The Boxer's Omen (Mo) (魔)

PHILLIP KO FEI

WAI KA-MAN, LAM HIU-YIN

WANG LUNG-WEI

SZE-TO ON STORY BY KUEI CHIH-HUNG

One. Continue.

Go!

Hit him! Come on!

Don't do that. That's against the rules.

- Are you OK? - I'm fine.

- Hit him! - Go!

- How can he do that? - Hey!

What are you doing?

Are you kidding me? How can you do that?

Hey, get up. Beat him up.

What are you doing? Get up. Beat that Thai guy.

Don't be afraid of him. Go!

- Yes! - Yes!

One, two, three, four...

- Are you OK? - Move!

Get up, Hong Kong guy.

Are you alright? Stop!

How is he, Doctor? Can he still fight?

No.

The doctor says he can't fight anymore.

Tonight, the champion for the Sino-Thai Boxing Competition

is Chan Wing from Hong Kong!

You bastard! How dare you hit my brother!

Die!

What are you doing?

Hey! Stop him!

Don't fight!

Hey, don't touch him!

Call an ambulance! Hurry!

- Chan Hung, you're back? - It's OK.

Chan Hung... I have to go.

Uncle Seven wants to talk to you.

- Where is he? - He's inside.

- Uncle Seven. - Have a seat.

Chan Hung.

The Mainlander wants to talk to you.

He wants to meet tomorrow at one o'clock in Sannam Street, Tsuen Wan.

He wants you to go alone and not bring any guys with you.

What do you think?

Sure. Tell him I'II be there.

- Thank you, Uncle Seven. - No worries.

OK, I'II go ahead.

- Wing. - Chan Hung.

I'II go inside alone tomorrow.

Bring a Iot of men with weapons and wait outside.

- If anything happens, you step in. - Yes, Chan Hung.

Mainlander, you're so arrogant.

You just arrived here, and you want my territory?

You're bold, too. You dared to come alone.

I've been doing this in Hong Kong for a Iong time. I've seen everything.

OK. I'II show you something new.

Uncle Seven?

Turn on the Iights.

You want to ambush me? Take your men back!

Don't move!

Chan Hung.

Follow me.

Who are you?

Who are you? Why did you save me?

Come here.

I want t0 talk t0 you.

Why did you turn on the television in the middle of the night?

His cervical vertebrae suffered a heavy blow.

That's why he has a serious fracture. And his spine is also injured.

As the cervical vertebra is close to the brain,

it has caused permanent paralysis.

You mean he'II be paralyzed for Iife?

Yes, that's right.

Chan Hung.

I want to talk to you.

Chan Hung, you have to take revenge for me.

I want to see you defeat that Thai guy.

Everyone, since Mr. Bu Bo started entering boxing competitions,

he has had 62 fights,

and 55 of them were total knockouts in the first round.

Not only do these bring honor to Mr. Bu Bo,

but it has also brought glory to Thailand's boxing industry.

Mr. Bu Bo is our great boxing champion.

In Mr. Bu Bo's fight in Hong Kong,

he beat the Hong Kong boxing champion known as Fierce Tiger.

What's even more remarkable is that even when his eye got injured,

he still continued fighting.

However, the Hong Kong referee showed a preference for the Hong Kong boxer.

In order to be a good sport, Mr. Bu Bo didn't complain.

This kind of action illustrates the spirit of Thai boxing.

And that's very rare.

Now, on behalf of the Thailand Boxing Association,

I'd Iike to present a champion's medal to Mr. Bu Bo to commend him.

Thank you.

WELCOME AND CONGRATULATIONS TO OUR CHAMPION BU BO

A boxing champion? You're a cheat!

- It's you again, Hong Kong guy! - What kind of champion are you?

You didn't follow the rules!

They think you're a boxing champion, I say you're not!

You pulled a di* trick and paralyzed my brother!

- Hit him! - Fight with me if you dare!

Who are you to be the champion? Do you really know how to fight?

- Stop! - Hit him!

- Beat him up! - Be quiet!

- Kill him! - Hit him!

Hong Kong guy.

- In three months, I'II kill you in Hong Kong! - Hit him!

Bring it on, Thai guy!

Mr. Chan, we've been waiting for you for a Iong time.

The abbot is inviting you inside.

- You know me? - PIease follow me.

Mr. Chan Hung, I've waited for you for a Iong time.

You're finally here.

How do you know that my name is Chan Hung?

Not only do I know your name,

I also knew that you would come today.

- Why? - If you want to know the reason,

I need to start from the beginning.

A year ag0, 0ur abbot went t0 Hong Kong t0 defeat a black magíc practítíoner.

Hís name ís Makus0.

Makuso.

What happened to you? I'II take care of you.

Get up!

Get up!

Get up!

Get up!

Hurry! Come on!

Hurry up!

Hurry!

Go!

What are you waiting for?

Run!

What are you waiting for?

Hurry!

Hurry!

Don't go!

Why did you kill my student?

I'II avenge you!

This is for revenge.

Come out, my minions.

Come on.

Go toward the poison that I prepared...

...for our revenge. Go!

Hurry, my minions.

Faster.

Drink the poison.

Drink it.

Go on.

I'II use this for my revenge.

I'II seek revenge.

I must take revenge!

I'II seek revenge for you!

Under those circumstances,

Ching Chiu's eyes were stabbed with golden needles poisoned by black magic.

Then he died.

Originally, Ching Chiu was about to attain his true form.

But because of the black magic,

he couldn't fulfill his wish

unless someone undoes the black magic for him.

Before he passed away,

he carefully instructed me to place his remains in an earthen jar.

He said that after three months,

someone named Chan Hung would come to undo the black magic for him

and restore him to his true form.

He was right.

You're really here now, Mr. Chan.

Are you kidding me? How can such a thing happen?

Ching Chiu also said that when you arrive,

we'II open the earthen jar together.

If his body has already decomposed,

he must be cremated immediately

and the revenge must be forgotten.

But if his body is still intact,

then he'II explain the matter to you.

Mr. Chan, please follow me.

Are you serious? I don't even know him.

Was it him?

No way.

Mr. Chan, this is Master Ching Chiu.

- Where is he now? - Break it.

Master. He is Master Ching...

- Hey! - Chan Hung.

Come here.

I want to talk to you.

You must be wondering why I want you to do this.

It's because we were twins in our previous Iives.

That's why your soul is connected to mine in this Iife.

What?

We were twins in our previous Iives?

That's right.

That's why what happened to me will also happen to you.

A year ago, I got stabbed with poisonous black magic.

An ordinary person would have died from it,

and his remains would have decomposed.

You would have also died.

But now, my body still hasn't decomposed.

And you didn't die.

That's all because of my cultivation.

Originally, I was about to attain my true form,

but because of the black magic, I couldn't fulfill my wish.

You're a fool!