Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

A few days later, in a mansion in New Mexico.

Eladio then summoned Hector.

"I told you those rich bastards were afraid of dying!" Eladio laughed smugly. "Those bastards abandoned the convenience store business and ran away, so you can take over the convenience store business now!"

Hector smiled and said, "The boss really knows how to handle things!"

In fact, Hector was already feeling extremely dangerous at this moment.

He knew that the Asian man he met that day was definitely not a simple person.

They can't be scared away by a single shooting.

Right now, the other side must already be planning how to retaliate.

At this point, Hector felt it was necessary to keep some distance from that idiot Eladio.

Anyway, after Eladio dies, a new boss will come and manage this mess.

Moreover, the new owner still couldn't do without his Salamanca family, so Hector felt he was invincible.

So he smiled and stood up, saying to Eladio, "Don't worry, once those rich guys are dealt with, things will be settled quickly!"

Although Hector said it with a smile, he had already sentenced Eladio to death in his heart.

After chatting, Hector and his men left Eladio's mansion.

After getting in the car, he said directly to the driver, "Tell Tu Kou to behave himself and not go anywhere!"

The driver nodded and then started the vehicle.

Meanwhile, Eladio remained in his mansion, indulging in women, completely unaware of the impending danger.

late at night.

On a hill not far away, two intelligence agents were observing the situation inside the mansion with binoculars.

Then he took out a walkie-talkie and said, "Target Eladio spotted. There are about twenty gunmen inside the villa. We can take action at any time!"

Old Prison, who had received the message, was on a helicopter at the moment.

After he hung up the communication, he directed the helicopter to fly in one direction.

The helicopter quickly arrived over Eladio's mansion.

They were discovered by Eladio's gunmen.

"Boss, something's wrong! Two helicopters are flying over here!"

Eladio, who was engrossed in his game, was immediately confronted by his subordinates, who shouted at him.

When Eladio heard the news, he was so frightened that he almost shrank back.

Angrily, he pushed the woman off him, pulled a pistol from the pillow, put on his clothes, and left under the protection of his men.

Sure enough, he spotted two helicopters rapidly approaching him in the night sky.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Eladio cursed under his breath, then ordered his men, "Fire! Shoot the plane down!"

"But boss, those are two civilian planes, what if..." The subordinate hesitated.

But Eladio simply raised his pistol, shot and killed the subordinate who had raised the question, and coldly said, "Didn't you hear my orders?"

Seeing Eladio's ferocious appearance, his men didn't dare to say a word and immediately set up their RPGs to fire at the helicopter in the sky.

But at that moment, Old Prison, who was in mid-air, suddenly threw down dozens of tranquilizer darts.

Then a strong, pungent smell wafted over, enveloping the entire villa.

Eladio panicked immediately: "What's going on? What's going on?"

"This..." A gunman holding an RPG only managed to utter this one sentence before collapsing to the ground.

Eladio was then horrified to find his men falling one by one.

He looked like... drunk.

"Damn it, get out of here!" Although Eladio didn't know what methods the other party had used, he was now in danger.

So he grabbed his two still-sane subordinates and rushed into the villa, immediately opening a secret passage in his bedroom, intending to leave first.

After Old Prison led his men into the villa, Eladio was nowhere to be seen.

"Boss, that bastard ran away?" the young demon slave under his command said in a muffled voice.

Old Prison frowned and said, "These drug lords love to dig tunnels in their hideouts. Search around!"

A moment later, a young demon slave accidentally opened Eladio's secret passage.

"Damn, boss, there really is a secret passage!" the young demon slave exclaimed, immediately speaking to Old Prison.

Old Prison said coldly, "Chase him! The boss said to use him as a gift for the Gulf Group!"

Old Yu decided to keep them alive because Chen Jiajun said he wanted to give a gift to the Gulf Group.

Just as Lao Yu was about to give chase, the intelligence department that had been lurking around the villa sent a message: "Lao Yu, no need to chase anymore, this guy has run into a rock with his car, about two kilometers behind the villa!"

Upon hearing this news, Old Yu was overjoyed and immediately led his men to chase after them.

They soon spotted Eladio's car. His idiots, under the influence of the tranquilizer, couldn't see the road ahead and crashed the car into a rock.

The two men in the car lay there covered in blood, while Eladio left a trail of footprints in the desert.

"Hehe, this guy's pretty good at running!"

Old Prison and his group chased after Eladio.

A moment later, they saw a guy in a floral shirt staggering alone in the desert.

Hearing a noise behind him, Eladio drew his gun and fired three shots at the pursuers.

Unfortunately, the bullets were no match for the pursuers behind them; instead, the distance between them was quickly closed.

"Damn it! Die!" Eladio kept pulling the trigger until he ran out of bullets.

Eladio was caught up with shortly after and kicked so hard he was knocked unconscious, but he still quickly waved his hand and said, "I think there's been some misunderstanding between us!"

"A misunderstanding?" Old Prison shook his head and said, "There's no misunderstanding between us, Mr. Eladio! You had someone cause trouble on my boss's property, and we've already let you off the hook once, but you don't seem to have heeded this warning!"

"Warning? What warning?" Eladio asked, looking completely bewildered.

Old Prison sighed and said, "Wasn't it your idea for the Salamanca family to cause trouble last time? We already had the Salamanca family pass on a message to you, but you didn't seem to take it seriously!"

Eladio immediately realized what had happened: "Damn it, I've fallen for their trap! That bastard Hector!"

Eladio didn't think Old Prison was lying. After all, his life was already in Old Prison's hands, so there was no reason for him to lie to him.

So if there's a problem here, then it can only be Hector Salamanca.

He deliberately instigated himself to confront these terrifying individuals in order to break free from the group.

Thinking of this, Eladio's eyes turned red: "I don't know, I really don't know, it was those guys in Salamanca who did it! They fooled me!"

Old Prison shook his head and said, "None of that matters anymore. You've angered our boss!"

"You can't kill me! I can talk! I can pay to have my life taken!" Eladio knelt down without any backbone and said to Old Prisoner, "I'm from the Gulf Group. Killing me will get you in trouble!"

Old Prison shook his head and said, "Sorry, our boss just intends to use you as a gift and send you to the Gulf Group!" After saying that, Old Prison shook his head again and said to his young demon slaves, "You're all in!"

The young demon slave dragged the screaming Eladio away, intending to give him a Colombian tie according to Mexican custom.

However, the young demon slaves had witnessed even more bloody and brutal rituals.

A mere Colombian tie is nothing special.

As Eladio's screams abruptly ceased, the young demon slave looked at his "work" with satisfaction.

"As expected, drug lords deserve an artistic death!" The young demon slave wiped the blood from his hands and had the others pack up the "gift" to be delivered to the Gulf Group.

Seeing the young demon slave in the distance give him a thumbs up, Old Yu took out his phone and said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, the matter has been taken care of!"

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Take the gifts and wait for me at the airport! Oh, and kill all the drug lord's men, leave no survivors!"

"Understood, boss!" Old Prison sighed and said to his young demon slaves, "Leave no survivors, kill them all!"

……

The next day, the Salamanca family.

Hector remained inactive and contacted Eladio, only to find that the latter had not responded at all.

Startled, he immediately sent one of his men to the hall of Eladio's mansion to investigate.

Soon after, the younger brother scrambled back to Hector's restaurant, looking utterly panicked.

"What happened!" Tu Kou slapped his underling to calm him down and shouted loudly.

The underling, clutching his swollen cheek, said to Tu Kou and Hector, "They're dead! All of Mr. Eladio's men are dead!"

"They're all dead?" Hector's eyes widened immediately. "Are there any others?"

The younger brother shook his head: "There's no one else, not even any signs of a fight! It seems...it seems..."

"What do you mean, 'like'?!" Tu Kou impatiently slapped his underling again.

The younger brother could only say with a mournful face, "It seems they were all killed in their sleep! And Mr. Eladio has disappeared!"

"Hiss!" Upon hearing this news, Tu Kou couldn't help but gasp, thinking of that devilish man.

Hector, however, had a gloomy expression.

Although he had already given these outsiders a high enough opinion, it now seems that he had underestimated their military strength.

Eladio's gunmen are all elites of the Gulf Group, and even he himself cannot guarantee that he can kill Eladio.

But now, the other party has easily killed all the Gulf Group's assassins and taken Eladio away. With this level of skill, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble too.

Although Eladio did it, there's no guarantee those guys won't find out something from him.

If they find out that it was he who instigated Eladio to do it, then the Salamanca family...

Thinking of this, Hector said to Tu Kou, "Tu Kou, you leave immediately!"

“But Uncle!” Tu Kou said, frowning.

Hector slammed his hand on the table and said coldly, "Didn't you understand what I said? Leave here immediately and go find Laro! You all need to hide for a while!"

Although Tu Kou was unwilling, he dared not disobey his uncle and could only silently agree before leaving with his underlings.

Since Eladio has already been taken away.

Hector didn't think his little trick would fool the other party.

So he drove his two nephews far away and faced the other's anger alone.

Even if I die, the Salamanca family will not be wiped out.

Unfortunately, no one came to the door after waiting for a long time, seemingly unconcerned about the little tricks that Tilamanka had used.

Indeed, Chen Jiajun never paid any attention to a small gang in New Mexico.

His target is the Gulf Group.

In America, a land ruled by the pirates of Unsa, humility and forbearance only ever lead to further encroachment.

In Mexico, it's all about the survival of the fittest.

Chen Jiajun disliked being bullied and being treated like people in Hong Kong. He couldn't be like them, where people respected him.

Making others afraid of you is a good option.

So on that day, Chen Jiajun took Lao Yu and his group directly to Mexico on his private plane.

The Gulf Group is headquartered in Matamoros, Tamaulipas, Mexico.

It gets its name from its proximity to the Gulf of Mexico.

Moreover, this group was founded in the last century, making it one of the oldest organizations in all of Mexico.

It has always had a strained relationship with the Sinaloa Cartel, now Mexico's largest drug cartel.

These materials were provided by intelligence agencies at their locations in North America.

Although it's rather general, it at least helps Chen Jiajun see things more clearly and act accordingly.

"Boss, should we just send it over?" The young demon slave under his command looked at the coffin inside the plane and asked excitedly.

They've been wanting to cause a big scene for a long time; the American operation was just an appetizer.

Now that we've come to this godforsaken place, Mexico, we're definitely hoping for a good fight.

Chen Jiajun said irritably, "When it's your turn to make a move, find me a translator first. When you bring a gift, you should at least make it clear what my purpose is, right?"

The young demon slave immediately nodded: "Understood, boss, I'll get right on it!"

Soon, with the help of intelligence personnel, a local was found to act as a translator.

This guy is a coward; he almost peed his pants when he saw the ferocious-looking young demon slaves.

Chen Jiajun took out a stack of US dollars and stuffed them into the translator's pocket, saying in a gentle tone, "You just need to help us with the translation; you don't need to worry about anything else, understand?"

The translator's eyes widened when he saw the thick wad of cash in the pocket, all of it in US dollars.

He nodded quickly and said, "No problem, but what do you need to translate?"

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Write this down for me. Your group had some conflicts with us before, so this is just a small gift as a token of our respect. We will pay you a visit later!"

The translator listened to Chen Jiajun's words several times before he could understand them, and then translated the sentence into Spanish.

Although the meaning is a bit strange, it at least makes sense.

Chen Jiajun nodded in satisfaction, handed the letter to the young demon slave, and said, "Have this kid take you to see where the Gulf Group's headquarters is. We'll go there tonight to deliver the gift!"

The young demon slave nodded, grabbed the translator, and went out the door.

Once the location was confirmed, the translator was told to keep quiet, lest they be targeted by the Gulf Group.

The translator was a local; how could he not know how horrific the Gulf Group was?

He immediately promised to keep it a secret, so Chen Jiajun gave the kid another sum of money. (End of Chapter)