Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Okay, sir."

"When was this place renovated?" John asked, somewhat puzzled.

Charon looked a little awkward, but still replied, "About four years ago! But I assure you, sir, there hasn't been much change here."

"Still the same boss?" John asked.

“Of course,” Charon nodded.

John didn't say much, he just handed over a Roman gold coin.

This is the common currency in mainland hotels; one gold coin represents one item of assistance.

Anyone who wants to use any of the services offered by mainland hotels has to use these things.

However, as John was leaving, Charon said something intriguing: "As always, we are delighted that you are staying here again, Mr. Vic."

After returning to his room and feeling emo for a while, John took the elevator down to the hotel's basement.

After the fire door was opened, the place was converted into a bar.

This is the true gathering place for New York killers, a corner of the dark world.

John walked into the bar, which was filled with memories; even the bartender hadn't changed.

John weaved through the crowd, scanned the bar, and finally found the person he was looking for.

Winston, manager of the Continental Hotel in New York.

Just as John was about to walk over, he saw Perkins raising a glass to him.

John nodded and continued walking.

He didn't notice that Perkins's gaze seemed a little strange.

John found Winston sitting in the corner and sat down immediately: "Hello, Winston!"

"Hello Jonathan." Winston took off his glasses and said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, you were the one who hit others, not the one who got hit, right?"

John, speechless at Winston's lame joke, said, "He's probably just out of practice!"

Winston shrugged and said, "What brings you here today?"

“Joseph Trasoff,” John simply uttered a name.

"What's wrong with him?" Winston asked, puzzled.

"I want to talk to him!"

“You said ‘let’s talk’?” Winston laughed immediately. “I know that phrase well, Jonathan. I’d like to ask you, are you back to your old ways?”

John looked somewhat awkward: "It was just a visit."

"Have you thought this through carefully? I mean, have you really thought it through?" Winston asked seriously. "You've gotten away once, but if you keep going down this path, you might find something reaching out to pull you back into the mire."

John did not answer Winston's question; he was not a man who could be easily persuaded.

He simply asked Winston, "Where can I find him?"

Winston didn't try to persuade him further: "Vigg is at the hotel now, Joseph... someone will get you his whereabouts. You know the rules here; to avoid severe punishment, no one will cause trouble here. Have a drink and relax."

John didn't say much, and simply got up and went to the bartender.

The two greeted each other, and the bartender said to John, "The usual."

"it is good."

When the bartender returned, he handed over a glass of wine and a note with a note that read: "This drink is on someone else!"

John glanced at the words on the napkin, then said to the bartender, "Thank you."

After saying that, John left the underground bar.

……

Meanwhile, Vig already knew that John had returned to the Continental Hotel.

On the bus, Vig said to himself, "Welcome back, John!"

The assistant turned to Vig and said, "An informant said he's willing to help us take him out."

"Really?" Vig was somewhat surprised. "This guy is really bold!"

After a moment of silence, Vig said to his assistant, "If they dare to break the hotel's rules, give them double the reward!"

……

"Boss, this John Vick doesn't seem to appreciate it!" Xiao Fu reported to Chen Jiajun. "But this guy's skills are really good!"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Didn't you say you couldn't see anything special about him?"

Xiao Fu shook his head: "Twelve people broke into his house, and he killed them all like chopping vegetables. He used the Mozambican shooting method; not a single one survived!"

"None of our assassin foundation members can achieve this level of skill!"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Then let's find a way to win him over!"

"This is no simple matter!" Xiao Fu said somewhat speechlessly, "He's the kind of person who's ruthless but doesn't talk much. It's not something you can win over with just a few words. Besides, he's very famous in North America. I've seen quite a few people recognize him."

"Just do your best!" Chen Jiajun didn't mind; his men were much better than John Vick.

So Chen Jiajun just mentioned it casually. The most important thing was to let John Vick turn the high table upside down.

"I understand, boss. I'm not talking to you anymore, this guy's heading out." Xiao Fu said to Chen Jiajun before hanging up the phone.

The last time he was discovered, it was because Xiao Fu deliberately showed up.

Following John's footsteps, we arrived at the entrance of a nightclub.

It seems like a party is going on here, with handsome men and beautiful women lining up in long queues with invitations.

John didn't go in through the front door; instead, he went straight to the back door of the nightclub and hid in the shadows.

A tall bodyguard stepped out, and John pointed the gun at his head, saying, "Good evening, Francis!"

The bodyguard was startled, but upon hearing that familiar tone, he immediately lowered his hand from his gun and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Vic."

John looked at Francis and said in Sukhomlinsky, "You've lost weight."

After all, John used to work with Vig, so it's not surprising that he knows Vig's men.

“I’ve lost over sixty pounds,” Francis said helplessly. “Are you here on business, sir?”

John said calmly, "I'm afraid so, Francis! Why don't you take the day off tonight?"

John wouldn't kill an old acquaintance on sight, so he gave the other party a way out.

Francis also knew what John was here for today.

John was willing to forgive himself, partly out of consideration for their past friendship.

Otherwise, he probably wouldn't even know how he died.

So Francis took off his headset, turned to John, and said, "Thank you, sir!"

John swaggered into the nightclub and quickly found a few bastards who hung out with Joseph.

After breaking into the bathroom, while the other person was changing clothes, he took out a tactical knife, stabbed the person in the neck, and then covered his mouth.

Another person was washing their face when they heard some noise and looked up.

Looking in the mirror, he saw large patches of blood on the wardrobe behind him.

The thug immediately sensed something was wrong, but it was too late to shout.

John smashed a rifle butt into his nose, causing him to bleed profusely.

Then he kicked the thug in the ankle, causing his leg to twist in an awkward position.

John grabbed the other man's bathrobe collar and asked coldly, "Where is Joseph?"

"Sukabul!" The thug threw a punch at John's head.

Unfortunately, John nimbly dodged him, then grabbed the towel hanging around his neck, tightened his grip on his back, and continued to ask, "Where is Joseph?"

A thug might be willing to drink and cause trouble with Joseph, but he's not so loyal at keeping secrets from him.

Feeling an intense sense of suffocation, he immediately betrayed Joseph: "In the bathroom downstairs."

John nodded, then punched the thug in the head, shoved him into the basin of water, and said through gritted teeth, "You stole my car and killed my dog!"

In just a few moments, the thug drowned in the sink. John picked up the man's phone and headed downstairs.

At that moment, Joseph was still partying with several beautiful women, drinking and having fun.

Just then, a man in a suit walked over, and Joseph laughed and said, "Brother, how about having a drink with us?"

To everyone's surprise, the man coldly replied, "I'm here to protect you, not to take care of a drunkard!"

This man is Vig's bodyguard; he was specifically sent here for Joseph's safety.

Vig's bodyguards didn't think much of Joseph's character, so they weren't very polite to him.

Joseph was immediately annoyed and said to the bodyguard, "Are you afraid of that so-called Night Demon? I'm not afraid at all!"

The bodyguard snatched the bottle from Joseph's hand and said coldly, "No, you should be scared!"

After saying that, the bodyguard turned and left.

Joseph yelled at his underlings in annoyance, "Get me another bottle, and get it to me right now!"

Just as Joseph was yelling at his underlings, John had already sneaked in like a ghost.

In order to avoid attracting attention, the tactical knife in his hand became the blade of death.

All the bodyguards on the way were easily killed by John by stabbing them through the neck with a knife.

Vig knew he would definitely come for revenge, so he significantly increased security.

But it was of no use to John.

Upon reaching the bathroom floor, John saw Joseph happily playing in the water with several women.

He immediately rushed over.

But at this moment, the bodyguards that Vig had left behind came in handy.

They pounced from the shadows and tackled John to the ground.

This also caught Joseph's attention.

The two were now less than ten meters apart, and John had already pointed his gun at him.

At that distance, John could shoot Joseph dead on the spot even with his eyes closed.

But he didn't do that, because killing Joseph wouldn't be enough to vent his anger.

He would toy with his prey like a hunter, waiting until the prey was exhausted from fear before killing him.

So he turned his gun around, shot and killed the bodyguard who was rushing towards him, and then chased after Joseph.

Joseph realized why his father and his gang were so afraid of John when this level of protection came knocking on his door.

Now he only regretted that his parents hadn't given him two more legs, and he ran as fast as he could.

John, behind him, fought off the swarming bodyguards while urging Joseph to run outside.

Joseph burst into the upstairs dance floor, pushing his way through the crowd as he fled in terror.

Having finally escaped the dance floor, Joseph was rushed up by his bodyguards when he cried out in terror, "He's inside! He's inside!"

The bodyguards escorted Joseph out the door first, then turned back to deal with John.

John overlooked one thing: he didn't expect Vig would send in more men, including all of his bodyguards.

Therefore, after being discovered, their progress was extremely difficult.

Fortunately, John was strong enough to fight his way out of the encirclement.

This relieved Xiao Fu, who was following behind him.

If he were to show his face in this situation, he probably wouldn't get away with it.

So while John was escaping the nightclub, Franklin was also helping him clear out his pursuers.

John managed to escape the nightclub and staggered back to the Continental Hotel, where he requested medical services.

Is the doctor here?

Charon nodded: "Of course, he's available 24/7."

“Please have him come here,” John said to Charon, his body covered in blood.

Charon was used to this kind of situation and immediately agreed: "Yes, sir."

Soon the doctor arrived at John's room; he was an elderly Chinese man.

The bullet has been removed from John's abdomen, and the doctor is stitching up his wound.

He poured himself a glass of bourbon and then asked the old man, "Am I still able to move around?"

The old man, without looking up, said, "If you want your wound to heal, the less you move around, the better. But if you still have a mission to complete, take two of these pills beforehand."

The old man handed John a medicine bottle, saying, "Even if your wound tears and bleeds, you'll still be able to move freely! Do you need me to prescribe some painkillers?"

John refused without even thinking: "No, I have enough wine!"

John was an extremely self-disciplined man. He didn't smoke, didn't do drugs, and only started drinking alcohol after his wife died.

That's why he was able to become the organization's legendary assassin and be recognized by so many people.

……

Vig arrived at a suburban house and visited the owner.

The owner, a middle-aged man, was making vegetable juice for himself, which looked healthy, environmentally friendly, and utterly disgusting.

Vig looked at the vegetable juice in his hand, then put it down in disgust.

The man opposite him asked directly, "What brings you here today?"

“I have a task for you,” Vig said calmly.

It's not hard to tell from their conversation that this unassuming middle-aged man is also an assassin.

The man said, puzzled, "Can't we just make a group call?"

Vig frowned and said, "I want to discuss this with you in person because you might think this job is purely a personal matter. If I gave you two million dollars, would you kill John Vick? After all... you two have a good relationship!"

The middle-aged man took a sip of vegetable juice and then said to Vig, "Was this bounty specifically assigned to me?"

“No, it’s public!” Vig shook his head and said, “Time is of the essence; we need to resolve this as soon as possible!”

The man remained silent for a moment before saying to Vig, "Then let's make a deal!"

Vig nodded and said to the man, "Thanks, Marcus, I know I can trust you!"

That evening, Marcus took his equipment and went to a building across from the Continental Hotel in New York.

After setting up his sniper rifle, he aimed the crosshairs at John, who was lying on the bed.

This guy is injured now, and his vigilance is at its lowest. He could easily take down John Vick if he just pulls the trigger.

This is an enormous temptation for any assassin.

You know, when an assassin can take down a legendary killer like John Vick, he's bound to become famous at the High Table.

However, although Marcus had his eye on John, he hesitated to make a move.

At that moment, a ghost-like figure appeared behind him and pointed a gun at John's head.

That's right, this is the very man who was protecting John.

Actually, Xiao Fu didn't want to do this either, but his boss Chen Jiajun gave him a strict order.

He had some doubts before, after all, he was just a legendary assassin who couldn't cause much of a stir.

But gradually, Little Rich realized he was wrong; John Vick's ability to cause trouble was far more impressive than he had imagined.

In such a short time, Viggo, one of the twelve councilors at the high table, has already been driven to distraction.

Most importantly, Chen Jiajun was able to remain uninvolved in the consequences of this incident.

Xiao Fu gradually came to understand Chen Jiajun's orders, and thus became dutiful in protecting John Vick.

Little Franklin looked down at Marcus and said, "I thought your friendship with John was worth a fortune? Turns out it's only worth two million dollars?"

Marcus didn't speak, but calmly replied, "Rogge? I didn't expect you to be helping John! Do you also want to go against the High Table?"

"High Table? What's that?" Little Fu said dismissively. "At the end of the day, they're just an assassin organization. Don't overestimate them. At most, they only have some influence in Europe and North America. This world is much bigger!" (End of Chapter)