1992---

Wan Chai, Hong Kong---

Weekly Tea Restaurant---

"Congratulations on getting rich!" Ye Jindong, who was exactly 18 years old this year, looked gentle in a cheap suit, said to Zhou Wangcai, the owner of the tea restaurant with a smile.

Zhou Wangcai was fat and greasy. He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and was making a "fryer" in the hot oil pan. Seeing Ye Jindong and his best friend Ding Yaozu come to collect the numbers, he glanced at them angrily, then took off the cigarette he was holding contemptuously and squirted, and the ash fell on the newly made fried dough sticks.

"Business is not good, no money is available!"

Next to them, two guys who were doing odd jobs in the tea restaurant also came over with weapons such as rolling pins and other weapons. They looked at the two young and dandy guys who were ungrateful and dared to come here to collect numbers - they didn't know how many young and dandy guys like this one, and they were almost all cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong.

Ding Yaozu was tall and big, and he was not afraid of anything. Seeing that the boss was so arrogant, he grinned and said, "Why are you trying to fight?"

Before Ding Yaozu rolled up his sleeves, Ye Jindong had already grabbed him, and then said to Zhou Wangcai with a smile: "Boss Zhou, we are here to congratulate you on your fortune, not to make trouble."

As he spoke, Ye Jindong reached out to grab the cigarette in Zhou Wangcai's mouth, looked at it and said with a smile: "Marlboro? The boss still said he had no money? I just got good luck, but you got Marlboro. I'm so ashamed!"

Zhou Wangcai's face turned red, his chest thrust, he picked up the kitchen knife and chopped it on the chopping board, and said, "I just don't have money, why?"

The two men also demonstrated to get weapons, surrounding Ye Jindong and Ding Yaozu in the middle, with their eyes showing fierce light.

Ye Jindong smiled and glanced at the hot hot oil. Under the gaze of Zhou Wangcai and others, he stretched out his left hand and used only three fingers to hold the edge of the oil pan, and easily took the oil pan weighing forty or fifty kilograms.

Zhou Wangcai and others widened their eyes and were stunned.

Dizzy, this is a full pot of boiling oil!

Isn't he hot?

How could he have such great strength?

Can you pick up the oil pan with just three fingers?

Before Zhou Wangcai could figure it out, Ye Jindong said to him with a smile: "Big Boss, you have already owed three months of money, and the total amount of capital and profit is 6,144 yuan. If you remove the fraction, you will be charged 6,000 yuan!"

As he spoke, Ye Jindong pressed the oil pan with his fingers and slowly poured the hot hot oil onto the chopping board...

Hot!

The hot oil splashed, and the kitchen knife chopped on the chopping board was instantly poured through the boiling oil, and white smoke came out.

Oil stars splash!

Zhou Wangcai was unfortunately splashed a little, grinning in pain.

Ye Jindong stared at him with a smile and said, "You like to be a 'fried ghost', but I don't know if I like to be a 'ghost bomber' the most----Would you like to try it?"

I'm picking, it's cruel enough!

I glanced at the pot of boiling hot oil. If I poured it all at me, I would probably not be able to stop it.

So Zhou Wangcai became timid and hurriedly squeezed out his smile and said, "I just laughed at you, and the money has been prepared long ago!"

He hurriedly took out six thousand Hong Kong dollars from his arms and handed it to Ye Jindong with his own hands.

Ye Jindong confiscated it, but signaled his companion Ding Yaozu to continue.

After Ding Yaozu received the money, Ye Jindong slowly put down the hot oil pan again.

"Thank you, Boss Zhou, for receiving the money! We won't bother you anymore, say goodbye!"

Seeing Ye Jindong and Ding Yaozu turned around and wanted to leave, Zhou Wangcai winked at the two men behind his back, meaning that he would go, and he would kill these two people.

But before the two guys could take action, Ye Jindong suddenly turned around and said to Zhou Wangcai with a kind look on his face: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that my friend and I both bought insurance--Boss Zhou, did you buy insurance?"

Zhou Wangcai: “…?!”

Before Zhou Wangcai could figure out what Ye Jindong meant, he saw Ye Jindong suddenly raised his left arm and punched the table next to him with a light punch.

There was a loud bang.

The solid wood dining table, which was as thick as three centimeters, collapsed and broke into piles.

Zhou Wangcai: “…?!”

His eyes were almost protruding, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and he and his two friends watched Ye Jindong and Ding Yaozu walk towards the door of the tea restaurant.

"Oh, my hand!"

Only then did Zhou Wangcai realize that the kitchen knife he was holding was hot with hot oil.

...

Ye Jindong was very satisfied with the function of his "mechanical left arm".

If he was a disabled person in his own era because of this left arm; then in this movie world, having this invincible mechanical arm is simply a "bug" in the game.

That’s right, Ye Jindong is not a person from this era, but from the “Time and Space Shuttle Cinema” in 2028, and participated in the “Time and Space Shuttle Experience” event held by the cinema.

To put it bluntly, this is a movie world similar to virtual games. He is most passionate about Hong Kong variety shows, so he took the lead in this world of "Young and Dangerous".

Of course, in accordance with the fact that every shuttle must establish a correct outlook on life and values, Ye Jindong chose the identity in this movie world - the undercover policeman!

In other words, Ye Jindong is actually the Erwuzi of the club and the informant of the police.

But his identity is extremely mysterious. Even his mother didn't know that he was actually an undercover agent, and she thought he was just a bad guy who refused to learn well.

...

Just as Ye Jindong was thinking about it and walked out of the entrance of the tea restaurant---

With a bang, Ye Jindong and a man collided head-on.

"Stop, look for death!" The man pushed Ye Jindong away with a rude move.

Ye Jindong glanced at the other person, like a bad boy, with a dreadlocked braid, earphones inserted in his ears, a walkman around his waist, and a girl dressed in an extremely charming manner with an explosive head in her arms.

The girl was chewing bubble gum in her mouth and staring at Ye Jindong and the others with a proud look on her face. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her boyfriend getting angry, but instead felt very heroic.

Looking at the boy with dreadlocks, he was stalking his neck hard, his eyes widened, staring at Ye Jindong with a young look of resentment.

Following next to the dreadlocks were three boys of the same age, all of whom were rubbing their fists and grinding their hands like fighting wolf dogs, looking up at Ye Jindong and Ding Yaozu.

Ding Yaozu had a bad temper, and he was so angry that he had just been in front of Zhou Wangcai. At this moment, seeing these little sacks dared to be in front of him, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Pujie, do you know who I am?"

"No matter who you are? I offended me, "Western," today you don't kneel down and kowtow, and don't think about leaving!" The dreaded boy nicknamed "Western" said arrogantly.

Ding Yaozu: “…?!”

Unexpectedly, these bean sprouts would be so arrogant. Just as he was about to get angry, Ye Jindong stopped him and asked the dreadlocks with a smile: "Then tell me, how can I let us go?"

The dreaded braid smiled and spread her legs sinisterly and said, "It's okay! I like others to pretend to be a dog the most--if you want to leave, then get through under my crotch!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed, including the girl with an explosive head in her arms.

at the same time---

Ye Jindong also laughed.

Because he knew that these people had angered a beast.

And the beast has started roaring at this moment---

"Fall in the street, go to death!"

Ding Yaozu could no longer help it, roared, reached out to pick his dreaded hair, and pushed it up with one knee.

The dreadlocks were ready to take action, but he never expected Ding Yaozu's movements to be so fast, and it was so lightning.

Before he could react, he felt a pain in his scalp and his hair was grabbed by the other party. Then a huge force came, watching his face hitting his knee.

With a bang!

Venus eyes are emitting and blood is surging!

The dreadlocks fell backwards.

"Darling!" the girl who exploded and screamed.

The other three bad boys were also stunned. No one expected Ding Yaozu to be so fierce.

Ye Jindong leaned against the wall next to him as if bored, took out a box of Haocai brand cigarettes from his arms, and stroked his fingers at the bottom of the cigarette box. A cigarette flew out, opened his mouth and bit it, and then said to Ding Yaozu with a smile: "How many times will it take this time? Is three minutes enough?"

Ding Yaozu turned around and smiled grimly at him: "These wastes, thirty seconds!"

"Okay, I'll treat you to the noodles in thirty seconds!" Ye Jindong took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette, took a leisurely sip, and started to count seconds.

"Bastard, go to death!" The dreaded "Western" was knocked down by Ding Yaozu's knees. She was furious immediately. She didn't care about her nose bleeding. She took out a switchblade from her arms, threw it away, and shouted viciously at Ding Yaozu.

The other three bad guys also took action and took out their guys, all of them.

Facing the four bad guys holding weapons, Ding Yaozu smiled hideously again, then reached out and pointed to the four people, saying word by word: "You-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Fuck him!" Xizi spat and shouted.

But before the four of them could take action, they found that Ding Yaozu turned into a tiger and rushed towards them roaring.

The Western boy was the first to be hit, and he felt his wrist clicking, and his hand holding the flash knife was broken. Then he flew up in the air and hit the glass door next to him with a loud bang.

With a thud, the glass shattered, and the Western boy had glass slags on his face, bloody and bloody, and he couldn't get up.

Before the other three bad guys could understand what was going on, one of them was beaten backwards by Ding Yaozu with a cannon punch. He raised his legs and kicked another guy who wanted to bend over and attack three meters away.
To be continued...