Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Mr. Hong, what happened?" the fisherman asked, somewhat puzzled.

Hong Wengang shook his head and said, "I don't know, I threw away my phone. Get me a phone and get the fishing boat ready."

The fisherman's wife quickly got a telephone, while the fisherman himself went to prepare the fishing boat.

Hong Wengang dialed Gao Jin's number again.

At this point, Hong Wengang dared not trust anyone and could only continue to contact his trusted confidants.

Fortunately, the call was finally answered this time, and Gao Jin's cold voice came through: "Who is it?"

"It's me." Hong Wengang breathed a sigh of relief: "What happened on your end? Why didn't you answer the phone for so long?"

Gao Jin said calmly, "There's been some trouble in Pattaya, and the mayor is in a bit of a predicament. But don't worry, everything is under control. We'll catch Chen Zhijie soon."

"Hurry. I can't hold on much longer." As his trusted confidant, Hong Wengang naturally had no doubts and continued, "Something has happened in Hong Kong. Come pick me up in international waters. Remember, alone."

"Understood, Mr. Hong," Gao Jin said seriously.

Soon the fishermen's boat was ready, and they said to Hong Wengang, "Mr. Hong, when are you leaving?"

“Now.” Hong Wengang stood up, leaning on his cane.

Now that there's no hope for his own brother's heart, and the killer hasn't sent any word for a long time, it's clear he was outmaneuvered by the police.

So Hong Wengang planned to flee to Thailand and use the electronic heart to sustain himself for a while.

Soon, Hong Wengang boarded an unremarkable fishing boat, but as he stood by the side of the boat looking at the night view of Hong Kong, his face was full of resentment.

It's unclear whether it's out of attachment to her younger brother's heart or to her own career.

The fishermen were very familiar with the environment around Xiangjiang. They led Hong Wengang around the marine police and quickly left the waters of Xiangjiang.

However, the fishing boats don't have much range and can't go very far.

However, once they reached international waters, they were running low on fuel and had to stop to wait for Gao Jin's help.

About half an hour later, another fishing boat came into Hong Wengang's view.

Hong Wengang asked the fishermen to take out their flashlights and give a signal.

The fishing boat on the other side quickly responded with a signal.
After checking twice to make sure there were no problems, Hong Wengang said to the fishermen, "Move the fishing boat closer."

"Yes, Mr. Hong."

The fishermen nodded and immediately approached the other fishing boat.

Sure enough, Gao Jin's tall figure appeared in front of Hong Wengang from another fishing boat.

Hong Wengang nodded and said to the fisherman, "Go back now. Remember what you should and shouldn't say."

The fisherman nodded: "Understood, Mr. Hong."

The fisherman turned and left, ignoring Hong Wengang.

This was just as they had agreed beforehand, as long as Hong Wengang used this favor.

The two had no further connection, and the fisherman would never have known Hong Wengang.

After a long and arduous journey, Hong Wengang's heart was starting to give out.

After coughing twice and sitting down, he said to Gao Jin, "What exactly happened in Thailand? What's going on with the mayor of Pattaya? How did he suddenly fall from power?"

Gao Jin said with a serious expression, "Someone raided my prison and rescued Chen Zhijie. I went to seek help from the mayor of Pattaya, and then someone brought the Human Rights Council and foreign journalists to expose the organ factory."

"What? What?" Hong Wengang was also a little confused after hearing this series of news.

If Gao Jin's intentions are correct, not only was his base in Hong Kong raided, but his base in Thailand was also raided.

Hong Wengang immediately became agitated: "Why are you only telling me now?"

But at this moment, Gao Jin did not speak, but just looked at Hong Wengang indifferently.

Hong Wengang roared furiously, "Speak! Why?"

"Let me tell you about this."

At that moment, another sound rang out from the fishing boat.

Then Hong Wengang looked on in horror as Chen Jiajun walked out of the fish hold of the fishing boat.

There was also a man and a woman with him.

"Chen Jiajun?" Hong Wengang stared at the man in front of him in disbelief, his mind a complete mess.

He didn't know why Chen Jiajun had targeted him, and what was most frightening was that he hadn't even noticed.

Chen Jiajun leaned against the railing of the fishing boat and said calmly, "He won't tell you because it was my order."

"What do you mean?" Hong Wengang no longer cared why Chen Jiajun was here, and took two steps back, asking with a wary look.

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "It means exactly what it says. Gao Jin, make your former boss wake up."

Then, to Hong Wengang's horrified gaze, Gao Jin walked right up to him, grabbed him, and then lifted one of his legs and swung it hard in the seawater twice.

The salty seawater made Hong Wengang feel very uncomfortable, but he was quickly lifted up.

At the same time, he realized something very fatal: Gao Jin, the dog he had picked up from the KKK industrial park in Cambodia, was now out of his control and had instead recognized Chen Jiajun as its master.

"Gao Jin, you bastard, how dare you betray me!" Hong Wengang's eyes were bloodshot as he glared fiercely at Gao Jin. "What exactly did he give you?"

At this moment, Chen Jiajun's voice came from the side: "Let me interrupt for a moment. Your use of the word 'betrayal' might not be appropriate."

Hong Wengang looked at Chen Jiajun: "What do you mean?"

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said, "It's very simple. I didn't turn Gao Jin to the side; I controlled him."

After resolving the issue of the organ factory in Thailand, Gao Jin became a stray dog.

Even alone, he still launched a suicidal attack on Archie without any mercy.

The result was predictable.

Gao Jin is very capable, and even within Hung Hing, only Tian Yangsheng might be able to surpass him.

But against Yachi, he was clearly no match.

He was given a severe beating by Yaqi and then arrested.

Gao Jin has many merits: he is loyal, a good fighter, and fluent in multiple languages. He is indeed a talented person.

Chen Jiajun clearly had taken a liking to talent, so he had Bai Lu use a mind control technique on him.

Although mind control has a success rate, it cannot be withstood by those who are not mentally strong.

And if you don't handle it properly, you could burn your brain.

However, after using it seven or eight times in a row, even though Bai Lu was exhausted, she still managed to control Gao Jin.

From the moment the mind control was successful, Gao Jin, Hong Wengang's loyal dog, became Chen Jiajun's.

Although he didn't know what Chen Jiajun meant by "control," Hong Wengang knew he had no way out.

"Why, why are you trying to stop me?" Hong Wengang roared hysterically at Chen Jiajun, "What does this have to do with you?"

Looking at Hong Wengang's performance, Chen Jiajun said with some disdain, "Tsk, I didn't expect that this level would be enough to break down someone like you?"

Hong Wengang just wanted to vent all his anger: "I've saved so many people, I've saved so many lives. Why can't I find someone to save my life now that I'm about to die?"

“Hong Wenbiao is my own brother. What business is it of yours what happens between us? Why are you all trying to stop me? My path has been so difficult, and I’ve only made it this far thanks to God’s blessing.”

"Why can't I risk my life to save those who don't know how to cherish their own bodies? You're a rich person too, what if you need me someday?"

Seeing Hong Wengang's twisted logic and his insistence on being right, Chen Jiajun was speechless.
However, Chen Jiajun didn't need to reason with this kind of person; his values ​​had been completely destroyed.

Moreover, Chen Jiajun had no intention of letting him live.

Because Hong Wengang's life was used by him to establish his authority.

So Chen Jiajun said calmly to Hong Wengang, "I'm not interested in the business you're in, nor in your life. All I know is that if you do something you shouldn't in Hong Kong, there should be some punishment."

"You mean, the rules you set?" Hong Wengang said mockingly, "Just because others call you the 'King of Hong Kong' makes you think you're a king? Hong Kong is the territory of the British devils. You're nothing more than a dog in the British colony."

Since he was already doomed, Hong Wengang decided to go all out. Even when facing the renowned Chen Jiajun, he showed no fear.

To Hong Wengang's surprise, Chen Jiajun didn't get angry. Instead, he calmly said, "That's right, what I say is the rule. And who's the dog and who's the master, who knows?"

Hong Wengang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

He had always thought of himself as a madman, a heartless and insane guy.

After all, if someone can be so ruthless to their own younger brother, then no one else is important to them except themselves.

But today he saw someone even more arrogant than himself.

"I always thought I was crazy, but I never expected you to be even crazier than me." Hong Wengang laughed so hard he coughed, managing to get the sentence out in fits and starts.

Chen Jiajun didn't care, after all, although Yingjili was still on a downward trend.

However, in the eyes of many, it is still the British Empire on which the sun never sets.

Some people are even proud to be English dogs.

But Chen Jiajun is different. He has the insight to see nearly fifty years into the future, and he also has a cheat code that can flip the table.

He'll keep playing if he wants to, and he'll flip the table and run away if he doesn't.

What are those Englishmen compared to us?
So Chen Jiajun lost interest in continuing the conversation and said indifferently, "Killing you seems too lenient. I heard you have a serious heart condition, so let's play a game of choice."

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun gave Gao Jin a wink, and Gao Jin grabbed Hong Wengang by the collar and threw him into the sea.

Hong Wengang already had a serious heart condition, and the blood and oxygen supply to his heart was constantly decreasing. If he continued to struggle at sea, this process would be accelerated.

But if he doesn't struggle, he will drown.

Therefore, Hong Wengang now only has two choices: either he continues to exhaust himself, causing a heart attack, or he drowns. There is no third option.

Hong Wengang's ability to harm his own brother demonstrates his strong desire to live.

He was struggling in the seawater, trying to maintain his balance, when, in despair, his heart stopped beating.

This is the punishment Chen Jiajun gave him for all the dirty business he did.

The next day, Hong Wengang's younger brother, Hong Wenbiao, regained consciousness.

They also identified everything that Hong Wengang had done.

The police immediately obtained an arrest warrant and prepared to arrest Hong Wengang directly.

Although Hong Wengang's men were captured, no matter how the police interrogated them, no one knew Hong Wengang's whereabouts.

Left with no other option, the police issued an arrest warrant for Xian.

A few days later, at a pier on Lantau Island, the marine police reported finding a floating body.

DNA testing confirmed that the body was indeed Hong Wengang.

Moreover, Hong Wengang's cause of death was not murder, but was confirmed by the forensic doctor himself to be due to a heart attack.

It was somewhat regrettable that the police were unable to arrest Hong Wengang themselves.

Fortunately, this case involving the trafficking of organs by a multinational corporation can now be closed.

However, Chen Guohua from Interpol did not look pleased.

"Ahua, the case's closed, why are you still looking so gloomy?" Chen Guohua's superior walked over, smiling, and said, "Because we did a good job this time, your irregularities won't be investigated, and you've even been promoted a small rank. I heard your nephew is alright in Thailand too, and he's planning to donate bone marrow to a little girl before coming back."

Chen Guohua forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just haven't figured out some parts."

Chen Guohua recalled the sudden appearance of Old Yu that day, and the untimely death of Hong Wengang. He felt that this matter was related to Hong Xing, but now he could only wait for Chen Zhijie to return to find out the whole story.
The police did not know why Hung Hing was getting involved in this matter.

However, it seems that the news has already spread throughout the martial arts world.

First, Cambodia's KKK industrial park was destroyed, and then Thailand's organ processing plant was exposed.

Both of these incidents are related to Hung Hing.

In addition, Old Prison had previously notified all the triads in Hong Kong that he planned to expose those bastards who were involved in the piglet-selling business.
People couldn't help but think that this matter was probably orchestrated by Chen Jiajun, who was behind the old prison.

"I'll take it, Boss Jun is really awesome."

Although he is no longer in the martial arts world, his legend still lives on.

"Hmph, I've long disliked those bastards who make a living off piglets and beggars. Now they've finally met their match."

"Making money in the underworld is fine, but you dare to do such a despicable business?"

"Don't be shameless. What's so great about you bastards who run stable businesses? You're just trying to make yourselves look good."

The underworld was in an uproar, but everyone knew that Boss Jun was giving everyone a warning: if anyone dared to do piggy business in Hong Kong, they shouldn't blame him for being impolite.

Such a deterrent is quite effective; at least the major triads in Hong Kong are behaving themselves.

Even those who run stables no longer dare to bring in any special services from other places.

Because they knew Chen Jiajun was serious about this. Anyone who disobeyed could really die.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiajun himself was at home looking at a list provided by Zheng Hanshou.

These bastards who run a piglet business are all connected in some way.

This network is enormous, stretching from Bangkok brothels to the streets of Manila, from Moscow train stations to freight routes in Tanzania, from the suburbs of New York to the beaches of Mexico—it is virtually everywhere, both visible and invisible.

However, Chen Jiajun doesn't care much about anything outside of Asia; he only cares about his own little corner of the world.

Besides the KKK industrial park in Cambodia and the organ factory in Pattaya that he destroyed, the only other organization he is known for in Asia is an organization called Asian Dolls.

This organization is different from simply trafficking people. Although they also traffic minors, they generally target girls, and after trafficking, they train them to be killers. The scale of their operation is not large.

However, the things that were created were extremely bad.

At least in the Greater Bay Area (Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan), a considerable number of people die each year from this killer organization.

Moreover, this organization was extremely arrogant and mocked people, so it's absolutely impossible for them to be without anyone backing them up.

Chen Jiajun vaguely felt that this organization was very familiar, and he must have seen similar films in his previous life.

However, I've forgotten most of the specifics because it's been so long.

However, now that he had found a clue, Chen Jiajun would not let it go, which would only make things more difficult for Yaqi's intelligence organization.

"By the way, boss, I discovered something very interesting when you guys came back from Thailand."

Yaqi received the order but did not leave immediately. Instead, he hesitated for a moment and then spoke to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun was taken aback for a moment and asked, "What is it?"

“A major drug lord has returned from Thailand,” Archie said seriously. “This guy is named Tsang Kin. He used to be the head of the largest laundry detergent group in Hong Kong, and he was the one who took the largest share of the market after the four major detectives fell from power.”

"Oh?" Chen Jiajun's interest was piqued upon hearing this. "Then why have I never heard of this guy before?"

Yachi frowned and said, "Seven years ago, this guy was betrayed during a deal. He was then wanted by the police and had no choice but to flee to Thailand."

"I think that since this guy chose to come back at this time, he must have already prepared for revenge. I think the martial arts world will definitely be stirred up again."

Chen Jiajun stroked his chin, pondering carefully.

To be honest, Hong Kong's triads are deeply entrenched, and Chen Jiajun simply doesn't want to get involved.

When the time comes, these gangs will automatically disappear, and there will be no place for them to survive.

Even if they beat their heads to a pulp, it has nothing to do with Chen Jiajun.

But these bastards who play with laundry detergent are different; these guys can cause widespread poisoning.

This is why Chen Jiajun chose to eliminate Asian Ice Queen and Lin Kun, these financial backers.

Chen Jiajun had absolutely no recollection of Zeng Jian.

It's unlikely that it will cause any significant trouble.

So after hesitating for a moment, he said to Archie, "Let's see what kind of trouble this guy can cause. If the narcotics squad is really too useless, we'll give them a hand." (End of Chapter)