Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 272: Fierce Fire Cooking Oil
One of the burly men from Xiong Ju's team stepped forward, clenching his fists and grinning maliciously, saying, "Come out and face your death."

Chen Jiajun smiled and then sent one of his Hell Knights into the arena.

This was naturally a burly, imposing man, and also a man of few words.

Facing the burly foreign man in front of him, he stood silently in front of him and said calmly, "Let's do it, stop talking nonsense."

The burly man flew into a rage and punched the Hell Knight in the face.

His fists whistled through the air, clearly showing that he was no less skilled than a professional boxer.

If an average person were hit by that, they would probably fall to the ground on the spot.

But Hell Knight didn't even bother to move, letting the opponent's fist land on his cheek.

He didn't even sway his body.

"A higher life form, you say? Is that all?" the Hell Knight said disdainfully, and punched the other man in the stomach with his backhand.

Although these enhanced humans had their pain receptors burned away, their bodily instincts remained.

The Hell Knight's punch nearly shattered his internal organs, and then the burly foreigner's eyes rolled back as he knelt on the ground.

"Trash." Hell Knight dusted off non-existent dust, turned around, and retreated behind Chen Jiajun.

This scene left Xiong Ju and the others completely dumbfounded.

They knew Chen Jiajun had wiped out two of their squads, but they didn't know that Chen Jiajun's men were so capable.

The foreign strongman's strength was among the best in the team; he could easily lift a vehicle-mounted machine gun by himself. Yet, he was knocked down by one of Chen Jiajun's men with a single punch?

Chen Jiajun looked at Xiong Ju with a mocking expression and said, "Higher beings, who are you sending out next?"

Xiong Ju's face was extremely ugly; nothing could be more humiliating than being slapped in the face to his face.

Seeing Chen Jiajun's men chuckling strangely, he directly said to a young man beside him, "You go."

The young man was called Jacob, and he was another vice-captain of Xiongju. You could tell at a glance that he was the kind of guy who took the agile route.

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Old Yu, you play with her this round."

Old Prison laughed and said, "No problem, boss."

While Lao Yu was talking to Chen Jiajun, Jacob rushed up.

This guy had a hidden blade in his hand, which he aimed directly at Old Prison's eyes.

The movement was so fast that no one had time to react.

But as a seasoned prison guard, how could he possibly be ambushed by someone like this?

He calmly snatched a machete from one of his underlings, then swung it with even greater speed.

The two sides passed each other in the blink of an eye.

Then Jacob seemed to lose all his strength and collapsed to his knees.

When skilled knife users clash, it often happens in the blink of an eye.

Old Yu shook the blood off his machete and coldly asked Xiong Ju, "Who's next?"

Xiong Ju wasn't blind; he could see just how powerful the man in front of him was.

Let alone his subordinates, even if he went up there himself, he would probably be instantly killed by Old Prison.

This was something that Xiong Ju, who considered herself a superior being, simply could not accept.

He gritted his teeth and pressed a button on one of the remote controls in his hand.

Then, a burst of light emanated from the bodies of several of his men.

"This guy has really gone mad." Seeing this, Xu Xi couldn't help but take two steps back.

That madwoman Xiong Ju actually planted bombs on her subordinates.

This inhumane practice is no different from that of terrorists.

"Hold them."

After giving orders to her subordinates, Xiong Ju turned around and prepared to run away.

Unfortunately, Chen Jiajun remained fearless in the face of such a threat, and said with a sneer, "What? You're resorting to thuggery when you can't win? Then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Bai Lu, it's up to you now," Chen Jiajun said calmly.

Then Bai Lu came out, facing two frenzied "bombers" who pounced on her.

He clapped his hands together in front of the two people.

An invisible shockwave swept outwards from Bailu's center.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, Xiong Ju's two subordinates, whose bodies had been implanted with bombs, suddenly collapsed.

The bomb that was constantly sounding alarms inside his body was actually extinguished by Bai Lu's slap.

Xiong Ju, who was fleeing, no longer cared about what was behind him, because Chen Jiajun's powerful subordinates had greatly impacted his values. He now had only one thought: to run.

The further you run, the better.

Unfortunately, since Chen Jiajun has already made his move, he won't let Xiong Ju go back alive.

Who knows what this madman might do next?
So Xu Xi was absolutely right; today is the day these members of Unit 701 will die.

Before Xiong Ju could run very far, a violent gunshot rang out.

Then, as if bitten by some invisible monster, half of Xiong Ju's chest disappeared.

This is the fate of a large-caliber sniper rifle used to kill people.

The powerful kinetic energy would tear a human body apart, even if the person is a modified, enhanced human.

The Hell Knights sniper team led by Archie had long since taken control of the surrounding high ground. Unless Chen Jiajun gave the order, not even a mosquito could escape.

Chen Jiajun watched the scene unfold with an indifferent expression, as if everything was perfectly natural.

But to outsiders, Chen Jiajun seemed a little too calm.

Xu Xi stared in disbelief at the 701st unit that had been wiped out, feeling a sense of unreality.

After all, this 701st Unit was an elite force built up by England, a once-mighty nation, with countless sums of money.

Now they've been wiped out by Chen Jiajun.

"Since you didn't trick me, I can let you leave Hong Kong with your little apprentice." Chen Jiajun warned Xu Xi, "But if your little apprentice dares to do anything untoward again, I will kill you and your little apprentice together."

Xu Xi shivered and quickly said, "Mr. Chen, I will take Ruolan and leave Hong Kong immediately."

“Very good.” Chen Jiajun turned his head away from Xu Xi and said to Lao Yu, “Cut off that madman’s head and send it to Baron He Wei’s mansion as a gift.”

"Got it, boss." Old Yu grinned and walked towards Xiong Ju's corpse.

……

Late at night, at Baron Hewitt's mansion.

He is a legitimate baron of England and a high-ranking official on Chenning Street.

This manor in front of us was a gift from the Governor of Hong Kong to Hermann.

Around midnight, the gatekeepers of the manor were getting ready to go to sleep when a doorbell rang, waking him up.

The doorman came out impatiently and shouted, "Who is it so late?"

"SF Express, there's something for Baron He Wei." A man wearing a baseball cap handed an ornate gift box to the doorman.

"Delivering packages so late?" The doorman grumbled as he took the box, and just as he was about to ask some questions, he found that the delivery person had disappeared.

"This...it's like seeing a ghost!" The doorman was startled.

The doorman was startled, but then he noticed that there were still words on the gift box.

They could only take the gift box into the manor and hand it over to He Wei's bodyguard.

He Wei is a big shot, and he takes security very seriously.

The bodyguard first scanned the contents with equipment and, finding that it contained no bombs, poison gas, or similar items, then delivered it to He Wei's desk.

Although it was late at night, He Wei still didn't rest; he was waiting for Xiong Ju to reply to him.

If we can take down Chen Jiajun in one go, that would be a good thing.

He will have plenty of ways to turn Chen Jiajun's assets into Yingjili's assets.

If that doesn't work, he has other methods to follow up.

After all, as a veteran politician, he has more methods than the average person.

A moment later, the bodyguard knocked on the study door and came in.

He Wei looked at the gift box and said, "Who sent this?"

The bodyguard shook his head and said, "The doorman only said that someone delivered something and left, and we don't know who delivered it yet. But we've checked, and there are no security risks."

He Wei became curious and had his bodyguard open the gift box.

However, once the gift box was opened, a strong smell of blood wafted out.

After realizing that it was a human head inside, the bodyguard suppressed his nausea and didn't throw the thing away.

However, after the initial shock, He Wei's face immediately darkened.

The gift that was delivered was the head of Xiong Ju, the captain of Unit 701.

He never expected that his trump card, the enhanced human who had undergone multiple modifications, would be taken down so easily.

Even Xiong Ju's head was sent to his residence.

This level of strength was clearly beyond He Wei's comprehension. It was obvious that Chen Jiajun's gangsters were not as simple as he appeared.

Moreover, the fact that Chen Jiajun sent Xiong Ju's head to his residence immediately after killing him indicates that Chen Jiajun also knew through some channel that he was the one who did it.

Only three days have passed since the assassination attempt on Chen Jiajun was launched.

Not only could they eliminate Unit 701, but they could also find out the whole story.

With that kind of strength, it's no wonder that Mai Lihao didn't dare to make a move against Chen Jiajun before.

"Is this what you call raising a tiger to cause trouble?" He Wei said to himself with a wry smile.

He never imagined that Hong Kong, this colony, would nurture such an uncontrollable dragon. What's even more terrifying is that they don't even have the means to restrain it.

After feeling remorse for a while, He Wei picked up the phone and dialed Chen Jiajun's number.

"Baron He Wei, did you receive the gift?" Chen Jiajun asked with a light laugh.

He Wei said calmly, "Sir Chen Jiajun, I am getting old. Please don't send such shocking gifts to my residence in the future."

"That won't do, otherwise how will it be effective?" Chen Jiajun said with a smile, without any hint of threat.

The fact that He Wei made this call clearly shows that he doesn't want to fall out with him.

He Wei indeed had no intention of turning against Chen Jiajun. With the 701st unit completely wiped out, he could no longer use his subsequent tactics. It can be said that this sentence ended in his complete defeat once again.

In just a short time in Hong Kong, he lost twice to Chen Jiajun.

This made He Wei take Chen Jiajun, this young man, seriously.

“I’ve received your gift, so I’ll give you a return gift in return. How about we call this even?” He Wei continued.

"Oh? If the return gift isn't valuable enough, that won't do," Chen Jiajun said, bargaining.

“Of course it’s valuable enough,” He Wei said calmly. “The driving force behind this is Mars, the head of the CIA’s Asian branch, and information from the CIA’s intelligence network in Macau. Isn’t that valuable enough?”

"It's alright, I guess." Chen Jiajun thought for a moment and said, "I only want to give this kind of gift to Baron He Wei once. I hope you are a rational person. I am a very principled person."

After Chen Jiajun finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, He Wei chuckled and then instructed his bodyguard to dispose of Xiong Ju's head.

The reason he so easily betrayed Mars was that Mars had no good intentions, and Hevy felt no guilt about selling him out.

It's even possible to appease Chen Jiajun, this evil dragon, which is already a very worthwhile deal.

On the other hand, they want to be like Mars, preparing to sit back and watch the tigers fight.

Neither the CIA nor Chen Jiajun are his friends; it would be best if the two of them were to fight.

As soon as either side shows signs of fatigue, that's when he'll make his move again.

……

At this point, Mars was still unaware that he had been betrayed by that old fox, Hevy.

His eyes were set on the security company.

The capabilities of the company responsible for security in Brunei were indeed beyond his comprehension.

Unit 701, a special unit composed of modified and enhanced humans, disappeared immediately after being deployed to Brunei.

Mars was quite surprised that not a single piece of information had been sent out.

"Could it be that Brunei has other military forces?" Marston was immediately startled.

However, you can't make such statements without finding evidence.

Otherwise, those conglomerates and the Las Vegas authorities would definitely not let them off the hook.

Mars still wants to retire in America and doesn't want to offend these big corporations.

Just as he was pondering how to test the strength of Brunei, a subordinate suddenly rushed in in a panic.

"Boss, something's happened. The liaison point in Haojiang has been raided again." The subordinate didn't waste any words and said directly to Mars.

"Bang!" Marston was furious and nearly smashed his desk to pieces with a slap: "Chen Jiajun, you've gone too far!"

Chen Jiajun had no intention of joking with anyone, especially those locust-like guys from the CIA.

When they say they're going to wipe out their contact points, they're not just making empty promises.

Looking at the pictures sent by his subordinates, showing CIA agents dying one after another, Mars felt both angry and helpless.

Chen Jiajun is like a hedgehog covered in thorns, impossible to bite.

"Connect me to the Impossible Missions Agency (IMF). I need more capable agents to handle this," Mars said coldly to his subordinates after venting his anger.

Soon his subordinates contacted the IMF team in China.

"William, it's been a long time," Mars greeted the man appearing on the screen.

"Mars, is there something you need?" William asked, somewhat surprised.

Mars said helplessly, "Yes, there's something going on in Asia that requires your Ethan to come over."

The Ethan that Mars mentioned is named Ethan Hunt.

This guy is a legendary CIA agent; the CIA director once said that about Ethan.

"He is a highly trained and efficient top agent. There is no secret he cannot obtain, no security line he cannot breach, and no person he cannot impersonate."

Therefore, when faced with a formidable enemy like Chen Jiajun, Mars immediately thought of this legendary agent.

Unfortunately, his wish was destined to be in vain.

“I’m sorry, Mars, Ethan is already on a mission.” William said regretfully, “You may have to wait a while.”

"damn it."

Mars was surprised by the coincidence and could only curse under his breath before hanging up the phone.

Without the legendary agent, Mars dared not make any rash moves and could only swallow his anger in a very humiliating way.

"Boss, there's been no movement from Macau. Looks like those CIA rats don't dare to show their faces," Archie said to Chen Jiajun with a smile.

Chen Jiajun snorted coldly: "That's not enough. Sweep up every single one in the Greater Bay Area. And in the Philippines, have a good talk with Duterte and kill those drug dealers who smuggle laundry detergent for the CIA."

Today, the Guojun Group has considerable influence in Davao City, Philippines.

Moreover, he has a good relationship with Mayor Duterte, so I believe Duterte will certainly not refuse this small request.

Yaqi nodded. Once the intelligence agencies were established, Chen Jiajun planned to build a base in Brunei.

At that time, a vast intelligence network centered on Brunei could radiate throughout Southeast Asia.

By then, the CIA and MI6 will all be garbage.

Where do they even have the right to stir up trouble in Asia?
After sending Yaqi away, Chen Jiajun had some free time.

The advantages of having many subordinates became apparent, with Lao E and Dum taking charge of the Brunei Kingdom.

Lao Yu, Aoen, and Bai Lu are in charge of the Hong Kong triads.

Yachi was in charge of building the intelligence agency.

He was the only one who had nothing to do.

With nothing else to do, Chen Jiajun went to visit Hongxing Entertainment Company.

Today, Hung Hing Entertainment Company is a well-known name.

Many of the films he has made have become classics among classics.

With the establishment of the Tseung Kwan O Film City, many film crews have filmed scenes here.

It can be described as a place teeming with handsome men and beautiful women.

"Hey boss, come pick up Sister Zhi from get off work!" Da Fei greeted Chen Jiajun with a smile and ran over.

Chen Jiajun looked at the lipstick mark on Dafei's face speechlessly and said, "You, a well-known film tycoon in Hong Kong, don't you care about your image at all? If you like her, take her home! Stop messing around in the film studio!"

Dafei then realized what was happening, chuckled, wiped away the lipstick stain, and said, "I couldn't help myself, I couldn't help myself. Boss, a lot of pretty girls have come over lately. Want me to introduce you to a couple?"

"No thanks, I don't have your appetite," Chen Jiajun quickly stopped him.

Dafei's taste is definitely questionable; Chen Jiajun isn't the kind of person who's casual about things.

Zhao Yazhi made a cameo appearance in the TV series "The Flying Fox of Snowy Mountain" today; her role was not very large.

When she got off work, Chen Jiajun took Azhi to Lu Yu Tea House for afternoon tea.

"What's the recommendation today?" Chen Jiajun called over the waiter and asked.

Chen Jiajun was a regular at the teahouse, and the waiters all knew him, so they smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, shark fin rice is popular these days, would you like to try it?"

"Shark fin is shark fin, why bother with rice? Isn't that a waste?" Chen Jiajun said, somewhat speechless.

The waiter immediately explained, "This is a popular way to eat in teahouses these days."

"Oh? Is there any explanation?" Chen Jiajun asked, somewhat puzzled.

The waiter scratched the back of his head and said, "I don't know either, but it seems like everyone has more money lately, and they're being much more generous when they come for tea."

Hearing what the waiter said, Chen Jiajun became curious.

After making some inquiries, Chen Jiajun learned that in recent years, Hong Kong citizens have made a fortune in the stock market.

He became much more extravagant, unlike big shots like Chen Jiajun who could afford shark fin soup and abalone as appetizers.

However, ordinary people can also go to a teahouse and order a bowl of shark fin rice to satisfy their cravings.

Upon learning this news, Chen Jiajun immediately lost his appetite for the food.

This kind of frenzied, overly enthusiastic approach is not a good thing.

This is especially true for the currently fragile stock market.

"Never mind, let's do it the same way," Chen Jiajun said, waving his hand.

Zhao Yazhi waved her hand in front of Chen Jiajun's eyes, looking somewhat puzzled, and said, "You seem to have something on your mind."

Chen Jiajun grabbed Zhao Yazhi's hand, kissed it, and said, "I am indeed considering some things."

Sister A-Zhi wasn't used to being so intimate in public, and shyly pulled her hand back, saying, "Is it about the shark fin rice we just had?"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "I guess we're related. But let's not think about it too much. It's more important to have dinner with Sister A-Zhi."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's sweet words, Zhao Yazhi blushed and gave him a coquettish retort.

That very evening, Chen Jiajun enjoyed Sister A-Zhi's meticulous care, almost making the big boss reluctant to get out of bed, much like a "king who would never hold court again."

However, Chen Jiajun kept thinking about what happened at Lu Yu Tea House yesterday, and he felt like he might have forgotten something.

So he arrived at the company early in the morning and called Wei Li.

(End of this chapter)