Hong Kong variety show: My handsome son, Kwan, is a master at making money in Hung Hing.

Chapter 279 For a fleeting moment, he desperately wanted to smash the electric talisman in his hand.

The two people Qin Tai was referring to were still Original Sin and Edward, and Edward did indeed catch a similarity to Original Sin in his words.

"You're right..."

Edward nodded, his mind drifting back to the past.

I was born into a life of wandering, and as far as I can remember, I spent every day being beaten and scolded by others.

It wasn't until he met a group of special people who, despite training him relentlessly every day and living in a sunless cage, gave Edward a chance to survive.

At that moment, Edward seemed to see his younger self, crouching in the shadows of the cage with his arms wrapped around his legs. Just as Edward was about to reach out and pull up his younger self, someone pulled him up even faster.

When Edward came to his senses, he saw that Qin Tai had grabbed his hands. To Edward's shock, his hands were still covered in iron claws, but Qin Tai's hands were completely unharmed.

Edward stared at Qin Tai as if he had seen a ghost, while Qin Tai continued talking to himself as if those hands were not his own.

"Since you are no match for Original Sin, then you have lost. So, are you willing to become my brother?"

Qin Tai spoke in a calm tone, but it was this calm tone that gave Edward immense confidence.

Edward nodded instinctively. At that moment, he truly hoped to find someone to rely on, like the original sin.

"In that case, you can rest well here tonight. Tomorrow morning, the Brad family will cease to exist!"

Edward stood there stunned, but when he came to his senses, he found that Qin Tai and Yuan Zui had already disappeared.

Unlike when he first entered, a door to a room was open, and through the door Edward could see a soft and large bed.

Edward slept very well that night; it was probably the most comfortable sleep he had ever had.

The next morning, Edward drove his car to the door of the Brad family's house.

Having already received the news, old Brad and his men unloaded box after box from the back of Edward's truck.

"Are these the bodies of Long Si and the others?"

Old Brad knew Edward's style of doing things well; the box should contain the corpses of Long Si, Qin Tai, and others.

Edward nodded after hearing Brad's words.

Old Brad, looking delighted, had no doubt about Edward's competence.

But out of instinct, he still ordered his men to open the lid of the box.

The moment the lid was opened, a corpse appeared before Edward.

The other boxes also contained corresponding corpses; there were a total of four corpses.

Old Brad walked over to the oldest corpse, pointed at it, and asked.

"He must be Long Si."

Edward nodded upon hearing this.

"The man to his left is Qin Tai, and the one to his right is one of Qin Tai's men—I can't remember his name. As for the only female corpse, it's Long Si's daughter..."

Upon hearing Edward's introduction, old Brad laughed heartily, clearly very satisfied with Edward's performance.

"Give me my phone right now. I need to tell your young master that I've taken care of his rival!"

Upon hearing Old Brad's order, his subordinates immediately brought over the phone that Old Brad and Hill Brad had privately used.

After the call connected, old Brad excitedly spoke into the phone.

"My dear son, thanks to the intelligence you provided, we have completely dealt with that damned bastard. No one in Hong Kong can stop you now!"

Brad, on the other end of the phone, smiled excitedly upon hearing his father's words.

But before Hill Brad's smile could fade, a cold voice reached Old Brad's ears, and also Hill Brad's ears through the phone.

"Who did you say you won over?"

Old Brad felt two figures flash past him, and before he could react, he felt a cold touch against his neck.

"I didn't expect the Brad family to be so weak. If I had known, I wouldn't have wasted so much time; it would have been much easier to just storm in!"

Qin Tai held a small scalpel in his hand, which he placed precisely at Old Brad's carotid artery.

With just a little force, Qin Tai could sever Old Brad's carotid artery instantly, and even a god couldn't save him in a moment.

Although Hill Brad on the other end of the phone couldn't see what was happening, he could roughly guess what had happened.

Out of concern for his father, Hill Brad shouted into the phone.

"I advise you to release my father, or I will wipe out your gang and kill everyone connected to you!"

I heard a hysterical voice coming from the other end of the phone.

Qin Tai frowned; he hated being threatened the most.

You scared me.

As he spoke, Qin Tai's hand, which was holding the scalpel, accidentally slipped.

Old Brad clutched his neck, collapsing to the ground with a look of resentment on his face.

After struggling for a few moments, it became a corpse, motionless.

"Why did you scare me? If you hadn't scared me, your father wouldn't have died."

Qin Tai held the phone.

"But if you want revenge, I can give you a chance..."

Hill Brad's hand trembled with anger as he held the phone on the other end.

For a fleeting moment, he desperately wanted to smash the phone in his hand.

But he knew that if he smashed the phone, he would lose his chance for revenge.

"Tomorrow I will bring people to fight you to the death. You wait for us in the villa where you and that old dog Gao Yingpei make counterfeit money."

After saying that, Qin Tai hung up the phone.

At this moment, Long Xiaohui came to Qin Tai's side, her big, beautiful eyes looking at him with reluctance.

Why are you looking at me like that? Do you like me?

Even though Qin Tai knew Long Xiaohui's feelings, he deliberately said that.

Long Xiaohui nodded without hesitation.

"I love you, so I don't want anything to happen to you!"

"So, this is where you were knocked down?"

Arriving outside the white villa's wall, a splash of red stood out starkly against the white backdrop.

Qin Tai stood next to the red sign, pointed to the spot, and asked Song Zijie in front of him.

Song Zijie blushed, somewhat embarrassed. He had only wanted to investigate the situation, but he hadn't expected to be discovered.

"You'd better be careful. If it weren't for Brother Tai sending people to protect you, you would be dead here."

Song Zihao looked at his younger brother with a helpless expression.

In the setting of "A Better Tomorrow 2", Song Zijie did indeed die here. However, Qin Tai, who knew the plot development, specially arranged for one of the ten captains, Shen Qiang, to secretly protect Song Zijie's safety.

"Brother Tai, that guy of yours is a really good shot. I didn't even have time to turn around before I heard the sound of bullets. I thought I was done for, but it turned out to be the other guy who fell down..."

Song Zijie came to Qin Tai's side and said with a grateful expression.

"That man's marksmanship is very accurate, second only to mine."

Qin Tai smiled slightly, not taking the matter to heart at all.