Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

The following day, after eliminating all the exposed assassins, Chen Jiajun took his private jet directly to New York, USA.

What Chen Jiajun didn't know was that as soon as he left, people from the Ether Society began to emerge.

Yes, it's Phoebe, the one who orchestrated all of this.

This guy is unlike any of the opponents Chen Jiajun has encountered before; he's as cunning as a fox.

When Chen Jiajun was in Hong Kong, he preferred to spend his days drinking, having fun, and chasing women rather than showing his face in public.

But as soon as Chen Jiajun left Hong Kong, he jumped out and contacted those remnants of the British.

These people were not only English, but also a considerable number of local Chinese.

Without exception, none of them held a low social status in Hong Kong.

They've collaborated with Ether's Association more than once or twice, so everyone with influence came.

This time, Phoebe didn't come alone; she was accompanied by an American.

This foreigner claimed to be Valentine's messenger.

When it comes to Valentine, he is a household name in America.

He is the owner of V Company, the largest technology company in the United States.

These billionaires, whose net worth exceeds one trillion US dollars, even have unclear relationships with many national political figures.

He's a very influential person, even frequenting Downing Street in England.

Phoebe brought this guy over to discuss a groundbreaking plan that requires help from people all over the world.

……

Chen Jiajun arrived in New York on the second day.

He made no attempt to hide anything and brazenly checked into the Mainland Hotel.

When Winston saw that this plague god had come in person, he was completely horrified.

“Mr. Chen, I didn’t expect you to come here in person at this time.” Winston’s tone was somewhat strange: “Are you deliberately provoking the High Table?”

To everyone's surprise, Chen Jiajun said directly, "That's right! I figured it would be difficult for you people at the High Table to kill me in Hong Kong, so I deliberately delivered myself to your doorstep. How about that? Surprised? Unexpected?"

What could Winston possibly say? What could he possibly say?
The legislators behind him were able to survive only because Chan Ka-Chun let him off the hook.

Now that such a powerful figure as Chen Jiajun has appeared here, there's nothing he can do.

They could only respectfully invite Chen Jiajun inside, fearing that Chen Jiajun might blow up their hotel again if he got upset.

It's worth noting that although this Continental Hotel is a high-table business, Winston has been operating it for over a decade.

It's long been considered its own home.

After being humiliated by Chen Jiajun last time, his heart was bleeding, so how could he dare to be negligent this time?

After Chen Jiajun checked into the hotel, the news quickly spread to the other side of the high table.

Lagmond convened another meeting, this time with an even more somber atmosphere.

Fortunately, Vig was still a living target for everyone to vent their anger on. Everyone started making sarcastic remarks to Vig: "Vig, didn't you say you were going to take down Chen Jiajun? He's staying at the Continental Hotel in New York right now. Hurry up and go! Let us see what you're capable of!"

These words infuriated Viggo, who retorted to Bruce, "Don't forget, you're also a member of the High Table, yet you dared to let someone like Chen Jiajun stay at the Mainland Hotel!"

Bruce didn't care about Vig's accusations at all, and said helplessly, "What can I do? I can't get rid of Chen Jiajun. The Continental Hotel is open for business. Am I supposed to not let guests in?"

"That's just sophistry!" Vig was so angry his beard bristled. "This is clearly a provocation against our High Table!"

"Don't make things difficult for Vig!" another person said sarcastically. "Don't you know Vig has gotten himself into big trouble lately?"

"One of his legendary assassins, John Vick! He was already retired, but his precious son stole his car and killed the dog that the woman's wife left for John! Now Viggo is being targeted by his own assassin, hahahaha!"

Hearing the other party's mockery, Vig slammed his fist on the table, pointed at the laughing bastard in the video, and said viciously, "Sukabul, do you want to start a war?"

"Enough!" the hooded councilor roared angrily at the crowd. "Look at the state of you all!"

“Mr. Speaker, Vig started this himself!” the congressman said, looking aggrieved.

The hooded senator coldly told him, "Shut up!"

Then he looked at everyone coldly and said, "The High Table has existed for so many years, and no one has dared to provoke us for a long time. This matter cannot be left unresolved! How many legendary assassins do you have under your command?"

“We should still have five more that we can mobilize!” Lagmond said to the turbaned speaker.

"Send them all out, and I will also send a dozen holy warriors to cooperate with you. You must make sure that Chen Jiajun dies in America!" the turban-wearing speaker said coldly.

Upon hearing that the speaker was serious, everyone suppressed their playful expressions.

The speaker then looked at Vig and said, "Get your business sorted out quickly. I don't want to hear about any more trouble on your end."

"Yes!" Vig had no choice but to lower his head and agree.

Vig knew he was in the wrong and could only urge Marcus to take action quickly.

Little did he know that the friendship between Marcus and John was beyond his control.

Marcus had no intention of fighting John; instead, he told him that Vig had been looking for assassins to deal with him.

"Thanks, Marcus, be careful!" John instructed, then picked up his equipment and headed to the church Perkins had mentioned.

Although we don't know where Vig and Joseph are, it must be heartbreaking for Vig to lose his important private collection.

With that in mind, John changed his gear and headed to the church.

There weren't many people in the church today; just a few people were praying.

When the priest in the church saw John swagger in, he immediately came over and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you, child?"

John didn't waste any words. He pulled out the rifle from his back and shot the priest in the thigh.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the guards Vig had left inside the church immediately jumped out.

But how could they possibly match John's speed?
With a few casual shots, he took down all the church guards.

Ordinary people who witnessed this scene were terrified and hurriedly ran outside.

As a woman passed by John, he kindly reminded her, "Be careful, ma'am."

John walked up to the priest after everyone in the church had left.

The priest was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. He yelled at John, "Mazefak, do you know who you're dealing with?"

John said coldly, "Yes, of course I know!"

John pulled the priest to his feet and said, "Let's go to the vault!"

The two walked to a staircase leading to the ground floor through a side door. John pushed the priest in front of him and then observed what was happening inside.

After confirming the number of people, they rushed in and took down the two guards inside with two shots.

The vault was just a small room, but even so, it was fitted with a huge iron gate with a combination lock.

At that moment, two employees were counting the cash inside the vault.

John shoved the priest to the doorway, pointed the gun at his head, and said, "Open the door!"

The priest remained defiant, saying to John, "Do you think you can intimidate me into opening the door?"

But John remained unmoved, his eyes cold as he said, "Yes, open the door!"

The priest, losing his confidence, could only plead, "Vigg will kill me!"

John nodded: "Yes, but I can too!"

The priest had no choice but to open the iron gate.

John called out to the two female employees inside, "Ladies, come out!"

After the two female employees left, John began to take inventory of the contents of the vault.

The items included money, documents, ledgers, disks, antiques, and other valuable items.

The priest said to John, "Honestly, what can you do with all this stuff? You can't take it all with you by yourself!"

“Just like this!” John took two incendiary bombs from his waist and threw them in.

In an instant, a raging fire broke out in the vault.

After doing all this, John turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

……

Meanwhile, inside a hotel in mainland China.

Xiao Fu is reporting recent events to Chen Jiajun.

"Right now, John's probably already burning down Vig's vault!" Little Fu said with a wicked grin. Chen Jiajun laughed along, "Vig's probably feeling the pinch right now!"

"You stay here later and tell John Joseph's location so he can go get revenge. Whatever he wants, I'll give him!" Chen Jiajun said with a sneer, taking out a cell phone and handing it to Xiao Fu. "As for the others at the high table, I have my own ways of dealing with them."

"Got it, boss!" Xiao Fu nodded.

After Chen Jiajun finished speaking, he led Doom out of the Mainland Hotel.

He wanted to see just how powerful the high table was in North America.

Meanwhile, Little Rich dialed John's cell phone.

John was standing guard at the church entrance, waiting for Vig to walk right into his trap.

Seeing Xiao Fu's call, he remained silent for a moment before answering: "What's up?"

“I’ve found Joseph’s whereabouts. Do you want to hear it?” Little Franklin said to John.

John saw that Vig's convoy was approaching, but he still lowered his gun.

He had no grudge against Vig; the real grudge was against Vig's idiot son.

So John said to Little Franklin, "Wait here, I'll be right there!"

After saying that, John came down from the rooftop, got into his car, and returned to the Continental Hotel.

At this moment, a meeting is being held at the high table.

Glamond has gathered all the assassins.

Four men and one woman, including an Asian woman wearing sunglasses.

These men are legendary killers of the High Table.

"Gentlemen, the man before you is your target!" Grummond declared to the assassins. "Your mission is to kill him by any means necessary!"

"If you kill him, you'll get ten million US dollars, plus the high table to break the blood pact and set you free."

But before he could finish speaking, the Asian man wearing sunglasses said, "Grummond, I refuse to be drafted. I'm blind and can't do this job!"

Lagmond's eyes immediately darkened, and he said to the man, "Kane, this isn't a discussion, this is an order! As far as I know, your blindness doesn't prevent you from killing, does it?"

"Say what you will!" Kane shrugged. "I refuse!"

“Kane, I know you must have a daughter!” Lagmond said coldly. “No one can refuse the High Table’s call, you should have known that from the day you joined!”

"You..." Kane was furious and prepared to draw the rapier from his cane to kill the other man.

But he forced himself to suppress it, his face full of anger.

Lagmond, looking like he had Kane completely under his thumb, glanced at his watch and said, "It's decided then. We'll depart in ten days, and we'll tell you the person's location."

After saying that, Lagmond turned around and left.

The other four assassins did not hesitate and turned to leave immediately.

Kane, holding his cane, forced back the anger on his face.

……

In Battery Park, New York, you can sit here and gaze at the Statue of Liberty in the distance.

Chen Jiajun and Dumu got tired of walking around here, so they casually found a bench to sit down.

"Damn it, there are homeless people sleeping everywhere." Chen Jiajun complained speechlessly, "It's absolutely disgusting."

Doom, wearing sunglasses, stood silently behind Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun didn't mind, knowing that Doom was just like that, and took it as him talking to himself.

Looking at his watch, Chen Jiajun continued to complain, "Even a high table won't work! They haven't come looking for us for so long, and I've given them such a good opportunity."

"They're here, there's a dog!" Doom, who was standing behind Chen Jiajun, suddenly spoke up to Chen Jiajun.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Jiajun heard a dog barking.

Then a black man with a Malinois dog and wearing a woolen hat appeared in front of Chen Jiajun.

This guy's eyes were frighteningly bright as he stared intently at Chen Jiajun, who was sitting on the bench.

The gun in his hand was already raised and aimed in this direction.

This Black man's nickname at the high table was "The Tracker," and his specialty was tracking.

With the dogs he trained, they could easily catch up with fleeing prey and then hunt them down as if they were hunting.

However, the pursuers were somewhat bewildered this time, as the other party seemed to have no intention of escaping at all.

It was as if he had walked right into a trap.

This immediately made the trackers sense that something was wrong.

At that moment, the dog he was holding seemed to smell something, and it lowered its body and started barking.

His dog only does this when it feels threatened.

Without a second thought, the tracker wanted to leave with his dog.

At that moment, they bumped into another assassin, a man nicknamed "The Pioneer".

"Sure enough, you're the fastest. Following behind you always helps me find the target the fastest!" This was a rude white man, his body bulging with muscles, clearly the kind of guy you shouldn't mess with.

He said to the pursuer in a very domineering manner, "Now you can step aside, I want this ten million bounty!"

The tracker ignored him completely, his eyes fixed on Chen Jiajun, and slowly retreated with his dog.

The pioneers weren't fools, and they soon realized that something seemed amiss.

Chen Jiajun then laughed: "Oh, you're all here, so stop hiding and show yourselves!"

As Chen Jiajun finished speaking, several arrows shot directly at a large tree behind him.

Then, with a muffled groan, a woman fell headfirst from the treetop.

Fortunately, the trees in the park weren't very tall, otherwise he would have broken his neck from the fall.

The woman is called Torture Killer, one of the legendary assassins of the High Table, who enjoys torturing her targets.

She originally planned to kill Chen Jiajun and take the bounty, but before she could even make a move, she was shot down by a hidden arrow.

The arrow pierced her shoulder, causing her to grimace in pain, but she dared not move.

Because she could clearly sense that someone had already targeted her.

The Tracker and the Pioneer exchanged a glance, then suddenly sprang into action.

The guns in the two men's hands flashed and sprayed bullets directly at Chen Jiajun.

Moreover, while firing their guns, the two retreated, intending to launch a diversionary tactic to relieve the siege of Wei.

Unfortunately, they had no idea that Chen Jiajun didn't need anyone's protection at all.

Bullets rained down on Chen Jiajun, but they seemed to hit an invisible barrier in front of him, sparking as they bounced off.

However, because of this action, the Tracker and the Conqueror were targeted and attacked by the Night Elf archers under Chen Jiajun's command.

Arrows, whistling through the air, shot out from all directions toward the two of them.

Just hearing the sound is enough to send chills down your spine.

Even the two most skilled fighters, without any cover, each had at least two or three arrows stuck in their bodies.

Fortunately, the arrows only caused penetrating wounds, so no one would die immediately.

The two dared not be careless anymore and immediately sought cover to observe their surroundings.

Just as Chen Jiajun was about to send Ghost Demon to kill the two, Doom's ears suddenly twitched.

He threw a punch at an empty space.

After a brief ripple in the air, a figure suddenly appeared.

The guy stared at Doom in disbelief, his face filled with terror.

"Huh?" Chen Jiajun looked at the guy who had suddenly appeared in front of him with some surprise: "High-tech!"

The assassin in front of me was wearing a cloak-like thing that seemed to refract the surrounding light, like a chameleon.

Although it can be seen clearly in broad daylight, it can indeed achieve a chameleon-like camouflage effect at night or in the dark.

"They smell too strongly," Doom said calmly. (End of Chapter)