Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chen Jiajun also hailed a car and followed behind Chen Shao.

He's so curious now about what's really going on in this world.

Even though the non-existent Kowloon Walled City was one thing, Chen Jiajun still felt a lingering sense of unease about it.

Since the old woman didn't want him to get involved, Chen Jiajun didn't intend to either.

After all, none of his men are around right now, so he naturally wouldn't take any risks easily.

However, Chen Jiajun was not afraid of the strange things on Chen Shao's body.

Chen Jiajun could even sense that the thing dared not get close to him.

This is what Chen Jiajun is most curious about.

Chen Jiajun has always been cautious in his actions; otherwise, he wouldn't prioritize intelligence in everything.

He would only dare to take the initiative to engage in these matters if he understood how the world worked.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to wander around in this bizarre world.

Chen Jiajun followed Chen Shao's taxi to a building, but did not immediately follow.

Young Master Chen is already on guard; it would be troublesome if he brought the police.

It should be noted that Chen Jiajun has no identity in this world, and the identification documents in his wallet are just a bunch of random characters.

So he simply found a place to stay near the building and waited a couple of days to figure out what was going on with this Young Master Chen.

Meanwhile, Chen Shao returned home and went into a locked room.

The room was extremely dark, and there was an altar inside.

People in Hong Kong are quite superstitious, and it's common for them to have altars in their homes.

They usually worship ancestral tablets, statues of Guan Yu, or other deities, or they offer sacrifices to their benefactors in the form of shrines for longevity.

However, what was enshrined on Chen Shao's altar was neither ancestral tablets nor statues of gods, but a bridge made of mahjong tiles. Four "prosperity" mahjong tiles were facing Chen Shao, like a painted face.

Chen Shao knelt down respectfully and lit two incense sticks in the incense burner.

Then, he put his hands together and pinched a dozen fingers together, forming a special finger gesture.

Then he respectfully kowtowed to the mahjong tiles.

Just as Chen Shao was bowing in worship, the sound of the door opening suddenly came from the doorway.

This startled Chen Shao, who immediately jumped up and pressed the door lock.

Chen Shao's girlfriend, Ya Nan, called from outside the door: "What are you doing in the room?"

Chen Shao glanced at the altar and said gruffly, "Didn't I tell you not to open this door? Get out of the way!"

"So secretive!" his girlfriend Yanan grumbled, then walked away.

Chen Shao breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that his girlfriend had left.

After leaving the room, he locked the door and then scolded his girlfriend.

……

A few days later, Chen Shao kept winning money outside.

Moreover, he bought a luxury Mercedes-Benz by playing cards.

Chen Jiajun had been observing Chen Shao for the past few days and figured out which building the guy lived in.

At the same time, they also noticed that the cold aura emanating from this guy was getting stronger and stronger.

So at noon that day, after Chen Shao went out, Chen Jiajun dressed up as an electrician and knocked on Chen Shao's door.

Chen Shao's girlfriend, Ya Nan, was also at home. She seemed surprised by Chen Jiajun's arrival: "I didn't call an electrician, did I?"

Chen Jiajun casually made up a story: "Young Master Chen sent me here, saying there's an electrical circuit that needs repair!"

"I see! Then please come in!"

Ya Nan looked at the name tag on Chen Jiajun's chest and, after confirming that Chen Jiajun was a repairman, let Chen Jiajun into the house.

As soon as Chen Jiajun entered the room, he noticed that it was much colder and more gloomy than a normal room.

So he jokingly said, "Miss, you have air conditioning in your house!"

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Ya Nan touched her arm and said, "No! I don't know what's wrong either, it's just been really cold at home lately!"

Chen Jiajun pretended to inspect it, and finally stopped at the door of the locked room.

Ya Nan shook her head and said, "This house can't be opened. Young Master Chen doesn't allow anyone to go in, and I don't have the key!"

"I see!" Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Then I'll take my leave. There's nothing wrong with the electrical wiring at home!"

"Okay, I'll see you off!" Ya Nan nodded, preparing to escort Chen Jiajun out.

But at that moment, Chen Jiajun suddenly made his move, striking Ya Nan on the back of the neck with a palm strike, knocking her unconscious.

"I'm sorry!" Chen Jiajun helped Ya Nan sit down on the sofa, then took out tools to pry open the door.

If Chen Shao has any secrets, they must be in this house.

After quickly prying open the door, Chen Jiajun felt an extremely strong sense of malice rushing towards him.

The feeling was like someone staring at you with fierce eyes, which could give you goosebumps.

Chen Jiajun forced himself to look up and saw a pile of mahjong tiles being offered on the altar.

"This thing is really weird!"

Just one glance was enough to make Chen Jiajun feel unwell all over.

This mahjong tile looks unusual; its surface is grayish-white, as if it were made of some kind of bone, and the ink used to carve the characters is like fresh blood.

Chen Shao's recent winning streak in gambling is likely largely due to the mahjong tiles in front of him.

Chen Jiajun walked towards the mahjong tiles, and the chilling feeling intensified.

Even in the height of summer, Chen Jiajun could feel a chill.

It felt as if the temperature in the entire room was dropping rapidly.

But the more he thought about it, the more Chen Jiajun felt that his intuition was correct. Although this thing was strange, it didn't seem to be able to harm him.

Braving the chill, Chen Jiajun finally reached the altar.

There were many offerings on it, and they were all fresh, which meant that Chen Shao had been worshipping the mahjong player these days.

Recalling the strange things Chen Shao had encountered while playing cards, Chen Jiajun was certain that it was the effect of this mahjong set.

Just as Chen Jiajun was about to reach for the mahjong tiles, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound coming from behind him.

Startled, Chen Jiajun immediately turned around and delivered a whip kick towards the direction of the sound.

A kitchen knife was kicked away by Chen Jiajun and embedded in the ceiling. Chen Jiajun looked closely and saw that Ya Nan, whom he had knocked unconscious, had somehow regained consciousness and was glaring at him fiercely.

Just as Chen Jiajun was about to explain, the other party rushed over.

He then thrust the other kitchen knife in his hand directly at Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun frowned and threw Ya Nan away with an over-the-shoulder throw.

But this woman actually adjusted her posture in mid-air with a very illogical movement.

Then, he pushed off the wall with both legs and stabbed towards Chen Jiajun like a sharp sword.

"Tsk, something's not right with this woman!"

When Chen Jiajun saw Ya Nan's actions, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

He had observed Yanan when he came in. This woman definitely didn't know any fighting skills; she was just an ordinary woman. But at this moment, the ruthlessness she displayed was like that of a seasoned underground boxer.

Chen Jiajun had to be a little more serious and reached out to knock the kitchen knife out of Ya Nan's hand.

Then he rolled over and pinned her to the ground, locking one of her arms.

The goal is to first subdue Yanan.

However, to Chen Jiajun's surprise, even with one hand restrained, Ya Nan managed to twist her joint and deliver a vicious elbow strike with her left hand, aiming straight for Chen Jiajun's face.

If he gets hit, even if Chen Jiajun has several times the physical strength of an ordinary person, he'll probably be in a terrible state.

So Chen Jiajun had no choice but to let go, causing Ya Nan's elbow strike to miss.

Ya Nan broke free from Chen Jiajun's restraint and swept a low kick toward Chen Jiajun's calf.

Now Chen Jiajun could confirm that the woman in front of him was definitely not Ya Nan, whom he had met before.

This move is one of the most classic low kicks in Muay Thai, and the technique is very advanced with excellent timing.

An ordinary woman suddenly used this move.
Chen Jiajun couldn't think of any other possibility besides being possessed by something evil.

So Chen Jiajun stopped holding back and directly used his physical abilities to overwhelm his opponent.

He swiftly grabbed Ya Nan's kicking leg, then pulled her up by the collar and slammed her heavily to the ground.

Then, he used a grappling technique to lock Ya Nan's hands and legs, rendering her completely immobile.

Ya Nan struggled frantically, letting out incomprehensible roars.

After struggling for a few minutes and realizing she couldn't break free from Chen Jiajun's grip, Ya Nan suddenly closed her eyes and fainted again.

Then Chen Jiajun felt a cold, sinister force invading his body.

This feeling is like being covered in damp, cold soil, making one feel indescribably uncomfortable.

Moreover, Chen Jiajun found that the areas covered by this force were immediately out of control.

Faced with this situation, Chen Jiajun snorted coldly and directly activated the [Sunfire Armor] on his body. This thing was obviously obtained at a high price in the League of Legends world. Chen Jiajun didn't usually need it, but in theory, such a thing should be able to damage ghosts.

As expected, the magical flames of the [Sunfire Armor] surged dramatically.

Not only did it help Chen Jiajun expel that cold, sinister power, it also caused the ghost to let out a shrill scream.

Then Chen Jiajun saw the mahjong tiles on the altar start to shake and emit puffs of black smoke.

Chen Jiajun strode over, and the magical flames burned even more fiercely.

It seemed to be using this cold, sinister power as fuel, and continued to grow stronger.

A bright flame enveloped Chen Jiajun's entire body.

Chen Jiajun stared coldly at the mahjong tiles, then reached out a hand to grab them.

The flames attached to the surface of the body directly burned the mahjong tiles, making them crackle and pop.

The agonizing screams of the vengeful ghost seemed to echo in Chen Jiajun's head.

However, that was all the ghost could do. In the end, it was burned to a pile of bone dust by Chen Jiajun's [Sunfire Armor].

Just then, Chen Shao, who was about to go gambling, suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

It felt as if something important to me had disappeared.

This made him very uneasy, and he almost hit someone while driving.

After thinking it over, only that set of mahjong tiles could make him so upset.

So Chen Shao stepped on the gas and drove home.

When he got home, he found the front door open and immediately knew something was wrong.

He then rushed into the room like a madman, only to find Chen Jiajun had burned his mahjong set, which could have "turned his life around," to ashes.

Upon seeing this, Chen Shao's eyes widened in fury. He even forgot about his unconscious girlfriend on the ground and rushed forward to fight Chen Jiajun to the death.

Chen Jiajun snorted coldly and kicked Chen Shao in the stomach, causing Chen Shao to bend over and kneel on the ground like a boiled shrimp.

Seeing Chen Shao clutching his stomach in pain, Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "Kid, you actually dare to support evil spirits? Aren't you afraid that the evil spirits will eat your face until there's nothing left?"

"What do you know! This is a magical artifact I obtained from a master, it can help me change my luck!" Chen Shao gritted his teeth and said to Chen Jiajun, "Are you crazy? I only owe you money, why are you cutting off my source of income!"

The saying goes that cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents, and Chen Jiajun's actions certainly seem inappropriate.

But Chen Jiajun had personally come into contact with this thing and could sense that the thing that Young Master Chen was supporting was no ordinary thing; it was the kind of thing that would eat people and kill countless people!

Although Chen Jiajun has no connection with anyone in this world, as a normal person, I don't want to see this kind of thing happen.

"A master?" Chen Jiajun sneered, "Then let that master come find me. I want to see if he dares to cause me trouble!"

"You..." Chen Shao had already been kicked, and now Chen Jiajun's words made him so angry that he almost spat out blood.

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "I advise you to stay away from these things. You're just an ordinary person, be careful not to lose your life! Taking 50,000 yuan to save your life, I don't think there's anything wrong with that!"

After saying that, Chen Jiajun turned around and walked out of Chen Shao's house.

He has now figured out the power of the "evil spirits" in this space-time.

Although he wasn't entirely confident, Chen Jiajun felt he could handle it.

So now that things are clear, Chen Jiajun took a taxi to the ferry and then went directly to the outlying island.

……

Although the West Kowloon Police Station provided the exact location of Lin Fengqiao's old home, it was the 1980s, and things weren't very convenient. Pagers were the main mode of transportation on the streets, and there weren't many mobile phones available.

So Chen Jiajun searched all the way there, and it took him a lot of effort to finally reach the outlying island.

Unfortunately, it started pouring rain as soon as we arrived at the outlying island.

"What bad luck!" Chen Jiajun looked at the awful weather and could only find a small hotel to stay in.

It's called a small hotel, but it's actually just a converted private residence.

After Chen Jiajun entered the hotel, the room was pitch black and looked eerie.

"Young man, need a place to stay?" A strange-looking, thin old man appeared and said to Chen Jiajun with a smile, "Judging from your appearance, you probably aren't a local!"

Chen Jiajun casually asked, "If you're here to visit relatives, how much does accommodation cost?"

"One thousand yuan a night, no bargaining!" the old man chuckled slyly.

Chen Jiajun was speechless. A thousand yuan in the 1980s was no small sum. This old man was probably planning to take advantage of the storm!
Chen Jiajun coldly said to the old man, "What? Are you robbing me?"

"You can leave if you don't want to stay!" The old man looked like he had Chen Jiajun completely under his thumb.

Clearly, this wasn't the first time he'd done something like this, taking advantage of his local status.

Chen Jiajun sneered inwardly, glanced at the old man, and then took out a thousand yuan from his wallet and slammed it on the table.

The old man's eyes widened when he saw Chen Jiajun's wallet.

However, he quickly looked away and then grinned as he used the key to open the door for Chen Jiajun.

The hotel seemed to have been open for a long time, and the facilities looked quite old.

Even the stairs leading upstairs creak and groan when you step on them.

The old man then led Chen Jiajun to a room on the second floor next to the stairwell and opened the door.

The guest room had an unpleasant musty smell, and the bedding on the bed looked like it hadn't been changed in ages.

However, given the weather, Chen Jiajun had no better option than to spend the night here.

After opening the door, the old man added before leaving, "Young man, it's best not to wander around at night! You might run into something evil!"

He then gave Chen Jiajun a sinister laugh before turning and leaving.

Chen Jiajun watched the old man's retreating figure and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

This old man must have some skills to be able to open a shop in a place like this.

Moreover, judging from the old man's greedy appearance, he certainly doesn't run a legitimate hotel.

There must be some way to earn some "extra money".

Chen Jiajun stayed here because he wanted to see what the old man was up to.

Having been in this world for several days now, Chen Jiajun increasingly feels that this world is not simple.

Not only are there all sorts of ghosts and monsters, but we also learn from Chen Shao that there are some "masters" who can cultivate.

This reminded Chen Jiajun of some movies he had watched before he traveled through time.

Fantasy films are a significant genre in Hong Kong cinema. However, it's been so long that I certainly don't remember the specific plot details.

If this really is the world, then things could get interesting.

Just as Chen Jiajun was lying in bed pondering, he suddenly heard a sound coming from outside.

Judging from the voice, it seems to be the old man from the inn talking to someone, and it's a young woman.

"You old geezer, are you sure this kid has money?" the woman said rudely.

The old man patted his chest and assured him, "Ya Fang, I saw with my own eyes that this kid had tens of thousands of yuan in his wallet!"

Ya Fang sneered, "You old codger, you have sharp eyes! What are you planning to do? Like before, I'll seduce him, and then you'll call people to catch us in the act?"

Chen Jiajun almost burst out laughing when he heard their conversation.

He thought the two were going to pull some kind of stunt! Turns out they were planning a honey trap!
However, the old man quickly dismissed the plan, saying, "That kid looks young and strong. If he really goes berserk, I doubt the few cowards in the village could control him!"

"So what are you going to do?" Ya Fang said impatiently, "I'm really short on money lately!"

The old man chuckled sinisterly, "I was just trying to scare that kid. You can pretend to be something dirty to scare him!"

Ya Fang sneered and said, "You've probably used this kind of trick to swindle money quite a bit, haven't you!"

"None of your business! Are you in or not? I'll give you five thousand after it's done!"

"Five thousand? You might as well keep it to burn for your mother!" Ya Fang immediately burst into curses.

The old man said unhappily, "I've set up a place in the hotel. The venue is mine, and I'm the one who found the big water pipe. I'm being generous by giving you five thousand!"

"Ten thousand yuan, or forget it!" Ya Fang began to bargain.

"Okay, ten thousand yuan it is! Go change your clothes quickly, the red one!" the old man said to Ya Fang.

"I know, you old bastard, if you dare to peek at me changing clothes, I'll gouge your eyes out," Ya Fang threatened viciously.

The old man curled his lip in disdain: "Just a dancing girl, I've had my share of those, who cares!"

Hearing their conversation, Chen Jiajun couldn't help but smile.

He's seen real ghosts, so why would he be afraid of the ghosts they conjure up?

Since the night was long and he couldn't sleep, Chen Jiajun became interested and decided to play a game with the two of them.

While the two were preparing, Chen Jiajun secretly opened the room window wide.

He climbed down from the window.

Relying on his agility, which was several times greater than that of ordinary people, Chen Jiajun moved like a cat, silently and without making any noise.

After coming downstairs, the first thing Chen Jiajun did was to look for the hotel's electrical distribution box.

These rural electrical distribution boxes are generally very rudimentary. Even if Chen Jiajun didn't have professional knowledge, it would still be easy for him to short-circuit the distribution box.

Seeing the two eager-to-try people in the hotel, Chen Jiajun chuckled and cut off the power.

Then the entire inn was plunged into darkness. (End of Chapter)