Hong Kong variety show: Drawing lots to determine fate, sending a big shot to meet Jesus.

Seeing this, Chen Yang's eyes flashed with contempt, and he raised his hand to fire a shot.

Damn it, I was talking to someone, and you tried to ambush me? Well, I'll send you to meet Jesus!

"Bang!"

Just as Hua Tian touched the handle of the Black Star gun, a gunshot rang in his ears.

Before he could react, he felt a tickle on his brow, and a foreigner with chicken wings on his back appeared before him, before his consciousness went dark.

"Why is there a gunshot? Could Hua Tian have killed him?" Huang Bingyao's expression changed drastically, and the image of Chen Yang being shot dead by Hua Tian flashed through his mind.

"Boss, are you cursing me?!" Chen Yang couldn't help but curse.

"You idiot, you're not dead?"

"You fat bastard, even if your grave grows grass, I won't die!"

"Haha..." Huang Bingyao laughed wildly.

Great achievement!

Whether Hua Tian is alive or dead, he can handle the foreigners.

"Ah Yang, you're a gangster, not a philanthropist. Why have you been doing charity work for me these past few days?" Wong Bing-Yiu couldn't help but ask.

Hua Tian had just robbed the gold shop.

Chen Yang shot the other party right afterward. Was it this kid's doing?

"You fat bastard, I delivered the sales figures for you, and you're sending me to jail!" Chen Yang cursed, his face full of displeasure.

"Hey, now that you've risen to power, the rules say we have to bring you back as a show of force!"

There are hundreds of community organizations throughout Hong Kong Island.

Any gangster who rises to become a gang leader will be taken back to the police station and detained for a few days.

This is a reminder to these gangsters that the police are the ones in charge in Hong Kong!

"We'll send someone over to Tuen Mun later. I'll help you, you help me, and we'll all benefit!"

"You loser..."

"Given such a generous gift, you're still willing to call me Mr. Chen?" Chen Yang frowned.

"This little bastard is getting more and more arrogant," Wong Bing-yiu said through gritted teeth. "Mr. Chan, I'm calling the guys at Tuen Mun Police Station over now, but you still have to come to the station for coffee!"

"Don't worry, it's only for a few hours, no one will hit you!"

"Drink your mother's ass!" Chen Yang cursed and hung up the phone.

"You little brat, you're getting more and more arrogant, you actually dared to hang up on me!" Huang Bingyao couldn't help but curse as he looked at the phone.

Walking up to Hua Tian, ​​Chen Yang stomped on his head: "With such a clean-cut appearance, wouldn't it be better to sell your ass? Why did you have to become a ruthless bandit!"

The original intention was to let Hua Tian live a few more minutes.

It's his own fault for being so useless!

Blame it?

Suddenly, Chen Yang's temples throbbed violently, and a sense of danger instantly erupted within him. He quickly turned his head to the side.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out behind Chen Yang. The hot bullet grazed his hair and struck the wall.

The moment the gunshot rang out, Chen Yang also raised his gun and kept pulling the trigger in the direction of the gunshot.

"Bang! Bang!"

The gunshots fell silent instantly.

Chen Yang glanced at the popping beads that he had just gone to buy tools and saw them lying on the ground.

Reaching the unseeing, gaping bullet, Chen Yang changed his magazine and fired several more shots into the head.

"You ugly bastard, you dare to ambush people like that? You deserve to die ten times over!"

That's so cruel!

Hua Tian, ​​watching from the sky, saw that even after death, Bao Zhu would be subjected to headshots and corpse whippings, and couldn't help but shed tears of sorrow.

Then, Chen Yang kicked the popping bead down the mountain, creating the impression that the robbers were fighting amongst themselves because they couldn't divide the loot.

This way, they can openly and legitimately seize the gold for themselves.

Even if Huang Bingyao knew that Chen Yang had cheated him out of gold, he couldn't find any evidence to accuse him.

"Five million in gold is 5 grams, or 25 kilograms!"

Picking up the heavy bag, Chen Yang's face was full of smiles as he activated the control panel and deposited the gold into it.

[Impurities removed, 4.5 grams of gold + 5000g]

Gold: 50459.5 grams

[Number of chances to participate in the lottery: 50]

Chen Yao was ambushed by the explosive bead just now and almost got killed. He really wants to draw the bulletproof vest.

Even if you get shot, it won't be a big deal.

"Lottery draw, 20 draws, please give me a bulletproof suit, preferably with a helmet!"

As the roulette wheel spins.

Chen Yang, as expected, drew a red bulletproof suit.

"Wow, I actually won!" Chen Yang laughed.

Thankfully it wasn't pink; although I could pull it off, it would have been too flashy.

The suit tag reads: "Material: Carbon nanotubes; bulletproof, stab-proof, explosion-proof; colorfast and shrink-proof."

"Not bad!" Chen Yang nodded in satisfaction, then put on the suit. It was too small and fit perfectly, as if it had been specially designed and tailored for him.

Nonsense! If you threw 20,000 grams of gold at someone, even their suit wouldn't fit properly, and their faceplate would be shattered!

In addition to bulletproof suits, this giveaway also includes C4 bombs, camera drones, guaranteed experience books, and voice changers!

He slammed the experience book onto the Bajiquan site, and a surge of heat erupted within Chen Yang's body, coursing through his limbs and bones, filling him with immense power.

Name: Chen Yang

[Physical constitution: 9 (average person: 6)]

Skills: Firearms (Level 3); Muay Thai (Level 5, Master); Bajiquan (Level 5, Master)

Gold: 30459 grams.

[30 chances to draw a prize, minimum 10 draws]

With a physique of 9, comparable to a special forces soldier, Chen Yang felt he was even more awesome than Ip Man.

Ip Man could fight ten people, and Chan Yeung could fight at least twelve, which corresponds exactly to the twelve branches of Hung Hing!

Unfortunately, Chen Shen wanted to fight the Golden Lion King, and he still had a long way to go before he could fight ten of them.

But there's definitely no problem with the combination of Hong Kong student and beautiful He Min.

"How about we go for it with Liu Piaopiao and ANN first?"

Thinking it through, Chen Yang immediately returned to the Tuen Mun nightclub.

"Brother Yang!"

As soon as they got out of the car, Chen Yang led Hua Di, Luo Tianhong, A Ji, and the four-man knife-wielding group into the nightclub.

Upon seeing Chen Yang, many of Wo Luen Shing's henchmen on both sides of the street excitedly shouted his name.

"Brother Yang, you're so awesome! The leader of the 10th District of Wo Luen Shing, Tuen Mun!"

It's clear that the gang has already spread the news of Chen Yang's rise to power.

Throughout history, those who can expand and conquer new territories are all formidable figures, like Chen Yang, whose fame spread far and wide and who became incredibly popular.

"Mommy, call Piaopiao and Ann to keep Yang company!" Taibao, taking advantage of the situation, shouted at the still-attractive Mommy.

"Yes, I'll bring them over right away!"

Liu Piaopiao, dressed in a pure and innocent X-shirt, and ANN, a sexy and mature woman, were surrounded by a group of cool and sexy voluptuous women. It was truly a sight to behold!

"Brother Hua, take these with you!"

Chen Yang pushed several "human bombs" towards Hua Di and the four-man knife-wielding group.

"Thank you, Brother Yang!" Everyone shouted excitedly.

"Taibao, this is for you!" Chen Yang pointed to a woman with a seductive appearance.

"Thank you so much, Brother Yang!"

Tai Bao grinned lewdly and pulled her into his arms, asking, "Beautiful lady, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Gang!"

"Pfft!" Chen Yang had just taken a sip of the wine that Piaopiao had fed him, but when he heard the name, he immediately spat it out.

"Holy crap, you're so lucky!"

"Brother Yang, can I change to another one?" Tai Bao looked miserable.

With such a bold and uncouth name like Wang Gang, who's really messing with whom?

"Hey Taibao, you only last five seconds every time you fall like that. Wang Gang will definitely make you feel like you're in heaven!" Chen Yang laughed heartily, pulling out several large banknotes and tossing them to Wang Gang: "Take good care of my brother!"

"Thank you so much, Brother Yang!"

Wang Gang, his face beaming with excitement, winked at Chen Yang.

"Holy crap!" Chen Yang was stunned for a moment. This guy was really charismatic!

After a few rounds of drinks, Chen Yang's temper flared up, and he stomped Liu Piaopiao and AN on the ground in the private room.

They've completely turned the tables and become the dominant force!

"ANN," Piaopiao cried out, "Daddy...do!"

When the madam entered as Chen Yang had instructed, she was shocked to see the two women's horrific condition and exclaimed, "This...you were killed by a tiger..."

Liu Piaopiao, her legs trembling, gasped, "Brother Yang, he's fiercer than a tiger..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fainted.

ANN didn't even have the strength to speak.