Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

"So...Aki, your head was hit by a spittoon thrown by a passerby?"

"Yes, but speaking of which, I still blame that bastard Hua Fu. If he didn't send people to hunt down the eldest sister, then I wouldn't have to run away. If I didn't run away, I wouldn't have been hit by the spittoon."

"That's right, Brother Rong, Aji has good reasons. Without the flower Buddha, there would be no spittoon. Without the spittoon, Aji's head would not need to be injured."

Zheng Jirong shrugged after hearing this. A Fei's words were indeed correct.

He glanced at Aji, whose head was wrapped in gauze like an Indian Asan, and asked curiously: "Is the wound on your head big? Wrapped with so many layers of gauze?"

Aki, who was licking the ice cream, looked at Brother Rong blankly, "Wound? There is no wound, not even the skin is broken..."

As Aji spoke, he suddenly noticed that Brother Rong's face was slowly turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

Just as he was about to speak, Zheng Jirong stood up and slapped his head hard.

He swore and cursed:

"The skin is not broken! The skin is not broken! The skin is not broken!"

"I have been worried for a long time! In the end, your skin is not broken, right?"

After Zheng Jirong finished whipping, he turned to Ah Fei and asked, "Didn't you say that Ah Ji's head was so concussed that he couldn't lift it up?"

A Fei explained: "Yes, Brother Rong, there are too many gauze bags, which makes the head too heavy to lift."

"..."

Zheng Jirong glared at Aji with an innocent face, causing himself to worry for most of the day in vain!

After shaking his hands and sitting down again, Zheng Jirong asked the two of them: "I only heard a general outline of the matter between the Thirteenth Sister and the United Society Hua Fu on the phone. Now you can explain it to me in detail."

"oh……"

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Ten minutes later, Zheng Jirong had a rough understanding of the situation Thirteenth Sister encountered this time after listening to Ah Fei and the others.

It’s similar to what’s shown in the movie. Hua Fu from the United Society wanted to plant a flag on Bolan Street. After being rejected by the Thirteenth Sister, Hua Fu bribed her people and, with the tip from the traitor, sent a knifeman to intercept the flag. Kill Thirteenth Sister.

In the original film, Thirteenth Sister was well prepared for this. She contacted Han Bin, the spokesperson in Kwai Tsing District, Hung Hing, and asked him to be ready to provide support at any time.

But under the influence of the two demons of the space-time plane, not only Han Bin was suddenly unable to contact him, but the younger brother beside him was also seriously injured, and his most trusted friend A Qi was unexpectedly stabbed to death.

Even Thirteenth Sister herself was caught by Zheng Jirong and locked up in the basement.

Zheng Jirong looked at Afei Aji with satisfaction. He was indeed his favorite general. He had never failed since his debut!

He patted the two of them on the shoulders happily, "You have completed your mission this time very successfully! Later, you and A Miao will go upstairs to withdraw money. Each of you will receive 500,000 yuan as your reward."

"Wow! Is it true, Brother Rong!"

"Yes, I know that Brother Rong is the one who likes us the most."

Zheng Jirong smiled and said: "Of course it's true, I wouldn't have picked up a thirteenth girl for nothing without you two.

You guys sit here for now. When you get bored, go to the swimming pool and swim twice. If you feel hungry, tell Amiao. "

After saying that, he left Ah Fei and Ah Ji behind and prepared to go to the basement to meet Thirteenth Sister. He didn't know if she was as cool as in the movie.

After Zheng Jirong left, A Fei asked A Ji strangely: "Brother Rong slapped your head so many times just now, why didn't you feel any pain?"

"How can it hurt when my head is wrapped like a mallet? Not only is it not painful, it's also very comfortable."

"Damn, you really deserve a beating." After A Fei finished teasing, he couldn't help but said: "Now that the eldest sister is in trouble, can we return to Brother Rong's banner this time?"

Aji nodded, "Of course, didn't Brother Rong agree to us? If we deal with Thirteenth Sister, we will return to the league.

Brother Rong is so kind to us, so he can't break his promise. "

"makes sense."

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In the basement at this time.

As soon as Zheng Jirong opened the door, he saw Thirteenth Sister lying on Arun's body with her hands and feet tied behind her back.

hiss……

But I didn’t expect the addiction to be so big?

Are you interested in having your hands and feet tied?

Or at someone else’s house!

At this time, Thirteenth Sister and Arun also saw Zheng Jirong standing at the door.

When their eyes met, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Zheng Jirong was silent for a while and said hesitantly: "How about I go out first and then come in after you are done."

"Hey, don't get me wrong!" Thirteenth sister quickly explained: "We just want to untie each other's knots with our mouths, and we are definitely not doing anything else!"

Arun also said: "Yes, we just want to escape, don't look so strange in your eyes!"

"Oh~ So you just want to escape," Zheng Jirong smiled and shook his head, "Then don't waste your efforts. The knot that binds you is called a wild boar buckle, and wild boars can fasten it, let alone you."

"Humph, you don't have to gloat about Guanxi's misfortune. If you have anything to say, just say it! Why did you tie us here? And where is Aqi? How is she doing now?"

Zheng Jirong slowly walked down the stairs to the basement, calmly picked up a chair and sat across from her.

He looked at her condescendingly and said, "You Hongxing are all supercilious, and your attitude toward your savior is too perfunctory."

Thirteenth sister curled her lips when she heard this, "Savior? You will save us if there is no good? And the same thing is that bastard Ah Fei. If I had known, I wouldn't have let him call people, who knew I would call you here!"

Zheng Jirong nodded in agreement and said, "I have heard about you from Ah Fei and others, and I have to say, Thirteenth Sister, you really surprised me.

It’s okay for a small United Society with thousands of people to plant a flag on your Bolan Street. It still has the guts to send people to intercept and kill you, the leader of the Hongxing Hall. Let me see, you, the Bolan of Hongxing, It’s better not to be a street leader. "

Thirteenth sister's face turned cold when she heard this, "What do you mean?"

"The meaning is very clear. From now on, Bolan Street will be under the control of our town, Guanxi, and Mong Kok will be all the same from now on!"

"All the same?" Thirteenth sister sneered: "Zhen Guanxi, do you think you can directly take over Bolan Street if you kidnap me? Does Mr. Jiang agree? Does Hong Xing agree?"

Zheng Jirong said calmly: "If Jiang Tiansheng has any objections, let him talk it over with me. But speaking of it, several of your Hongxing hall leaders really don't worry about Longtou. He is probably worried about matters in Kwai Tsing District at this time." I’m exhausted.”

Thirteenth sister's heart tightened when she heard this, and she hurriedly asked: "Kwai Tsing District? What happened to Han Bin?! Did something happen to him?"

Zheng Jirong did not deliberately whet her appetite and said: "Wang Bao from Kwai Tsing District sent a large group of people into Han Bin's territory early this morning. The leader was a knife master named Ajie. I heard that Han Bin had already He put me in the ICU, tsk tsk, tsk, tsk, it’s really miserable.”

"Han Bin, he..." Thirteenth sister looked stunned. She had wondered why she didn't contact Han Bin at the critical moment, but she didn't expect it to be this reason.

Ignoring the sad Thirteenth Sister, Zheng Jirong felt itchy when he thought of Wang Bao's Ajie.

From the original film, it seems that this man's swordsmanship is really good and he is considered a master.

I just don’t know if anyone is as tall as him, three or four stories tall.

I hope readers will continue to read it. It is very important to me to continue reading. If I don’t follow up on it, it won’t be recommended. If it doesn’t get recommended, no one will read it. If no one reads it, my writing will be in vain.

When the time comes, I will write a terrible word on your legs!