Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Seeing Chen Jiajun's thoughtful expression, the hotel staff said, "It seems you know something, so I advise you to leave as soon as possible!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and shook his head: "If we're in the hotel, they wouldn't dare to cause us any trouble, right?"

The hotel owner sighed and said, "But you can't just stay in the hotel all the time, can you? I have some connections with those thieves, so they don't dare to bother me, but once you go out, you'll probably be targeted by these scumbags."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind offer, but I think we can handle this!"

The hotel owner shook his head, stood up, and said, "Suit yourself. I've already told you!"

After the hotel owner left, Liu Dachun asked nervously, "Will there be any problems, bosses?"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "If you're scared, just stay in the hotel. Anyway, you've heard that those thieves don't dare to cause trouble in hotels!"

As for Chen Jiajun and Ah Jie? To put it bluntly, which country's gangs haven't dealt with each other?
The Soviet gangs seem to be nothing special.

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Liu Dachun, fearing for his life, said, "Then I'll stay in the hotel and wait for that officer to come!"

Chen Jiajun didn't insist, and he and A-Jie prepared to go out for a stroll to see what was so special about the lawyers in Vladivostok.

After lunch, the two men left the hotel with their men.

The hotel owner opened his mouth as if to say something, but then kept it closed.

Chen Jiajun and his men had barely stepped out of the hotel when they were surrounded by a group of thieves.

It seems they specifically left people to keep an eye on the hotel, and they came looking for Chen Jiajun and the others as soon as they stepped out.

The burly man they had met at the hotel blocked Chen Jiajun and his group's path, glaring at them menacingly and saying, "Outsiders! Hand over all your money and get out of Vladivostok!"

Chekhov felt he had already given Chen Jiajun and his group enough face.

If it weren't for the recent collapse of the Soviet Union, which caused a shortage of light industrial products in the country, leading to preferential treatment for foreign businesspeople by both the government and the military.

Otherwise, he would never let it go so easily just because Chen Jiajun and his group had beaten his people.

Unfortunately, Chen Jiajun and his group seemed rather ungrateful!

Chen Jiajun chuckled and said, "So you're the leader of these thieves?"

Chekhov's expression immediately turned serious: "Now that you know who we are, you still dare to attack my men on our turf?"

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "They're just gangsters, no matter how special you lawyers are. At the very least, you're still just gangsters! I've seen too many people like that, and coincidentally, I am one of them!"

"You?" Chekhov was taken aback, looking at Chen Jiajun in a black suit with a mink coat over it, clearly a wealthy guy.

You could call him a businessman or a rich kid, but I never expected him to be a fellow businessman.

Chen Jiajun continued, "Now that we've laid this out, let's draw up the lines! Will our people fight it out, or will we just start a full-blown battle?"

Although Chekhov was physically strong and had a rough appearance, he was actually quite shrewd.

Seeing Chen Jiajun's unbridled manner, one could tell that the other party must have something to rely on.

Although he didn't know where the other party's confidence came from, Chekhov had no intention of fighting Chen Jiajun.

After all, it's not worth fighting for a few insignificant underlings.

So Chekhov remained silent for a moment before saying, "I still don't know which gang you belong to."

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Hong Kong, Hung Hing!"

“Fine, Hung Hing men, I’ll send someone to fight you. If you win, I can pretend this never happened!” Chekhov said coldly. “But if you lose, leave all your money behind and get out of Vladivostok!”

Chen Jiajun shrugged and said, "No problem, you pick the place!"

Chekhov glanced at the citizens who had already hidden far away, and then said directly, "Right now, right here!"

“No problem!” Chen Jiajun nodded.

Chekhov gave a strange smile: "Very well, I hope you won't regret it!"

He said something to one of his men, who immediately ran away.

A moment later, a burly man who looked like a bear walked out of a small tavern.

This guy is at least two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, giving people a strong sense of intimidation.

When Ah Jie saw this guy, he couldn't help but exclaim, "This is fucking a bear!"

Chen Jiajun glanced at the burly man, nodded, and said, "He is indeed quite imposing!"

"You can still surrender now. Artyom is a master of street fighting Sambo! He's killed quite a few people!"

Chekhov patted Artyom's arm and laughed smugly, "Don't blame me if you get beaten to death by this tough guy!"

Street Sambo is a fighting competition in the Soviet Union. To put it bluntly, it's fighting hand-to-hand in the streets!
Clearly, Chekhov brought up Artyom, this giant, and it wasn't just because of his size.

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Are you lawyers all you can do? Just talk the talk."

"Ha! Very well, since you've chosen your own fate, don't blame me," Chekhov said with a sneer.

On Chen Jiajun's side, the young demon brothers were all eager to try, but they were silenced by a slap from Doom.

It's clear that Doom wants to play himself.

Chekov quickly marked out an open space and let Artyom play.

Looking at Doom, who was a head shorter than him, Artyom stretched out his fan-like hand and grabbed at Doom, saying sarcastically, "You think you can fight me?"

In terms of height, Doom, at 2.2 meters, is about the same as Artyom, but in terms of strength...

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said calmly, "This is going to be good!"

Doom grinned maliciously and reached out a hand to grab Artyom's.

Then, as Doom exerted force, the little giant Artyom's expression immediately changed.

He never expected that Doom could unleash such powerful strength. Under Doom's power, Artyom's hand was even deformed, and the bones rubbed together, making a strange sound.

Artyom even bent over involuntarily because of the pain.

Chekhov's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw this.

Although Doom looked very appealing, he never believed that anyone could rival Artyom in strength.

But in reality, not only did this happen, but it also seemed that the other side had the upper hand.

Doom looked at Artyom with a relaxed expression and said jokingly, "A tough guy? You're not tough anymore?"

Artyom was enraged by Doom's taunt. Keep in mind, Artyom was a street fighter, and his fighting skills were considerable.

Don't let his big size fool you, he's a master of dirty tricks when he gets into a fight.

He kicked Doom directly in the stomach.

Doom sneered, released Artyom, took a step back to dodge the attack, and then said coldly, "You tough guy, your moves aren't exactly clean!"

"Shut up!"

Artyom was furious and immediately opened his arms to hug Doom.

This move is usually favored by people with a strong physique.

Once you're grabbed, it's quite difficult to break free.

Doom didn't give him that chance, clenching his fist and punching Artyom in the stomach.

Artyom wanted to rely on his physical strength to tough it out.

But he regretted it the next moment!

He knew Doom was strong, but he hadn't expected him to be this strong.

Even muscles strong enough to withstand bullets couldn't withstand the impact of Doom's punch.

He was hit as if by a cannonball, and his legs flew off the ground.

"How is this possible!" Chekhov nearly popped his eyes out when he saw this.

Keep in mind that Artyom, this little giant, weighs nearly 200 kilograms. How much strength would it take to punch someone like that and send them flying off the ground?

Is this kind of power truly something that humans can possess?
Not to mention Chekhov, even Aje was completely stunned.

He knew Doom was a formidable fighter; when Chen Jiajun rose to power, Doom was by his side, helping him kill people.

But I never expected such a wild scene.

So A-Jie swallowed hard and said to Chen Jiajun, "A-Jun, tell me the truth, is this Doom guy really human?"

Chen Jiajun thought for a moment and said, "I guess so!"

"I guess so? I guess so?" Seeing Chen Jiajun's nonchalant expression, A-Jie wished he could grab the guy by the collar and force him to reveal the truth.

On the field, Doom took off his jacket, revealing muscles as hard as rocks, and provocatively said to Chekov, "Hey, Russian! How many more men are you sending out? I'll take them all on by myself!"

Seeing how wilder Doom was than them, Chekhov had already chickened out.

Artyom was already the most capable fighter among his men, yet he still got knocked down with a single punch. He was definitely going to lose face today.

While considering how to say a few harsh words to avoid embarrassing himself.

Suddenly a commotion broke out, and Chekhov turned around and his face changed drastically.

Because just outside the crowd, a group of guys in military uniforms appeared.

This group of people are the guys from the Vladivostok military base; Chekhov has dealt with them more than once.

Chekhov was about to lead his men away when he was stopped by a group of soldiers.

Then a middle-aged man got out of the car and started cursing at Chekhov: "Chekhov, you filthy bug, do you want to be sent to Vorkuta? How dare you harass my guest!"

Hearing the man's words, Chekhov panicked even more: "Comrade Kezlov, let me explain, we only had a small disagreement, and the disagreement has already been resolved!"

"Hmph, you legal thieves dare to call me comrade?" the middle-aged man said with a disdainful look.

He then turned to Chen Jiajun and said warmly, "You two must be Mr. Chen Jiajun and Mr. Jie, right? If you have been harassed, please tell me, and I will immediately lock this bastard up in a labor camp!"

Looking at Chekhov, who had been so arrogant just moments before, he suddenly revealed a pleading expression behind the middle-aged man's back.

Chen Jiajun and A-Jie couldn't help but feel a surge of suppressed emotion.

However, Chen Jiajun had no intention of killing them. After all, they were unharmed and had even given Doom a break. It wasn't worth the trouble to kill them all.

So he smiled and said to Kezlov, "He's already been taught a lesson, so there's no need to send him to a labor camp anymore! How about we find a place to talk business?"

Krylov also looked down on Chekhov, and seeing that Chen Jiajun had no intention of pursuing the matter, he waved his hand and let Chekhov and his group leave.

After Kezlov invited Chen Jiajun and his group into the car, Chen Jiajun saw Liu Dachun.

No wonder this guy didn't come along; he was afraid Chen Jiajun and A-Jie would get hurt, so he went to contact Kezlov.

"Are you two alright, bosses?" Liu Dachun asked, as if seeking praise.

Ah Jie laughed and said, "I never thought you, such an unreliable guy, could be reliable!"

"Hehe, after all, this whole thing started because of me!" Liu Dachun chuckled. "It's good that you two bosses are alright!"

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Dachun, tell us about this Kezlov?"

Liu Dachun nodded and said, "This guy is the highest-ranking military officer in Vladivostok, a big shot with connections everywhere! I've had some dealings with his men before, and we gradually became familiar with each other!"

"Is it that simple?" Chen Jiajun looked at Liu Dachun with amusement.

It's not that I'm afraid this guy is lying; he doesn't seem like the type to lie.

However, it's still possible to hide some things.

Under Chen Jiajun's piercing gaze, Liu Dachun blushed.

Ah Jie put his arm around Liu Dachun's neck and said, "You old bastard, there's definitely something you haven't told me yet. Tell me! You don't believe me anymore?"

Liu Dachun said helplessly, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just... okay! I met this guy at the club, and I've helped him buy some luxury goods before!"

"The club?" A-Jie immediately grasped the key point and said to Liu Dachun, "Tell me more about this club?"

Liu Dachun was a little embarrassed and stammered, "You'll know when you get there."

Ah Jie wanted to press Liu Dachun for more information, but Liu Dachun refused to speak.

Chen Jiajun jokingly scolded A-Jie, and then A-Jie shut up.

The car continued forward and soon left the city. It was pitch black all around, and the road conditions were completely obscured.

However, Chen Jiajun and A-Jie weren't too worried. After all, they were just there to do business, and on a large scale at that, so they had almost no money on them and weren't afraid of anyone having any ulterior motives. (End of Chapter)