Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Hearing He Guorong's explanation, Li Yaohua had an even bigger headache.

The old man said calmly, "There's no need for such trouble. My partners have already caught wind of several spies and have memorized them. Even if they succeed, we can just snatch the target back, can't we?"

Upon hearing the old man's words, Li Yaohua immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you confident?"

"How many spies are there?" He Guorong asked the old man with a frown.

"There are about eight people, divided into two groups," the old man said calmly. "I estimate that one group will create chaos while the other group takes the opportunity to snatch people."

"Eight people?" He Guorong looked at Long Wu and the others beside him: "That shouldn't be a problem."

The eight spies who were preparing to make their move were completely unaware that they were being watched.

After entering the hall, the group separated.

The group arrived at the most crowded buffet table.

Another group quietly approached the Englishmen protected by MI6.

Just as they were about to become alert, the four men at the buffet table suddenly pulled out several button-like objects from their pockets and slammed them to the ground.

Then thick smoke billowed out, enveloping the entire hall.

Faced with the sudden burst of thick smoke, the guests in the hall immediately panicked.

Meanwhile, several spies close to the Englishmen attacked MI6's bodyguards.

These guys seemed to be very familiar with MI6, and the two of them directly blocked the MI6 agent's arms from the left and right.

The dagger in his hand was thrust at the MI6 agent in an extremely cunning manner.

The MI6 agent was already at a disadvantage, and before he could even draw his gun, he felt someone lock his hand.

Then I felt a pain under my ribs and immediately lost consciousness.

After dealing with the MI6 agent, the remaining two people took out a handkerchief and covered the Englishman's mouth and nose.

Ignoring his struggles, they simply lifted him up and moved him toward the door.

The current chaotic situation makes it easy for them to escape.

However, the old villain who had been observing the situation was not so easy to deal with.

These tricks were completely ineffective against him.

Seeing that the other party had succeeded, the old evil man immediately ordered He Guorong, "The four people by the table, prepare to leave. Take care of them. The rest of you have already left with your men. Follow it and chase after them."

He Guorong reacted quickly: "Long Wu, take some men and chase after those guys. The rest of you, come with me."

As he spoke, He Guorong drew his sidearm and charged into the thick fog.

After realizing their mission was a success, the spies lowered their guard slightly and intended to make a quick getaway.

But unexpectedly, Ho Kwok-wing had already led his men to pounce on them.

Although He Guorong was old, his fighting ability was obviously inferior to that of the enemy's spies.

However, the political corps under his command were all strong and healthy, and their fighting strength as Li Yaohua's troops was not weak.

After receiving instructions from the old evil man, they easily captured the spies.

By this time, the thick smoke had dissipated, and the still-shaken guests found no danger.

Instead, they saw Ho Kwok-wing and his men take control of several spies.

The Americans were quite upset by what happened; they hadn't expected such a thing to happen on the casino's very first day of operation.

Fortunately, it wasn't a terrorist attack, otherwise it would have been a real mess.

"Your Excellency President, what's going on?" the American asked Li Yaohua angrily.

Li Yaohua rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "I've already warned you not to make too much noise, but you don't seem to have listened at all."

The American devils looked very ugly when Li Yaohua cut them off.

Li Yaohua had said this before, but they hadn't taken it to heart.

It's clearly impossible to shift the blame to Li Yaohua now that things have gone wrong.

After taking stock, the guests, still shaken, were quite dissatisfied, but fortunately, no one was seriously injured.

There was just one unlucky guy who got stepped on a few times in the back while he was running away in a panic.

"The owner of that British financial company has been kidnapped, and his bodyguards have been killed." After the headcount was completed, the American said with a grim expression, "It seems your guys' target was him. What do we do now?"

Several hotel owners behind the scenes set their sights on Li Yaohua.

That seems to imply that since the incident happened on your turf, you are responsible for it.

Li Yaohua rolled his eyes again and said, "Don't worry, my men have already gone after them. But now it's best to question those damned spies."

Upon hearing Li Yaohua's words, the expressions of the spies who had been pinned to the ground changed.

Then a ferocious expression appeared on his face, and he fiercely pulled out the hidden poison from under his teeth and bit it open.

In an instant, the spy being interrogated convulsed and died, foaming at the mouth.

"Oh no, it's poison. Remove their jaws."

He Guorong's expression changed, and he immediately spoke to his subordinates.

However, they were too slow, and three of the four spies died on the spot.

The last one was dealt with by the old villain, who grabbed his jaw and dislocated it.

"Damn, this isn't your average spy. This is a suicide squad." The American guys were secretly alarmed by the situation.

The forces behind cultivating such assassins are clearly extraordinary.

The spy, Feng, whom the old evil had captured, struggled frantically, but unfortunately, he could do nothing under the old evil's iron fist.

"Boss, we've found him. The person behind this is in a hotel near the airport." Old Evil took out his phone and notified Chen Jiajun directly.

"A hotel next to the airport?" Chen Jiajun sneered. "As expected, you're skilled and daring. Bai Lu, you should go there yourself."

Bai Lu smiled with delight and immediately drove the young demon slave directly to the hotel.

You should know that she hasn't had a chance to stretch her muscles in a long time.

Meanwhile, Long Wu had already given chase.

The spies acted swiftly, throwing the Englishman into the car before flooring the gas pedal and speeding away.

Long Wu sneered, pushed out a motorcycle that had been prepared beforehand from next to the hotel, and the group drove off to catch up.

The spies in the car thought they had shaken off their pursuers and were about to breathe a sigh of relief.

But just then, the spy driving the car suddenly shouted, "They're coming!"

It turned out that Long Wu and his group had already taken a shortcut and were waiting for these spies ahead.

They had even set up roadblocks and tire spikes.

"Watch out!" the spy captain exclaimed, but it was too late for the car to brake.

After the tire was punctured by a nail, the car lost control and crashed into a nearby tree.

The Englishman who had been captured by the spy was also ejected from the trunk.

Long Wu simply ordered his men to take the Englishmen back, saying he could handle the rest on his own.

"Boss, the person at the hotel who was responsible for attracting attention has been arrested."

Inside the airport hotel, the female spy walked in and spoke to the tall man.

"Indeed impressive." The man nodded and said, "It seems we all underestimated this tiny Brunei Kingdom."

"Not only that, the team that kidnapped Irving has also lost contact." The female spy hesitated for a moment before saying, "I think it's possible..."

The man said calmly, "It seems we've failed this time."

"So what do we do now?" the female spy asked, pausing for a moment.

The man nodded and said, "What else can we do? Let's get ready and go. If we don't leave now, we might not be able to leave at all."

The female spy nodded: "Understood, boss. I'll go prepare right away."

"No need to prepare, let's go now. It'll just be you and me," the man waved his hand and said directly.

"Huh? But there's more." The female spy paused, about to say something, but when she turned her head and saw the man's sharp eyes, she swallowed her words: "I understand, start the plane immediately."

The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the scenery of Brunei again, and said with a smile, "This is so interesting. We should have a chance to meet again."

After saying that, he turned around and left the hotel with his female spy subordinate.

When Bai Lu finally arrived, she was met with the man's men who had been left in the hotel.

Seeing that Bai Lu's arrival was ill-intentioned, the other party did not hesitate to launch an attack on the spot.

Bai Lu immediately smiled: "As expected, it's here. Let's charge in."

With that, Bai Lu drew her gun and charged towards the hotel.

The young demon slaves behind her also howled and grabbed their weapons, following Bai Lu.

The mysterious man brought mostly spies to Brunei. They might be good at assassinations, sabotage, and intelligence gathering, but direct combat was not their forte.

Not to mention they were no match for this group of fighting madmen. In less than ten minutes, all the spies in the hotel were wiped out, and the hotel guests were trembling with fear.

Bai Lu searched the area but couldn't find any trace of the leader. She interrogated several people, but none knew his whereabouts. Instead, an extremely dangerous sense of crisis rose within Bai Lu.

She quickly sensed something was wrong in the hotel and immediately ordered her young demon slaves to evacuate the hotel's customers.

Fortunately, the previous gunfight had already gathered these customers together, and the young demon slaves immediately led everyone out.

They hadn't gone far when a terrifying explosion came from the hotel behind them.

The powerful blast wave even shattered the windows of nearby shops and residential buildings.

Such a terrifying explosion really scared everyone.

Bai Lu's face was also very ugly. Who would have thought that this bastard would be so insidious?

After reporting this to Chen Jiajun, Bai Lu gritted her teeth and said, "Boss, I'm definitely going to skin this guy alive."

Chen Jiajun said helplessly, "You can't catch him. I just heard from people at the airport that he has already left on a private plane."

"Damn it, at least he ran fast," Bai Lu said through gritted teeth.

Chen Jiajun smiled and comforted him, "But don't worry, I also gave your eldest son a gift."

Chen Jiajun wasn't willing to suffer a loss. Now that they had found out who was causing trouble, how could they not make preparations in advance?

After all, Brunei was his territory.

High in the sky, a mysterious man was sitting in his private jet, drinking champagne and reading a book.

Just then, the phone rang, which immediately alerted the man.

The man lifted the cushion of the seat next to him and immediately found a satellite phone.

Seeing the satellite phone still ringing, the man got up and answered it.

Then Chen Jiajun's voice came through the phone: "Although I don't know who you are, it seems a bit impolite to leave without saying goodbye."

The man smiled and said, "If I don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."

"I haven't yet had the pleasure of learning your name," Chen Jiajun asked again.

“You can call me Silva.” Silva smiled and said, “You don’t need to introduce yourself, I know you. Mr. Chen Jiajun, the King of Hong Kong, I really didn’t expect that Brunei was also under your control. That president must also be one of your subordinates.”

"You've investigated quite thoroughly," Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

Chen Jiajun's relationship with Brunei is indeed intricate, but without sufficient intelligence, one might not even know about it.

Judging from this, Silva is no ordinary person.

"You flatter me, Mr. Chen," Silva said with a smile. "It was a pleasure playing games with you. We can play another round next time."

"Next time? There might not be another chance." Chen Jiajun said with some regret, "Seeing that you left in such a hurry, I gave you a gift. Perhaps we will never meet again. So, I think I won this round. Well then, I wish you a safe journey."

After saying that, Chen Jiajun hung up the phone immediately.

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Silva's expression immediately changed.

They immediately lifted the cushion holding the satellite phone, revealing a huge gift box inside.

Upon opening the gift box, they discovered it contained a time bomb.

Looking at the timer, there's less than half a minute left.

"Fake."

Silva cursed and jumped up as if his backside was on fire, finding the parachute and life vest.

Then he simply ripped open the hatch and jumped out.

As soon as Silva deployed his parachute, before he could even float for a short while, the plane above him exploded violently.

It was as if a fireball had appeared out of nowhere, engulfing the entire plane.

Meanwhile, in the presidential palace of Brunei.

Chen Jiajun watched the screen fill with flames, and after the image disappeared, he turned to Bai Lu and said, "You should be calm now."

Bai Lu said viciously, "That bastard got off easy."

"Alright, take the brothers and get on with the cleanup. Leave none of Silva's men alive," Chen Jiajun said calmly.

Bai Lu nodded, then led her men to deal with the aftermath of Silva's actions.

Meanwhile, the Englishman who had been captured by Silva was returned.

Seeing that the other party was unharmed, the casino manager breathed a long sigh of relief.

If something were to happen to this Englishman, their plan would be off the table, and it might even cause a huge problem.

"Mr. Owen, are you alright?" Seeing that the other party had returned unharmed despite being somewhat disheveled.

The casino manager immediately went over to them.

But Owen ignored the two men and kept thanking Long Wu: "Thank you so much, gentlemen. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have been taken away by those terrorists."

Long Wu maintained his indifferent expression and said calmly to Owen, "It's just our duty. We are following the President's orders."

Although Long Wu seemed indifferent, Irving didn't care.

After all, he's my savior.

He then turned around, shook hands with Li Yaohua, and his tone and attitude underwent a complete change.

Li Yaohua said with a smile, "Mr. Owen, I'm sorry that I didn't discover these damned spies in time, which led to the deaths of your men."

Owen waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about such trivial matters. My bodyguards are all useless junk that MI6 assigned to me. I didn't expect that they not only failed to protect my safety, but also failed to detect those damn spies. If these useless junk don't die, I'll make them pay when we get back."

Although a minor incident during the opening ceremony caused many guests to leave early, a few key individuals remained.

Their arrival was not simply due to the opening of the hotel and casino, but rather for a much larger purpose.

So after the matter was resolved, just as Li Yaohua was about to leave, that American found him.

"Your Excellency President, we have something good to discuss with you. Do you have the time?" a few American devils said to Li Yaohua.

"Huh, are you all together?" Li Yaohua said, somewhat puzzled.

"That's right, this is a fantastic thing," the American exclaimed dramatically.

Li Yaohua nodded and said, "In that case, alright."

"This way, please." The foreigners fawned over Li Yaohua and led him into a conference room.

Most of the wealthy people who had come to celebrate the hotel's opening were also in the conference room.

The two Americans began to share their thoughts and ideas.

Brunei was originally part of England, but for well-known reasons, England has found it increasingly difficult to control its overseas colonies.

This can be seen from the independence of many colonies.

So now it can be said that Li Yaohua has complete control.

They wanted to persuade Li Yaohua to issue a decree exempting foreign companies from taxes in Brunei.

"Your Excellency President, although exempting taxes may cause some losses to Brunei, it is a very good thing for its long-term development."

"At that time, companies from all countries will flock here. Given Brunei's size, it is entirely possible to become rich because of this."

Several American devils immediately began to analyze the pros and cons of doing this with Li Yaohua.

They even brought up the Cayman Islands issue.

Although Li Yaohua had already learned about this from the old man, he was still shocked by the greed of these foreigners.

He had never seen such a shameless person, who allowed Brunei to exempt him from taxes and then pretended it was for his own good.

Then they pocketed all the profits.

This is no longer a matter of greed; it's completely treating oneself like a fool.

Li Yaohua's face immediately darkened as he said, "You've talked so much about the benefits, but where are the profits?"

These words immediately rendered the foreigners speechless.

Li Yaohua sneered, "Do you all think I'm some kind of country bumpkin who's never seen the world? You can make a fortune from this, but all I get is a few words about getting something in return?"

“I know you want to imitate the Cayman Islands and create a tax haven, right? That’s because King George III of England was once shipwrecked and rescued by the islanders of the Cayman Islands. To thank the islanders for their kindness, he decreed that the residents of the Cayman Islands would not have to pay taxes or serve in the military. In 1978, England issued a royal decree permanently exempting the Cayman Islands from tax obligations.”

"But why do you think I would do that? Or do you think that opening a casino in Brunei will allow you to control the government of Brunei?"

As he finished speaking, Li Yaohua's tone became increasingly stern.

This left these ill-intentioned foreigners almost speechless.

It's important to understand that Li Yaohua is no ordinary person. He seized power through a fierce coup, not by groveling and currying favor with these foreigners to secure his position.

Therefore, it is definitely not feasible for these foreigners to treat Brunei in the same way they treat other colonial rulers.

Furthermore, with Chen Jiajun, the boss behind Li Yaohua, he would never allow such a thing to happen.

So, at this point, the talks have essentially broken down.

Li Yaohua stood up abruptly, threw back his chair, and left the conference room.

This made the faces of the foreigners present quite unpleasant. (End of Chapter)