Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"So, Guo Shirong went to confront Zeng Guoshan?" Chen Jiajun said with some surprise.

The intelligence officer nodded: "Guo Shirong has found that girl named Chen Simin. He must have obtained the evidence and is probably going to confront Zeng Guoshan!"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "Boss Guo is quite unwise! He's probably overreacted!"

The intelligence officer nodded: "He said he wanted to drag Zeng Guoshan's entire organization down with him, I reckon they'll make their move on Guo Shirong soon!"

"They're prepared to fight to the death!" Chen Jiajun sighed and said, "Then let's help Boss Guo out and prevent him from being killed! The Brotherhood's methods are not simple; I suspect they have other trump cards up their sleeves! Take this opportunity to investigate thoroughly!"

The intelligence officer nodded: "Don't worry, boss! Our department has recently welcomed quite a few new Ghost Demon brothers and sisters, and they're much more capable than us intelligence operatives!"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Looks like you've already got the hang of it?"

“They’ve all learned a lot from Silva and picked it up quickly!” the intelligence officer said with a smile. “Now she’s in charge of intelligence work in the Middle East and she’s putting up a good fight with Mossad’s people!”

Chen Jiajun nodded: "Alright, since you're confident, I'll leave it to you! But remember, even if you find something on them, don't act rashly! Now is not the time to make a move!"

"Understood, boss!" The intelligence officer nodded. "This Brotherhood really reminds me of the Aether Society, but it's even more difficult to deal with."

When the topic of the Ether Society came up, Chen Jiajun suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

If Guo Shirong were to confront the situation directly, it would surely bring him death.

Let alone a small-time rich businessman, what wouldn't these Brotherhood members dare to do when they go crazy?
Guo Shirong is now threatening not just Zeng Guoshan, but the organization behind him.

Therefore, Chen Jiajun's intelligence agents secretly followed him, fearing that he would be killed.

Strangely, Zeng Guoshan did not make any move or even make any noise in the following days.

On the contrary, Guo Shirong actively searched for information, as he genuinely wanted to drag the Aimin Association and Zeng Guoshan into the mess.

They even dug up the documents related to the transactions between their Guo Group and the Aimin Association.

"Tsk tsk, this old guy is really ruthless!" The intelligence officer, who had watched Guo Shirong collect information firsthand, shook his head and remarked.

Another intelligence officer laughed and said, "Looks like Zeng Guoshan is in trouble! Now we'll see if this old guy will protect his son or the organization!"

"Heh, I think this old guy wants it all!" The intelligence officer shook his head, then pointed to a car with reflective film not far away and said, "See that car? It's been waiting here for a long time."

"Zeng Guoshan's men?"

"I don't know, they're probably just keeping watch."

"Keep watch on them? It's probably too late now."

"What do you know! This is precisely when it will be most useful, because Guo Shirong has probably already prepared all the information about the private transactions between the Guo Group and the Aimin Association!"

The intelligence officer sneered, "As long as we kill Guo Shirong, we can easily destroy all this shady information!"

"I see! Then...should we get involved later?"

The intelligence officer nodded: "We can't let Lao Guo die. This bomb of the Aimin Society must be detonated!"

Another intelligence officer nodded and then cocked the weapon at his waist.

Soon Guo Shirong came out of his office building, and his subordinates carried boxes of documents to the car.

Judging from the direction the car was heading, it seemed to be heading directly to the East Kowloon Police Station.

Two vehicles filled with bodyguards followed behind.

After all, Guo Shirong is no fool. His actions could very well provoke the other party to take desperate measures, so he would definitely take precautions.

"Be vigilant, I suspect they might strike halfway!" the intelligence officer warned his colleague.

"Understood!" His companion drew his gun from his waist and placed it beside him, ready to fire at any moment.

On their way to the East Kowloon Police Station, intelligence officers quickly spotted the vehicle that had been parked in front of Kwok Sai-wing's company.

Moreover, two vans appeared around them, flanking them.

The intelligence officer sneered and said, "There's something wrong with all three vehicles. We'll need to aim carefully!"

His companion sneered and said, "Don't worry, every shot will be a headshot."

These intelligence agency's young demon slaves are far more murderous than the ghost demons.

Being able to fight with others is their favorite thing.

So the intelligence agent stepped on the gas and gave chase, and at that moment the assassin who was tracking them also made his move.

A van suddenly blocked Guo Shirong's path and then crashed violently into a bodyguard's car.

The bodyguard vehicle was already on the highway when it was hit and lost control, crashing headfirst into the guardrail.

Then the back door of the van opened, and two masked assassins armed with submachine guns opened fire directly on Guo Shirong's vehicle.

Guo Shirong, sitting in the passenger seat, was shocked to see this and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he reached out and slammed the steering wheel, turning the car sideways onto the road, and immediately ducked under the passenger seat to avoid the collision.

"Da da da!"

Countless bullets rained down, riddling the side of the vehicle with holes.

Although Guo Shirong's vehicle was a luxury car, it was not bulletproof.

The bullet pierced through the car door, killing the driver instantly, and splattering blood all over Guo Shirong's face.

The driver died, and the vehicle came to a stop.

Guo Shirong looked in the rearview mirror and saw that two more cars were surrounding them.

Although the bodyguards following behind him had noticed the abnormality, they all opened fire in return.

But these bodyguards were all armed with pistols; how could they possibly be a match for these fully armed assassins?

As soon as the side door of the van opened, several gunmen opened fire on the bodyguard vehicle.

And then... that was it. Everyone was taken away by that barrage of fire.

These assassins acted decisively and had a strong grasp of timing, which was clearly something that ordinary amateurs could not do.

Guo Shirong's bodyguards were all dead, and even his driver was beaten to death. He immediately felt a sense of despair.

Clearly, he was not well prepared and underestimated the power of the Brotherhood.

But at that moment, another sharp gunshot rang out.

With almost every gunshot, Guo Shirong could hear a muffled groan coming from outside the car.

He mustered his courage and looked up, only to see another car speeding towards him.

The two pistols in the hands of the two men in the car were like reapers of death, each bullet capable of taking the life of an assassin.

To Guo Shirong's astonishment, the two intelligence agents appeared as if they were divine soldiers descending from the heavens.

The situation changed in an instant.

However, Guo Shirong was not happy. He could guess that these two people were the ones the man in black had summoned at his daughter's grave that day.

He was completely unaware that he was being followed.

Moreover, Guo Shirong still doesn't understand why the other party helped him.

The good thing is, he doesn't have to die.

The two intelligence officers, armed with their pistols, sent the assassins fleeing in terror, while the rest cowered away, too afraid to show their faces.

The intelligence officers weren't in a hurry and strolled leisurely toward the assassins.

Anyone who peeks out—no, even just one eye—will be shot dead on the spot.

After dealing with all the assassins, the intelligence officer opened the door of Guo Shirong's car and said with a smile, "Mr. Guo, are you alright?" "I'm fine!" Guo Shirong felt a little dizzy, but he still struggled to sit up.

"Then come with us!" the intelligence officer said with a smile.

The intelligence agents didn't give Guo Shirong any room to refuse, because another person was already loading the materials into Guo Shirong's car.

Left with no other choice, Guo Shirong got into the car of the two intelligence agents.

Once in the car, Guo Shirong couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you people, and why are you helping me?"

"Mr. Guo, let's talk about this when we're in a safe place! Now is not the time to discuss this!" The intelligence officer glanced at the rearview mirror and then said calmly to Guo Shirong.

Guo Shirong immediately looked towards the exit and discovered that two more cars were chasing after them.

The intelligence officer said to his colleague, "Take care of them, and don't leave any loose ends!"

Another intelligence officer immediately laughed and leaned half his body out with a gun in hand.

Then he aimed at the two pursuing vehicles and opened fire.

If someone like Guo Shirong didn't have a bulletproof car, then these assassins certainly didn't.

With a single shot, the intelligence officer pierced the windshield of the vehicle, killing the driver instantly.

This caused the pursuing vehicle to lose control and crash into another vehicle, thus completely eliminating the assassin's ability to pursue.

"Hahaha, isn't he handsome!" the intelligence officer laughed as he said to his companion, "A double kill!"

"Stop being so cocky, keep on guard!" the intelligence officer in the car said, scoffing.

After dealing with the last two vehicles, no more pursuers came after that.

The intelligence officers did not send Guo Shirong directly to the West Kowloon Police Station.

After all, the Brotherhood's influence is not simple. If he were sent to the West Kowloon Police Station, Guo Shirong might "die unexpectedly" at any time.

The intelligence officers took Guo Shirong directly to a safe house to settle him in first.

Guo Shirong, still shaken from the previous ordeal, is now much better, though his face remains somewhat gloomy.

The intelligence officer smiled and poured Guo Shirong a glass of wine: "You definitely need this right now!"

"Thank you!" Guo Shirong accepted the drink and downed it in one gulp.

He wasn't afraid of what the two people in front of him might do to him. If they wanted to kill him, they could have done it earlier; there was no need for such a complicated process.

After finishing his drink, Guo Shirong said to the intelligence officer, "Now you can tell me everything, right?"

The intelligence officer sighed and said, "Sigh, Mr. Guo, you're really persistent!"

“After all, this matter concerns my daughter!” Guo Shirong said earnestly.

The intelligence officer scratched his head and said, "Alright, I can tell you this! You've messed with the wrong person!"

“Zeng Guoshan?” Guo Shirong asked, frowning.

The intelligence officer shook his head and said, "It's not just Zeng Guoshan. You shouldn't have said you wanted to drag their entire organization down with you. You should have just done it, instead of confronting them."

How intelligent is Guo Shirong? He is a remarkable man who built the Guo Group from scratch.

He quickly realized that Zeng Guoshan had someone backing him.

The intelligence officer continued, "You think you're talking about the People's Association, but you're actually dealing with the Brotherhood!"

"The Brotherhood?" Guo Shirong asked in surprise. "What kind of organization is that?"

The intelligence officer laughed and said, "Look, you've never even heard of the Brotherhood. These people don't consider you one of their own!"

“Sir, please tell me the truth,” Guo Shirong said hurriedly.

"Tsang Kwok-shan and the Ai-min Society both belong to another organization, the Brotherhood!" the intelligence officer said calmly. "The Brotherhood's members are all over Hong Kong, and even occupy many important positions in politics! I can tell you something: they have people in the Three Departments and Thirteen Bureaus!"

"Even the police, the financial secretary, and the justice department! If you foolishly barge in like that, not only will you not be able to avenge your daughter, but you and your Guo Group will be wiped out."

Upon hearing the intelligence officer's words, Guo Shirong's eyes widened immediately.

He had no idea that Zeng Guoshan had such a powerful background and so many people behind him.

As the intelligence officer flipped through the materials prepared by Guo Shirong, he said with a smile, "Do you really think this so-called 'love of the people' has such great power? That he can influence the implementation of policies?"

"Think back to what Zeng Guoshan said to you on the cruise ship that day. Could a mere member of parliament like him have handled that matter?"

Only after hearing this did Guo Shirong realize what was happening.

Indeed, the land acquisition and subsequent tactics were simply beyond the capabilities of the small organization, the People's Party, formed by a few councilors.

Thinking of this, Guo Shirong said dejectedly, "What should I do now?"

The intelligence officer smiled and said, "Things have escalated to this point, there's no room for maneuver. Now I want to ask you, are you going to continue seeking revenge for your daughter, or are you going to know when to quit while you're ahead?"

"Of course it's revenge, a fight to the death!" Guo Shirong said through gritted teeth. "I'm sixty years old. I've suffered and enjoyed wealth and luxury. My daughter is everything to me."

“Since you want to continue your revenge, I have a plan!” the intelligence officer said with a smile. “Although the Brotherhood is powerful, don’t forget that they are ultimately shady characters! Just find a way to expose them directly, take the media with you, and make the whole city know about it.”

"I'm afraid no one will dare to take the job!" Guo Shirong said helplessly.

The intelligence officer smiled and said, "Of course there are, for example..."

"You..." Guo Shirong quickly reacted: "You still haven't told me who you are working for, and why you are helping me!"

“You definitely know our boss, but we can’t tell you.” The intelligence officer shook his head and said, “And I suggest you don’t get involved in our boss’s affairs, or you’ll be smashed to pieces!”

Guo Shirong was speechless. He thought that after so many years as a prominent and wealthy businessman in Hong Kong, he had already broadened his horizons.

So he even made boastful remarks in front of Zeng Guoshan.

It is said that in such a small place as Hong Kong, you can count the number of important figures on one hand.

Looking back now, it really does seem a bit nonsensical!

After a long silence, Guo Shirong nodded and said to the intelligence officer, "Okay, I'll do it!"

"Not afraid of death?" the intelligence officer said with a hint of amusement.

Guo Shirong gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "We'll fight to the death!"

"Hahaha, great!" The intelligence officer burst into laughter.

……

Guo Shirong reappeared that afternoon.

This time, however, Guo Shirong did not give the Brotherhood a chance to make a move.

He took all the documents and went directly to a media company.

Of course, this media company belongs to the Guojun Group.

Then, in front of numerous reporters, Guo Shirong went directly to the Economic Crime Investigation Division of the Regional Police Station.

Guo Shirong then swaggered into the police station with his entourage, placed the evidence he had collected on the table, and said to the inspector on the other side of the table, "All the information about our Guo Group's transactions with the Aimin Association over the years is here. I've come to turn myself in!"

This was the first time the Commercial Crime Investigation Department had encountered such a situation, so they readily accepted Guo Shirong's information.

Then, in front of the media, Guo Shirong said, "I came to the police station to surrender myself intact. If I suffer any accident in the police station... remember, it must be because someone is trying to kill me to cover it up!"

After saying this, he voluntarily put on handcuffs and was detained by the police.

Subsequently, this incident caused an uproar throughout Hong Kong that very day.

After all, the death of Guo Shirong's daughter was already shrouded in mystery, so how could the media not be excited by this latest development? (End of Chapter)