Bruce Li and his plucky sidekick Angela Mao take on two warring cocaine rings in a variation on YOJIMBO set in modern Hong Kong.
I looked at the English-language version, and some interesting choices were made, like having the bands in a couple of scenes playing Motown. The translations were done to better effect than many in the era, so I wasn't left stonkered, but had the brainpower to look at the fight choreography; that is, after all, the main reason to watch this sort of movie. I found it was occasionally clumsily rendered -- as when a plate that Paul L. Smith is standing on has high voltage run through it, and he takes a couple of seconds to react. When done well, the choreography was done with a humorous tinge. People keep striking at Smith, and he ignores them like they are flies. Likewise, Li establishes his credentials as a great fighter by taking on Fu-Hsiung Cheng in an amusing mixture of formal competition, in which Li takes time out to oil his torso while his opponent waits in a distracted manner.