Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

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"You even brought Brother Zha here? Don't you know he's my arch-rival?"

"what?"

Niu Niu scratched his head. Had he grabbed the wrong person?

"Then, brother, should I go and take him out?"

Wang Taiyi glared at him.

"No need for that. After all, he's a... soul dancer. It's just that I can't face him with my true face here anymore. I can't ruin the lofty image I have in his heart."

"It was just a joke," Niu Niu pouted, thinking he had gotten himself into trouble.

"Oh, right, brother, there was also a father and son who dined and dashed, so I brought them along. They said they were the heirs of the Hongtai Group, do you know them?"

We know each other? We know each other very well.

Uncle Mei just left in the morning and came back in the afternoon. What is this? This is an inextricable and tangled fate.

"By the way, separate Ah Zha and Uncle Mei from the others."

......

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The prince was awakened from his coma by a commotion.

Uncle Mei, with an iron chain around his neck, was pounding on the door.

"Damn it, who is it? Is it Donghuangzi? Donghuangzi, you bastard, you actually went to such lengths for a meal? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the people of the underworld? I look down on you! Release me right now!"

The prince touched the forehead of the bronze statue that had been struck by Ah Hu and looked at the familiar surroundings. He cried. How did he end up back here again?

"Dad! Don't bother!"

"What did you say?"

Uncle Mei frowned as he looked at the prince lying on the bed like a dead fish. How could he not have any spirit of resistance? Is this still the offspring of Uncle Mei, the boxing champion?

"Squeak~"

The iron gate opened, and a figure appeared before the two, with long ears and a long tail.

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Chapter 237 Hua Sheng Returns

Upon seeing King Kong, the prince had already begun taking off his coat and was skillfully preparing to change into his overalls.

Uncle Mei was heartbroken to see his son like this.

My foolish son, you still don't understand what the true spirit of Hong Kong gangsters is! Fine! It's all because your dad spoils you too much. Today, your dad will teach you a lesson and show you what it means to be invincible!

"You laugh at me! You koala!"

Uncle Mei delivered a powerful swing punch to King Kong's smiling green face.

"boom!"

King Kong's head was knocked to the side by the punch, and then he turned his head to look at Uncle Mei in disbelief, as if wondering why this human had hit him.

"What are you looking at!"

"boom!"

Another punch.

Uncle Mei turned to look at the Crown Prince.

"Son! This is courage. As long as you have courage, what is a mere animal?"

The prince huddled up in fear, pointing behind Uncle Mei.

Uncle Mei closed his eyes with a sense of relief. Was he concerned about his father? Good son, this is the bond between us. Don't worry, your father's strength is beyond your imagination. A mere koala...

Uncle Mei suddenly felt a tightness in his shoulders. He turned his head and opened his eyes to see King Kong's two claws gripping his shoulders tightly.

"Ha! Let me go!"

Uncle Mei tensed his muscles in a horse stance, trying to break free from King Kong's control, but it was all in vain.

King Kong braced himself with his tail and kicked Uncle Mei in the stomach with both feet.

"what!"

Uncle Mei felt a sharp pain, but it was not over yet.

King Kong held onto Uncle Mei's claws tightly, unleashing a series of kicks that made Uncle Mei sway like a tattered sack, making the Crown Prince tremble.

Finally, King Kong, having had his fill of kicking, tossed Uncle Mei aside, then pulled a set of overalls from his satchel and threw it at Uncle Mei, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The crown prince, who was huddled in the corner, felt a sense of relief upon seeing this scene.

Another person appeared at the doorway. A deadpan figure walked in and kicked Uncle Mei, who was curled up on the ground coughing up blood.

"Are you dead or not? Now let's talk about your dine-and-dash incident. I heard you have a fixed deposit?"

......

"Waves surge and flow..."

"The mighty river flows on forever."

Inside the private room, Ah Zha sang and danced to himself, using the iron chains as a towel to rub between his legs, his dance moves still as captivating as ever.

Wang Taiyi, watching all this through the small window of the iron gate, couldn't help but sigh, "What a dancer who has etched dance into his soul! Who wouldn't love such an A-Zha?"

"never mind!"

Old Wang ultimately softened towards his dance rival.

“He’s a pure dancer, I can’t bear to torture him.”

Fei Xue, standing behind him, sighed at her elder brother's kindness.

"My brother is merciful, so, should my elder brother kill him?"

For Fei Xue, whatever her older brother did was right, whether it was killing or torturing people, thunder or rain, it was all her brother's kindness.

How could you be so cruel?

Wang Tai handed the phone to Fei Xue.

“Call that guy Huang Qifa upstairs and have him pick him up. We’re all friends. Let’s boost his performance and consider it a gift for his return to the police force.”

Fei Xue took the phone and nodded.

"Brother, what about the other two brothers? Were they released too?"

Wang Taiyi was surprised.

"How can that be? They can't dance. Keep them; I have a great use for them."

"Oh, right, there's also Watson."

Wang Taiyi then remembered that there was an undercover agent named Wang Huasheng.

"Watson? That dark-skinned idiot?"

"Yes, that's the guy with the dark skin. Is he demented? Never mind, take him to Jordan Police Station."

After giving Old Wang his instructions, he was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something.

"How's that new guy, Wang Jiu?"

Fei Xue was puzzled as to why her older brother asked such a question. What else could it be? Was he another one of her brother's key targets?

"Everything is normal. Does your brother need any special care?"

Wang Taiyi shook his head.

"Just be careful. This guy is no ordinary person. He knows hard qigong and divine strikes. He could easily turn the tables and kill you if you're not careful. Should we give you some heavy firepower?"

"Brother, there's no need for that. I can handle it perfectly well."

Fei Xue could indeed handle it. He had a very good impression of Wang Jiu because he was both tough and could withstand electricity. He had already been training him to be the new Thunder Child. Turns out it was just hard qigong after all.

Hearing his older brother say that, Wang Jiu can also use divine strikes? This involves the mystical side. Fei Xue rotated his left eye clockwise and his right eye counterclockwise. After thinking for a while, he came up with many ideas.

Since Feixue said it was no problem, then let's leave it at that.

"The movie will be released in a couple of days. Get Pu Guang ready; I need him."

The way Pu Guang was described by Lao Wang made it sound like some kind of prop.

......

"Zi~~~"

The tires rubbed against the ground.

A van drifted in front of the Jordan Police Station. Before it even stopped, the door was opened, and a sack was thrown out of the van and onto the front gate of the police station. Then the van sped away.

This is typical underworld practice; the people who drive vans in the underworld are skilled enough to be top driving instructors.