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

Hong Kong Island International Airport.

Lei Qilong walked to the taxi waiting area carrying a suitcase.

After placing the suitcase in his hand on the ground, he dug into his jacket pocket and took out the hotel address that Yao Long arranged for him.

At this moment, someone suddenly covered his eyes from behind.

"Guess who I am??"

Tears Qilong heard this strange voice and said coldly: "Friend, I don't seem to know you. I have never heard your voice before."

A dagger has slipped from his sleeve into his hand!

Just when he was blindfolded.

Another person quietly walked up to him, picked up the suitcase that Lai Qilong had placed on the ground, and left quickly.

After seeing his accomplice succeed, the man behind him smiled and said:

"Really? It seems that I recognized the wrong person. Since you don't guess, forget it."

After saying that, he let go of his hands, slipped into the crowd of people leaving the airport, and disappeared in an instant.

Tears Qilong shook his eyes and turned around to see that the person who blindfolded him was no longer there.

Was it really a mistake?

Logically speaking, no one should know him when he first came to Hong Kong Island. It seemed like it was really a misunderstanding.

Putting away the dagger in his hand, Lei Qilong was about to pick up the suitcase.

He was confused.

"How can it be repaired (abominable)!!!!"

The little thieves in Hong Kong are so rude!

At this time, a car was crossing the road.

Zheng Jirong smiled, clapped his hands, and asked Amiao: "Where did you find those two guys? They are talents!"

"The blindfolded one is called Cheng Sheng, and the bald guy who stole the suitcase is Cheng Sheng's master. They are both famous charlatans in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Brother Rong said that he wanted to rectify the Seven Tears of Tears, so Ayi came to find him. "

"Not bad, not bad, especially this Cheng Sheng. He looks like a ghost. There is even a slight resemblance between his eyebrows and my senior brother."

Zheng Jirong sighed and then asked: "Have the arrangements been made at the hotel?"

"It's been arranged."

"Um……"

Zheng Jirong glanced at the tearful Qilong who was still furious outside the airport.

Because of the shooting incident at the ribbon-cutting scene two days ago, the officers in the West Kowloon Police District have been keeping a close eye on him these days.

Although no innocent people were injured at the scene, there were many celebrities and wealthy businessmen present, and the impact was still considerable.

If those assholes hadn't been watching, he would have just planted a time bomb in the car and the hotel where Lei Qilong was staying.

No matter how good your martial arts skills are, can they be better than Nobel Prize winners? !

Outside the airport.

Tears Qilong spat on the ground in displeasure.

Since Hong Kong people are so rude, there is no need for him to pretend to be a civilized person!

Fortunately, I had my weapons and ID with me and didn't put them in the box.

No matter, let’s contact the apprentice first!

Raising his hand to stop a taxi, Lei Qilong told him the hotel address and then lay down in the back seat with his eyes closed to relax.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a splendid hotel.

Lei Qilong got out of the car and looked at the hotel, nodding secretly with satisfaction. Although he didn't care about material enjoyment.

But he felt the Free Man's thoughts, and he was very satisfied with the apprentice he snatched away halfway.

Snapped! !

The taxi driver behind him patted the door and said unhappily:

"Old man, I haven't paid you yet!"

Lei Qilong frowned. His experience in Hong Kong Island this time was very bad. Did he not expect that even the quality of taxi drivers here is so poor?

He dug into his coat pockets, only to find them empty.

Lei Qilong's face froze, and his wallet seemed to be placed in a suitcase, and the suitcase...

Seeing his uncertain look, the taxi driver asked doubtfully, "What are you doing? You don't even have dozens of dollars, do you?"

"Yes! But..." Tears Qilong said slowly, "You have to wait a moment, I lost my wallet. I will call my friend later to send me money."

"Damn it!" the driver yelled angrily, "You're a street bastard, you want to default on your debt, right? You don't even want to ask who I am! Who dares..."

Seeing the driver whining non-stop, Lei Qilong took a deep breath and put his right hand into a fist in front of the driver.

"What? Are you rich again?"

The driver looked disdainful, and when he was about to reach out and take it, Lei Qilong's fist rushed straight towards his face, knocking him unconscious.

Looking at the driver who fainted on the steering wheel, Lei Qilong let out a long sigh.

Hurry up and get rid of that guy in Guanxi and leave. He doesn't want to stay in Hong Kong Island for another minute.

After a while.

Lei Qilong looked at the male front desk of the hotel in surprise.

"What are you talking about? My name is not there. Take a closer look. My name is Tears Qilong, which is the number seven, not paint!"

"Don't worry, sir, I'm definitely not mistaken. You are definitely not on the list of guests who have booked a room."

Lei Qilong handed the address that Yao Long had left for him to the front desk, "Take a closer look."

After taking a look at the note in his hand, the front desk suddenly realized: "Oh~ It turns out that sir, you booked the Regent Hotel. We are not the same Regent Hotel here."

"Where is the Regent Hotel?"

"You'll see it when you get to the end of the street."

Tears Qilong withdrew the note and left the hotel without looking back.

After a while, I looked at the "Regent Hotel" in front of me.

He fell silent.

There are no revolving doors, doormen, or red carpets. What comes into view is a dirty and messy staircase. A colorful neon sign hangs crookedly above the main door:

Regent Hotel!

Tears Qilong bravely walked up the stairs.

As soon as he arrived on the second floor, an aunt with curly hair and a cigarette in her mouth saw him and asked, "Seven Dragons of Tears, right? Come with me."

Following her, Lei Qilong arrived at the room reserved for him by his apprentice within a few steps.

The main room is only fifteen square meters at most. Opposite the door is a washbasin, with a bed and table next to it against the wall.

The quilt on the bed has not been folded yet, and there are more than a dozen books of "Uncle Emperor" scattered on the table.

At this time, the aunt next to me suddenly asked: "Sir, I think you are dressed very well. Do you want me to call you a lady? There are local products and Japanese girls."

"roll……"

"What?"

"I said get out! Get out of here!"

Tears Qilong could no longer suppress his inner anger and kicked the landlady unconscious, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Yao Long's number.

What are the "free men" doing? Are you entertaining me? !

After ringing for more than a dozen times and still not getting through, he hung up the phone angrily.

Where is my apprentice? !

At this time, the landlady on the ground blinked and seemed to get up again. Lei Qilong quickly raised his hand and punched again.

After knocking her unconscious again, he felt nauseous when he saw all the greasiness on his hands.

When he walked to the sink, he turned on the faucet and was about to wash his hands. The faucet suddenly exploded and water splashed everywhere, soaking all his clothes.

How can it be repaired! How can it be repaired! How can it be repaired! ! !

After cursing for a while, he looked at his clothes that were soaked with water.

Lei Qilong picked up the hair dryer on the table nearby, turned it on and pointed it at the clothes, but found that no hot air was blowing out.

"Buzz buzz..."

The front end of the hair dryer vibrated.

Tears Qilong raised his head and took a look...

Snapped!

He slammed the hair dryer against the wall!

Is this actually a razor? !

Ahhhhh! !

Tears Qilong vented his anger in the room. He couldn't stay in Hong Kong Island for another minute!

Sudden,.

A burst of white mist surged over the noodle pool.

A line of words appeared on the mirror.

〖Meet you at Dalang Park at 11pm. 〗

Snapped!

Tears Qilong smashed the mirror with one punch. He must give this bastard "Free Man" a good beating tonight.

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late at night.

In Dalang Park.

Zheng Jirong couldn't help but said to Linglingqi:

"Senior brother, do you think we are being too much?"

"What do you mean by this?"

"This Seven Tears Dragon is also one of the best masters in Japan. To deal with someone like him, according to my opinion, at least dozens of gunmen must be arranged in the nearby haystacks and woods. Wait for him to come over and shoot him to death.

Why do we have to fight him personally like now? "

Ling Lingqi nodded and said after a moment of silence: "Afa, why didn't you tell me earlier if you wanted to arrange a shooter? It's very tiring to fight in the park at night.

Tell me earlier, why didn’t you tell me earlier? "

While the two were still struggling.

A low shout came from not far away:

"Who are you two?! Where is my apprentice?!"

Zheng Jirong looked at the person who came, it was the Seven Dragons of Tears.

"Oh~ you are talking about your apprentice. He has deserted the dark side and turned to the bright side. He is currently having sex in a nightclub. He also asked us to give you a break if it is convenient. He wants to kill you with his own hands."

Lei Qilong's face turned cold. Has Yao Long's memory recovered?

The brainwashing and acupuncture methods in the organization were developed after decades of research.

It seems that there are experts in medical skills in the opposing camp, and they can even recover the memories after brainwashing.

He looked solemnly at the two people in front of him.

The man who spoke was dressed in black leather clothes and stood tall on the ground, putting a lot of pressure on him.

The other man was wearing a white suit, a top hat and a colorful tie. He even wore a pair of sunglasses at night, which made him quite agitated.

"Give me a breath? I want to see where you got such a big breath."

After saying that, he rushed out like an arrow and headed straight towards Linglingqi.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Ling Lingqi, the dagger from his sleeve slipped out and stabbed him fiercely.

——Bang!

There was a flash of cold light among the lightning and flint.

A butcher's knife appeared in Linglingqi's hand and cut off the dagger in Lei Qilong's hand.

At this time, more than a dozen flying knives were also shot at the Seven Tears Dragon.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tears Qilong raised his energy and slapped Lingling Qi with his palm.

Ling Lingqi raised the butcher's knife horizontally and held it in front of him, but Lei Qilong was indeed very angry, and he was still able to slap him back more than ten meters with one palm.

After waving his hand and knocking away the flying knives, the Seven Dragons of Tears gathered their true energy and faced Zheng Jirong.

The two exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant. With the help of super senses, Zheng Jirong could barely cope with it.

call!

A whistling sound came from behind Tears Qilong.

Ling Lingqi's butcher's knife arrived in time and struck him head-on!

After twisting and dodging, Zheng Jirong kicked off the ground, retreated seven to eight meters, and hit him with more than a dozen flying knives in the air.

Poof!

An accidental move.

A throwing knife stabbed into his shoulder.

Tears Qilong gritted his teeth. These two people were too difficult to deal with. If they continued to fight, they might end up here.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, waved his hand, fired a thunderbolt, and prepared to retreat first.

boom!

The thunderbolt bomb exploded, and a puff of smoke quickly filled the air.

Zheng Jirong was already prepared for this. He stared at the back of Tears Seven Dragons and fired one flying knife after another with his hand.

Seeing that Qilong wanted to run away, he quickly followed.

Zheng Jirong chased after Lei Qilong, shooting flying knives at him as if they were free of charge, but Lei Qilong seemed to have eyes in his back and was able to dodge every knife at the last moment.

Damn, this guy also has super senses?

Tears Qilong was also complaining at this time, where did this kid come from so many flying knives.

After Zheng Jirong wielded dozens of throwing knives and went out, there was no more goods in his portable space.

He suddenly saw a pistol in the space and waved it out!

I'll crush you to death!

Tears Qilong suddenly felt another blast of empty hands coming from behind his head. He turned his head to avoid it and found that what was thrown at him was a pistol.

He raised his hand to intercept it in mid-air, picked up the pistol and looked at it. The magazine was still full.

Hahaha, this idiot is so good at throwing throwing knives that he even throws out his gun?

He turned on the safety, turned around and pointed the gun at Zheng Jirong!

"Hey, hey, hey, don't do this!"

"Hmph! That's so long-winded!"

boom!

A bullet was shot from the back of the pistol, hitting the head and tearing up the seven dragons!

The legendary killer of a generation died at the hands of an "eccentric gun"!

The weird gun comes from the movie "Domestic Lingling Paint". If you shoot the bullet forward, it will come out backward. If you shoot the bullet backward, it will come out forward...

Are you afraid of Schrödinger's bullet?