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"That's right!"
Dafei put his hands on his hips.
"Just like you think, I can fire a shell without using my hands. I'm asking you, isn't that cool!"
"it is good!"
Han Bin, the entertainer, led the applause.
"Clap!"
Jiang Tianyang's cigar fell onto the table.
The oldest member of the group, Uncle Dongxing, was feeling very uncomfortable.
“Mr. Jiang, the young people of Hongxing are really…unrestrained.”
Jiang Tianyang ignored him and stiffly turned to look at Wang Taiyi.
"Is this person really from Hongxing?"
Seeing his elder brother's appearance, Wang Taiyi resisted the urge to whistle and looked at Dafei on the stage with a deeply ashamed expression.
"Yes!"
"you sure?"
"Sigh! I hate to admit it, but this guy is really... probably drunk."
Jiang Tianyang grabbed a cigar from the table and took two deep drags.
On stage, Dafei continued.
"That's nothing. I recently learned a magical skill from a friend. That thing can turn automatically. I'll show you!"
He started to take off his pants as he spoke.
"Holy shit! It's you again, airplane!"
This time, without any orders, the plane took the initiative to attack and knock down the large aircraft.
"Hu~~"
Jiang Tianyang exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Ah Tai, are you familiar with the assassin business? You mean the kind that involves creating accidents."
"Brother, it's not that bad!"
On stage, Jimmy organized everyone to count the votes. During this time, he also sang a song to pass the time. Well, it was a song he wrote when he was bored, called "Recent Trends". Jimmy is quite talented.
As Jimmy chanted "Chase Ringo" while dancing his self-created Buddhist dance, the vote count finally came out.
The winner was a guy who smoked with his ears and drank alcohol through his nostrils, which the audience felt was the real superpower.
The second place winner was a gluttonous eater who devoured a roast goose in just three bites.
The other winners were also diverse and each had their own strengths, except for Dafei, of course.
"Dang! Dang!"
Wang Taiyi tapped on the table.
What do you guys think of this show? Will it become a hit?
The group of leaders discussed it animatedly, expressing their approval of the talent show, saying they found it entertaining and enjoyable, especially the many strange and unusual figures on stage.
They all felt this was a sure-fire way to make money and said they would definitely do more of this kind of thing in the future.
Everyone enjoyed the meal and left afterward.
......
Inside the luxury car.
Lian Haodong looked at his older brother, Lian Haolong, with a puzzled expression.
"Brother! Why are you investing money in Hongxing and their team? Who knows if they'll make a profit or a loss? It's not worth it."
Lian Haolong flipped through the baby product magazine in his hand without looking up; his mistress was due to give birth in two months.
“Hongxing doesn’t sell cigarettes, but it’s not a waste to occupy such a large area. So many people are watching. Now it depends on how capable Jiang Tianyang is. If he is as capable as his older brother Jiang Tiansheng, then this money is a gift. If he is not capable, then this money is a condolence payment.”
Lian Haodong asked curiously:
"So everyone wanted to kill Hung Hing, but without the leader, those gang leaders are all very powerful. They won't be easy to take down, especially that Tung Wong Tsai. He's not only rich, but I've also heard that he's never lost and no one can defeat him."
Upon hearing this, Tianhong, who was driving, blew on his blue bangs.
"Invincible?"
Lian Haolong turned a page of the magazine.
"It's just a legend. Some people even say I'm invincible. Without a leader, it's impossible for the rest of Hung Hing to be united. They can easily be defeated one by one. We're not the only ones eyeing Hung Hing. As long as Chiang Tin-yeung falls, Hung Hing will probably be finished."
I turned another page of the magazine.
"That's how the underworld is. There are no friends, only interests. Whoever is weak deserves to die, and you can't blame anyone else."
Lian Haodong said excitedly:
“By the way, bro, Wang Bao from Jordan seems to be in trouble lately. Should I…” Lian Haodong scratched his neck.
"Let's see how it goes. If we get the chance, we'll take him out. Rivals are enemies in the same trade. Besides... one of these powerful fat guys is enough for me."
...
On the Dongxing side.
Uncle Ben and Situ Haonan walked in front, followed by a group of his underlings.
"Hao Nan, this Jiang Tianyang is not simple. Be careful in the future."
"Him? Damn, how powerful can he be? I'm not even afraid of Jiang Tiansheng."
Uncle Ben laughed.
"You don't know what happened before. Back when Jiang Tianyang was in prison, Jiang Zhen made Jiang Tiansheng the leader of Hung Hing. After Jiang Tianyang got out, he fought with Jiang Tiansheng, who was in charge of the overall situation, for a long time before being driven out of Hong Kong. That guy is ruthless."
"Uncle Ben, should we tone it down a bit lately?"
"No need. I've had Yaoyang handle it. Let's see what level Jiang Tianyang is at now."
...
And Liansheng side.
"Hey chicken, give me some money, I want to go flying."
"You're asking me for money to hire prostitutes again? Have you no shame?!"
"Damn, are you going or not?"
"......go!"
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Chapter 141 The Count of Monte Cristo
Jiang Tianyang was more interested in doing business than being a business leader. He talked at length with Wang Taiyi about his business plans and also expressed his interest in the entertainment industry. He said that when he learned that Wang Taiyi also had a film company and a theater chain, he insisted on working with Wang Taiyi to make a movie together.
When they put Jiang Tianyang on the bus, the good brother kept muttering that he wasn't joking, and that he had a few good scripts in his possession.
It seems he really does plan to enter the Hong Kong entertainment industry.
After a busy day, all Old Wang wanted to do was go home and sleep.
Same night.
Tonight, the savages in the basement of the building are poking at the door with a wire.
These past two days have been absolutely unbearable.
That bastard Donghuang is inhuman! I just said a few sarcastic remarks to him, does it mean I'm uneducated and from the countryside?
I was locked up here and first I got beaten up, then some fat guy shocked me with an electric baton and made me recite some kind of big curse. He's a complete lunatic.
Today, the gatekeeper said that everyone went to the new boss's welcome banquet, and he's taking this opportunity to plan his escape.
Then, at the Hongxing Conference, he exposed Donghuang, that bastard, for killing his own disciples!
"Bah."
The door was opened, and Shengfan was overjoyed. It seemed that the skills he learned from his father to sneak in and pick locks hadn't been wasted; this was the inheritance of his father's skills.
The corridor was deserted.
"good chance!"
The savage ran wildly down the corridor, and from some of the rooms he passed, he heard men sobbing, and from others, he heard sounds that didn't sound like humans but like animals.
The savage was terrified. What the hell was this place? This Donghuang was inhuman! This place reminded him of concentration camps, evil scientists' laboratories, and secret rooms where perverted rich people imprisoned and played with their possessions...
The savages decided that once they escaped, they would expose this place.