Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

On the other side, in a private room of a seafood restaurant.

Besides the Big Circle, the uncles and elders of the other gangs gathered together.

After Chen Jiajun arrived in Haojiang, they heard about this matter and seemed very worried.

It even felt like I was playing with fire.

Clearly, they had only just learned about Guan Shihua's matter.

"Damn it, are those idiots' brains filled with shit?" A hot-tempered uncle from the water room slammed his fist on the table and cursed, "How could I have chosen such a moron to represent the water room?"

Another, more composed, uncle-like figure said, "I have a feeling there's some conspiracy involved. These young leaders seem to have been misled."

"What's the point of saying all this now? We're already in a bind." Another uncle sneered, "If Chen Jiajun finds out, do you think he'll let us off the hook?"

"Back then, he dared to send a truck driver to run over and kill Shui Fanglai right there on the street. Is there anything this kid wouldn't dare to do?"

"So what do we do now? Just sit here and wait to die?" another uncle said unhappily. "Since it's already like this, why don't we just go all out and catch that loser Chen Jiajun off guard before he can react, and then go and negotiate with He Xin."

The older members of various organizations are all offering their opinions, and there's still no consensus.

After all, they didn't know what to do about this.

Speaking of fighting, Chen Jiajun killed quite a few people in Macau back then, and they couldn't do anything about him.

Not to mention how much influence Chen Jiajun has swelled up now.

Even if they didn't fight, Chen Jiajun might not have let them off so easily.

Just as the uncles were arguing, a younger brother ran over, panting, and said, "Uncle An, something bad has happened. Something's gone wrong."

Upon hearing the younger brother's words, the uncles were immediately alarmed: "Tell me slowly, what happened?"

"Our place has been ransacked, and all the guys guarding it have been killed," a member of the Number Gang added.

Upon hearing what the underlings said, the uncles' faces turned deathly pale: "Where are they? Where are the bosses?"

The henchmen stammered, "They seem to have celebrated something; they're probably at the hotel having sex with women right now."

"Damn it, these idiots!" The uncles and elders cursed angrily.

They probably knew that Hung Hing had directly clashed with the Mafia, but they didn't know what happened next.

This infuriated the uncles and other elders.

Unfortunately, these uncles have long since moved away from the center of power. Even if they were to issue orders now, it's unlikely that many of their underlings would listen to them. They could only order their subordinates to go and find their respective guild leaders to come back for a meeting.

But by the time they finally managed to get out of the woman's bed and return to their respective clubs for meetings, things had clearly escalated to a very dangerous point.

The territory they controlled, including the casino, was completely swept away by Hung Hing's men.

The losses incurred could cause members of the organization to faint from heartache.

Not to mention the large number of casualties, it's a huge loss.

"What exactly did you do? Who ordered you to deal with Chen Jiajun? Have you all gone mad?"

Under intense questioning from the older members of the gang, the newly appointed leaders of the gang could only hurriedly reveal the whole story.

Meanwhile, the Macau police were chatting with Chan Ka-Chun.

When their superior, Bai De'an, found Chen Jiajun, he discovered that Chen Jiajun was in He Xin's mansion, chatting happily with Vincent of the Corleone family.

"Hey, what brings Inspector Bai over today?"

Upon seeing Bai Dean arrive, He Xin said with some surprise.

Bai De'an said helplessly, "Brother Xin, Ah Jun, you don't know what's going on outside, do you?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Of course I know. My brother-in-law had a little conflict with some friends in Italy, but His Excellency Vincent and I have reached an agreement. Besides, it was just a fistfight, so you didn't need to come in person, did you?"

Chen Jiajun would certainly not admit that he sent the people who attacked the gangs. After all, Bai De'an represented the face of the authorities, and it would be a bit too much to directly turn his back on them.

Although Bai Dean knew perfectly well that Chen Jiajun was talking nonsense, there was nothing he could do.

Indeed, on the surface, this matter appears to be a minor conflict between Chen Jiajun and the Corleone family.

Moreover, both sides fought with great restraint, and not a single one of their underlings was killed.

It didn't even qualify as a riot; the two sides fought briefly and then dispersed, leaving the Macau police with absolutely no evidence.

As for those who attacked the major gangs, Bai De'an had no evidence to link Chen Jiajun to the incident.

So Bai De'an said helplessly, "Ah Jun, I know you're very unhappy about this, but I hope you won't make a big fuss, otherwise I won't be able to handle it."

"Bai Sir, someone wants to plead for you?" Chen Jiajun said casually, lighting a cigar.

Bai De'an nodded and said, "The older generation of those gangs said that the young people were ignorant and were misled into doing this kind of thing."

"And then?" Chen Jiajun said coldly, "My brother-in-law's tendons were severed, and my face was humiliated. Are you just going to let this go like that?"

Bai De'an was also very troubled by these words and didn't know what to say for a moment: "Then what do you want?"

Chen Jiajun said coldly, "No one can get away with this after embarrassing me. So it's simple, I've taken down the guy who caused this trouble, and that's the end of it."

"You're being too presumptuous." Bai De'an tensed up immediately upon hearing this.

The stability of Macau is the result of compromises between several triads.

Now Chen Jiajun's intention is to break this fragile balance, which is unacceptable to Bai De'an.

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "I didn't intend to ask for your consent, Inspector Bai. This is just a routine notification. It should be about time by now."

The two gang members, Shui Fang and the Number Gang, were in complete chaos at their base in Macau.

There were hidden shots fired from who-knows-when, everywhere.

You should know that several of their high-ranking officials have already died, and they are now being named one by one.

Anyone who dares to show their face will be taken out with a single bullet, a very clean and efficient action.

As for why these two companies were targeted, that goes back to Yachi's investigation.

Although Chen Jiajun had only been in Macau for a few days, his intelligence department had already begun its operations.

Those who followed Guan Shihua's lead quickly discovered that the matter was not difficult to investigate.

That very night, they found Elena, the woman who had seduced Guan Shihua, that honest young man.

This woman is the mistress of a big shot in the water room; she started working in nightclubs when she was sixteen.

He's the most cunning of all.

Because of her beautiful appearance and intelligence, she quickly became involved with a big shot in the water room.

Then she managed a madam's house, becoming one of those people who successfully rose from prostitutes to higher positions.

It was precisely because she was skilled at seduction that the trusted manager of the water room sent her to do this job.

When Chen Jiajun's intelligence agents found the woman, they were surprised to find that she was still very calm.

"I knew those bastards in the water room were up to no good. They really are family members of some big shot."

Elena lit a cigarette and said to Archie.

Although she appeared calm, she was still very scared, and the hand she was smoking was trembling.

After a moment of silence, Yachi said, "Since you've already figured it out, then tell me who it is, and I'll give you a quick death."

"Is it possible to survive?"

"What do you think?"

Elena tugged at her hair in frustration and said, "Fine. It was Old Gao, the patron of Shui Fang, who told me to do it. He told me to seduce a young Hong Konger and lure him to Macau to gamble. After that, it was none of my business."

"As for more details, no one told me anything, they just told me to do this. But I know that place isn't a brothel, it's probably part of the Number Gang." Upon hearing Elena's statement, Archie frowned. "So, this wasn't done by one person?"

Elena lit another cigarette and said, "Before answering that question, I want to know who you are."

Yaqi said calmly, "Hung Hing."

“No wonder,” Elena said with a sneer. “Your Hung Hing gang has been running rampant in Macau, and these other triads have long been unhappy with you. It’s not surprising that they’ve joined forces to deal with you. Moreover, I’ve vaguely heard that this operation was instigated by someone else.”

"Who?" Archie asked, frowning.

Elena said helplessly, "If I really knew who it was, I would have brought it up and negotiated with you long ago. Alright, I've said what I needed to say. Do with me as you please."

When Elena was captured by Yachi and the others, she had already resigned herself to her fate and said quite bluntly.

Although Yaqi greatly admired the woman's personality, Chen Jiajun had given him a firm order.

So Archie ordered his men to give Elena a quick death, shooting her in the head without her experiencing any pain.

After dealing with Elena, Yaqi and Bailu immediately divided their men into two groups and charged directly at the two gangs.

At this moment, both Gao Laofa, the trusted leader of the Water Room, and Zhou Zhuohua, the trusted leader of the Number Gang, were in a panic.

They hadn't expected Hung Hing's retaliation to come so swiftly and fiercely.

They had heard that Hung Hing had fought with the mafia, and the two even celebrated.

But that very evening, he received a call from an older member of the club and rushed back to the club.

The meeting had barely begun when Hung Hing's men arrived and attacked.

"You bastards, what the hell have you done?" Several uncles, trembling under the table, roared at the two new bosses.

The two leaders were also very troubled and quickly took out their phones to mobilize manpower.

But distant water can't quench immediate thirst; by the time their underlings arrive, the person will probably be cold already.

So, under questioning from a group of uncles, they told the truth.

It turned out that an agent claiming to be from MI6 had found the two men and said they had a way to deal with Chan Ka-Chun of Hung Hing.

Once they get the Hung Hing members to fight the Mafia, they'll have a way to intervene.

"Are you sure they'll make a move against Chen Jiajun?" the older members of the gang asked with suspicion.

Gao Laofa and Zhou Zhuohua said with certainty, "Don't worry. We wouldn't joke about something like this. I reckon they've already made their move by now."

"Can you really take down Chen Jiajun?" the uncles asked, somewhat skeptical.

Gao Laofa and Zhou Zhuohua sneered and said, "If Chen Jiajun can't even be killed by a bomb, then we'll just admit defeat."

Hearing their words, the uncles hardened their hearts and roared at their underlings, "Fight back! Hold these bastards back!"

At this moment, it was dark.

Yaqi and Bailu's men are launching a frenzied attack on the water room and the number gang members.

But Yachi had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"Bai Lu, something feels off," Yaqi said, frowning.
Bai Lu nodded and said, "I also feel that it seems like these guys are deliberately stalling for time."

"Delaying time?" Upon hearing this, Yachi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Has the boss left any men behind?"

Bai Lu's expression changed upon hearing the news, and she immediately dialed Chen Jiajun's number.

At that moment, Chen Jiajun was on the phone in the hotel's top-floor suite. It was an acquaintance calling.

That's Silva, who was kicked out of Brunei Island by Chen Jiajun that day.

Upon hearing Silva's voice, Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "Looks like you're lucky, you didn't die?"

“Of course. I’ve always been a tough guy.” Silva laughed wickedly. “But Mr. Chen, are you satisfied with the gift I gave you this time?”

A cold glint flashed in Chen Jiajun's eyes: "So it was you who orchestrated this."

Chen Jiajun had been speculating about who was behind this incident.

It's not that Chen Jiajun looks down on the big bosses of these gangs in Macau; they just don't have the guts to go against him.

This matter was clearly orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.

Chen Jiajun speculated about many people, including the Ether Society, MI6, and the CIA, since Chen Jiajun's rapid development had offended many powerful forces.

He never expected Silva to be like this guy.

“Of course, Mr. Chen gave me a very generous gift back then, so I have to return the favor.” Silva grinned wickedly. “Now that all your capable subordinates have been transferred out, how are you going to deal with the gift I gave you?”

At this moment, a huge gift box was also placed on the coffee table in Chen Jiajun's suite.

Hearing the "beep beep" sound coming from inside, you don't need to think to know what it is.

However, Chen Jiajun remained unfazed by this, instead saying in a relaxed tone, "Trying to use the same tricks on me? You seem a bit arrogant. But I really admire you. How about working for me?"

"Oh? Is Mr. Chen begging me for mercy?" Silva was taken aback for a moment, then said to Chen Jiajun.

"Begging for mercy?" Chen Jiajun laughed so hard he coughed, as if he'd heard a hilarious joke. "Sorry, but you're really good at telling lame jokes. Do you think I'm afraid at all?"

"It's not a good habit to be stubborn even when you're about to die," Silva said sharply, barely able to contain himself.

Chen Jiajun chuckled indifferently: "Like I said, are you interested in doing something for me?"

“We’ll talk about that once you’re alive,” Silva said angrily.

Chen Jiajun said with a sneer, "Then I won't be so easy to talk to next time we meet."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun slowly opened the outer packaging of the gift box, and there was indeed a time bomb inside.

It was exactly the same as the one Chen Jiajun gave Silva last time, and even the countdown time was only a dozen seconds left.

Given the power of this bomb, no one could escape its blast radius within the ten or so seconds it took to explode.

However, Chen Jiajun did not intend to run away; instead, he looked at his watch and calculated the time.

Then, the explosion occurred.

The power of the Black Gold Rope was still terrifying; the entire presidential suite on the top floor was engulfed in flames and shockwaves.

The entire hotel building shook, and then the windows of several floors below the top floor were shattered by the powerful shockwave.

Fortunately, the hotel building was highly earthquake-resistant, and even after such an attack, it did not collapse.

"Cough cough, ptooey." Chen Jiajun patted the smoke in front of his eyes, coughed twice, and said, "This stuff is really strong."

"Boss, I'm late!" Yaqi rushed back just in time.

Chen Jiajun shrugged. He had a high-tech protective shield that Yachi brought back from the Dragon Ball world, so this little gadget was useless to him.

Yachi shrugged and said, "Looks like you should know who's behind this."

Chen Jiajun said with a sneer, "I really underestimated Silva. He does have some skills, but not many."

“That guy should have run away by now, right?” Archie said, frowning.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "No rush. I quite like this guy. He's cunning and treacherous, and he'll do anything to get things done. He's a good candidate to be the head of intelligence. Besides, he came from MI6, so he's perfect to take over your position, isn't he?"

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Yaqi immediately became happy.

To be honest, he's just not cut out for intelligence work.

Otherwise, with so many resources provided by Chen Jiajun, the intelligence network would still be limited to Hong Kong, which is why it's been so successful.

Archie chuckled and said, "In that case, I'll have to be careful not to kill him next time we meet." (End of Chapter)