Hong Kong films: From street thugs to Hong Kong financial tycoons

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The sound of three hundred high-strength space alloy batons being launched simultaneously merged into a tooth-grinding metallic explosion in the silent night.

The more than one hundred Tung Sing gangsters, who had been howling like mad dogs, were now like ducks with their necks being choked, unable to utter a sound. Their arrogance and frenzy visibly transformed into extreme terror.

What kind of divine spectacle is this?

They were all dressed in bespoke black suits, all over 1.8 meters tall, with imposing figures like rows of black city walls.

What's even more terrifying is that these people don't have the slightest bit of the slovenly, street-smart thug vibe. Instead, they exude an extremely cold, disciplined, and mechanically ruthless aura, as if they could tear you to shreds at any moment.

"Gulp."

The henchmen behind Crow swallowed hard, their hands holding the watermelon knives trembling uncontrollably.

"Crow... who exactly is this film crew? Did they hire mercenaries to guard the set?"

One of the younger brothers had a sob in his voice, and his legs were already shaking.

"What's the panic? Damn it, you think you can pretend to be Superman just because you're wearing a shabby suit?!"

Crow was, after all, a notorious mad dog. After a brief moment of surprise, its inherent ferocity was fully unleashed.

He suddenly raised the machete above his head, roaring like a mad beast, "I've been in this business for so many years, what storms haven't I weathered? Even if they wear dragon robes, they still have two hands and two legs. We, the brothers of Dongxing, have all earned our living through bloodshed. Do you think we'd be scared to death by a bunch of security guards?"

"Kill them! I'll give you a 100,000 yuan reward for every one you kill. Skin these guys in suits alive!"

Lin Yao sat in the back seat of the car, rolled down the window, and took a deep breath of the slightly cool night air.

"The obstacles to the film have been cleared. Tomorrow, 'Mr. Zombie' will have a preview screening at Shengshi Cinemas."

Lin Yao cast his gaze across Victoria Harbour, the heart of Central.

"A billion-dollar physical defense line has been built. Now, it's time to prepare a last supper worth hundreds of billions for those foreign devils on Wall Street—a Black Monday!"