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

In those days, there were no computer printers.

Huang Bingyao usually struggles to type even 500 words on an old-fashioned typewriter.

Huang Bingyao is now demanding that he write a 50,000-word self-criticism in one night; he might as well just kill him.

"You bunch of losers, do you also want to write a self-criticism with him?" Huang Bingyao's gaze swept over the men behind Huang Zhicheng.

Everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they lowered their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

Huang Bingyao scolded everyone, then swaggered into Jinyang Company with his hands on his hips and his belly sticking out.

Upon seeing Chen Yang playing mahjong, he threw a hood over his head and shouted sternly, "Handsome Yang, come with me, or you'll suffer!"

"Sir, so many people have worn this hood, it stinks like a dead crab, get a paper bag!" Chen Yang threw the hood aside with a look of disgust.

"No, I'll just bring one of my own!"

Huang Bingyao glared at Chen Yang and said irritably.

The reason they came to Tuen Mun to arrest Chan Yeung was just to put on a show for Wong Chi Shing.

Tell them that from now on, Yang's case is his responsibility, and they shouldn't interfere without permission!

Chen Yang looked at Gang Sheng, who was wearing black stockings today.

Hong Sheng blushed, went inside, took off her stockings, and handed them to Chen Yang.

Wearing it on his head, Chen Yang said with a look of pure bliss, "It smells wonderful..."

......

"You worthless bastard, you've made a huge mess of things. Now the New Territories South Police Station has your name listed at the top of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau's (OCTB) rankings, even below the head of the Tung Sing triad!"

Huang Bingyao looked at Chen Yang and couldn't help but complain.

"Boss, a dinosaur smashed my shop, am I supposed to just sit idly by?" Chen Yang glanced at Huang Bingyao and said.

"Would it kill you to let this go? You sell boxed lunches in Sham Shui Po, and this fight blocked the entire street. If I hadn't been there to keep them in check, I would have arrested all your men already!"

Huang Bingyao stared intently at Chen Yang, his eyes wide like a bull's.

You damn handsome boy, if you talk back again, I'll crush your head right now.

Don't think you can get away with it just because I boost your sales figures!

Unless you get my gun back!

But that's so embarrassing!

Not wanting to get caught up in Huang Bingyao's scheme, Chen Yang looked down at the other man's gun holster: "Boss, where's your 'Kindness Gun'?"

"What's it to you?" Huang Bingyao instinctively covered his gun holster, his entire demeanor instantly froze.

"Boss, the undercover agent you sent out isn't very dedicated; he's busy picking up girls all day!"

"You bastard, stop talking nonsense!" Wong Bing-yiu slammed his fist on the table and shouted.

The undercover agent sent out is an elite instructor from the Flying Tigers; I believe he can retrieve his sidearm in just a few days.

"The teacher he dated is my girlfriend!" Chen Yang's tone was calm, but it was like a thunderbolt that exploded in Huang Bingyao's mind!

"What?! He's using my salary to pick up girls, and my nephew's wife no less?!"

"If I don't make sure I kill this Stephen Chow, I'll change my surname to yours!" Huang Bingyao's face was full of viciousness, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

Chen Yang shook his head slightly: "Bring back the undercover agent, and I'll find you a gun!"

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Huang Bingyao looked at Chen Yang with suspicion.

"Then I don't care anymore!"

Chen Yang glared at Huang Bingyao and then spread his hands out.

"I misspoke. You're very capable, don't be angry. Of all the undercover agents I sent out, you're the most promising, even surpassing Hung Hing..."

Huang Bingyao immediately changed his tune and showered him with praise.

The superintendent wiped my shoes!

That was so awesome!

Chen Yang said smugly, "As far as I know, your 'Gun of Kindness' was stolen by a student named Xiao Yao..."

"Then hurry up and get it back!" Huang Bingyao said anxiously.

Zhou Xingxing spent half a month investigating at the school, but he didn't get any leads.

And what about Chen Yang?

Less than two minutes after he sat down, he received good news.

He truly deserves to be called a great philanthropist!

Stephen Chow is such a good-for-nothing, wasting so much time!

"Little Demon's boss is Da Fei from the Number Gang. This scoundrel pretends to run a finance company, but secretly he's involved in arms dealing!"

Chen Yang looked up at Huang Bingyao: "You want me, a gangster, to investigate arms dealing and demolish houses?"

"At such a young age, you're already behaving badly, stealing my gun to sell?" Huang Bingyao pretended not to hear Chen Yang and started cursing the little devil directly.

Seeing this, Chen Yang cursed irritably, "You fat bastard, you want the horse to run, but you won't even give it grass!"

"Ah Yang, you're an undercover agent, so I can't get you a gun. But I can get you a bulletproof vest!"

Huang Bingyao spoke with concern, and he was also worried that something might happen to Chen Yang.

"Forget about the colonial police's bulletproof vests!"

I remember Dafei had a truckload of AK47s. They were powerful and had strong penetrating power; ordinary bulletproof vests couldn't stop them at all.

Besides, he already won a bulletproof suit, so why would he care about a bulletproof vest!

"How can I help you?"

"When can I leave?" Chen Yang asked directly.

Huang Bingyao glanced at the time: "At least until the end of the workday!"

"You want me to stay here for four hours?" Chen Yang's eyes widened.

The police station was originally giving Wong Bing-yiu face, but they still wanted him to stay for so long.

"Either stay in my office, or spend 48 hours in detention!"

After leaving a single sentence, Huang Bingyao got up and left the office.

"You ungrateful wretch, you fat bastard, I curse you to die a horrible death!"

Watching Huang Bingyao's retreating figure, Chen Yang cursed viciously.

"oops!"

Just as he stepped out of the office, Huang Bingyao tripped over his own leg and fell hard to the ground, screaming in pain.

"Ha ha!"

Chen Yang looked smug.

.....

When Chen Yang was in jail, Lin Huai Le received the news and was immediately overjoyed.

"Haha, you hotshot, acting so arrogant in the meeting, you should go to jail for a few days!"

After the initial excitement subsided, Lin Huaiyue picked up the phone and called the corrupt cop he had bribed over the years: "Old Li, I need your help with something!"

"The Department of Health? I don't know anyone there. The hawker management team leader, though, is someone I know!"

"Okay, I'll let them go together!"

Lin Huai-le's face was sinister: "You handsome bastard, you're not qualified to run for office. I'll cut off your source of income first, and if you still don't know what's good for you, I'll kill you!"

"And Uncle Deng, wait until I'm in charge, you'll be sorry!"

.....

Sham Shui Po, Shanghai North Street!

Taibao and his henchmen, including Mang Hui, were selling boxed lunches on the street.

"Line up, line up! If you don't line up, get out of Sham Shui Po, or I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

Taibao, holding a spatula, pointed at several workers who tried to cut in line and shouted angrily!

He exuded a murderous aura, and passersby quickly avoided him.

"Brother Taibao, they've lined up in Hongtai's territory, and they'll be collecting fees again soon!" Blind Hui said with a worried expression.

"Great! My boss is Handsome Yeung, the leader of Tuen Mun. He's not even afraid of Hung Hing, so why would he be afraid of Hung Tai, this second-rate triad? If they dare to come over, we'll beat them up!"

Taibao's face was full of hostility.

Since taking down Sang Biao, he's no longer the cowardly and timid gangster he used to be.

He is not a ruthless person, but a person capable of withstanding all odds.

Of course, this is just Taibao's overconfidence; when a real fight breaks out, he will still find a place to hide.

"Hey, who gave you permission to sell boxed lunches here!"

A stern, authoritative voice boomed in Tai-bao's ears. Without turning his head, Tai-bao blurted out, "You bastard, this is Wo Luen Shing's territory, why can't it be sold?"

"Brother Taibao, they are..." Blind Hui quickly reminded Taibao, looking at the dozen or so public officials in uniform in front of him.