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

All of this happened too fast, too suddenly.

Chan Ho-nam froze in mid-air as he tried to flip the table, his face filled with astonishment.

Shanji, Datian'er, Baopi, and Jiaopi all stared wide-eyed and gaped at Gao Jin, who remained expressionless.

Although they knew that Lin Yaodong's men were not simple, they never expected that Gao Jin, who was usually taciturn, would be so ruthless and decisive in his actions.

Gao Jin stood there, looking down at Da Sha who was groaning on the ground, and said, "You shouldn't have touched my boss's car."

"Boss! Boss!" The two henchmen who brought Da Sha finally snapped out of their shock and rushed forward to help him up.

Big Fool was both shocked and furious. He shoved his underling's hand away, pointed at Lin Yaodong and his group, and roared angrily, "Damn it! Why are you two pieces of trash helping me?! Call for help! Call for help now! Kill them!"

The two henchmen snapped out of their daze and immediately yelled at the top of their lungs, "Help! Boss's been beaten up!"

"Come out quickly! Someone's here to cause trouble!"

With their shouts, the once seemingly calm dock instantly erupted into chaos.

More than twenty people poured out of the cabins of the fishing boats that were moored behind the fish stalls that were being packed up!

Each of them was armed with steel pipes, wooden sticks, chains, and even sharp knives used for killing fish. In an instant, they surrounded Lin Yaodong, Chen Haonan, and about ten others, their eyes gleaming with ferocity.

The numbers instantly reversed, and the atmosphere became tense.

Pheasant's expression changed, and he whispered, "Damn it! Brother Nan, there are too many people!"

"Damn it, we've been ambushed?" Da Tian Er reacted quickly, immediately grabbing a crooked wooden stool from the ground and holding it tightly in his hand.

Bao Pi and Jiao Pi, their faces pale, looked at the gleaming weapons and the menacing crowd around them: "Brother Nan... what do we do now?"

Chan Ho-nam's heart sank, but there was no turning back now that things had come to this.

He also picked up a broken wooden stool and shouted, "What are you afraid of! Let's fight them!"

The Hung Hing members, having all lived a life of danger, immediately suppressed their fear upon hearing their leader's words and quickly formed a small circle back to back.

This is the experience they've gained from fighting: when facing an enemy with a numerical advantage, this way they can support each other and avoid being attacked from both sides.

However, in stark contrast to their defensive posture and high alert, Gao Jin and Xiao Fu moved almost the instant Da Sha finished encircling them.

Without the slightest hesitation or choice to defend, the two charged towards the densest part of the crowd like two arrows released from a bow!

They moved quickly and worked in perfect harmony.

Faced with the swinging sticks, the two did not dodge or evade, but instead countered with faster speed and more precise strikes.

boom!boom!

Gao Jin and Xiao Fu kicked almost simultaneously, accurately striking the chests of the two thugs at the front. The two men were sent flying backward as if hit by a speeding car, knocking down several people behind them.

Dodging a falling steel pipe, Gao Jin's elbow slammed into the attacker's ribs like a hammer, the clear sound of bones cracking making one's teeth ache.

The other person screamed and fell to the ground.

Xiao Fu then ducked and slid to avoid the sweeping chain, while simultaneously delivering a swift sweeping leg kick that knocked a person next to him to the ground. He then mercilessly stomped on the opponent's wrist holding the stick, making another cracking sound.

They act swiftly and ruthlessly, targeting vital points such as joints and soft spots.

Every time a move is made, one person will inevitably lose their fighting ability.

Fists, feet, elbows, knees—every part of the body became a deadly weapon.

Faced with chaotic attacks, they always manage to dodge them by the slightest margin and then deliver a fatal blow.

Occasionally, a few who manage to slip through the net and attempt to attack Lin Yaodong in the rear will immediately be "focused on" by both Gao Jin and Xiao Fu, and their fate will often be even worse.

This wasn't a fight at all; it was a one-sided crushing defeat.

At first, Chan Ho-nam and his men fought hard to defend themselves against the attacks around them, taking down one of them.

With his agility, Shanji took down one of them, Da Tian Er knocked another over with a stool, and Bao Pi and Jiao Pi worked together to pin another one down.

But when they had a chance to catch their breath and look at the main battlefield, they were all stunned.

The twenty-odd thugs who had been so aggressive just moments before were now lying on the ground, some clutching their arms and legs and howling in pain, others unconscious.

Only Gao Jin and Xiao Fu remained standing in the arena.

Their breathing was steady, and their suits didn't even have many wrinkles.

"Holy crap..." Chan Ho-nam finished off the last opponent who approached him, looked at the scene before him, and couldn't help but swear, his face full of shock.

The pheasant wiped his sweat, panting, "No way? That's so exaggerated?"

Holding half a bench leg, Da Tian Er muttered, "I'd heard that Brother Dong's men were fierce, but I didn't expect them to be this fierce..."

Bao Pi and Jiao Pi stared wide-eyed for a long time, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Gao Jin and Xiao Fu.

The battle began suddenly and ended even faster.

Xiao Fu and Gao Jin's eyes were fixed on Da Sha, who had been trying to shrink back but was blocked by his two henchmen who were too scared to move.

Big Fool: "Don't come any closer...don't hit me! Let me go...let me go! I'll tell you everything...I'll tell you everything!"

The two men stepped forward and, as if lifting a chick, lifted up the limp, ashen-faced Da Sha from either side, dragging him like a dead dog to Lin Yaodong.

Lin Yaodong remained standing in the same spot the whole time, a faint smile on his face.

He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped away the little bit of water that had splashed onto his glasses.

He strolled leisurely to a reasonably intact wooden bench, sat down, and crossed his legs.

Da Sha was thrown to the ground and made to kneel in front of Lin Yaodong, trembling like a leaf, his previous arrogance completely gone.

He clasped his hands together, his face contorted with grief, and pleaded in a tearful voice, "Brother Dong! Brother Dong! I'm so sorry! I was so foolish and blind to your faults! I was so ignorant! Please, have mercy on me, just let it go... I'll never do it again."

"Sorry, Big Fool, I'm new here and I messed up your place on our first meeting." Lin Yaodong looked down at him, his tone still calm, even with a hint of apology, but Big Fool heard it in a different way.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Big Fool shook his head like a rattle.

"Good job! Good job! I deserve it! I deserve a beating! You can smash up the place all you want, as long as you calm down, Brother Dong..."

Chan Ho-nam, Chicken, and the others also gathered around. Seeing the once arrogant Big Fool now in such a sorry state, the pent-up frustration from the Ba Bi incident finally vanished, and their faces regained the arrogance and swagger of gangsters.

The pheasant felt even more triumphant. He stepped forward from behind and slapped Big Fool on the back of the head, laughing and cursing, "You damn bastard! Why didn't you know what was good for you earlier? Did you have to get a beating to feel better? You're such a spineless jerk!"

"Yes, yes, I'm shameless, I'm shameless, Brother Chicken is right to teach me a lesson..." Big Fool dared not resist in the slightest and repeatedly agreed.

Lin Yaodong waved his hand, signaling Shanji to stop.

He got to the point, his voice low: "Where's my car?"

Da Sha looked up, a genuine look of grievance and confusion on his face: "Dong... Brother Dong, you... you have to tell me what kind of car it is? What's the license plate number? You came and didn't ask anything, just... just..."

He wanted to say "Just hit him," but seeing Gao Jin's cold eyes, he swallowed his words and instead said, "...I...I don't know which car yours is?"

"Slap!" Chicken delivered another slap. "You dare talk back? If you weren't so arrogant, barking like a mad dog, would my brother Gao Jin have stood up for you and taken action? You asked for this!"

"Yes, yes, it's my own fault, I deserve it..." Da Sha completely lost his temper.

Lin Yaodong said calmly, "A black Bentley, the latest model."

Big Fool's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Oh... a Bentley! A black, high-end Bentley!"