Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"What an idiot, he's been completely fooled!"

Inside the presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel, President Song and Chen Jiajun were having drinks.

As the police convoy passed by downstairs, he couldn't help but curse.

Chen Jiajun laughed and said, "He's just blinded by greed! Li Yanming's boss has a good eye for people, so it's right that he hasn't promoted him in over a decade!"

"The Koreans are already preparing to take the DC8 away, aren't they?" President Song asked, turning his head.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Of course, they've probably already taken their supplies to the dock! But I think they're more likely to be shot dead than able to board the ship!"

"Huh, how do you accurately pinpoint the movements of the South Koreans using the equator?" President Song asked curiously, then suddenly realized and said, "Oh, right! And that Professor Zhao Zhiren!"

"Tsk, that Professor Zhao Zhiren is very suspicious!" Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "If he's not the Equator himself, he's probably a messenger from the Equator!"

President Song nodded and said, "I think so too!"

"But don't worry, once I capture his female messenger, everything will be clear!" Chen Jiajun said with a sneer. "Their plan is almost complete, and it's time for us to close the net!"

"Hahaha!" President Song laughed loudly: "It's a good thing I contacted you, Ah Jun, otherwise, if that professor had misled me, I think even if the elite of the Hong Kong police had been mobilized, things would probably have gone wrong in the end."

"But Ah Jun, the DC8 can't have any problems in Hong Kong, otherwise we'll be in a very passive position!"

Chen Jiajun said confidently, "Don't worry, I've already sent my two most capable men to handle it, there will be absolutely no problem."

To be on the safe side, Chen Jiajun not only sent Yaqi, but also Lao Yu to track DC8 this time.

With these two men protecting him, Chen Jiajun refused to believe that anyone in the world could take the DC8 away from him!
"It's good that you're confident! Cheers!" President Song said with a relaxed expression.

"Cheers!" Chen Jiajun also raised his glass.

……

Choi Min-ho and Park Woo-cheol were driving at breakneck speed, practically fleeing for their lives.

They tricked the Hong Kong police into handing over DC8.

I'm terrified that the Hong Kong police will find out about this.

Therefore, Choi Min-ho immediately contacted Shin Mi-jung, an intelligence agent active in Hong Kong and Macau.

After the call connected, Shin Mi-jung asked, "What's the situation on your end?"

Choi Min-ho didn't hide anything and said directly to Shin Mi-jung, "DC8 is already in our hands. Professor So Ji-in told us that the method by which the South Korean representative delivered the weapons to the office building in Admiralty is very dangerous. He gave me a dock address, and I'll send it to you right away!"

“Okay!” Shin Mi-jung was taken aback at first, then immediately said to Choi Min-ho, “I’ll contact the representative right away and ask him to send people to help! I’ll return to Hong Kong immediately, but it will be a little later!”

“There’s one more thing, and it’s very important! You need to pass the message to the underworld that DC8 has returned to our hands and left Hong Kong, so that no one else will be targeting Hong Kong,” Choi Min-ho said immediately.

Choi Min-ho meant well; after all, if DC8 remained in Hong Kong, Hong Kong might be attacked by terrorists.

However, their approach is clearly unreasonable.

If they were to investigate further, they would definitely be in deep trouble, so the only option was to leave Hong Kong as soon as possible.

Hearing that Shin Mi-jung had agreed, Choi Min-ho finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The female messenger escaped, and she escaped right in front of Li Yanming.

But that wasn't what angered Li Yanming the most. What angered him the most was that he discovered the graphite box containing the DC8 in the car was completely empty.

Li Yanming didn't believe the female messenger had the ability to switch the DC8 in front of so many police officers.

Then there's only one possibility: there's a mole within the crisis team.

Li Yanming had already considered this matter before, but it happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to think about it.

Now, the suspect is gone, and so is DC8.

He, as the head of the crisis team, has to take all the blame.

So after returning to the crisis team, he went on a rampage, smashing up the office to vent his anger.

However, after calming down, he had his men retrieve all the communications from the crisis team's base.
He soon discovered a communication record belonging to Zhao Zhiren.

Although it was a very simple sentence, Li Yanming suspected everyone at this moment, so he immediately began to break down Zhao Zhiren's words and study them carefully.

Li Yanming quickly deciphered the code, which was a request for his location.

From that moment on, Li Yanming understood many things.

So he immediately got up and, with a few of his men, prepared to go find Zhao Zhiren.

Seeing that Li Yanming was about to take action, Fan Jiaming asked, "Are you really not going to help?"

"No need. In case I'm wrong, I have a file on my computer. If I'm right, you can sit in my seat!" Li Yanming said confidently to Fan Jiaming.

Soon, Li Yanming drove directly to Zhao Zhiren's home.

"Li sir, are you sure we don't need to come along?" the subordinate asked Li Yanming hesitantly.

Li Yanming simply waved his hand and then walked into Zhao Zhiren's house alone.

At this moment, Zhao Zhiren had changed into a bright red outfit, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Seeing Li Yanming approaching, Zhao Zhiren smiled and said, "Looking for me?"

Li Yanming nodded and sat down: "Since I returned from Macau, I've been thinking, why! Why is it that every time I take action, Equator is one step ahead of me? So... you are Equator!"

Zhao Zhiren did not deny it; instead, he nodded.

Li Yanming continued, "I feel very honored that the United States and South Korea have been looking for you for so many years without success!"

Zhao Zhiren said with a smile, "Knowing that I am from the equator, you still only brought such a small group of people?"

“President Song hasn’t left yet. Even if I’m very confident, I can’t let him get the credit!” Li Yanming said bluntly.

Zhao Zhiren pointed at him and said, "Your personality is going to kill you! So eager to make a name for yourself!"

Li Yanming remained silent; he certainly wouldn't admit it.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zhiren had no interest in playing guessing games with him, and shook his head, saying, "Alright, in that case, let's end our conversation here!"

Suddenly, a burly man appeared in the room and grabbed Li Yanming by the neck from behind.

Zhao Zhiren said calmly, "You're too eager for quick success; that will make you blind!"

While Zhao Zhiren was speaking, his men quickly cleared out the police officers downstairs.

Li Yanming struggled frantically as his throat was locked.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he struggled, the strong man's arm was like an iron clamp.

He stopped breathing very quickly, and his pupils became dilated.

Seeing that his subordinates had dealt with Li Yanming, Zhao Zhiren asked, "Still no news about the two of them?"

The burly man shook his head: "No, I don't think Hong Kong is safe anymore. You'd better leave quickly!"

Zhao Zhiren sighed, nodded, and ordered his men to pour gasoline inside his house before setting it on fire and leaving.

But at that moment, a series of footsteps approached, causing Zhao Zhiren and the burly man to change their expressions.

The burly man immediately drew his gun and hid behind the door, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

A moment later, the footsteps grew closer, and the burly man immediately drew his gun and pointed it at the door.

But then, a thick arm smashed through the door and grabbed the burly man's gun-wielding hand. The burly man was known for his strength, but he had no chance to resist this arm.

Doom then punched the burly man directly in the chest, causing him to collapse on the spot, spitting blood.

After Doom dealt with the burly man, President Song and Chen Jiajun entered the room.

Seeing Zhao Zhiren in his red robes, and Li Yanming lying lifeless on the ground.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "Tsk tsk, Professor, you're ruthless! You played him for a fool and then killed him outright!"

"Chen Jiajun?" Zhao Zhiren's expression changed immediately upon seeing Chen Jiajun appear.

Chen Jiajun's appearance was indeed unexpected by Zhao Zhiren. Now that this guy has suddenly intervened, Equator feels that he is in trouble.

Chen Jiajun looked at Zhao Zhiren and said, "Professor Zhao Zhiren... oh, shouldn't I call you Mr. Equator? You've gone through all this trouble, don't you think you've overdone it?"

Zhao Zhiren stared intently at Chen Jiajun, then slowly said, "I don't think I overdid it, and how do you know I lost?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "You're just being stubborn!"

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun clapped his hands, and the young demon slaves dragged over the most capable male and female messengers under Equator.

Although Equator didn't show it on his face when he saw his two subordinates, there was obvious surprise in his eyes.

Chen Jiajun continued with a smile, "Isn't that surprising? Oh, right, there's someone else you'd definitely like to meet."

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun gave President Song a wink, and President Song chuckled and had someone bring in a man.

And this person was none other than Yuan Xiaowen, the secretary to President Song.

Zhao Zhiren, who had initially been somewhat confident, suddenly slumped into his chair, his face turning deathly pale, upon seeing that Yuan Xiaowen had also been brought over.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "I know your methods. I heard you stole quite a few raw material spheres from South Korea, right? You plan to threaten to detonate the raw material spheres to ensure your safety, is that right?"

"Furthermore, you've colluded with the Ether Society, DOA, and South American drug lords to carve up Hong Kong's underground resources, haven't you? See, I know everything!"

Zhao Zhiren looked at Chen Jiajun in disbelief, considering himself the smartest person in the world.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to manipulate the CIA in the United States and the people in South Korea and Japan so easily.

But hearing Chen Jiajun recount all the things he had done made him feel a chill run down his spine.

Those who operate in the underworld know that Chen Jiajun is a tough nut to crack, but no one expected him to be so formidable.

In just a few days, he figured out the cause and effect, and even ruined his own plans in the most brutal way!
Chen Jiajun said, with a chillingly blunt tone, "By the way, the 'Your Highness' you were working with has also been arrested by the CIA. Our National Security Bureau provided the information, you're welcome!"

"You're awesome!" Zhao Zhiren took a deep breath and said to Chen Jiajun, "But you won't be so lucky next time!"

Chen Jiajun couldn't help but laugh: "Next time? I'm afraid there won't be a next time! What do you think President Song came to Hong Kong for in person?"

At this moment, President Song spoke up: "Once the DC8 is in our hands, your backer will probably be unable to protect you!"

Zhao Zhiren calmly replied, "Let's talk about it after you get it!"

"Oh?" Chen Jiajun saw Zhao Zhiren's calm expression and immediately sensed that something was wrong: "Looks like you still have a trump card?"

Zhao Zhiren laughed and said, "Playing with people like you, if I don't prepare a few trump cards, am I just asking for death?"

"Interesting!" Chen Jiajun glanced at his watch. "Then I might as well wait here with you!"

He then had his men bring two chairs, and he and President Song waited at Zhao Zhiren's house.

A few minutes later, a sudden screech of brakes was heard, and then the two injured men, Lao Yu and Yaqi, arrived in front of Chen Jiajun carrying a box.

Upon seeing DC8 reappear, Zhao Zhiren showed a look of panic for the first time: "How is this possible? How could you have escaped from those monsters..."

……

A few hours earlier, Choi Min-ho and Park Woo-cheol arrived at the pier with DC8.

Just as Chen Jiajun had predicted, the two men did not receive a ship to pick them up; instead, they were met by squads of assassins.

Even though the two fought back with all their might, they couldn't withstand the overwhelming numbers of the enemy, and... there were also some non-human beings among them.

Just as the assassins had killed Choi Min-ho and Park Woo-cheol and were about to leave with the DC8,

Old Prison and Yaqi finally made their appearance.

"Hey, leave what you have in your hands!"

Old Yu, holding a sharp horse-slaying saber, pointed at a group of assassins and said.

The assassins were startled and immediately drew their guns to attack Old Prison.

But Old Prison was incredibly fast. The instant they fired, he left several afterimages as he charged into the assassins' ranks, his saber slicing through them like vegetables.

Just as Old Prison and a group of young demon slaves were enjoying a killing spree.

Suddenly, Yaqi, who was watching the fight from the sidelines, shouted to Old Prison, "Watch out!"

As Yaqi's voice fell, several figures rushed towards Old Prison at an incredibly fast speed.

Old Prison was enjoying the killing spree, but upon hearing Yaqi's warning, he immediately raised his saber for defense.

However, he was still a step too slow and was punched on the horse-slaying sword.

The immense force nearly caused Old Prison to drop the horse-slaying sword from his hand.

It should be noted that Lao Yu was one of the earliest subordinates to follow Chen Jiajun, and his combat strength was almost universally acknowledged to be formidable, except for Lao E.

The opponent's punch almost made Old Prison drop his horse-slaying sword, which shows how powerful the opponent was.

Even though he had deflected most of the opponent's power with the horse-slaying sword, Old Yu still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He stared sharply at the person in front of him, thinking to himself, "This guy's strength is almost comparable to Doom's! He's practically a monster!"

What Old Prison found most unbelievable was that the attacker before him wasn't some burly man.
She was just a young girl who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a sweet and lovely appearance.

"Hey, uncle, you can't take this!" the little girl said to the old man in Korean.

"A Korean?" Old Yu was immediately surprised.

"Damn it, uncle, can't you understand me?" the girl said, throwing another punch at the old man's chest.

The force of the opponent was so great that it directly caused a series of explosions.

If that punch lands, Old Yu will be in deep trouble.

Moreover, Old Prison is not a hero known for his strength, so he chose a more reasonable approach.

The little girl was stunned as she watched Old Yu suddenly disappear in front of her.

Then, the old prisoner completely severed one of the little girl's arms.

Looking at her severed arm, the little girl was stunned for a moment, then broke into a bright smile: "So, Uncle is just like us! That's so great!"

"What the hell?" Old Yu looked at the girl in surprise. Her severed arm had grown back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey you guys, this uncle is one of us, stop watching the show!"

The little girl shouted something to the sky, followed by four or five more young voices crashing down to the ground from above.

Seeing this, even Old Prison's brow twitched involuntarily. (End of Chapter)