Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 48 Raising troops to investigate crimes
At this point, Boss B had completely lost his mind.

He was insanely jealous of the lively scene at Chen Jiajun's place.

If he can take this opportunity to get rid of Chen Jiajun, he might be able to acquire Hennessy Road.

At that time, he, Boss B, will still be the same Boss B who is famous throughout the martial arts world.

"What the hell?! Such a good thing?!"

"Do you dare? Don't worry, once you take him out, Hung Hing will definitely not interfere. Mr. Chiang also doesn't like him now. Whether you can make this money or not depends on yourself."

"Wait for my message." After hanging up the phone, Fei Hong ordered, "Brothers, get your gear ready!"

"Yes!"

Several henchmen immediately went out to run the errand.

"Little stutterer, come here right now!"

After dismissing a few of his underlings, Fei Hong's face turned fierce as he waved to a young female delinquent.

A young, muscular girl in a leather jacket approached him, trembling.

Fei Hong said sternly, "Little stutterer, you swore an oath before Lord Guan to recognize me as your elder brother! As your elder brother, you wouldn't even dare to steal a car if I asked you to!"

"Brother Feifei, I...I really am a coward! Please give me another chance."

The thought of stealing a car to contribute to the club made Little Stutterer tremble all over.

She was just a young delinquent who had recently joined Fei Hong's gang. She used to think that being a gangster was cool, living a life of luxury, but she never expected that she would be forced to steal cars and money.

Fei Hong shook his head and said, "Those of us in this line of work have to bring me back a car every month. And now you're telling me you don't dare? You're idiot! Do you think this is child's play? Do you believe I'll sell you to a horse stable?"

"No, no, Brother Fei Fei Hong, please give me another chance!"

The stutterer was clearly flustered, which caused the surrounding Chang Le underlings to burst into laughter.

……

Arriving in Kowloon, at the land of Cheung Lok Fei Hung.

The convoy came to a smooth stop, and Chen Jiajun got out of the car.

Pushing open the car door, the thirty young demon slaves got out one by one, and the younger brother Chang Le was dragged out by his brothers.

Hearing the commotion outside the door, Fei Hong, wearing a large gold chain, looked over, and a group of Chang Le's underlings also looked coldly at the other side.

The leader was a tall, muscular man in a royal blue suit. Next to him was a muscular man who was at least two meters tall, and there were dozens of men who were about 1.8 meters tall on average and looked like thugs.

Chang Le was just a second- or third-rate gang in Hong Kong, and they had never seen anything like this before. For a moment, many of Chang Le's underlings felt insecure.

Dozens of Chang Le's underlings sat in the hall in turn.

Chen Jiajun walked up to Fei Hong, pointed at him, and said, "You're Chang Le Fei Hong? My name is Chen Jiajun. What did you just tell me?"

Fei Hong looked up at Chen Jiajun, pointed to the seat and said, "Guests are welcome, please sit down!"

Chen Jiajun pulled out a chair and sat down, and Dum sat down next to him.

Seeing this, a group of young demon slaves also pulled out chairs in unison and threw the car thief, Chang Le, on the ground.

Without saying a word, Chen Jiajun lit a cigar, his face expressionless, looking like he was about to interrogate Fei Hong.

Fei Hong's face stiffened. He had just taken some time to inquire about things in the martial arts world when he received a series of bombshell reports about Chen Jiajun, which immediately put him in a panic.

To be honest, he really didn't want to go all out with Chen Jiajun.

He had the manpower; this was their Chang Le territory. But he truly lacked the confidence, given the fates of people like Hei Shuiqiang, Da Puhei, and Wang Bao.

Lighting a cigarette, Fei Hong leaned back in his chair and said, "You've got guts! With so few people, you dare to come to my territory!"

Chen Jiajun took a puff of his cigar, spread his hands and smiled, but said nothing.

Fei Hong took a puff of his cigarette, raised his index finger, and pointed, saying:

"I'm very familiar with Big B and Handsome Kun. I heard you're also familiar with Handsome Kun, so I'm giving you face. Tonight, someone offered me 200 million to take you out, but I didn't agree. Guess who it is?"

Looking at Chang Le Fei Hong, many faces flashed through Chen Jia Jun's mind. He said expressionlessly, "I have so many enemies in Hong Kong, how could I possibly guess?"

Fei Hong shook his head and said, "Your former boss, Big B! How are you going to thank me?"

In the blink of an eye, Fei Hong betrayed Boss B.

This is Jianghu!
For Fei Hong, since it was something he wasn't confident about, he thought it over and decided not to do it; it was better to do someone a favor. After all, Chen Jiajun was so powerful now, while Boss B was already like the setting sun.

This is Fei Hong's philosophy of life.

Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow slightly, not surprised by the answer, but he pretended to be serious: "Who?"

“Big B! Deng Zhiyong!” Fei Hong reiterated.

"Big B is nothing!" After saying that, Chen Jiajun pulled out a Browning pistol, pressed it against the back of Fei Hong's head, and said lazily, "Brothers, let's get to work!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Dozens of young demon slaves immediately stood up and pulled out their weapons.

Doom flipped the table over: "Let's see who dares to lay a hand on me?!"

Yajirobe, who was accompanying Chen Jiajun, drew his samurai sword and followed closely beside him. His role was similar to that of a bodyguard, after all, this tough guy was capable of blocking bullets with his sword.

In the blink of an eye, the previously harmonious atmosphere turned tense.

Seeing this, Fei Hong's underlings were all trembling like leaves, but since their boss was in Chen Jiajun's hands, they had no choice but to stand tall.

Chen Jiajun said slowly, "I drank too much tonight. When people drink too much, their hands shake. You don't want Fei Hong to have a flower bloom on his head, do you?"

Fei Hong's expression shifted from astonishment to anger, then to shock. He turned around, gun at the ready, and stared intently at Chen Jiajun, saying, "Don't move! Fine, Chen Jiajun, you've got guts, you have no sense of honor, huh? Do you dare to shoot?"

He had originally intended to sell Chen Jiajun a piece of information in order to curry favor, but he didn't expect the other party to be so ungrateful.

Chen Jiajun grinned and said, "Fuck your mother! Big Boss B, you're my sworn brother! Fei Hong, you think I'll believe you just because of your words? You're trying to sow discord, aren't you!"

"You're insane! I'm telling you the truth from the bottom of my heart, and you don't believe me? What good would it do me to lie to you?!" Fei Hong shouted.

Chen Jiajun sneered, "Then how about this, you make a call to Boss B, I want to record this on camera, otherwise there's no evidence, how can I believe you?"

"Good good!"

"Put the gun down first!"

Fei-hung blushed. "Hung Hing produces thugs"—this saying was no joke.

Who is the most popular member of Hung Hing right now?

Handsome Jun!
Who is the most awesome fighter?

Handsome Jun's henchmen!

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

A young demon slave brought over a video camera. Chen Jiajun put away his gun and said, "Remember, just say you know a group of very skilled gunmen, and you're 100% sure you can win, but you have to pay more and have them bring a deposit in person, otherwise they'll kill you on the spot."

He had no need to kill Boss B before. Even if he had, he wouldn't have gotten away with it. Instead, he would have been branded as a traitor.

Now, he has already planted his henchmen in the Causeway Bay branch, and the Causeway Bay Five Tigers' trip to Macau has been a complete failure.

The time is ripe!

If we don't take down the big boss B now, when will we?
He didn't want to have to guard against Big Boss B's sneak attacks every day.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Fei Hong broke out in a cold sweat and immediately took out his mobile phone to call Boss B.

After the call connected, Fei Hong wiped his sweat and said, "Ah B, it's me, Fei Hong."

"How is it going?" Boss B asked unhurriedly.

Fei Hong said, "Ah B, you know Chen Jiajun's men are quite formidable. The knife-wielders are unreliable, but I know a group of very skilled gunmen from the north. I'm absolutely confident in their abilities, but the price will have to be higher!"

After a moment of silence, Boss B asked, "How much more?"

"Three million, give me a deposit of three hundred thousand first!" Fei Hong said.

Big Brother B gritted his teeth: "Fine, let's meet tomorrow, and I'll give you the deposit then."

(End of this chapter)