Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Jin, do you think the enemy's assassin will come tonight?" In a hidden corner on the roof, a sniper had his gun aimed at the entrance of the villa.

The woman named Jin, a hot and sexy woman, rolled her eyes while chewing gum and said, "How should I know? Anyway, once we finish this job, we'll be free!"

Another man carrying a laptop said irritably to the two of them, "Can you two shut up? You're making so much noise I can't concentrate on my work!"

"Damn it...wait, someone's come in!"

"What? Where is it?!" The sniper jumped in surprise and immediately asked his comrade.

"Nine o'clock!" the man hurriedly shouted to the sniper.

The sniper looked through his scope, but there wasn't a single figure: "I didn't see anything. Are you kidding me?"

"It was detected by an infrared detector, who the hell is messing with you!" his companion said irritably.

Without further hesitation, the sniper fired a shot in the direction his comrade had indicated.

Although the sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer, the crisp sound of the gunshot still carried far in the quiet night.

The bullet hit the villa's wall, leaving a crater.

Then a figure seemed to emerge directly from the shadows and glanced in the direction of the sniper.

Then he drew his bow and fired an arrow at the sniper.

"There really is someone... Shit!" The sniper rolled away the instant he saw the enemy draw their bow.

Although it avoided a fatal blow, the sharp arrow still left a scratch on his cheek.

The woman named Jin kicked open the door and unleashed a volley of arrows at the archers.

Ghost demons don't have the ridiculously strong physiques of young demon slaves; they can still die if shot.

Therefore, when faced with the opponent's overwhelming firepower, Ghost Demon simply did not engage in a head-on confrontation.

He jumped over the wall and disappeared into the night.

But at that moment, a muffled sound came from the villa's security.

Several blood pact assassins looked over and saw an arrow stuck in the neck of one of the security guards.

After struggling for a few moments, the security guard completely lost his life.

"More than one?" the sniper said in surprise.

Jin's expression also turned serious: "Moreover, their stealth skills are very strong. We need to find them while playing computer games! Otherwise, we'll be in trouble!"

The computer-savage killer was sweating profusely: "Damn it, there are over a dozen signal sources around this villa, how am I supposed to find one! I'm going to have to pay a hefty price now!"

As he spoke, he took out a package and threw it to the two of them.

Upon opening it, I found a complete set of night vision tools inside.

Overjoyed, the two immediately donned their equipment and launched a counterattack against the ghost demon hidden in the darkness.

It has to be said that the Blood Pact Assassin is not comparable to ordinary assassins; at least he can fight the Ghost Demon Squad to a standstill.

After four or five exchanges, the sniper was the first to fall.

He was pierced through the chest by an arrow from the Ghost Demon and collapsed on the spot.

"damn it!"

The woman named Jin gritted her teeth upon seeing this scene.

But she dared not be careless at all, and moved quickly to find the hiding ghost demon.

He was constantly reloading his gun.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" A series of gunshots rang out rhythmically, finally repelling another wave of approaching enemies.

Jin, panting heavily, returned to his original position, ready to catch his breath for a moment.

But when he turned around, he discovered that the assassin who had been playing on the computer was dead.

The wound appeared to be from a sharp blade cutting open his throat; he clutched his neck with both hands and stared wide-eyed.

With two people dead in quick succession, Jin had already begun to consider retiring.

Blood pacts, promises, and the possibility of being hunted down were all irrelevant to her.

She now feels like she's escaping the killings of these ghostly figures.

These people didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Bruce; they were simply killing people.

Bruce hired three blood pact assassins and over a hundred elite mercenaries, but now she's the only one left alive.

Thinking of this, Jin immediately decided to slip away.

Just then, the clock struck twelve, and the antique clock in Bruce's mansion chimed.

Then Jin was surprised to find that the gaze that had been fixed on him just moments before had completely disappeared.

She cautiously went outside and found that she was not attacked by those ghostly figures.

Jin was finally relieved.

Bruce, inside the villa, was practically terrified.

The constant gunfire outside, along with the occasional short screams, kept stimulating his nerves.

Even his bodyguards, who were used to seeing life and death, couldn't help but swallow nervously.

The gunfire stopped after a moment, which made the people inside the villa even more nervous.

Just as one of the bodyguards was about to go to the door to check, suddenly there was a "whoosh".

An arrow was embedded directly in the door, its tail still trembling slightly.

The bodyguards who went to check were terrified.

By just one centimeter, the arrow would have struck his head instead of the door.

A note was tied to the arrow. The bodyguard carefully untied it, took a look, and immediately breathed a long sigh of relief.

It was then immediately delivered to Bruce, who breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the note.

The note contained only one sentence: "You're lucky today."

This seemingly random statement implies that the assassination attempt against him has ended.

Just as Bruce was feeling relieved, there was a knock at the door, which made everyone in the villa tense again.

"Could it be that they've gone back on their word?" Bruce thought with a start.

But then came Kim's voice from the doorway: "Bruce, I have repaid your debt of gratitude. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Return the blood pact to me!"

Upon hearing Kim's voice, Bruce immediately ordered his men to open the door.

However, upon seeing Jin's disheveled appearance, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

At this moment, Jin had several arrows stuck in his body, and he also had many knife wounds. He looked like a blood-soaked person.

Bruce's eyes widened as he asked, "How did it get like this? Where are the others?"

Jin was already struggling to stay upright, and coldly said to Bruce, "They're all dead. Enough with the nonsense, Bruce. Give me back my blood pact mark!"

When Bruce heard that they were all dead, he realized just how dangerous it had been outside his villa that night.

Seeing the murderous look in Kim's eyes, Bruce didn't dare to delay. He found Kim's blood pact and threw it to her.

After taking the blood pact mark, Jin turned and left without saying a word, leaving a pool of blood on the ground.

After letting out a long sigh, Bruce made a phone call to Winston.

……

At this moment, at the Continental Hotel in New York.

Archie has almost finished that bottle of 62 Darmo.

This caused Winston's cheek to twitch slightly.

At that moment, Charon handed the phone to Winston and said, "It's the boss calling."

Winston's eyes lit up, and he answered the phone. After learning a little about the situation, a look of joy appeared on Winston's face.

At this moment, Archie noticed Winston's expression and said calmly, "Your boss is lucky."

"But I'm warning you and your boss, he was lucky this time, otherwise... you know! So don't try to provoke our boss again!"

Winston said with a serious expression, "I understand, Your Excellency."

Yachi nodded, picked up the bottle, and walked out of the hotel.

Winston let out a long sigh of relief, then said to Charon, "Get me a cheap bottle of whiskey; I need to calm my nerves."

……

Bruce escaped unscathed, but the other members of Congress at the high table were not so lucky.

Apart from the one wearing a headscarf, who was too important, the other legislators were more or less assassinated by Chen Jiajun's men.

A few days later, at the next meeting, only nine of the twelve members remained. Among them, Hiroji Ueyama of Japan, William of England, and Cato of Mexico were assassinated.

Faced with this situation, everyone looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

It was only at this point that this group of arrogant idiots investigated Chen Jiajun's deeds.

I was shocked when I found out what I was looking into.

It turns out the guy they provoked has done so many big things.

This caused an awkward moment on everyone's faces.

After all, the high table has been high and mighty for so many years, and this is the first time it has been humiliated like this.

Gramont himself had also been assassinated; he was now wearing a bandage on one arm and had wounds on his face.

He didn't even know how the other person appeared and then launched an assassination attempt on him.

This made him feel a bit scared for a while.

Thinking of Chen Jiajun's stern warning, Gramont didn't know what to say at this moment.

He could only awkwardly reply, "The other side's assassination attempts have ceased."

Seeing the mournful expressions on everyone's faces, the Su Guo councilor laughed loudly. After all, because of his status, he had been ostracized by this group quite a bit before.

Now that this has happened, and he's the only one who wasn't assassinated, he laughed even louder.

Everyone glared at Vig, who said coldly, "Are you happy that our high table has lost face?"

These congressmen had nowhere to vent their anger, and now that Vig had jumped out, they could only be besieged.

Who knew that this Su Guo troll would become more and more courageous in the battle, showing the momentum of a debate with a group of scholars.

The criticism was so intense that councilors from various regions couldn't even lift their heads.

The entire conference room was like a marketplace, filled with the shrewish shouting of women.

Finally, the senator wearing a headscarf couldn't hold back any longer and banged on the table a few times to quiet everyone down.

The senator, wearing a headscarf, coldly surveyed the crowd before turning to Gramond and saying, "Have our assassins been dispatched?"

"We've arrived in Hong Kong, but their control over the city is beyond our expectations. Our assassins haven't found the right opportunity to strike," Gramond said helplessly. "Looks like we've kicked a hornet's nest!"

"Should we just withdraw all the assassins and make peace with him? If this continues, everyone here will be in danger."

These guys are crazy, but not stupid.

The strength that Chen Jiajun has demonstrated is enough to instill fear in them.

The American congressman was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

After all, he never wanted to go through what happened a few days ago again.

Three blood-pact assassins were used, but only one survived, covered in wounds. His nearly one hundred bodyguards were all slaughtered in one night.

If the high table tries to cause trouble under these circumstances, Bruce will be the first to betray his teammates.

The other members of parliament also raised their hands in agreement, after all, the assassination attempt was truly terrifying.

Only Vig laughed loudly: "Look at you bunch of spineless cowards, a few assassination attempts and you're already this scared?"

"If you're so great, then go do it yourself!" Bruce said to Vig, annoyed. "The assassination wasn't targeting you, so you're just making sarcastic remarks here, huh?"

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Vig said dismissively. "I'll do it! From now on, I'll take two more shares from the American side!"

Bruce sneered and said, "If you can really handle that Chen Jiajun, I'll give you all of America's shares."

Bruce has his own businesses and doesn't need the profits from the high table at all, so he's probably trying to provoke Vig.

"Okay, you said it!" Vig laughed loudly, then hung up the call.

The group couldn't reach a conclusion, and the meeting had to end abruptly.

……

Bruce promptly betrayed Vig and informed Chen Jiajun of the news.

He and Vig already had a lot of grudges, and he would definitely take this opportunity to try to trick Vig.

Vig didn't know Chen Jiajun's terrifying strength, but he did!
Now we can just wait and see what happens.

After receiving the message, Chen Jiajun's expression turned somewhat strange: "Old Evil, what do you think?"

"He's just using us to do his dirty work!" Old Evil said with a look of disdain. "That's all Bruce has left with his petty cleverness, and he's also a coward! He wants to use us to help him get revenge!"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "He does only know how to use petty tricks, but this Vig is very arrogant!"

Just when Gao Taizhuo was about to back down, Vig suddenly stepped in and interfered, which made Chen Jiajun quite unhappy.

But he didn't want to be a tool for someone like Bruce, which put Chen Jiajun in a dilemma.

“Wait, assassin…” Chen Jiajun suddenly remembered something, and a strange smile appeared on his lips: “I remembered something fun that can solve this situation!”

Old Evil paused for a moment, then asked, "Boss, what's your plan?"

Chen Jiajun smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll find out when the time comes."

……

Following Chen Jiajun's orders, Xiao Fu arrived in Huntington, New York.

They found the man named John Wick.

After a thorough investigation, Xiao Fu learned that the man's wife had recently died, and he seemed very depressed.

He spends his days with his dog, driving his vintage Mustang around the city, seemingly searching for something.

He looked just like a widower who had lost his wife; there was nothing unusual about him.

He didn't display the qualities of an assassin either; at least, he remained unmoved despite Xiao Fu's repeated attempts to test him.

This puzzled Xiao Fu, who couldn't understand why his boss had specifically asked him to keep an eye on such a family.

However, Xiao Fu was still quite happy at the thought of finishing his undercover work soon, since he hadn't seen his wife in a long time.

When John arrived at a gas station, Franklin suddenly stopped the car at a distance.

He saw two Soviet gangsters harassing John Vick.

Xiao Fu, eager to see what would happen, decided to witness just how formidable the legendary assassin Chen Jiajun had described.

Strangely, the two sides only lingered for a short while before leaving.

However, Xiao Fu could tell that those Soviet gangsters didn't seem very willing to give up. Their eyes were fixed on John's Mustang, their faces full of greed.

"This is going to be interesting!" Xiao Fu smiled as he looked at the Soviet gangsters.

Clearly, these Soviet gangsters, unable to buy it, resorted to shady tactics.

Xiao Fu wanted to see how much of a gap there was between his skill level and that of the legendary killer at the High Table.

So Xiao Fu followed these Soviet gangsters to see what they would do.

Soon, it was midnight.

Several Soviet gangsters quietly sneaked into John's house and quietly opened his door.

Then these guys deliberately made some noise and waited for John to come down with baseball bats.

Sure enough, John soon came down from his bedroom upstairs and was immediately knocked down by the Soviet gangsters with a single blow.

Seeing this, Xiao Fu frowned and thought to himself, "Is this really a legendary assassin? Is this all? His vigilance is even worse than that of a rookie who just started out!"

However, Xiao Fu did not get involved, since these Soviet gangsters did not seem to be looking to kill anyone.

"Where's the key? I'm asking you where the key is!" The youngest guy grabbed John's hair and demanded menacingly.

Just then, John's little dog ran over and started howling.

This greatly displeased the gangsters, who grabbed the dog and slammed it to the ground, killing the puppy instantly.

"We've found the key!" one of the henchmen said to the young man.

The young man sneered, knocked John unconscious, grabbed the keys, and drove off in John's Mustang.

Looking at everything before him, Xiao Fu couldn't resist making a phone call to Chen Jiajun.

“Boss, I think you’ve got it wrong? This John Vick doesn’t seem like a hitman at all!” Little Fu said speechlessly, “A group of Soviet gangsters just broke into his house and easily took him down! Oh! Right, they also stole his car and killed his dog!”

Chen Jiajun, who was drinking, spat out his drink upon hearing Xiao Fu's words: "What? Those idiots really did that?"

"Is there a problem?" Xiao Fu asked, looking puzzled.

Chen Jiajun laughed and said, "Haha, now the show is about to begin!"

"But……"

"You just need to watch!" Chen Jiajun interrupted Xiao Fu, saying, "If possible, lend him a hand when he's about to be killed."

Xiao Fu had no choice but to agree: "I understand, boss!" (End of Chapter)