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

Chapter 424 "Kouya!!!"

There is no fancy high-tech, nor any cruel torture to extract confessions.

In this Hong Kong complex world, there are countless props and magical powers that do not follow any logic. Let alone James Bond, even if Jason Bourne and Ethan Hunt come together, they will only be able to catch them in the end and lie on the tiger bench obediently. Eat bean paste buns.

After feeding them a dozen lollipops and a bunch of bean paste buns, not to mention the details of this mission, the two guys even revealed things like wetting the bed when they were children and spying on the widow taking a bath.

James Bond even hugged Zheng Jirong's legs and cried loudly. He was so ashamed that he even had thoughts of suicide.

In the lobby on the first floor, Zheng Jirong hung up the phone in his hand and nodded to Ling Lingqi beside him.

As far as these two people knew, all the safe houses of the Yu Kingdom on Hong Kong Island had been destroyed, and many spies hidden in various walks of life among the people had also been captured.

Ling Lingqi lit up a cigarette with relief, then crossed her legs and asked leisurely: "Arong, since you have asked all the questions you should ask now, what are you going to do with the two foreign devils in the interrogation room? Kill them directly?"

"Um"

Zheng Jirong pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Brother, we are neither terrorists who smuggle arms, nor are we vicious international criminals. Although we are pretending to be a member of the society and are directors of the high table, these are just for the sake of It’s just to serve the country better, to put it bluntly.”

He went on to explain: "Before I killed their members of the House of Commons, it was because they attacked me first, but the situation is different now. Killing Bond will not do us any good, it will only lead to crazy revenge from MI6 ”

"tsk"

In the courtyard, a group of shirtless, muscled men gathered together, watching the two men fighting with all their attention.

"Lock! Lock him quickly!"

Zheng Jirong hurriedly denied: "I'm not the kind of person who is so lustful that I'm just a woman, not my wife, so there's nothing I can't bear to part with!"

After listening to his words, Ling Lingqi digested it and nodded slowly, "What you said makes sense, and the north and European and American countries are in the honeymoon period now, so we don't need to make the relationship too tense."

He shrugged at Ling Lingqi, "We are all good people. There is no need to go on a killing spree just because of some grudges."

"I just think that they are national-level agents after all, especially this James Bond. Although he is a little wet, he is a real ace agent of MI6. How can we still treat him when he has already revealed his identity? If he was killed, wouldn’t it be clear that he was going against the country of Yu?”

"That is to say, we are on the right track now, and there is no need to actively get involved in these political disputes."

Hearing this, Ling Lingqi raised her brows and looked Zheng Jirong up and down, and joked, "Why don't you just say that you can't bear to kill that foreign girl."

Although it was already late at night, the lights in the villa were still bright.

After bidding farewell to Ling Lingqi, Zheng Jirong did not go home directly, but went to a seaside villa he had specially prepared for Gui Wangda and others.

".Makes sense!"

Zheng Jirong had just parked the car and before opening the door, he heard bursts of fierce shouting coming from the courtyard.

"Just hand over one! We have to keep one in our hands to warn MI6 of the consequences of offending us!"

"How can it be!"

"Steal the peach! Steal the peach quickly!"

Zheng Jirong immediately made the decision: "Just send someone to send this James Bond to the north. With his status and qualifications, the Republic of China will definitely exchange him back through diplomatic means. Then it will be none of our business." ”

Tomorrow is the final of the three-place boxing championship, and I don’t know how prepared A Yin is.

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"What about the woman?"

They clenched their fists, shouted loudly, and cheered for one of the parties. If it weren't for the fact that they lived in a single-family villa, they would have been warned by neighbors that they were disturbing residents.

Zheng Jirong didn't say anything after entering. Instead, he stopped outside a few people and looked in using his height advantage.

Good guy!
This kid He Jinyin is actually fighting hand-to-hand with Thomas who drives a foreign food truck!
This Thomas has practiced martial arts since he was a child. Not only is he tall and strong, but he is also proficient in various Chinese and Western boxing techniques. Logically speaking, He Jinyin, the delivery boy, cannot be his opponent.

However, after Gui Wangda's long-term training and unique food supplement plan, He Jinyin, who was originally thin, has now transformed.

Now he is like Stephen Rogers who took the super serum. Not only has he practiced well, but his boxing skills are also perfect!

"Bang!" Thomas's punch hit He Jinyin hard in the abdomen, but He Jinyin cleverly turned sideways like a loach to avoid the fatal blow.

A trace of surprise flashed in Thomas's eyes. After he smiled at He Jinyin, he stopped holding back and pounded the opponent with his fists like raindrops.

However, He Jinyin was as if dancing, dodging every attack lightly.

His movement is like running water, seemingly weak, but he can explode with amazing power at critical moments.

Just when Thomas' attack was gradually losing its structure, He Jinyin suddenly seized the opportunity.

He stepped forward, grabbed Thomas's wrist tightly with both hands, and then pulled hard, pulling the guy's body towards him.

Immediately afterwards, he bent his legs and sank, slamming Thomas, who weighed far more than him, to the ground.

Thomas struggled to get up, but He Jinyin was already riding on him.

He locked Thomas' throat tightly with both hands and squeezed hard.

Thomas, who was pinned and unable to move, turned red instantly. He struggled to break free, but He Jinyin's locking skills, which had been trained by the big truck for several months, were like an iron hoop, preventing him from moving.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

Thomas, who really couldn't find a way to solve the problem, could only reluctantly slap the ground to indicate defeat.

"Yes!!!"

He Jinyin quickly let go of his hand, jumped up, and waved his fists excitedly.

Among the Hong Kong players, Thomas was the strongest. However, he was defeated by a delivery boy who had not been practicing martial arts for a long time. You can imagine He Jinyin's inner excitement.

"I'm sorry, Brother Thomas." He Jinyin helped Thomas who fell on the ground, scratched his head, and apologized with some embarrassment: "I wanted to win too much just now, so I hit harder."

"Damn, you're laughing at me." "How dare I, Brother Thomas."

Thomas smiled and hammered He Jinyin's chest. Although he was a little unhappy, he had to admit that this kid was indeed a prodigy in martial arts. Not only was he as fast as a loach, but he could always predict himself before he could. The next move, coupled with the amazing locking skills, the defeat was not unjust.

"Not bad."

Gui Wangda patted He Jinyin's shoulder with satisfaction, and then sighed: "With these methods I taught you, when you face off against Senior Brother tomorrow, you will have no problem surviving the first three rounds!"

When he thought of the senior brother who was going to duel with him, He Jinyin, who was still full of confidence, suddenly stopped. As a lucky player who had always had byes, he watched the Japanese senior brother punch all the way to the finals.

Almost everyone who had fought against him had suffered broken muscles and bones. When he thought about having to fight against such a humanoid tyrannosaurus, He Jinyin really couldn't muster any confidence.

"Survived the first three rounds?"

At this moment, Zheng Jirong walked in from behind the crowd. After seeing him, everyone gave way in surprise.

He frowned and glared at the old boy Gui Wangda, "I spent tens of millions to let you train Hong Kong players, but your goal is to let Ah Yin survive the first three rounds?!"

"Uh Ah Rong, why are you here?" Ghost Wangda immediately scratched his butt in embarrassment after seeing Zheng Jirong.

To be honest, he felt a little sorry for Zheng Jirong, his sponsor. He spent so much money to train these boxers, but in the end, none of them could reach the finals based on their strength.

People like Thomas almost killed everyone before they met the senior brother, but when they met the senior brother, not one of them survived the round.

The only one who can reach the finals is He Jinyin, who has always had byes!
Nowadays, the entire Hong Kong media is bad-mouthing them, and even promotes the theory that "Kung Fu is dead".

Just looking at the odds of 10 to 10 for the lucky boy He Jinyin, you can see how much the people of Hong Kong dislike them.

In this regard, Zheng Jirong can only say that Kung Fu is dead. This may make sense in other time and space, but in this time and space, even if technology dies, Kung Fu will not die.

He glared at Ghost King Dahou angrily, and said seriously to He Jinyin: "Ah Yin, you don't have to think about anything tomorrow, just put all the things you have learned these days into practice. I guarantee you will win! After tomorrow, you will Will become a Kung Fu superstar like Long Wei!”

"Is it really possible to live in such a covered place, Brother Rong?"

"Don't worry, you represent Huasheng. It's hard to lose even if you want to!"

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The next day, at dusk, the Hung Hom Stadium was bustling with people, and the much-anticipated boxing championship between the three places was held as scheduled.

Perhaps it was because Big Brother's performance in the first few games was so appalling that the audience almost unanimously waved banners and flags in support of him.

It's not too much to say that you worship Japan and favor foreigners. Normal people are born with a mentality of admiring strength. In addition, most of the people who can come to watch are fighting fans, so it is reasonable for the big brother to have many supporters.

Of course, in addition to those who support Senior Brother, there are also many spectators in the gymnasium holding banners of eagle claw gates and Tai Chi. These are almost all disciples from local martial arts schools who come to support their referee master.

In the VIP aisle, Zheng Jirong greeted the wealthy businessmen and celebrities warmly, and then took Cheng Leer to sit in the first row.

Originally, he wanted to bring Ruan Mei here with him, but after all, this girl is pregnant now, and it is inconvenient to travel, and if she is beaten to a bloody mess, scaring a pregnant woman is no joke.

So this time he brought Leer, who always liked watching others fight, to watch the game together.

As soon as the two sat down, Cheng Leer picked up the betting form curiously, with excitement in his eyes: "Oh, Ah Yin's odds are actually ten to one! So if you buy ten thousand yuan, it can be turned into one hundred thousand?"

Hearing this, Zheng Jirong said amusedly: "I have to remind you that Ah Yin's high odds mean that all odds are against him. If you buy this money, you will most likely lose it."

"cut!"

Cheng Leer was unmoved, with a hint of confidence on his lips: "Ah Yin is competing on behalf of your company, and the biggest sponsor of this boxing match is you. I don't believe he will lose."

She immediately called the staff and threw all the cash in her bag at He Jinyin. She shook the note in her hand proudly and said, "When I win the money, I'll treat you to dinner."

Zheng Jirong smiled and shook his head. The biggest handicap in Hong Kong is Hua Sheng. Judging from the current situation, no one will win more than him tonight.

However, what Cheng Leer said just now actually represents the psychology of many wealthy businessmen. Anyone who knows his character knows that no matter how strong this senior brother is, He Jinyin, who fights on his behalf, will never lose.

It's just that almost none of the people who understand him are short of money. There is no need to put heavy pressure on He Jinyin and offend himself by showing off to him.

Soon, players from both sides began to appear.

First of all, there was the senior brother in a blue robe. As soon as this guy came out of the player tunnel, cheers like a mountain roaring and a tsunami rang out in the entire gymnasium.

The big brother who pushed all the way and always knocked down his opponent in the first round has accumulated huge popularity for himself.

Amid the overwhelming cheers, the senior brother stepped onto the ring, threw off his robe, jumped onto the stage, raised his right hand high, and glanced fearlessly at the audience, each sight triggering a burst of screams.

As expected of a senior who only knows how to make Kung Fu movies, he really has style!
Immediately afterwards, He Jinyin, wearing a red jersey with the two characters "Huasheng" embroidered on it, slowly entered the ring.

Although he was not as tall as his senior brother, his demeanor was unusually relaxed, and he even had a faint smile on his lips.

At this time, the crowd that was still cheering suddenly became much quieter, and even booed.

This He Jinyin had a bye from the preliminaries to the finals. They would never believe it if there was no shady story. In their eyes, this guy was just here to deliver food. They just hoped that this kid could last a little longer and not be knocked out in one second.

On the ring, Wen Tailai, who was guest referee for this game, coughed slightly and told the two people about the rules of the game. After he finished speaking, he added a special sentence.

"Also, I don't care who of you wins, you can't hurt the other person's life after the game. Otherwise, I can only think that you don't take me, Wen Tailai, the thunder hand, in your eyes. When the time comes, I will Take care of him with your own hands!"

After Wen Tailai said these words domineeringly, he jumped off the ring swaggeringly.

Looking at this guy's arrogant back, the senior brother licked his lips in displeasure. After defeating the little man opposite him, he would challenge these countless masters who have been famous in Hong Kong for a long time.

He has decided to be the first to challenge this Thunder Runner!
"Ding ding."

As the bell rang, the game officially began.

"Kuchiya!!!"

After the senior brother roared angrily, he stomped on the ground and was about to punch out, but in the next second, He Jinyin, who was opposite him, picked his nose and turned away as if nothing had happened, leaving only his back facing him!

(End of this chapter)