Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

The bald female inspector did not expect to run into a snag, and was kicked out in a way that was almost humiliating.

This greatly displeased the bald woman who had served as a high-table examiner for a long time.

For so many years, Gao Taizhuo has always been the undisputed leader in the underworld. Today, not only was he rejected to his face, but he was even humiliated. This left him with only one thought: revenge.

Get revenge!
Even in Hong Kong, a place they had never set foot on, the bald woman was confident that she could inflict heavy losses on that arrogant fellow.

"Let's go back to the hotel first!" the bald woman said to the driver, and then started making a phone call.

Just as the car stopped not far from the hotel, there was a sudden loud "boom".

Then the bald woman saw that the newly opened mainland hotel was completely engulfed in flames.

The shockwave from the massive explosion shattered a large number of windows in the surrounding office buildings.

This shows just how terrifying the explosion was.

The bald woman recalled what Chen Jiajun had just said. How much time had passed? The Mainland Hotel's branch in Hong Kong had been bombed?
This level of initiative was simply unbelievable to the bald woman.

Moreover, this action is a provocation, a provocation against the high table.

Thinking of this, the bald woman immediately dialed the number and recounted what had happened in Hong Kong.

An older man's voice came from the other end: "So what do you want to do?"

Looking at the ruins of the Continental Hotel, the bald woman gritted her teeth and said, "This is a provocation against us, and we must retaliate! Let the world know the power of the High Table!"

“Sure, I’ll give you authorization. You can summon assassins from Japan! And those retired assassins’ blood pacts, you can use them as long as you think they’re suitable! I only have one request: I want Chen Jiajun’s head to hold the wine.” The old man was silent for a moment, then said to the bald woman.

"As you command, Your Excellency!" The bald woman was immediately delighted, and she seemed to have already begun to imagine Chen Jiajun groveling at her feet, begging for mercy.

……

Mong Kok is one of the most bustling areas in Hong Kong, and there are still quite a few people around, both locals and tourists.

Strangely, no one was injured in the explosion, and it seems that even the hotel guests had been evacuated beforehand.

The police were also quite troubled by the sight of ordinary citizens who looked terrified.

After all, no innocent people were harmed in this incident, so it could be considered a minor or major issue.

The inspector who arrived at the scene scratched his head and then reported the matter to higher authorities.

Then ambulances and fire trucks rushed to the scene to clean up the hotel, which had been reduced to ruins.

Meanwhile, in a nearby coffee shop, Phoebe, a member of the Ether Society, was watching all this and immediately burst out laughing.

“Chen Jiajun is still the same Chen Jiajun. He will retaliate without hesitation if provoked!” Phoebe shook her head and said with a smile.

The foreigner's subordinate chimed in, "Now's going to be good!"

Phoebe shook her head and said, "There's nothing to see next. At the Hong Kong Grand Table, he's no match for Chan Ka-Chun!"

"Huh?" The foreigner was stunned. "Isn't this a bit exaggerated? Even a high table isn't a match for him?"

Phoebe shook her head and said, "You think too highly of the high table and too little of Chen Jiajun."

"Perhaps in European countries, the high table is indeed very impressive, but don't forget, this is Asia! In Asia, the only place where the high table is worth seeing is Japan; as for other places, it's not even worth mentioning."

"They probably don't know what a terrible situation Chen Jiajun could be if he really went crazy. Back then, Chen Jiajun completely wiped out the intelligence bases of MI6 and CIA in Hong Kong! The two organizations didn't even utter a sound, let alone a small assassin organization?"

"I estimate that it will cause Chen Jiajun some minor trouble at the beginning! But I guarantee that the people at the high table will be completely wiped out."

After hearing this, the foreigner was so surprised that his mouth hung open: "But why haven't I heard of this before?"

Phoebe said calmly, "If you were in MI6 or the CIA, would you be willing to expose such a scandal? Wouldn't you try to cover it up as tightly as possible?"

The foreigner thought about it and realized that it was indeed true.

But then he thought for a moment and said to Phoebe, "But wouldn't that ruin your plan?"

Phoebe shook her head, chuckled, and said, "Who told you my plan fell through?"

"Didn't you say that Gao Taizhuo was no match for Chen Jiajun? Then..." The foreigner was somewhat confused.

Phoebe explained, "Do you think the people at the High Table are easy to deal with? These lunatics lost in Hong Kong, and they'll definitely retaliate elsewhere. That's the effect I want—to make them fight each other!"

"Only when Chen Jiajun starts fighting with the high table will he stop paying attention to my little tricks in Hong Kong, understand?"

The foreigner then realized what was going on and gave Phoebe a thumbs up.

Phoebe smiled as she looked at the panicked crowd outside and said calmly, "The real show is just beginning! You should also witness Chen Jiajun's power; it will benefit our future work."

"What are the benefits?" the foreigner asked, looking puzzled.

Phoebe sneered and said, "You white people are always arrogant and conceited. Only when you feel fear will you act cautiously."

……

After obtaining the authorization, the bald woman immediately brought in a large number of assassins from Japan.

Most of these assassins are elites employed by the High Table, not the kind of incompetent laymen who just hang around.

This can also be considered as the armed force of the high platform table itself.

The bald woman even went to Japan herself and visited a sushi restaurant called "Heike".

The bald woman sat down directly, staring blankly at the bald man cooking in front of her.

The bald man's name is Arai Naotaro, and he is clearly not just a restaurant owner.

He has a famous nickname: the assassin "Zero".

That's right, the assassin "O" that Chen Jiajun casually killed in Japan was an admirer of the assassin Zero.

However, since the assassin "Zero" hadn't been active for a long time, people gradually forgot about him.

However, no one knew that the assassin "Zero" was also a member of the High Table, and a legendary assassin who left a blood pact mark on the High Table.

Seeing the bald woman staring intently at him, Zero brought over a plate of sashimi and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Without saying a word, the bald woman took out a mark and pushed it in front of Zero.

The smile on Ling's face immediately vanished.

Then he said to the bald woman, "I didn't expect the high table to arrive so quickly!"

The bald woman said calmly, "There's a mission. Someone rejected the High Table's offer of help, blew up a mainland hotel, and has now become the enemy of the High Table."

Zero was taken aback for a moment and said, "Who has such audacity?"

"A man named Chen Jiajun!" the bald woman said to Zero. "Do you know him?"

Zero gave a wry smile: "I know him. He's very famous. People call him... the King of Hong Kong! He's not easy to kill! Besides, I don't have any suitable students here!"

After retiring, he began teaching students.

The sushi restaurant owner was just an alias he was using. The bald woman said coldly, "Everyone connected to this person is on the kill list."

Clearly, the bald woman didn't give Zero any room to refuse.

Zero nodded helplessly: "I can give it a try. This might be the most challenging mission I've ever faced."

Zero then stood with his men and said to the bald woman, "I once served at the High Table, and I will continue to serve you!"

After he finished speaking, he bowed to the bald woman.

The bald woman nodded, returned the greeting, and then got up and left.

A few days later, a group of Japanese people dressed as ordinary tourists arrived in Hong Kong on tourist visas.

At the same time, there are also assassins from different countries.

Unbeknownst to them, a group of idle individuals were already observing them at various border crossings in Hong Kong.

Chen Jiajun's money wasn't wasted; he even offered rewards to various triads in Hong Kong.

As long as these gangsters find a hitman, Chen Jiajun will give them 500,000 for free!

This is an enormous temptation for these gangsters who have no source of income.

Not to mention, Chen Jiajun also gave some unused resources to the leaders of these gangs, which made these gangsters in Hong Kong even more dedicated.

If anything seems suspicious, they will try to test it out.

Once the other party's identity is confirmed, it will be reported to Old Prison immediately.

At this moment, in Chen Jiajun's office, Lao Yu had already compiled a list and sent it over: "Boss, this is the list of those who recently entered the country. We've already sent people to test many of them; they're assassins!"

Chen Jiajun sneered: "Very well, those that have been tested and confirmed, we'll leave to Old Evil! He'll handle it!"

Old Prison nodded and said, "Understood, boss. However... recently someone reported to the Hong Kong police that there are issues with gangsters harassing tourists. The police have contacted us and want an explanation!"

"Tell them to shut up. Just say I'm on a business, it won't take more than a week!" Chen Jiajun said calmly.

Old Yu nodded, then left Chen Jiajun's office directly.

After Old Prison left, Chen Jiajun said to Doom behind him, "Let's go out for a stroll and see just how powerful the elite assassins at the High Table are!"

Doom chuckled, put on his sunglasses, and followed behind Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun had the driver take him directly to Mong Kok, to the entrance of the bombed-down Mainland Hotel.

Looking at the devastation and half-fallen sign of the Mainland Hotel, Chen Jiajun exclaimed dramatically, "Wow, whose hotel is this? How did it get bombed like this? Tsk tsk, so pitiful! It must have lost a lot of money!"

The driver, who was driving Chen Jiajun, earnestly flattered him, saying, "Opening a hotel in Mong Kok would cost at least tens of millions of US dollars, boss!"

"So expensive!" Chen Jiajun shook his head, glanced at the unfriendly glances around him, chuckled, and said, "The owner of this hotel should be feeling the pinch!"

Meanwhile, inside the building next door, two assassins had already set up their sniper rifles and aimed them at Chen Jiajun's head.

After all, they hadn't expected that a target wanted by the High Table would dare to swagger right in front of these assassins, making the assassins marvel at how easily they made money.

But just as these assassins were about to make their move, a figure emerged from the shadows.

Then a flash of cold light appeared, and the splattered blood stained the scope red.

A ghostly figure emerged from the shadows, then calmly said into the earpiece, "Eighth floor, cleared!"

A moment later, another ghostly voice came over: "Thirteenth floor, cleared!"

"The street killers have been eliminated!"

Chen Jiajun waited for a long time, but the assassin from the high table still didn't shoot him. He couldn't help but shake his head and complain to Doom beside him, "This is the assassin from the high table? Too bad!"

Doom said speechlessly, "Boss, who jumps into the water to bait their own fishing spot?"

Doom's sarcastic remark nearly choked Chen Jiajun, who snapped, "Shut up! Will you die if you don't talk?!"

Doom shrugged and shut his mouth.

Chen Jiajun deliberately raised his eyebrows at a restaurant facing the street, then made a throat-slitting gesture.

After laughing loudly, he got into his car.

Inside the restaurant, the bald woman was furious; she nearly smashed the plate with the knife and fork she was holding.

He hadn't expected Chen Jiajun to be so arrogant. Knowing full well that he had definitely hired an assassin, he still dared to provoke him to his face.

Most importantly, none of the assassins actually made a move!

The bald woman immediately took out her phone and dialed Zero's number.

A moment later, Zero's deep voice came through: "Inspector, I just went to check, and our assassins... are all dead!"

"What?" The bald woman was immediately shocked. "What happened?"

"I don't know either. These assassins were all killed by a single stab from behind! The attacker... was very strong! Probably one of Chen Jiajun's men!" Zero honestly reported the situation to the bald woman: "I suspect the other assassins might have also been killed..."

"How is this possible?" The bald woman was stunned.

You should know that he hired dozens of elite assassins to come to Hong Kong this time.

These people were all top-notch experts, and now they've all been killed so quietly?
What about their revenge at the high table? Was it over before it even began?
Thinking of this, a chill ran through the bald woman's heart.

Previously, Chen Jiajun claimed to have blown up the Continental Hotel in New York; he thought Chen Jiajun was just bragging.

But the strength that Chen Jiajun has shown now... it really is possible!
"Investigator, I suggest you leave Hong Kong immediately." Zero's serious voice came from the other end of the phone: "I suspect Chen Jiajun has already obtained information on all the assassins!"

Zero's words immediately startled the bald woman.

This enemy was clearly beyond his expectations.

Moreover, given Chen Jiajun's ruthlessness, he definitely won't let him off the hook.

So the bald woman immediately said to Zero, "Come pick me up right now, we need to leave immediately!"

Zero said calmly, "Just get in the car, I'll be right behind you! Please don't make any sudden movements!"

The bald woman forced herself to calm down, called the waiter over, and paid the bill.

Then he got into his car and had the driver take him directly to the airport.

Zero continued, "I will follow you until you leave Hong Kong safely."

The bald woman didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

At this moment, the intelligence officer who had been keeping an eye on the bald woman smiled and said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, that bald woman is about to escape! They seem to have discovered that their assassins have all been killed by our men!"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "Trying to run away after putting on a show? Except for that bald woman, kill all the other assassins!"

"Yes, boss!" the intelligence officer replied with a smile. (End of Chapter)