Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 205 Old and New Show Off?

most of the time.

Chen Jiajun was wondering what his final fate would be.
Like Hui Chin, the first leader of the New Star Gang, and Ge Zixiong, the leader of the Number Gang, who were deported?

Like the Golden Horse Award winners, they left Hong Kong and died far from home, their remains not allowed to be brought back to Hong Kong after their deaths.

These are not the things he wanted to see.

Therefore, after gaining fame, Chen Jiajun acted with extreme caution.

If he really went on a killing spree, the entire underworld order in Hong Kong would have already fallen into his hands.

But he wasn't stupid.

Smart people know how to do things.

The higher you stand on the mountaintop, the more you need to consider how to get downhill.

the next day.

At the foot of Lion Rock.

Hung Hing Construction's dump trucks formed a two-kilometer-long line, with their hazard lights flashing, slowly but orderly driving out of the Lion Rock Tunnel.

"puff."

Just as we exited the Lion Rock Tunnel, someone quickly scattered nails along the roadside.

The tire of the lead dump truck made a crisp "pop" sound and quickly flattened out.

"Squeak. Squeak."

Meanwhile, more than twenty rickety buses completely blocked the road. A group of young thugs, armed with baseball bats and machetes, pushed past the buses and got off, shouting and cursing at the long line of dump trucks in front of them.
"Fuck your mother."

"Hung Hing boys, you're not welcome in Sha Tin!"

"Get out of Sha Tin!"

Led by Zhang Liangsheng, the son-in-law of Four-Eyed Dragon, and his son Xu Zhancheng, the New Triad gang blocked the convoy's path.

The drivers of the dump trucks were all slaves of the young demons. They did not get off to confront the gangsters, but simply locked the doors and sat quietly on the dump trucks. The windows of these dump trucks were reinforced, making them very safe.

Tai Wai Village.

"Grandpas, my brother is a truck driver for Hung Hing Construction Company. They are all honest and upright villagers."

"Today is the first day of operation for the Sha Tin car factory."

“The henchmen of the Sun Kee have blocked Lion Rock.”

"Once the Sha Tin car factory is completed, it will benefit all of us in Sha Tin. What do you all think we should do?"

Dressed in a suit and tie, Luo Yongjiu gave a final pep talk to a group of villagers.

Since returning to Tai Wai Village last month, Luo Yong has used a "silver bullet policy" on the villagers. After handing out stacks of banknotes, the grandfathers, uncles, and aunts of Tai Wai Village all felt that Luo Yong, who drives a Mercedes-Benz, was a successful person and that following Luo Yong would lead to a bright future.

Luo Yong not only helped many young and middle-aged people in Dawei Village solve their employment problems, but also helped many delinquents in Dawei Village solve their schooling problems.

Now he commands great influence in Dawei Village.

"Jiu Zai, where are they?"

An old man picked up a hoe, his beard trembling with anger. He said it was one thing for the Sun Kee scoffs to bully people in Sha Tin, but now they were actually preventing the Sha Tin car factory from being built.
"Kill the Sun Kee kid!" An uncle stopped playing cards, stood up, and patted his butt.

"I've been fed up with Xinjizai for a long time, let's kill them!" An auntie with a sickle slung over her arm said fiercely.

Luo Yong shouted, "I'll take you there, right at the entrance of the Lion Mountain Tunnel."

Mr. Chen, the owner of the Shatin car factory, said, "Playing chess costs 100 yuan, fighting costs 300 yuan, and a bucket of excrement costs 10 yuan."

"Everyone from Dawei Village who still has the strength, get up there!"

The silver-haired old man from Dawei Village roared in a powerful voice.

The villagers in the New Territories are known for their fierce and valiant nature. Often, a dispute between two walled villages over water can escalate into a brawl involving thousands of people. These brawls are not like the usual gangster fights; they are serious about killing each other and will not stop until three days and three nights have passed. It often takes the intervention of the police and local gangsters to quell the conflict.

At the shout of the respected grandfather, the skilled villagers rushed into their houses and took out their usual farm tools. Some even carried manure and jogged slowly toward the Lion Mountain Tunnel.

Pengjiawei.

“Grandpa, my boss wants to build a car factory in Sha Tin. Now the dump truck fleet is being stopped by Sun Kee Tsai in the Lion Rock Tunnel.”

Peng Sen wiped his sweat, rushed into a bungalow, and spoke to the elderly man.

"Your boss is Chen Jiajun, the great philanthropist from Guojun Academy, right?" Grandpa looked up, puffing on his pipe.

Peng Sen nodded: "Yes, Grandpa, you know I used to be in Hung Hing. Boss Chen was my boss. My boss said that we should help out and give 300 to anyone who fights."

“We have a lot of hooligans in Pengjiawei who are enrolled in Guojun College for free. Tell your boss that we can’t accept this money.”

Grandpa paused, then roared, "Wave the flag, call for help, today we're going to kill Sun Kee!"

These scenes unfolded in many walled villages in Sha Tin.

Zhang Renlong is right. If a community or organization wants to grow and thrive, it must come from the masses and go back to the masses.

However, Zhang Liangsheng, the son of the new leader, Si Yanlong, did not learn his essence.

In Sha Tin, this means that whoever obstructs Sha Tin's development is a sinner against Sha Tin and an enemy of the villagers.

After the bus depot was built, the ticket price for Sunshine Bus was only half that of Sun Kee Bus, and it also had air conditioning.

Mr. Chan is still providing so many job opportunities and free school places for villagers in the New Territories.

Anyone who opposes Mr. Chen is an enemy of the people of Shatin.

The crowds gathered in the dozens of villages surrounding Sha Tin.

Their destination was only one: Lion Rock Tunnel.

A black Rolls-Royce Silver Spur Century slowly drove into the Lion Rock Tunnel.

Boss Jun was wearing a suit and glasses, and his hair stood up straight from head to toe. He held the steering wheel in his left hand and held a thick cigar in his right.

The vehicle carried Transport Department Director Yan Dunli and others, who had been invited to attend the groundbreaking ceremony of the Sha Tin Depot.

“Mr. Chan, the chairman of the Jockey Club called me yesterday, hoping that Sunshine Bus Company could provide special bus services for the employees of Sha Tin Jockey Club.”

Yan Dunli took a puff of his cigar and chatted and laughed with Boss Jun.

"If the Hong Kong Jockey Club needs a special bus service, just call me directly. Don't bother Director Yan. Don't worry, I'll have Mr. Lu Yongyu, General Manager of Sunshine Bus, personally take the contract to the Jockey Club tomorrow."

Chen Jiajun laughed.

As the car slowly emerged from the tunnel, a group of New Detectives, armed with sticks and machetes, surrounded a dump truck in the distance, cursing and swearing. Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "It seems that Hung Hing's construction convoy has caused some dissatisfaction here."

Upon seeing this, Yan Dunli flew into a rage. He pulled out his mobile phone and said, "I'll call the police station right away."

"Superintendent Liao, intelligence report. In the Lion Rock Tunnel in Sha Tin, gangsters from the Sun Kee Group have blocked the construction convoy of Hung Hing Group."

"The troublemakers behind the New Club are Cheung Leung-sing, the head of FIT in Sha Tin, and Hui Chin-shing, the son of Four-Eyed Dragon. The situation on the Hung Hing side is currently unclear."

According to intelligence, all of the more than 1,000 members of the New York Police Department have arrived at the scene, and more and more members are heading towards the Lion Rock Tunnel.

"Han Bin, the head of FIT in Kwai Tsing, has already assembled his men."

"The FIT (People's Bank of China) branch of the Wo Luen Shing Tsuen Wan Line is also closing down its booths."

At this moment, the emergency call center's phone lines are ringing off the hook.

When the news reached the West Kowloon Police Station, Wong Chi-shing immediately contacted Liao Chi-chung.

Liao Zhizong, sent by Hu Zhuoren, calmly sipped his coffee and spoke slowly and deliberately:

"No hurries?"

"Don't take it to heart, young man."

“I’ve seen this a lot on Hong Kong Island. Let them fight it out and settle the score. Only then can Sha Tin be at peace.”

"We've prepared body bags and nylon ropes; we'll just go and collect the bodies."

Liao Zhizong placed his coffee cup on the table, threw his cigarette into the ashtray, bent down, fastened his bulletproof vest, and shared his experiences in Hong Kong Island.

"Da da da."

At this moment, Lu Qichang, dressed in a suit and wearing an ID badge, strode into the office and shouted, "Inspector Liao, the Director of Transport, Yan Dunli, called our police station."

"Ok?"

Liao Zhizong raised his head.

"Director Yan and several officials were on their way to Sha Tin to attend the groundbreaking ceremony for the Sha Tin Auto Factory when they encountered Sun Kei Tsai blocking Hung Hing's construction convoy."

Liao Zhizong immediately understood, took out his gun holster and hung it on his waist, before even rushing out of the office.

The voice of West Kowloon Police Commissioner Szeto King-yin rang out: "Attention everyone, villagers from more than a dozen walled villages in Sha Tin are heading towards the Lion Rock Tunnel. Everyone go to Sha Tin immediately, be mindful of your work methods, and avoid any conflict with the villagers."

“Sir Situ, are you a villager, not a Hung Hing member?”

Liao Zhizong had just rushed out of the office when he froze on the spot.

He only felt a chill, which ran from his feet to the top of his head.

It's been a year since we've seen the big shot Jun make a move, and it turns out he's going to make a huge one.

If a conflict breaks out between villagers and triad members, and it makes the news, their anti-triad group will definitely be criticized by people from all walks of life in Hong Kong. At that time, the pressure from public opinion alone will be enough to destroy them.

He immediately yelled at Huang Zhicheng, "Huang Zhicheng, call headquarters right now for support. Also, we must catch the head of Xinji, Four-Eyed Dragon, today. No matter where he is, we must drag him out."

"Snapped."

"YES, SIR!" Huang Zhicheng stood at attention, saluted, and shouted.

……

"Who the hell is causing trouble in Sha Tin?"

An old man wearing a floral shirt, with silver hair and beard, led the villagers of Sha Tin to Lion Rock Tunnel, wielding a machete.

Crash.

A large group of dark-skinned villagers from Shatin, armed with hoes, sickles, and sticks, quickly followed and blocked the intersection.

"I knew it was you guys from the new police station."

An elderly uncle threw away his cigarette, his eyes flashing with malice, and shouted, "Kill the Sun Kee kid!"

"Slay the new police officer."

"Anyone who obstructs the development of Sha Tin is our enemy."

"Damn you, you bunch of villagers, you're all waiting to die!" Zhang Liangsheng raised his machete and shouted, "Kill them first!"

More than a thousand henchmen of the Xinji gang charged forward with knives, but the skilled villagers of Shatin simply poured excrement on the Xinji henchmen.

"Ugh." "Ugh."

"Fuck your mother's whole family."

The leader of the Sun Kee gang was caught off guard and was hit squarely by the excrement. More Sun Kee gang members rushed up from behind, and the two sides immediately clashed, resulting in a chaotic brawl on Lion Rock Tunnel Highway.

“Kill the new reporter.”

“Drive Sun Kee out of Sha Tin.”

"Fuck your mother, you guys from Xinji, it's one thing for you to bully us all the time, but now you're bullying Boss Chen too?"

More villagers from Shatin Township arrived from all directions. They braced themselves against the iron railing of the road with one hand, flipped over with their legs, and stepped over the railing with both feet, still holding weapons in their other hand, their movements fluid and graceful.

"Jingle, clang, clang."

The road through the Lion Rock Tunnel was instantly covered with shattered glass, some of which was still sparking with embers.

Zhang Liangsheng and Xu Zhancheng were very well prepared for today's battle with Hung Hing. In addition to the usual machetes and clubs, they also prepared Molotov cocktails.

After the two sides clashed, some irrational police officers immediately threw Molotov cocktails.

Immediately, some villagers and henchmen who tried to avoid the flames were engulfed in flames.

"accelerate."

"Speed ​​up quickly."

Chen Jiajun sat in the Rolls-Royce Silver Spur Century, watching this scene with a smile.

"Diuna Star".

"These bandits are absolutely lawless."

"Lawless and unruly."

Yan Dunli was startled by what he saw. His back pressed against the leather sofa, and a chill ran down his spine. He shakily pulled out his mobile phone and called the police again.

As long as the brawls between gangs don't involve ordinary people, the Hong Kong Police Department will turn a blind eye. They would love for both sides to die, and then they can clean up the mess and clean up the atmosphere in Hong Kong.

The Hong Kong government knows that it cannot avoid the fact that triads regularly collect protection money from ordinary citizens.

After all, there are two orders all over the world.

As long as underground order does not significantly impact normal order, the Hong Kong government allows it to develop as it pleases.

However, when triad members launch large-scale attacks and attacks on Hong Kong citizens and villagers in the New Territories, and throw Molotov cocktails at them, then they have crossed the Hong Kong government's bottom line.

From this moment on, they had transcended the boundaries of a criminal organization and become terrorists...

At this time, the Lion Rock Tunnel Highway presents a truly magnificent scene.

An unprecedented conflict broke out between the villagers of Sha Tin and the henchmen of Sun Kee. The entire highway was a battlefield, with one group chasing and beating another, slashing and running back and forth.

Just then, dozens of police cars arrived.

Upon witnessing this scene, Liao Zhizong felt a chill run down his spine. He picked up the walkie-talkie and roared, "Everyone from Xinji who went out today, they should all die! Arrest them all! Also, immediately provide medical treatment to the residents of Shatin Village."

"action."

A row of fully armed riot police officers, holding shields and batons, stood in formation, while a group of officers behind them swung their arms and threw smoke grenades into the distance.

"Hiss."

The smoke bombs swayed and fell to the ground, trailing black smoke that instantly merged into patches of gray smoke.

Xinji's henchmen were engaged in a chaotic battle with the villagers when suddenly a fog appeared before their eyes. Cough, cough, their eyes and throats were choked quite badly.

"Disperse."

When Zhang Liangsheng saw the police arrive, he shouted.

But where can they escape to at this moment?
All around, more and more residents of Shatin Township were continuously arriving.

"boom."

"boom."

After throwing out the smoke bombs, the officers neatly slammed their batons against their shields, making a loud noise – this was called a stern warning.

"superior."

At the officer's command, the officers, in groups of three, rushed into the crowd, brandishing batons at Xin Jizai, repeatedly cutting and surrounding him, eventually knocking him down and arresting him.

"what."

"Officer, I surrender. I surrender."

One by one, the new detectives were tackled and tied up by the police officers, who then rushed to the next new detective.

To prevent the new detectives from breaking through the human wall, the police set up three full human walls at the rear, and more police cars kept rushing to Sha Tin from all directions, as well as Ma On Shan, Tai Po, Tsuen Wan...

Xinjizai has no way to escape.

"Fuck your mother's whole house, you old man, are you out of your mind?"

"Old and new are showing off?"

"Want me to be arrogant again?"

An inspector, wearing a bomb suit and a mask, raised his baton and struck it again and again.

Each blow landed squarely on the head of a new reporter.

A moment later, the young detective lay on the road, his head covered in blood, like a dead dog.

This dead dog is none other than Chen Yaoxing, one of the five tigers of the new record.

"Pounce on the street."

"Check if he's still breathing."

"If it's dead, bring a body bag; if it's still alive, take it back."

The inspector withdrew his baton, looked at Chen Yaoxing lying on the ground like a dead dog, and let out a disdainful sneer.

not far away.

Three police officers, each holding a rubber roller, gradually cornered Xu Zhancheng, their faces contorted in a sinister grin.

"Sir. Boss. Boss."

"I surrender."

"Stop fighting, stop fighting."

Xinji Prince Xu Zhancheng was covered in blood and sweat. He knelt on the road, raising his hands and crying for mercy to the police officers.

Just now, when Hui Chin-shing led the New Detectives to show off their horse racing skills with the villagers of Sha Tin, he felt very powerful.

However, with the police forcefully entering the battlefield, and the arrival of villagers from Shatin Township, they were thrown into chaos, with many dead and injured. Sun Kee Prince simply abandoned his principles and knelt down to surrender.

"Fuck your mother."

“My father is Cheung Yan-lung, the King of the New Territories; my father-in-law is the head of the Sungei Kowloon Group; and my younger brother is the kung fu superstar Fu Sheng. The singer Jenny, who is as famous as Deng Lijun, is also my sister-in-law.”

Zhang Liangsheng was surrounded by the villagers led by Luo Yongjiu, and he roared fiercely but was actually weak inside.

"Is the New King of the Realms awesome?"

"My boss is still the Emperor of Hong Kong Island."

"Beat him up."

Luo Yong, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, raised a wooden stick and pointed it at Zhang Liangsheng's nose.

"kill him."

"Old and new are showing off?"

The villagers of the New Territories have long been fed up with the Sun Kee gang, who are used to bullying others in Sha Tin.

"So what if there are more people? If you're so capable, let's have a one-on-one fight!" Zhang Liang roared.

“I’ll do it.” An aunt raised her fist and punched Zhang Liangsheng in the stomach.

"Auntie, what do you do?" Zhang Liangsheng coughed up a mouthful of blood.

“I’m a farmer,” the aunt from Dawei Village replied.

"If you're going to farm, then farm. Why are you out here showing off your horse and begging for food?" Zhang Liangsheng wailed.

Immediately, the villagers rained down their fists.

Five minutes later, several police officers rescued Zhang Liangsheng, who was on the verge of death.

"Brother, the head of Xinji, Four-Eyed Dragon, is very likely to run away."

"He prepared a fishing boat at the Sai Wan Pier."

"I've already packed my valuables at home."

When things went beyond Four-Eyed Dragon's plans, he knew that all was lost and that staying in Hong Kong would be very dangerous.

Not to mention that his subordinates might betray him, accuse him, or fabricate charges of "organizing a triad organization," he could also be charged with terrorism, and he would definitely spend the rest of his life in jail.

He had no choice but to run away in order to survive.

After Zhang Renlong's death, Lao Yu secretly monitored Si Yanlong's various actions.

"I understand." Chen Jiajun nodded, rolled down the car window, and called out to Liao Zhizong, who was not far away, "Liao Sir."

"Mr. Chen."

Liao Zhizong glanced at Boss Jun with complicated eyes. When he first met Boss Jun, he was just the boss of Wan Chai, and others called him "Bad Boy Jun".

Today, the prominent figure Jun is Mr. Chen, a figure revered by everyone in Hong Kong.

“I received news that Four-Eyed Dragon seems to be trying to escape from a fishing boat in Sai Wan.”

Big Brother Jun, puffing on a cigar, informed Liao Zhizong of the news.

Those who belong to gangs don't understand the imperial aura?
nonexistent.

That was only for restraining the lower-level 49ers.

"In addition, we need to clear a road first so that my convoy can pass through the site immediately. I also have a media conference scheduled for today to mark the groundbreaking ceremony of the Sha Tin car factory."

Chen Jiajun exhaled a puff of cigar smoke, his right hand gripping the steering wheel of the Rolls-Royce.

"Yes, Mr. Chen, I will immediately notify the marine police to seal off the area," Liao Zhizong shouted, standing at attention.

(End of this chapter)