Hong Kong variety show: I can boost loyalty, the most generous boss.

Chapter 233, Section 232: The Fierce Paratroopers, the Big Circle is Here?
Ah Hua wasn't idle these past few hours. He sent his informants to the police station to confirm the gunmen's identities. All four gunmen had Chinese features, but it was unclear whether they were from the On Leong Tong.

Ahua has very few informants in Los Angeles, and his intelligence sources are certainly not comparable to those of the FBI. It's already quite good that he found these.

"Boss, I only found out that all four gunmen were of Chinese descent, but I couldn't find any background information!"

Yang Jun nodded, but before he could speak, Luo Tianhong excitedly shouted:

"Brother Jun, what are we waiting for? Let's gather our men and take down this left-handed guy."

"I don't care about his left hand or his right hand. If he dares to attack your convoy, I'll fucking knock out his hands!"

Yang Jun was both amused and exasperated, and scolded Luo Tianhong.

"Tianhong, shut up and sit down!"

Seeing Yang Jun get angry, Luo Tianhong could only obediently sit down, but she still looked resentful.

"Boss, let me lead the team!"

Luo Tianhong had been itching to fight for a long time. He hadn't made a move in a long time. In America, it was a prime location for gunfights every day.

When you come to Los Angeles, the City of Angels, you should definitely experience the local culture.

Yang Jun, however, said to Ahua:
"Let Tian Yangsheng come to Los Angeles and take out the islanders who are blocking his way!"

Yang Jun's top priority is to acquire Columbia Pictures. With Sony Pictures as a hindrance, Yang Jun's chances of success are slim.

Although Yang Jun dislikes using violence in business, since the other party has already made the first move, he shouldn't blame himself!
Ahua's eyes lit up, and he nodded, saying:
"Okay, boss, I'll arrange it right away!"

Yang Jun stayed in Beverly Hills for the past few days. He knew the FBI must have sent people to monitor him, so he went to Jennifer to vent his frustration when he was bored.

Yang Jun is determined to have Jennifer, this mermaid, today!

Tian Yangsheng, who was far away on Giant Island, received Yang Jun's order and took ten soldiers to Los Angeles by smuggling ship.

Los Angeles is a port city where illegal immigrants arrive every day, landing at various locations.

Tian Yangsheng and his group disembarked under the cover of night. Everything went smoothly. After they reached the shore, someone was waiting for them on the beach and took them to a warehouse.

"Brother Sheng, you should rest for the night and we'll take action tomorrow!"

"Well, I see!"

Xiao Dao, the contact sent by Ahua, did not leave. He also lived in the warehouse, buying groceries and cooking for Tian Yangsheng and others, and doing logistical work.

The next day, Xiao Dao took out a map and showed it to Tian Yangsheng, showing him a map of Los Angeles.

"Brother Sheng, our target will be passing through this road today and going to this restaurant for dinner!"

Tian Yangsheng frowned and said to Xiao Dao:

"Maps are unreliable. Let's scout it out in person. Take me there tomorrow."

Although Xiao Dao was a little worried, he still scouted the location the next morning. After Tian Yangsheng returned to the repair shop, he called Yang Jun.

"Boss, I'm ready. How far do you plan to go?"

Yang Jun sat on the sofa in the living room, legs crossed, and said in a relaxed tone:
"Either don't do it at all, or do it thoroughly! Leave no one alive!"

"Okay, I understand!"

Tian Yangsheng had one foot on a chair, a Glock pistol in his hand, and preloaded the magazine.

Meanwhile, Koji Tsuyoshi of Soni Company was on his way to lunch when his secretary received a phone call.

"Kimi-kun, Anryo-do's left-hand man called, demanding the remaining $200 million!"

Koji's face darkened, and he cursed unhappily:
"Damn it, Yang Jun isn't dead, how dare he come asking for the final payment?"

"Where is your integrity? Tell him he can only get the final payment after the job is done!"

Koji was furious. He had already inquired and found that Yang Jun was completely unharmed, not even a hair on his head.

The gunmen sent by the left hand suffered heavy losses; they were all killed!
"Useless! These Chinese are all useless, not even one ten-thousandth as good as our Yamato race."

I should never have been so greedy as to give this task to that good-for-nothing Zuo Shou. You really do get what you pay for!

Kodera regretted it; he should have handed it over to the island nation's professional assassins. Fortunately, the gunmen were all killed on the spot, and no one knew that he was the mastermind behind it all.

The secretary made another phone call, instructing Zuo Shou to do the work first, and then collect the money.

However, the secretary quickly hung up the phone with a troubled expression and reported to Koji Tsuyoshi.

"Little Temple, Zuo Shou said that if we don't pay him the final payment, he'll report this to the police, and we'll all go our separate ways!"

Koji Tsuyoshi's face turned green with anger. He was so shameless and unethical.

"Damn it! You have no sense of contract! That bastard Zuo Shou deserves to die!"

After cursing for a while, Xiaosi still decided to give the remaining payment to Zuo Shou. There was no other way; those with shoes couldn't compete with those who were barefoot.

If my left hand goes crazy and exposes this, I'll be finished!
The driver dropped Koji Tsuyoshi off at the restaurant entrance. As soon as Koji Tsuyoshi got out of the car, protected by two bodyguards, he bumped into Tian Yangsheng and two others.

"Kodera Tsuyoshi?"

Tenyo called out Kodera Tsuyoshi's name in Japanese. Kodera Tsuyoshi was taken aback and looked up at Tenyo.

"you are?"

Tian Yangsheng lifted his trench coat, quickly pulled out a pistol, and pointed it at Koji Tsuyoshi's head.

"I am your father!"

boom.
There were no fancy tricks; a single shot landed squarely on Koji Tsuyoshi's forehead. Koji Tsuyoshi's eyes widened in terror, his mouth agape, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The two island nation bodyguards beside him were dumbfounded and were about to draw their guns.

The two bodyguards beside Tian Yangsheng, along with four gunmen who walked up from the street, opened fire on the two Japanese bodyguards.

bang bang bang
Gunfire erupted, and the bodies of the two island nation bodyguards were riddled with bullets. All around them were screaming white people and a frantically fleeing black man!

"Fuck you~ These Asians are having a gunfight? Where are the police? Where are the police?"

"Hurry up, it's an Asian gang, they're extremely ruthless."

"Get away from them, damn it! Why aren't the police here yet?"

Unlike in China, in Los Angeles, the citizens scattered and fled as soon as they heard gunfire, hiding behind cover, as if they were no strangers to gunfights.

But this was the first time they had ever seen such ruthless people. After killing three people, Tian Yangsheng and his men still hadn't retreated.

Anyway, it continued to rush towards the car, and the Japanese driver inside, seeing this, frantically tried to start the car.

The secretary was trembling all over, almost crying in fear!

"Who are these people? Koji-kun is dead, ahhh~"

The driver had just started the car when someone shot him in the head from outside the vehicle, and the secretary screamed in fright.

The driver was terrified by the horrific sight of his head being blown off, and he quickly hid behind his seat, but staying in the car was still a certain death sentence.

The secretary, intending to surrender, opened the car door and rushed out, shouting in English:

"Don't kill me, I'm just a secretary!"

Tian Yangsheng showed no mercy, shooting the secretary in the back, knocking him to the ground. He then strode forward and quickly fired another shot into the secretary's head. *Bang bang bang bang*
In less than a minute, five corpses lay on the ground; all the Japanese who had been with Koji Tsuyoshi were dead.

The scene was extremely bloody. After Tian Yangsheng and his men confirmed that there were no survivors, they opened the two cars parked on the side of the road.

"stop!"

Four American police officers arrived, pointing their pistols at Tian Yangsheng and his group. Tian Yangsheng sneered:
"Let them see our firepower!"

Five burly men in trench coats and sunglasses, looking quite stylish, pulled out a .47 automatic rifle, lined up, pressed the muzzle, and started firing wildly in the direction of the American police.

Da da da da da da da
The overwhelming firepower forced the American police to keep their heads down, hiding behind vehicles and occasionally firing back.

This is a beautiful sight: Free America, gunfights every day!
"Walk"

Tian Yangsheng jumped directly into the car through the window with great style. The driver sped away from the scene without a second thought.

The two cars drove one after the other through the streets and quickly disappeared from the police's sight.

Half an hour later, Tian Yangsheng returned to the repair shop and made a phone call to Yang Jun.

"Boss, I've completed my mission!"

"Let's pull off one more heist, then leave Los Angeles immediately!"

Yang Jun's strategy was simple: use the airborne troops approach – hit and run!

The paratrooper model was learned from the Hong Kong Big Circle Gang, which is extremely ruthless and acts without restraint!

He would commit a crime in Hong Kong, then return to the mainland to hide for a while until things calmed down, before committing another crime!

"Yes, boss!"

Tian Yangsheng, of course, obeyed Yang Jun's orders unconditionally. He was also a suicide squad member, and the leader of the suicide squad members at that.

"We have another goal tonight."

Meanwhile, at his villa, Shunichi Endo was stunned to hear that his subordinate, Kodera, had been assassinated.

"Who did it?"

Shunichi Endo is probably in his fifties. He has his signature mustache, wears glasses, and is dressed in a suit and bow tie, a gentlemanly appearance.

"I don't know. According to eyewitnesses, the gunman was Asian."

White Americans can't distinguish Asians. They think Chinese people, islanders, and South Koreans all look the same. They're completely face-blind, so they only know that they are Asian.

Asian?

Endo Shunichi was startled. He had offended many people in Japan, and he couldn't rule out the possibility that the Japanese would come to America to retaliate.

Of course, the biggest suspects are people from Hong Kong; they are now competitors!

"Endo-kun, shall we go to meet Mr. Bill tonight?"

Only after his secretary reminded him did Endo Shunichi realize that Mr. Bill had invited him to dinner that evening.

This is a deal worth billions of dollars, so Shunichi Endo certainly wouldn't miss it. Who knows if Bill will arrange a private meeting with Yang Jun?

"Go! Make thorough preparations tonight. Oh, and notify Sheriff Walter to arrange a team to protect me."

Shunichi Endo wasn't stupid. He had a close relationship with Chief Walter of the Los Angeles Police Department, so it wouldn't be a problem for him to send a team to protect him.

American sheriffs are not insignificant figures; they are frontline commanders who can easily send out a small squad.

An hour later, when Shunichi Endo saw four police cars arrive at the villa and more than ten police officers escorting him, a smile finally appeared on his face!

I must take down Columbia Pictures tonight, then head straight back to the island nation.

Shunichi Endo breathed a sigh of relief, then got into the car with his business negotiation team, which included lawyers, accountants, and other professionals—a total of 15 Japanese.

The convoy consisted of eight vehicles, four of which were police cars and the other four belonged to Japanese nationals.

The convoy drove in a long procession to Los Angeles, heading towards the suburbs. On a highway in San Diego County, another group of people was waiting for them.
"Brother Sheng, there are American police officers here, what should we do?"

Xiao Dao looked at the police car across the street through his binoculars and became nervous.

Tian Yangsheng and the others were unfamiliar with the roads, so Xiao Dao acted as their guide, showing them the way.

As a second-generation Chinese American, Xiao Dao was wearing a baseball cap when he saw the police car and felt a deep-seated fear in his bones!

In Los Angeles, racism is rampant. Xiao Dao has been afraid of white police officers since he was a child. Sometimes, the white police officers here are more terrifying than gangsters, and violent and excessive law enforcement incidents occur frequently.

"What are you afraid of? They're just a dozen or so white police officers. Ah Gui, you take three men and suppress them with firepower."

Ah Gui, chewing gum, wearing sunglasses and a trench coat, pulled out an AK47 automatic rifle.

"OK!"

There were only three cars on Tian Yangsheng's side. After Endo Shunichi drove past the intersection, Tian Yangsheng had his driver block the other car with the sedan.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

When Endo Shunichi saw the convoy stop, he peeked out and saw a car blocking the intersection ahead.

"Damn drunkard! Why are you stopped in the middle of the road?"

Tian Yangsheng and his men got out of the car. Two of his men each took out a grenade from their pockets, pulled out the safety pins, and threw it directly at the four cars in the middle.

The police officers inside the police car were stunned. What the hell? They just threw a grenade?

Da da da da da da
Tian Yangsheng and his accomplices used AK47s to suppress the police car with firepower, leaving it riddled with holes. Fortunately, the white police officers were wearing bulletproof vests, so the damage was not too severe.

However, these police officers could only barely fight back and dared not even deploy their patrol cars. With only a few thousand dollars a month, it wasn't worth risking their lives like that.

Four henchmen suppressed the police, preventing them from getting out of their patrol cars. Anyone who did was shot dead on sight, and they took control of the white police officers in the four patrol cars.

Tian Yangsheng and six others opened fire on four other cars. Endo Shunichi scrambled out of one of the cars and limped away.

Tenyo sneered and pulled the trigger on Endo Shunichi.

Da da da da da da
Endo Shunichi had several bloody holes in his body and let out a scream.

"Cover me!"

Tian Yangsheng rushed forward alone, and after confirming that it was his target, he fired another shot at Endo Shunichi's head.

"Come on!"

Tian Yangsheng could already hear the sirens in the distance; the main force of the Americans was about to arrive, so he couldn't afford to eliminate them completely.

Tian Yangsheng led ten assassins in a direct retreat. One of the assassins was shot in the thigh and fell to the ground!

"Damn it! Cover me!"

Tian Yangsheng rushed back, hoisted the assassin onto his shoulder, and quickly got into the car!

The three cars drove in the opposite direction, speeding at 150 km/h the entire time, with police cars in hot pursuit.

The police cars behind them were not the primary targets, so they sustained less damage. Only one officer was unlucky enough to be shot in the head, and three other white officers suffered minor injuries, none of which were to vital areas.

(End of this chapter)