Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Guan Shihua was brought over very quickly.

The moment Chen Jiajun saw Guan Shihua appear, his eyes practically popped out.

By this time, Guan Shihua had already been beaten half to death and was completely out of his mind.

It takes two people to support him to walk with difficulty.

Then look at this kid, his hands and feet are hanging limply, he can't exert any strength at all, obviously his tendons have been cut.

It wasn't just Chen Jiajun who had this expression; Xisai also looked quite grim.

If Guan Shihua was only taught a lesson, even if he was beaten so badly that his own mother wouldn't recognize him, it wouldn't be a problem.

At most, Chen Jiajun would throw a tantrum at the Corleone family's turf.

However, the current situation has clearly exceeded Chen Jiajun's expectations.

Now we have no choice but to fight.

Otherwise, if word got out that Chen Jiajun's brother-in-law had his tendons severed and he remained indifferent, how would Hung Hing be able to maintain its reputation in Macau?
Cissé clearly understood this as well, so he quickly said to Chen Jiajun, "Mr. Chen, there seems to be some misunderstanding."

Chen Jiajun raised his hand to interrupt Cisse and said slowly to him, "I personally have great respect for both Godfathers, whether it is His Excellency Victor Corleone or His Excellency Michael Corleone."

"But this matter is clearly not something we can let go of. Let's prepare for war."

Chen Jiajun had his men help Guan Shihua up, then turned to leave.
"Mr. Chen!" Xi Sai became anxious when he saw Chen Jiajun turn and leave without saying a word.

However, this matter is clearly a deadlock. No matter how Guan Shihua became like this, the Corleone family obviously cannot escape responsibility.

Moreover, this matter is no longer a simple personal grudge, but a struggle between two forces.

That's why Chen Jiajun didn't say anything more and directly declared war on the Corleone family.

After taking the critically ill Guan Shihua to the hospital, Chen Jiajun made a phone call home.

After learning about this, Guan Jiahui immediately rushed to Haojiang in tears.

For her safety, Chen Jiajun specially arranged for Yaqi to accompany Guan Jiahui to Haojiang.

Hou Kong University of Science and Technology Hospital is considered one of the top hospitals in Hou Kong.

Moreover, it is a hospital that specializes in treating certain limb injuries.

At this moment, Guan Shihua was wheeled into the operating room for surgery, while Chen Jiajun was waiting with Guan Jiahui at the hospital entrance.

During this time, Chen Jiajun learned about his brother-in-law's situation from Guan Jiahui.

According to Guan Jiahui, Guan Shihua is a very low-key person.

Unlike those spoiled brats who spend all their time in bars and casinos, he never touches things like ketamine or K powder.

This kid even has a knack for business, running a small advertising company thanks to the Guan family's connections.

While not necessarily extremely wealthy, they can at least achieve a comfortable standard of living with an annual income of around ten million.

Yet this very young man got into trouble in Macau, which is quite strange.

Soon the operating room lights came on, and Guan Jiahui immediately ran over to ask the doctor, "Doctor, how is my brother now?"

"Ms. Guan, Mr. Chen," the doctor sighed and said, "Mr. Guan's nerves in his hands and feet were deliberately severed. Although we have reconnected them, he may be left with a disability. Even if the recovery is successful, he will only be able to regain about 50% of his mobility."

"Why did this happen?" Guan Jiahui burst into tears on the spot.

Chen Jiajun frowned and said, "Is there a better outcome?"

The doctor shook his head helplessly and said, "This is already the best outcome. We even invited experts from the United States to conduct a joint consultation. Those experts said that even if we sent them to the best hospitals in the United States, the result would be the same."

"However, if things are organized properly, it may not affect Mr. Guan's daily life. It's just that he may no longer be able to do some exercise or physical labor."

Upon hearing the doctor's words, Chen Jiajun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wouldn't be disabled.

As long as he doesn't become disabled, Chen Jiajun could afford to support this kid for the rest of his life.

Hearing the conversation between the doctor and Chen Jiajun, Guan Jiahui wiped away her tears and said, "Doctor, can I go see my brother now?"

"Yes, that's fine, but Mr. Guan has just woken up from anesthesia, so it's best if you don't stay too long," the doctor nodded and said.

Chen Jiajun and Guan Jiahui entered the ward, where Guan Shihua's hands and feet were tightly wrapped up.

Upon seeing Chen Jiajun and Guan Jiahui, Guan Shihua said somewhat aggrievedly, "Sister, brother-in-law, you've arrived."

Guan Jiahui rushed over and hugged her younger brother, bursting into tears. After Chen Jiajun sat down, he said to Guan Shihua, "Little brother, what exactly happened? If someone really did this on purpose, I will definitely avenge you."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Guan Shihua immediately gave a wry smile: "Brother-in-law, I was blind and misjudged him. This is no one else's fault."

Hearing Guan Shihua's words, it was clear that something was amiss.

So Chen Jiajun asked Guan Jiahui for help and got the kid to tell him the whole story.

Ultimately, it's just a cliché story of a hot-blooded young man being deceived by a scumbag woman.

This time, however, the scumbag woman wasn't after Guan Shihua's money; she was after his life.

"Her name is Elena. I met her at a party," Guan Shihua began to recall, urged on by his sister.
After listening to Guan Shihua's words, Chen Jiajun roughly understood what was going on.

Simply put, Guan Shihua, an inexperienced newbie, was completely manipulated by a sophisticated woman.

She not only deceived him emotionally, but also lured him to Macau to gamble.

After losing all of Guan Shihua's assets, he also incurred a considerable amount of high-interest loans.

Then these mafia guys dumped him on loan sharks to deal with.

After hearing this, Chen Jiajun's face turned terribly gloomy.

If Guan Shihua wasn't lying, this matter couldn't be resolved by just one or two forces.

This was definitely something that many gangs in Macau did together.

Because this matter involves too many things, it cannot be handled by one or two organizations.

Guan Jiahui pitifully grabbed Chen Jiajun's arm and said, "Brother Jun, you must avenge me!"

Chen Jiajun nodded solemnly and said, "Little brother, your brother-in-law will take care of this for you. Whoever messed with you will definitely pay the price."

Strictly speaking, his brother-in-law suffered an undeserved misfortune in this matter.

It was obvious that someone was stirring up trouble to make Chen Jiajun look bad.

Therefore, it's not an exaggeration to say that he was implicated by Chen Jiajun, so both morally and legally, Chen Jiajun had to seek justice for him. "Bai Lu, you stay with Jia Hui and take good care of them for the next two days." Chen Jiajun stood up, picked up his coat, and said coldly, "Ya Qi, mobilize people to make the Corleone family and all the Mafia casinos close tonight."

“What if they refuse?” Archie said with a sinister grin.

“Then let’s fight.” Chen Jiajun said coldly, “Since they want to see me go crazy, I’ll just go crazy for them. Once the fight starts, the rest of the brothers will sweep through the area, including the brothels of the Water House, the Number Gang, the Big Circle, and Shengyi Hall, leaving no one alive.”

Clearly, Chen Jiajun is planning something big.

That very night, Archie led his young demon slaves directly to the Mafia's casino.

They also drove away all the guests from the casino.

"Hung Hing? What do you want to do?" A member of a mafia family looked at Archie and the young demon slaves behind him and said with a look of fear.

Yaqi arrogantly said, "I'm not doing anything, just telling you that since you've offended our boss, we're not doing business anymore. The casino will be closed for seven days starting today."

"On what grounds?" Although they knew that Hung Hing had a lot of influence in Macau, some people still couldn't help but retort in the face of such domineering words.

"Why should we?" Archie burst into laughter. "Brothers, they actually dare to ask us why?"

This caused all the young demon slaves in Hung Hing to burst into laughter.

This burst of laughter enraged the mafia members: "Macau is not a place where your Hung Hing can control everything."

"Is that so?" Yachi said, a murderous glint in his eyes. "Then we really do intend to cover the sky today."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and his restless young demon slaves roared and charged at the mafia members.

To deal with the mafia, Archie didn't order his men to use weapons; he simply relied on the powerful physique of his young demon slaves to teach these foreigners a lesson.

Under the onslaught of the Hung Hing gang, these Italian foreigners had almost no ability to resist.

Not only were his men beaten so badly they didn't even recognize their own mothers, but the casino was also completely ransacked.

Logically speaking, such a scene should have been enough to prompt the Italian Mafia to use firearms.

Strangely, not only did Hung Hing refrain from using firearms, but the Italian Mafia also appeared remarkably restrained.

It was as if the two sides had made an agreement, and there wasn't even a single case of death.

The worst case involved an unfortunate man who had two ribs broken after someone stepped on his chest.

This conflict was nothing more than a show.

Other clubs, however, were not so lucky.

Especially the number gangs, water rooms, big circles, and Shengyitang were extremely unlucky.

The young demon slaves were ruthless and vicious, not only sweeping up the venue but also killing or injuring many of their underlings who were guarding it.

The scariest thing is that they didn't even know it was Hung Hing who was behind it.

That night, the entire city of Haojiang was thrown into chaos, with sirens and gunshots ringing out everywhere. The Haojiang Judiciary Police immediately canceled all officers' leave and deployed them to patrol the streets.

Meanwhile, their leader was searching everywhere for Chen Jiajun, the source of this chaos.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiajun was in He Xin's mansion, meeting with an important guest.

It was precisely because of this guest that Yaqi, one of Chen Jiajun's men, and the Italian Mafia members did not actually fight.

And this mysterious guest was none other than Vincent Corleone, the third Godfather.

"Jun, this is Vincent," He Xin said with a smile, introducing him to Chen Jiajun.

Before Chen Jiajun could react, the handsome young man in front of him extended his hand and said gently, "I've long admired your name, Mr. Chen."

"Hello, Godfather." As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Vincent had come all the way from America to handle this matter, so Chen Jiajun didn't need to appear aggressive.

After all, to put it bluntly, this matter doesn't actually have much to do with the Mafia.

They were just being used; there was practically no enmity between them.

After Vincent sat down, he got straight to the point: "I apologize to you, Mr. Chen, for the foolish things my family did. Even across the ocean, I have heard a lot about Mr. Chen's deeds."

"I've even heard that the mysterious high table suffered quite a loss at your hands?"

Hearing Vincent's compliment, Chen Jiajun was even less able to get angry and could only nod helplessly and say, "You flatter me."

Vincent smiled and said to Chen Jiajun, "I've roughly understood what happened, and I think we've all been played. What do you think?"

Chen Jiajun lit a cigar and said, "I understand that principle, but you also need to understand one thing: this incident did indeed happen inside your casino, didn't it?"

“Of course, of course,” Vincent said with a smile. “I understand this principle very well. I know that you Chinese people value face very much, sometimes even more than life itself.”

Vincent wasn't the kind of person who knew nothing about other gangs. During the time of his uncle Michael Corleone, the Corleone family had dealt with many Chinese gangs.

Most of the Chinese gangs that went to the United States from Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan can be said to share the same ancestry as the gangs here, so Vincent did some research on it for a while.

"Since you also know that this matter is obviously unavoidable," Chen Jiajun said calmly.

Vincent shook his head and said, "No, of course it can be avoided. I have an idea, and I wonder if Mr. Chen would be willing to hear it?"

"Oh? I'd like to hear more," Chen Jiajun said, raising an eyebrow.

Vincent smiled and said, "Since conflict is unavoidable, we can control it within a certain range. Let your men fight my men, and if they lose, Mr. Chen, you can pretend this never happened, how about that?"

"What if we win?" Chen Jiajun asked, amusement creeping onto his face.

Vincent bluntly said, "How about a few mafia families in Macau publicly apologize to you, Mr. Chen, and at the same time help hand over the people who framed your brother-in-law?"

Hearing Vincent's words, Chen Jiajun's opinion of the third-generation godfather indeed changed significantly.

After all, the Vincent Corleone he knew was a grumpy, irritable, and extremely lecherous fellow.

This guy even almost dated his own cousin, who is Michael Corleone's daughter.

From any perspective, Vincent seems like a brainless idiot.

But today's behavior was quite the opposite, which made Chen Jiajun very curious: "But what benefit do I get from doing this? His Excellency Victor once said, 'Everything I have done with my power, including some evil deeds, is only to protect my family and my friends.' Now my family has been harmed."

“But this isn’t our problem, is it?” Vincent spread his hands and said, “If you go on a killing spree, it will only make those who are manipulating all of this behind the scenes even more pleased.”

Vincent extended his hand and continued, "Mr. Chen greatly admires my grandfather, so how about I use a quote from Victor as a reason to persuade you? 'I believe in friendship and am willing to show my friendship first.'"

Chen Jiajun was silent for a moment, then extended a hand and shook hands with Vincent. (End of Chapter)