Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 257 Eliminating the Worms

Soon, Dawei and his group were brought before Chatchai.

Chachai said calmly to Dawei, "Young man, who are you? Why have you come to my territory?"

Dawei glanced at Lin Kun and said to Chatchai, "General Chatchai, taking in such a traitor is not a wise choice."

Lin Kun said coldly, "The ship sank and there's no cargo. You refuse to compensate for the losses. Am I supposed to starve to death if I don't find a new partner?"

Dawei sneered, "Say what you will, but no one dares to betray us."

At this point, Chatchai couldn't stand it anymore: "Speaking nonsense on my turf and threatening my guests, young man, have you made a mistake?"

As soon as Chachai finished speaking, a large number of soldiers armed with guns rushed over and pointed their guns at Dawei.

Unfortunately, Dawei remained unperturbed. Instead, he said to Chatchai, "General Chatchai, is it really wise of you to get involved in this matter?"

“No one can threaten my guests on my turf,” Chatchai said coldly.

Chatchai, who is used to being domineering in the Golden Triangle region, has always been domineering.

Dawei smiled helplessly and said, "Originally, I wouldn't have done this if General Chatchai had been willing to hand this guy over to us. But now there's no other way, so we'll just have to use you as an example to deter others."

"Attack! Kill them!" Chatchai was furious and immediately ordered his men to shoot Dawei and the others.

But before Chatchai's men could make a move, a loud gunshot rang out.

The soldiers who were about to take action were instantly cut in two by bullets fired from a distance.

Then the helicopter's engine roared to life, and the two rotary machine guns mounted on the helicopter emitted a thrilling sound.

"Thump thump thump thump".

The deafening roar of the heavy machine guns unleashed a storm of metal, instantly creating a vacuum around Dawei.

Subsequently, two RPGs from the armed helicopter shredded two anti-aircraft machine guns at General Chatchai's camp into oblivion.

This sudden attack completely stunned Chatchai.

He immediately stood up and shouted, "Fight back! Take these bastards down!"

Unfortunately, by this time the camp was already in chaos. How could warlords who acted independently possibly be a match for elite mercenaries?

Before anyone could gather, they were directly defeated by the Viper Mercenary Group.

Seeing that things were not going well, Chatchai immediately grabbed his two bodyguards and prepared to retreat, but how could Dawei let this guy leave so easily?

Before Chachai could escape, he was shot in the leg by Dawei's bodyguard.

His two bodyguards were also shot dead in the crossfire.

After dealing with everyone in the camp, the Viper mercenaries began to clear the camp.

Dawei walked up to Lin Kun with a cold smile, stepped on his chest, and said, "Brother Kun, after this experience, I believe you won't have any other thoughts, right?"

Despite being a drug dealer, Lin Kun lacks the madness of other drug dealers.

On the contrary, this guy is quite afraid of dying.

Upon hearing Dawei's words, Lin Kun quickly raised his hand and said, "Don't kill me, I will never dare to have any disloyal thoughts again."

Dawei shook his head and said, "I don't believe what you're saying now. You need to be taught a lesson. Lao Hei, I'm leaving Kun to you."

A burly black man next to Dawei gave Lin Kun a sinister grin.

He picked it up like a chick and walked to the side.

Dawei then turned his gaze to General Chatchai and said with a smile, "General, I told you there are some people you can't afford to offend. Do you believe me now?"

Unlike Lin Kun, who was afraid of death, General Chatchai was exceptionally tough: "Why say so much? Do you think you can get out of the Golden Triangle by killing me? Let me tell you, my men will peel your scalp off."

"Just the wailing of a defeated dog. You should go to hell first." Dawei waved his hand, and the Viper Mercenary Group immediately shot Chatchai in the head.

"Well done, Dawei."

Just as Dawei was about to have his men clear out the stronghold and prepare to retreat, a round of applause suddenly rang out.

Dawei turned his head and saw someone he never expected.

Chen Jiajun.

Dawei looked at him incredulously: "Sir Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Of course I came with you."

"What did you say?" Dawei suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Chen Jiajun tilted his head and said, "Isn't it obvious? We'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop."

As they were speaking, gunshots rang out in the distance, followed by a series of screams.

The Viper mercenary group hired by Dawei was attacked by Chen Jiajun's men.

It's true what they say, the tables have turned. The Viper Mercenaries caught Chatchai off guard before, but now it's their turn.

Upon seeing this, Dawei's tone changed: "What do you want to do?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Chen Jiajun sneered. "Hong Kong is my territory, and I don't want anyone stirring up trouble on my turf."

"You actually dare to go against the CIA?" David asked with a grim face.

The CIA's infamous reputation is known to almost every organization and company in the world.

It's fair to say that few people who offend the CIA end up well.

But Chen Jiajun is already prepared to do it.

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed, saying with a disdainful look, "What? Does the CIA dare to send troops to fight me?"

Upon hearing this, Dawei's heart sank.

Indeed, the CIA's influence in Asia is far less than in the Americas and Europe, and it doesn't really have a good way to deal with big shots like Chen Jiajun.

Otherwise, the order given to him from above wouldn't have been to win him over.

With that thought in mind, Dawei had only one thought: to escape as quickly as possible.

Chen Jiajun saw Dawei's eyes darting around and couldn't help but laugh: "You didn't think that I would give you a chance to run away since I came here in person, did you?"

No sooner had Chen Jiajun finished speaking than Old Yu, who was following behind him, suddenly attacked.

The young demon slave acted swiftly and decisively, wiping out all of Dawei's bodyguards in an instant.

Dawei tried to escape, but Lao Yu rode him up and killed him on the spot. Now, Lin Kun is the only survivor in the entire camp.

Lin Kun's mind was still blank; he hadn't expected that someone else was following him besides Dawei.

Seeing Dawei being killed by Chen Jiajun and his group who suddenly appeared felt somewhat unreal.

"Boss, what do we do with this guy?" Old Yu asked with ill intent as he looked at Lin Kun, who was tied up.

Lin Kun felt a chill run down his spine when he realized that Old Prison had his eye on him: "Mr. Chen, please don't kill me! I can make money for you, a lot of money."

Chen Jiajun looked at Lin Kun with disgust, knowing that this guy was the kind of person who would sell his soul for money.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Kill it. I never touch laundry detergent."

"No, no, no..." Lin Kun screamed in agony.

But it was no use to Lao Yu, who simply stabbed Lin Kun in the chest with a knife, ending his life.

After the two guys who ran a laundry detergent business in Hong Kong were arrested, Chen Jiajun achieved his goal for the trip.

He glanced at his watch, then said to Old Prisoner beside him, "Tell Yachi to stop playing around. If he keeps going, the surrounding warlords' reinforcements will be arriving soon."

On the other side, Archie's Hell Knights clashed head-on with the Viper Mercenary Group.

Unlike the useless mercenaries in the hands of warlords, the Viper Mercenary Group is quite capable.

But then they encountered a non-human being.

The Hell Knights under Archie's command are not on the same level as ordinary young demon slaves.

In the first exchange of fire, more than half of the Viper mercenary group were killed or wounded.

Yachi himself had already locked onto Black Mamba, but before he could get close, a ripple flashed through the air.

Then Black Mamba saw his headless corpse, and a man holding a machete appeared in front of Archie.

Yaqi looked at Old Prison with displeasure and said, "You're ruining my mood again."

Old Prison shrugged: "The boss told you to stop playing around. We're getting ready to leave."

Yaqi looked at the headless corpse of the Black Mamba with regret, shook his head, and followed Old Prison.

……

Chen Jiajun did not tell anyone about his trip, and no one even knew that he had left Hong Kong.

But when he returned, the CIA still came knocking on his door.

This time, it wasn't some spokesperson who came; it was a real CIA agent.

A blond, blue-eyed foreigner.

Chen Jiajun was having a meal at that moment: "Who are you?"

The foreigner's face was grim: "You should know who I'm representing."

Chen Jiajun wiped his mouth and said, "I don't know. Either explain why you're here, or I'll have someone throw you out."

"You..." The foreigner was furious with Chen Jiajun's attitude.

But he still suppressed his anger: "I'm from the same place as Dawei, Sir Chen should know that, right?"

"Oh? So you're a big shot from the CIA. My apologies." Although Chen Jiajun said "my apologies," he didn't show any respect.

The foreigner ignored Chen Jiajun's attitude and asked directly, "Dawei was killed in the Golden Triangle. Shouldn't Sir Chen give us an explanation?"

"Your men were killed, why should I give you an explanation? Are you stunned?" Chen Jiajun asked, looking surprised.

"Sir Chen, there's no point in you pretending to be stupid. Do you dare say this has nothing to do with you?" the foreigner said unhappily.

Chen Jiajun's face immediately darkened: "You sent people to spy on me?"

The foreigner did not deny it: "Dawei and the traitor were both found dead in the Golden Triangle, and even the Viper mercenary group died there. You dare to say that you didn't do it? Then why weren't you in Hong Kong for a while?"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said in a mocking tone, "You really think you're the police of the Pacific Ocean? Do I need to report to you where I go?"

Then, Chen Jiajun said in a low voice, enunciating each word clearly: "Believe it or not, tonight I will wipe out your contact points in Hong Kong and make you all die a violent death?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's murderous words, the foreigner in front of him felt a chill run down his spine.

However, the foreigner was a CIA agent and was not as easily intimidated as David: "It seems that Sir Chen is planning to break ties with us? No one has ever dared to threaten us before."

"Sir Chen, you have so many confidantes and quite a few businesses overseas. You're not just going to let them go, are you?"

Chen Jiajun burst into laughter, a laugh born of anger: "Now it's your turn to threaten me?"

"I'm just stating the facts." The foreigner was terrified, but he pretended to be very calm.

“Then you should know that I am never threatened.” A cold glint flashed in Chen Jiajun’s eyes: “Old Yu, clear the area.”

Old Yu nodded, then immediately led his men to drive all the customers out of the restaurant.

Then Chen Jiajun reached out, grabbed the foreigner's hair, and slammed him onto the table, coldly saying:

"Listen up, you bastards! Starting today, I will wipe out all of your CIA's contact points in Hong Kong. If you ever dare to set foot in Hong Kong again, I will kill you one by one!"

After finishing his sentence, Chen Jiajun turned to Old Prison and said, "Pass down the word: leave no CIA member in Hong Kong alive."

"Chen Jiajun, are you crazy?" the foreigner said in a panic. "Do you know the consequences of doing this..."

Chen Jiajun picked up a kitchen knife and plunged it into the agent's hand: "What are the consequences? You bastards are jumping around and getting in the way. It's already a favor to not kill you, but now you're pushing your luck?"

"If you have the guts, then have your high command send warships to take me down!"

"If you dare provoke me again, I'll not only wipe out your strongholds in Hong Kong, but also in Macau, Taiwan, and even Southeast Asia! Do you believe me?"

As Chen Jiajun grew angrier, he grabbed the foreigner and started punching and kicking him.

Although he held back and didn't kill him, the foreigner at this point probably wouldn't even recognize his own mother.

After venting his anger, Chen Jiajun tossed it aside like trash: "Go back and tell your superiors that if they're not afraid of death, they're welcome to try."

With that, Chen Jiajun threw the hand towel at the foreigner and left the restaurant with his men.

That night, Yaqi and Lao Yu began dismantling CIA strongholds throughout Hong Kong.

And those hidden agents also met untimely deaths.

(End of this chapter)