Chapter 338: 339. Chapter 339: The Ghost Demon
339. Chapter 339: The Ghost Demon
Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, Shanjie snapped his fingers, and then the men from the Yamaguchi-gumi dragged out a man covered in blood.
This guy was none other than Nakanishi Kazuo, who had been collaborating with these stowaways.
Shanjie grabbed his head and said, "Tell me, who were you planning to collaborate with?"
Facing Shanjie, Nakanishi Kazuo looked terrified. After hesitating for a moment, he tremblingly pointed his hand at Xianggang Zai.
"Finish him," Shanjie said indifferently.
Then, several Hong Xing fighters nearby drew their guns and opened fire on Xianggang Zai.
Several bullets hit Xianggang Zai's body, instantly causing blood to burst from his chest before he collapsed to the ground.
Shanjie rested his chin on his hand and said to the others, "I'm taking over here now. Any objections? Die."
Shanjie killed someone the moment he arrived to establish his authority, which immediately made the group of stowaways silent as cicadas in winter.
The people who had been fierce just a moment ago were now scared like quails, not even daring to breathe loudly.
So-called professional skills have their specialties; if it came to petty theft or side-door dealings, this group might be considered experts.
But compared to a street-hardened gangster like Shanjie, who had grown up fighting people with watermelon knives, they were worth nothing.
Shanjie said indifferently to the crowd, "I don't care what you did before, whether it was dealing Laundry Powder or petty theft, but from now on, I'm in charge here, and what I say goes. Understand?"
The crowd didn't speak, just looked at Shanjie with terrified expressions.
"Damn it, are you all deaf?" Shanjie roared with dissatisfaction.
Only then did the crowd come to their senses: "Understood, Boss."
"Very good, clean up," Shanjie said to these people with a wave of his hand.
Several stowaways then began to clean up the bloody scene and carried out the corpses of Laogui and Xianggang Zai.
After intimidating these guys, Shanjie turned and walked out of the hot pot restaurant, thanking the Yamaguchi-gumi men: "Mr. Kusakari Lang, thank you for your help."
Kusakari Lang smiled and said, "Not at all, this territory was originally given to Mr. Chen by my father. But Brother Shanjie, you should be careful; Gao Jie of the Tainan Gang is not dead, and this guy certainly won't be willing to lose his territory just like that."
Shanjie smiled and said, "We've dealt with people from Taiwan before; we can handle it."
"Then there's no problem," Kusakari Lang nodded, and then left with all his subordinates.
After Kusakari Lang left, Shanjie dialed Chen Jiajun's number: "Boss, the matter is resolved. However, I still need a group of my own people to come and hold the fort. Kusakari Lang told me that the Tainan Gang might come to cause trouble, and these stowaways probably can't be relied upon."
"Got it, I'll have Lao Zhu give you some support," Chen Jiajun said with a smile after listening. "How is that guy Tietou doing?"
Shanjie sneered and said, "He was almost finished off by his own men. I saved his life and told him to get lost."
"From now on, this territory has nothing to do with him. Warn him not to get involved in this muddy water again," Chen Jiajun said indifferently. "As for those guys dealing Laundry Powder, if they stop touching it, I can let bygones be bygones. If they touch this stuff again, they will be dealt with according to Family Law."
It was lucky for that kid Tietou that Shanjie arrived in time, but this also meant he had lost this territory.
It wasn't that Chen Jiajun didn't keep his word, but that he himself lacked the ability.
Shanjie said with some surprise, "Let them join Hong Xing?"
"Observe them for a period of time first," Chen Jiajun said after some thought.
"I understand."
Shanjie successfully planted his flag in Japan, and Chen Jiajun's business in Japan was also finished, so he left Japan by plane.
He had spent quite a lot of time in Japan this time, so Chen Jiajun did not return to Hong Kong immediately, but instead took a trip to Brunei.
Almost every time Chen Jiajun came to Brunei, the situation here would be vastly different.
The airport had been expanded again and completely renovated, looking like a top-tier international airport, completely different from the low, dilapidated, and embarrassing state it was in before.
The road connecting to the airport had also been paved into a highway, and new tourist bus routes had been added outside.
Moreover, Chen Jiajun also discovered that Brunei already had quite a few tourists.
"It seems this guy Li Yaohua is doing a good job," Chen Jiajun said to himself.
Although Li Yaohua did not come to greet Chen Jiajun in person upon his arrival, he did send a dedicated car.
After arriving at the Presidential Palace, Chen Jiajun discovered a huge map of Brunei in Li Yaohua's office, and Li Yaohua was staring at the map in a trance.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Chen Jiajun asked with some curiosity.
Li Yaohua smiled bitterly and said, "Although the tourism industry has developed, there have been reports of missing tourists recently, which is a huge blow to our tourism industry."
"Missing?" Chen Jiajun frowned and said, "Didn't you send people to look for them?"
Li Yaohua shook his head and said, "We looked, but couldn't find them. I discussed it with the Staff Members, and we feel that it is very likely that the indigenous people or those of Indian descent in Malaysia are behind this."
Brunei is surrounded on all sides by Malaysia on land, so it is not difficult to stir up some trouble.
Moreover, the indigenous people and those of Indian descent were not very friendly toward the Chinese to begin with, and coupled with the ambiguous relationship between the several Sultans and England, the possibility Li Yaohua mentioned was very high.
Chen Jiajun frowned and said, "Why stir up trouble at this time?"
Li Yaohua thought for a moment and said, "It might be because our development of the tourism and gambling industries has infringed upon their interests."
In the entire Malaysia region, there was originally only one legal casino, which was the Genting Casino.
Because of religious reasons, the government also imposed many restrictions on the Genting Highlands casino, such as not allowing casino advertisements in the media, making it more like a large international entertainment city.
But once Brunei got its tourism and gambling industries up and running, the business of the Genting Casino would inevitably suffer huge losses.
In this way, the motive was very sufficient.
Chen Jiajun thought for a while and said, "Now we need to confirm who is behind this. Rashly provoking certain forces would be disadvantageous for Brunei."
Brunei's conventional military strength is quite strong; in addition to the strength of the mercenaries themselves, there is also equipment that the England Gweilo supported for that dead Sultan Richard.
They have infantry fighting vehicles, artillery, and aircraft.
At the very least, arming a regiment's worth of troops is not a problem.
However, this does not mean that Brunei is qualified to have conflicts with surrounding countries.
After all, Brunei's size is a fatal flaw.
Even if Chen Jiajun brought all his men over, it probably wouldn't be enough for the consumption of a single war.
Modern warfare has long since passed the point of relying on human lives to fill the gaps.
Li Yaohua nodded and said, "Dumu has already sent people to investigate; there should be results very soon. Have you finished the business you were handling over in Japan?"
Chen Jiajun nodded: "It's done, I brought back quite a few good things. Ao En has already gone to Japan to organize the technology we obtained. Once he returns, I believe the industry in Brunei can definitely reach a higher level."
Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Li Yaohua smiled and said, "That is excellent."
Just as the two were chatting, Dumu walked in.
"There is news—wait, when did the Boss come back?" Dumu only noticed Chen Jiajun after entering the office, and immediately said with pleasant surprise.
"I just got back not long ago." Chen Jiajun said to Dumu: "Did you find out who did it?"
Dumu said with a serious expression: "Found them, it was done by an organization called the Red Headscarf; they even sent us a ransom video."
"Oh?" A flash of sharp light crossed Chen Jiajun's eyes: "Play it and let's see."
Dumu nodded, then inserted the videotape into the projector.
After the image flickered for a moment, several fierce-looking men wearing red headscarves appeared on the screen.
And behind them were the tourists who had gone missing in Brunei.
"I remember that couple, they are Danish. They even greeted me when they were visiting." Li Yaohua recognized two of the tourists in the crowd at a glance, and said with a gloomy face: "These damned Witch Tribe members, they are courting death."
The Witch Tribe is a collective term for the Malay people and local indigenous people; these guys are the vanguard of the local anti-Chinese forces.
The reason these bastards are so exclusionary toward ethnic Chinese can actually be understood based on the experiences of Li Yaohua's family.
Most Chinese people do business in Southeast Asia; they are shrewd and capable, and their growing economic strength makes them the biggest competitors to local ethnic merchants.
When it comes down to it, it is a cultural conflict and commercial competition between capitals.
The organization calling itself "Red Headscarf" in the video clamored for Li Yaohua to bring money to ransom the people.
The price of three million US dollars for each tourist can be called an astronomical figure.
Furthermore, they threatened that they would only give five days, and would kill one tourist for every day past the deadline.
Li Yaohua said with a headache: "These bastards, I just received calls from representatives of many countries; they are all pressuring me, hoping I will find the missing tourists as soon as possible. Now they pull this on me, such precise timing."
Hearing Li Yaohua's words, Chen Jiajun analyzed calmly: "If this Red Headscarf can control the timing so precisely, it means there is a mole by your side. And this mole's position is not low."
Li Yaohua said with a look of horror: "How is that possible? Everyone by my side was personally interviewed by Lao E. If there were a spy, Lao E would have spotted it long ago."
Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Are you being a bit too arrogant, thinking that because you gave those subordinates and those young people a future, they couldn't possibly betray you?"
Only then did Li Yaohua react: "What do you mean?"
Chen Jiajun sneered: "Money, power, and beauty can all corrupt a person's will. Although young people are full of hot blood, it is also the time when they are most likely to go astray. As for the others, although you used iron-fisted methods to keep them in check, it is inevitable that some loopholes will appear over time."
"Those who are not of our race must have a different heart. This saying from our ancestors is not without reason."
Li Yaohua's mind was in a mess now: "Big Boss, what should we do now?"
Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Simple, have Lao E clear out the internal staff with you, and leave those tourists to me."
Li Yaohua nodded and said: "Good, I will summon Lao E back immediately to conduct an internal purge first. As for those tourists, I will leave them to you, Big Boss."
Saying this, Li Yaohua stood up and hurried off to find Lao E.
After all, keeping a mole by his side was simply an intolerable thing for Li Yaohua.
After Li Yaohua left, Chen Jiajun said to Dumu in a chilling tone: "Dumu, summon a batch of Specter Demons over."
Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Dumu immediately frowned: "Is that necessary? Wouldn't it be enough to just let a few bugs go over and charge?"
Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "They intend to watch us make a fool of ourselves, we cannot take risks. I'll pay you extra."
Universe Coins were no problem at all for Chen Jiajun now, and Dumu's loyalty had long since reached the maximum, but the system's lottery count had never updated, and he didn't know what conditions were required.
However, Chen Jiajun didn't need any tough characters for the time being, so he didn't pay it any mind.
As for the Specter Demons, they were a type of elite monster from Doom 4, a modified version of the Pinky Demon, and their strength was very formidable.
It was just that for the plane's protagonist Dumu, the entire Hell was his backyard; no matter how strong these demons were, they couldn't be stronger than him, and in his eyes, they were just a pile of bugs.
When Dumu pulled them over from the Doom Slayer plane, a cold, chilling aura spread through the room.
Unlike the usual appearance of hulking brutes, although the Specter Demons were tall, they did not look like they had the explosive muscles of other demons.
Their entire bodies were shrouded in white hooded robes, making it impossible to see their true faces.
They also carried an oil lamp in their hands, the faint light setting off their looming, flickering bodies to make them appear even more mysterious.
The leading Specter Demon bowed directly to Chen Jiajun and said: "Boss, the Specter Demon tribe obeys your orders at any time."
This was also Chen Jiajun's first time summoning Specter Demons, and he looked them up and down.
It had to be said that the image of these Specter Demons was already intimidating enough; although they didn't look like they had much muscle, their strength definitely did not lose to a Titan Demon or a Hell Knight. Most importantly, their movement speed was faster, and coupled with their unique skill 【Void】, they were top-tier as assassins.
Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "These are the mission targets; I want you to finish off these Red Headscarves."
"As you wish." The Specter Demon took the target information from Chen Jiajun's hand without asking a single question.
Chen Jiajun said to Dumu beside him: "Find their camp, and then prepare to take over the hostages."
"Understood." Dumu nodded and said. (End of chapter)
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