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

At 7:00 AM sharp, a long queue had already formed outside the Big Boss B Boxing Gym.

The boxing gym has been renovated and can now accommodate approximately 500 people.

But not just anyone can sit in these 500 seats.

According to the rules set by Lin Yaodong: the front row was reserved for the leaders and elders of each gang; the middle row was for the hall masters and their henchmen; the back row was for the big brothers with some reputation; as for those 49ers and blue lanterns, sorry, they could only wait outside for the volunteer grandpa's voice broadcast.

Even so, the boxing gym was packed with people.

Among the top-ranking figures, Hung Hing's leader, Chiang Tin-sang, was the first to arrive.

Today he was wearing a light gray Zhongshan suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He didn't look like a gangster boss, but rather like a university professor.

He had just sat down when the East Star Dragon Head Camel arrived.

"Mr. Jiang, it's been a long time!" Camel walked over with a smile, and the two shook hands.

They do have some connection.

More than 20 years ago, when the two were still small-time thugs, they teamed up to rob a street from Xinji.

Although they later became leaders of their respective organizations and there were frictions between them, they were still quite polite to each other when they met in private.

"Camel, I heard you bet three million on Tsukamoto to win?" Jiang Tiansheng asked with a smile.

Camel laughed heartily: "Mr. Chiang is well-informed! But don't blame me, business is all about making money. Your Hung Hing's Lin Yaodong is capable, but he's still young... Tsukamoto has hired some really tough guys this time, I don't have high hopes for them."

"I understand, I understand." Jiang Tiansheng nodded with a smile.

As the two were talking, Lam Wai-lok, the head of Wo Luen Shing, also arrived.

"Mr. Jiang, Brother Camel." Lin Huaiyue bowed and then sat down on the other side of Jiang Tiansheng.

Interestingly, these three gang leaders, who usually engage in fierce competition, were sitting together chatting and laughing, discussing the recent golf tournament and which restaurant served the best abalone.

That's how the martial arts world is; everyone wears a smile on the surface, but hides a knife behind their back.

People from other clubs arrived one after another.

Two leaders arrived from Xinji, a red stick came from Hehetu, and a white paper fan and a money-adding guy came from the Number Gang...

Almost every well-known triad in Hong Kong sent a representative.

This is both to give face to Hung Hing and to make it easier to keep track of the boxing match.

After all, major bookmakers have already opened betting odds on the sidelines, and the odds are constantly changing.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard that someone has set up a big betting platform for this boxing match, and many bosses are placing huge bets... I wonder which side you favor?" Lin Huai Le suddenly asked.

Jiang Tiansheng smiled and said, "As A Dong's boss, I will definitely support him."

Lin Huai-le also laughed: "I'm more optimistic about Tsukamoto's side."

Camel interjected, "Mr. Jiang, we've been friends for years. This time, I think you should buy Tsukamoto instead..."

Jiang Tiansheng smiled and glanced at the camel, then looked at Lin Huai Le: "How much did A Le bet?"

Lin Huai-lok: "Two million. You know, I haven't been in charge for long, and we're poor."

"And you?"

Lin Huaiyue and Camel both looked at Jiang Tiansheng.

Jiang Tiansheng held up five fingers: "500."

Both of them were taken aback when they heard the number, then smiled and remained silent.

Five million is an absolute fortune in this day and age.

Jiang Tiansheng dared to make such a big bet either because he had absolute confidence in Lin Yaodong, or because he had so much money he didn't know what to do with it, truly a blatant supporter of Hung Hing.

The two smiled but didn't say anything.

Jiang Tiansheng smiled along with him.

Tsukamoto hired a boxing champion, which sounds impressive, but Chiang Tin-sang knows about the time when Siu-fu went to New Australia with Chan Ho-nam on business.

Xiao Fu single-handedly fought off an attack by dozens of knife-wielders and even saved Jiao Pi, who was half-dead from being hacked to death.

Can a boxing champion do that?

He also realized that the path for traditional community organizations was becoming increasingly narrow.

With the police keeping a close watch, young people are unwilling to join, making business increasingly difficult.

Lin Yaodong's property management company model seems to be a new path, turning violence into a legitimate business, turning henchmen into employees, and turning protection fees into property management fees.

If Lin Yaodong wins this boxing match, Hung Hing's reputation in the underworld will reach its peak.

At that time, Jiang Tiansheng will be able to take advantage of the situation to completely transform the entire organization.

Even like Lam Yiu-tung in Causeway Bay, absorbing other triads...

The atmosphere was even more intense in the back row of the boxing gym.

These are all the leaders of various gangs, along with their henchmen.

Each betting assistant held a mobile phone, and the sounds of people calling out numbers and making phone calls filled the air.

"Help me buy Gao Jin's winning bet, 30."

"It's the boss." Immediately, a henchman with a cell phone ran out to make a call.

"Hey Gao, are you serious? Playing like this, aren't you afraid of sinking the ship?" a middle-aged man next to him teased.

"Hmph, you don't know anything!" The man called "Tall Guy" sneered.

He was a branch leader of Wo Luen Shing, and I remember the last Wo Luen Shing dragon head stick incident.

At that time, a mysterious hooded man brought back the dragon head cane of Wo Luen Shing from the mainland. Dozens of Wo Luen Shing henchmen attacked him with watermelon knives and baseball bats, and were all taken down in less than ten minutes.

When the last man handed the dragon-headed cane to Jimmy, he took off his hood.

Gao Lao could see clearly that the man was Gao Jin, one of Lin Yaodong's men.

However, he didn't tell anyone about it because Jimmy gave him 20 yuan as hush money.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jimmy, who was sitting one seat away.

"Hey, Jimmy, who do you think is the best?" the tall guy asked, seemingly on purpose.

Jimmy turned his head. This young man, who was the most business-savvy in Wo Luen Shing, was dressed very casually today, wearing a dark blue tracksuit and with his hair neatly combed.

He smiled and said, "I bet on Gao Jin Xiao Fu 2-0, a winning streak."

"Wow~" Su, the advisor next to Jimmy, looked at Jimmy in astonishment. "Are you kidding me? 2-0 and still on a winning streak? Do you even know how to play this game...?"

Master Su adjusted his glasses and continued, "The news from Tsukamoto's side has already come out. Their personnel are incredibly strong—two Vietnamese brothers, both hard-fought, plus a boxing champion. It's a sure win! Why are you still betting against Hung Hing?"

Jimmy shook his head with a smile, and the tall guy also smiled meaningfully.

The shrewd advisor, Su, immediately realized something and leaned closer to Jimmy, asking, "Hey, Jimmy, we're comrades, after all. Do you have any inside information? Tell us quickly, we're brothers!"

"Hehe..." Jimmy watched as Master Su stretched out three fingers and rubbed them together, the meaning was clear: give him the money.

The advisor, Su, acted decisively, immediately pulling out a wad of Hong Kong dollars from his suit's inner pocket, amounting to about 100,000. He reluctantly counted out 20,000 and gave it to Jimmy.

Jimmy took the money, not particularly impressed: "This is so little... My leaked information is worth at least 100,000."

Upon hearing this, the advisor, Su, hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Gao Jin and Xiao Fu are winning 2-0. How much are you betting?"

Jimmy gave an OK sign.

Advisor Su: "Three hundred thousand?"

Jimmy shook his head.

"Three million?"

Jimmy nodded.

The advisor, Su, was shocked.

Three million! Where did Jimmy get so much money?