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

"I have a lot of goods, and people are in charge of them by land, sea, and air, but you say you want to take over everything..." Brother Shan frowned. He was a cautious person and didn't believe in free lunches.

Tony picked up a glass of wine, interrupting him, and put his arm around Shan's arm, looking quite sincere as he said:

"If you want to go to Vietnam, then the three of us brothers should go! We grew up there, we speak Vietnamese, and we know the local bigwigs."

He lowered his voice: "Who knows Vietnam better than the three of us brothers! We're a Vietnamese gang from Vietnam."

Tony clinked his glass against Shan's: "As for the money, you decide how to split it. There's nothing more to say. We just want a long-term partnership."

"The cooperation will end when it comes to money and goods, and then they'll kill you..." Tony silently added to himself.

Shan Ge's expression shifted slightly.

Since we have the initiative in distributing the profits, and the Vietnamese gang does have an advantage in Vietnam, this business is worth doing.

Without further hesitation, he joined in the drinking.

The deal is considered done.

What Brother Shan didn't know was that the three Vietnamese brothers who came to him today had no intention of doing business with him at all, but rather planned to double-cross him.

The Vietnamese gang has been under close police surveillance recently, resulting in the loss of several shipments and a strained cash flow.

They sought out Brother Shan to find out his trading habits, the number of bodyguards he had, his usual routes, and the location of his warehouses.

The three Vietnamese brothers wanted to set up a scheme for Brother Shan, wanting both money and goods, and then take the goods and turn around to trade with Lin Yaodong.

That's killing two birds with one stone!

This solved the funding problem and also gave them leverage to negotiate with Lin Yaodong.

At this time.

There's been a problem with Brother Zha.

When a white foreigner saw that the guy was coming over to flirt with the mixed-race beauty he had his eye on, he immediately became even more flirtatious, wiggling his hips and using his body to push the guy away.

The mixed-race beauty was clearly more attracted to the muscular, blond, blue-eyed foreigner, and she smiled as she danced intimately with him.

Zha Ge was furious, but he didn't immediately lash out. He just gave the foreigner a deep look, memorized his face, and then returned to his booth.

sit down.

Brother Zha poured himself a glass of whiskey, added ice, and drank it all in one gulp.

His eyes were sinister as he stared at the couple on the dance floor for a few seconds before picking up an empty wine bottle from the table and weighing it in his hand.

The next second, he raised his arm—

boom!

The bottle flew in an arc and smashed precisely into the back of the foreigner's head.

The glass shattered, and the foreigner screamed in pain, collapsing to the ground clutching his bleeding head.

The dance floor erupted into chaos instantly. The music was still playing, but people were already running in all directions, screams echoing everywhere.

At the same time.

Lin Yaodong arrived at the entrance of the New World Nightclub.

The black Bentley slowly came to a stop. Gao Jin got out of the car first, cautiously scanned the surroundings, and then opened the car door for Lin Yaodong.

Xiao Fu got out of the passenger seat and stood on the other side of Lin Yaodong.

All three were dressed casually.

Lin Yaodong was wearing a dark gray suit without a tie; Gao Jin was wearing a black leather jacket and jeans; Xiao Fu was in sportswear, but his waist was bulging, indicating that he was carrying a weapon.

Gao Jin's eyes sharpened, and he whispered, "Brother Dong, there are police."

at this time.

Several police cars with their lights flashing were parked right in front of the nightclub.

The car door opened, and more than a dozen police officers filed out. They recognized the leader, Lin Yaodong, as Ma Jun from the Major Crimes Unit.

Ma Jun didn't look this way, but waved his hand to signal his men to go inside.

"Police car checking license plates!"

"Everyone, stand up and stand to one side."

"Show me your ID card!"

Police stormed into the nightclub, the music stopped abruptly, leaving only chaotic voices and flashing police lights.

Ma Jun glanced at the situation on the scene.

The foreigner was injured and fell to the ground, while the guy sat in a booth drinking leisurely. Tony and Shane had already separated and were pretending not to know each other. Watson was still flirting with the hot girl, as if everything was none of his business.

Ma Jun walked directly to the booth where Hua Sheng was, pointed at Hua Sheng, and said, "You come out here!"

Watson staggered out, carrying a half-empty bottle of liquor, and exaggeratedly said, "Sir, I threw that bottle."

He let out a burp: "So? Are you going to arrest me?"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised the wine bottle and splashed the remaining red wine into Ma Jun's face.

Ma Jun was caught off guard and got splashed in the face.

Dark red liquid dripped down his cheek, staining his white shirt.

Hua Sheng pretended to be serious, looking at the silent Ma Jun, then quickly put down the bottle and used his hand to wipe the wine off Ma Jun's face, speaking in an exaggerated tone:

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry... Sir, I really didn't mean to, it was a slip of the hand, a slip of the hand..."

Ma Jun laughed in exasperation.

He knew that Watson was acting in order to find a reasonable excuse to be taken back to the police station for a report.

But since Watson, as a gangster, has been so arrogantly provoking us, it would be unreasonable not to take action, otherwise Watson might be exposed.

So, the next moment, Ma Jun slapped Hua Sheng across the face.

The crisp sound of a slap was particularly loud in the suddenly quiet nightclub.

Watson was a little stunned, covering his face, a genuine look of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

No, you're really going to hit me?

Although that's how the script is written, could you please be a little gentler?

You're all muscled yourself, so it hurts when you hit someone...

But the play must go on.

Not to be outdone, Hua Sheng pounced on Ma Jun and they began to wrestle.

As a gangster, if you get slapped, of course you have to fight back, otherwise how can you survive in the future?

The two rolled on the ground; Watson appeared fierce, but in reality, he was holding back.

But Ma Jun didn't think that far ahead and, without restraint, gave Hua Sheng a good beating.

The surrounding police officers wanted to help, but Ma Jun stopped them, saying, "Don't move! I'll do it myself!"

Soon, Hua Sheng was caught by Ma Jun's deadly scissor kick, his face turning red, and he slapped the ground in defeat.

At this time.

A commotion arose at the door.

A female police officer on duty saw that the police were checking license plates and that someone was trying to enter the nightclub. She immediately stopped the person: "You can't go in here, the police are conducting an investigation...wait, what?"

She recognized Lin Yaodong: "You are... Lin Yaodong?"

Lam Yiu-tung is a well-known figure in Hong Kong Island, especially within the police force.

Young and Dangerous, a key member of the Hung Hing triad, a successful businessman, a philanthropist... he has a whole host of labels and has even graced the cover of a financial magazine.

Of course, he was a key person under surveillance in the police file.

I heard a noise.

Everyone in the nightclub looked towards the entrance.

Lin Yaodong raised one hand and calmly greeted, "Um... Good evening, everyone? It's so lively here?"

His gaze swept across the room, lingering for a moment on the three Vietnamese brothers and Brother Shan.

The four men's expressions changed when they saw Lin Yaodong arrive.

Zha Ge's eyes flickered, Tony's face remained expressionless but his fingers tightened slightly, while Ah Hu stood up directly but was pushed back into his seat by Tony.

It's not yet 9 o'clock as agreed.

Originally, it would have been perfect to get Shan Ge to send him away and then see Lin Yaodong again.

Damn it, the police came to cause trouble.

Brother Shan was clearly flustered and lowered his head to drink to cover it up.

"Lin Yaodong?" Ma Jun released Hua Sheng and ordered the police to handcuff Hua Sheng and take him away.

He stood up and walked over to Lin Yaodong, wiping the red wine stains from his face, and asked, "What are you doing here?"