girlfriend has cooked dinner, I have to go back now."

"Okay." Lin Yaodong waved his hand without asking any further questions.

He knew that Su Jianqiu and his girlfriend's relationship was entering a crucial stage of stability.

This former undercover police officer now only wants to live a peaceful life, and Lin Yaodong is naturally willing to grant this small wish.

After Su Jianqiu hailed a taxi and left, only Lin Yaodong and Xiao Fu remained.

"Why hasn't Ah Xin come back yet..." Lin Yaodong was about to make a call to ask.

Xiao Fu said, "Just now, while I was looking after those two thugs, Jiang Xin called back."

"Chung Tien-cheng's son has been malnourished for a long time. The doctor said he needs to be hospitalized for observation. He's been running around taking care of things, and he probably won't be back until after nine o'clock."

Lin Yaodong nodded.

The two strolled slowly along the street. Causeway Bay was still quite lively at night, despite the cold weather. The shops along the street were brightly lit, and there was a constant stream of pedestrians.

Lin Yaodong's gaze swept across the street, and he saw several familiar faces—his underlings, who were maintaining order at their respective posts.

This is his Causeway Bay, orderly and thriving.

Unlike other gangs' territories, which were filled with drug dens, casinos, and brothels.

When the street vendors saw Lin Yaodong, they immediately offered to feed him.

Lin Yaodong offered to pay, but no one accepted.

With no other option, he and Xiao Fu turned into the less crowded streets and alleys.

Just two streets away, as they passed through a relatively quiet alley, a strange thing happened.

"Baka yarou!"

"Seraph, くたばれってしまえ! Go to hell!"

A furious roar, a mixture of Japanese and Chinese, echoed from the depths of the dark alley, followed by a series of sharp gunshots.

Bang bang~~~~

Lin Yaodong and Xiao Fu stopped at the same time, looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Seraph?!

They were all too familiar with that code name.

Judging from the sound, the Seraphim is clearly being chased by the Japanese.

"Brother Dong!" Xiao Fu looked at Lin Yaodong, his eyes asking.

Should we intervene to help?

This is a decision that needs to be made instantly.

Rescuing him would mean getting embroiled in a huge mess, possibly even attracting a dual investigation from Japanese forces and the police; not rescuing him might allow one to protect oneself, but...

Lin Yaodong answered almost without hesitation: "Save them!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed along the wall towards the direction from which the gunshots came.

Seeing this, Xiao Fu immediately followed, and the two disappeared into the alleyway like two black shadows.

Deep in the alley, the light was dim, with only a few faint rays of light coming through from the distant streetlights.

As soon as Lin Yaodong and Xiao Fu turned a corner, they heard hurried and unsteady footsteps coming from not far away.

Lin Yaodong turned his head and saw a black figure limping towards them from about fifty or sixty meters away.

The man wore a black wide-brimmed top hat, pulled low, which, combined with the shadow effect, almost completely covered the upper half of his face.

He was wearing a long black trench coat, which almost blended into the background in the darkness, perfectly concealing his physical features.

But Lin Yaodong keenly noticed that the man was tightly covering his right arm with his left hand, and dark liquid was seeping out between his fingers.

is blood.

"It seems he has temporarily shaken off his pursuers..." Lin Yaodong's expression shifted slightly as he quickly assessed the situation.

He turned back and gestured to Xiao Fu. The two separated tacitly. Xiao Fu continued to hide in the shadows and observe the pursuers behind them, while Lin Yaodong turned around and walked out to meet the wounded figure in the dark.

.....

...

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Seraphim—or rather, Chen Guozhong—was panting heavily as he struggled to make his way through the alley.

The gunshot wound to his right arm caused him to lose too much blood, and the sprained left ankle made matters worse, making every step feel like walking on a knife's edge.

Two weeks ago, he launched a night raid on the Tsukamoto Building, but failed to kill Eiji Tsukamoto, only managing to kill a few bodyguards.

Tonight, he acted again with the idea that the enemy was blind to his own actions, thinking that the Japanese would not expect him to launch a surprise attack. However, he ended up falling into an ambush.

The other side was clearly well-prepared, not only having more people lying in ambush, but also bringing in professional female assassins in kimonos.

Although he killed the female assassin, he was also shot and could only flee in panic.

What's infuriating is that Eiji Tsukamoto is still alive!

That Japanese devil openly clamored at his father's funeral to continue doing business in Hong Kong and to continue exploiting the people of Hong Kong. Such a person must be killed!

"Uh..." A strong wave of dizziness hit Chen Guozhong, and his vision went black.

He knew this was a sign of excessive blood loss, and if he didn't stop the bleeding and get treatment as soon as possible, he wouldn't be able to escape, and he probably wouldn't even be able to maintain consciousness.

Just then, he lost his footing and stepped into a pit, losing his balance and falling forward.

It's over...

Chen Guozhong felt a chill in his heart.

With this fall, the pursuers behind will catch up quickly.

In his current state, he is utterly powerless to resist.

Am I really going to die at the hands of the Japanese devils?

Not willing to give in...

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly felt a strong force grab the back of his collar, and he was lifted up and quickly dragged to the corner.

"Who!" Chen Guozhong instinctively tried to resist, but excessive blood loss left him without the strength to even raise his hand.

"Shh~~" A deep voice sounded in his ear.

Chen Guozhong struggled to lift his head and, with the help of the faint light coming from afar, made out the face of the person who had just arrived.

Upon seeing this, he was immediately stunned.

"Is...it you?"

Lin Yaodong also saw through the true nature of "Seraph" and was equally surprised.

"Old Chen? What are you doing here?!"