Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Meanwhile, Alfred was leading his men toward the hospital.

He was determined to get rid of Huo Qingsong no matter what.

But by the time his people found out which hospital Huo Qingsong was in, they rushed over there with their men.

I found a crowd gathered outside the hospital, and everyone was carrying a camera.

"A reporter! Sir!"

Alfred's subordinate offered a reminder.

At this moment, members of the Huo family were being interviewed, each one filled with righteous indignation.

"Yes, we were attacked. With such loud gunfire that night, the local police station didn't see a single officer. We reasonably suspect this is police inaction!"

The Huo family has hired a lawyer who is making empty promises to reporters: "We will sue the Wong Tai Sin District Police Station for its inaction!"

Upon hearing the lawyer's words, the reporters began taking photos and asking questions.

Upon seeing this, Alfred's face darkened.

What he wants to know most now is how Huo Qingsong is doing and whether he can be saved.

So he led his men into the hospital to inquire about the situation, intending to kill Huo Qingsong if possible.

After all, a whole night had passed, and Han Yili couldn't hold back any longer.

A direct confrontation is definitely out of the question; this sneaky method is the only option.

Fortunately, the group changed into regular clothes and sneaked into the hospital without attracting much attention.

Alfred led his men directly to the emergency room doctor to inquire about Huo Qingsong's condition.

"Oh? You mean the patient who was brought in last night?" The doctor paused for a moment, then sighed and said, "His condition wasn't very optimistic at first, but he survived after all our best efforts to save him! It's just that he wasn't very lucky; the shockwave from the explosion injured his head, and I suspect he has a concussion. I don't know how long it will take for him to wake up."

Upon hearing the doctor's words, Alfred nearly shot the guy.

Why do you need such good medical skills if you're a doctor?
However, now that they know the news, regardless of whether Huo Qingsong wakes up or not, they still have to get rid of this guy.

After finding out the location of the ward, Alfred and two of his men secretly approached the ward with guns drawn.

Huo Qingsong stayed in a VIP ward, a private room.

Alfred listened outside for a while and, finding no sound, cautiously pushed open the door and went inside.

Looking at the person lying on the hospital bed, Alfred did not hesitate and immediately attached a silencer and fired several shots at the bed.

But he soon realized something was wrong. There was no blood flowing down the hospital bed; instead, cotton wool was flying everywhere.

Just as Alfred was preparing to conduct a thorough investigation.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind them: "Are you looking for me?"

The group turned around and saw Huo Qingsong sitting on a chair on the balcony of the ward, looking at Alfred and the others with a cold expression.

His injuries were originally very serious, but Chen Jiajun had magic beans.

"So you really didn't die! Well, that's fine, it gives me the chance to kill you myself!" Alfred grinned and pressed the gun against Huo Qingsong's head.

However, he did not see any panic on Huo Qingsong's face. On the contrary, Huo Qingsong's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

The next moment, a burly figure walked out of the restroom and stood right in front of Huo Qingsong.

This man was none other than Dum, Chen Jiajun's personal bodyguard!

Just as Alfred was about to shoot Doom to finish him off, Doom preemptively grabbed his wrist and then slammed his right fist into Alfred's abdomen.

Alfred's eyes rolled back on the spot, and he immediately fainted.

The other two henchmen were shocked and were about to raise their guns to retaliate when they saw Doom charge up like a tank, sending one of them flying with a brutal shove.

Then, he kicked another foreigner's calf and broke it.

The three men were all taken down by Doom before they could even fire a single shot.

Then Doom took out his phone and said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, just as I expected, this guy really managed to sneak into the hospital!"

"Okay, I'm coming right away!" Chen Jiajun, who was having breakfast at a tea restaurant outside the hospital, wiped his mouth, then packed a bowl of congee and returned to the hospital.

Looking at the several people bound hand and foot in front of him, Chen Jiajun smiled and handed the white porridge to Huo Qingsong, saying, "Your injuries have just healed, so eat something light!"

Huo Qingsong smiled and said, but his eyes were unusually cold: "Thank you, Mr. Chen! But what about these guys? If they're no good, could you hand them over to me?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "You can't kill them, but you can also rest assured, he won't live much longer either! Breaking the rules of the game will bring bad luck on more than just him!" "You're going to hand him over to the police?" Huo Qingsong quickly understood the implication and nodded, saying, "I understand!"

Last night was Alfred's last chance. As long as Huo Qingsong didn't die, Chen Jiajun's side would win.

If another assassination attempt were to occur now, Chen Jiajun would certainly not let those involved off easily.

When the police arrived and saw the situation, they were completely baffled.

These three foreigners in front of us are no ordinary people; they are assistant inspectors from customs.

The police officer is definitely a high-ranking official, at the level of a constitutional commissioner.

Similarly, the person sitting in the chair with a cigar in his mouth is also a very important person, the famous Sir Chen Jiajun.

This kind of battle between two titans is something a few lowly police officers simply can't handle.

Soon, everyone from inspectors to superintendents, and even senior superintendents and assistant commissioners, arrived at the scene.

Seeing this situation is also a real headache.

"Sir Chen, what do you think should be done about this?" the assistant director asked Chen Jiajun with a helpless expression.

This assistant commissioner is also a foreigner, and he sits in Li Shutang's seat, clearly a high-ranking officer in the police force.

However, she adopted a very humble attitude in front of Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Kerry Sir, Hong Kong is a place that upholds the rule of law. I don't have any ulterior motives; I just want certain people to receive the punishment they deserve! What do you think?"

The assistant director named Kerry hesitated for a moment: "This..."

Chen Jiajun said impatiently, "If you feel that you can't make the decision, you can ask Han Yili, Inspector Han. I think Brother Yi should know how to resolve this matter."

Chen Jiajun was too lazy to argue with his subordinates. Anyway, there was no way to wash away the fact that he had gone to the hospital room to assassinate someone.

Chen Jiajun has already had all the evidence collected, and if the police refuse to cooperate, he does not recommend exposing it to the media.

Han Yili will be the one who looks even worse then.

Kerry had no choice but to leave the ward and call Han Yili.

He couldn't take on this hot potato, nor did he dare to!
Sitting next to Chen Jiajun, Huo Qingsong looked at Alfred, who was bound hand and foot, with great pride.

Before, I had to consider whether this foreigner would give me face before I could do anything. Now this bastard is lying at my feet and could die at any moment!

This feeling can only be described with one word: awesome!

It's even more refreshing than eating an ice cream on a sweltering summer day!
Chen Jiajun looked at Huo Qingsong with amusement and said, "Doesn't it feel great?"

“That’s right, Mr. Chen, this is the most enjoyable moment I’ve had since I came to Hong Kong!” Huo Qingsong nodded without any attempt to hide his excitement.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "It'll be even better in the future. You'll control all the red oil business in Hong Kong. I reckon it won't be long before the Commissioner of Customs finds an opportunity to invite you to dinner!"

Huo Qingsong quickly and modestly replied, "I owe everything I have today to Mr. Chen!"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Remember what I told you?"

"Qingsong will never forget!" Huo Qingsong quickly replied.

"That's good!" Chen Jiajun exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Don't do anything disloyal, I don't want to use you as an example for others later!"

"Yes!" Huo Qingsong replied quickly.

A moment later, Kerry walked in from outside and said directly to his officers, "These three men are suspected of murder. Arrest them! Take them away!"

With Kerry's orders, the officers were able to make the arrests.

Otherwise, it could easily lead to conflict between customs and the police.

Then Kerry said to Chen Jiajun and Huo Qingsong, "Gentlemen, the police will prosecute these three for intentional homicide. If it's convenient, would one of you come with me to the police station to make a statement? If it's inconvenient, I can have someone sit here!"

Hearing Kerry's polite words, Chen Jiajun knew that Han Yili couldn't hold on any longer and simply gave up on Alfred.

This is clearly a compromise by the higher-ups in the West.

Since the other party had already made their move, Chen Jiajun had no choice but to give up for the time being.

However, there will definitely be many underhanded tactics involved, and it's certain that they will take advantage of the situation.

They just won't do it openly, or openly tear off the mask of civility! (End of Chapter)