Chapter 633: Cats and Dogs

The bald female High Table Adjudicator did not expect to hit a wall, and to be driven out in a manner that was near-humiliating.

This made the bald woman, who had served as a High Table Adjudicator for a long time, quite displeased.

For so many years, the High Table had always had the final say in the underworld; today, not only was she refused to her face, but she was even humiliated, which left her with only one thought: revenge.

To take brutal revenge! Even in Hong Kong, a land they had never set foot in, the bald woman was confident she could make that arrogant guy suffer heavy losses.

"Back to the hotel first!" the bald woman said to the driver, then began to dial a phone number.

Just as the car stopped not far from the hotel, suddenly, there was a loud "Boom—".

Then the bald woman saw the newly opened Continental Hotel being directly swallowed by flames.

The shockwave caused by the massive explosion shattered a large area of windows in the surrounding office buildings.

One could see just how terrifying the power of this explosion was.

The bald woman recalled what Chen Jiajun had just said; how much time had passed? The Continental Hotel's branch in Hong Kong had just been blown up like this? This level of execution was simply unbelievable to the bald woman.

Moreover, this act was a provocation—a provocation against the High Table.

Thinking of this, the bald woman immediately dialed the number and recounted the events in Hong Kong.

A voice of an old man came from the other end: "So, what do you want to do?"

The bald woman looked at the Continental Hotel, which had already turned into ruins, and said through gritted teeth: "This is a provocation against us; we must take revenge! Let the world know the power of our High Table!"

"Very well, I grant you authorization; you may mobilize assassins from Japan! And those Blood Oaths of retired assassins, you may call upon any you deem appropriate! I have only one request: I want Chen Jiajun's head to serve wine." The old man was silent for a moment, then said to the bald woman.

"As you command, Excellency!" The bald woman was instantly delighted; she seemed to have already begun to fantasize about Chen Jiajun crawling at her feet begging for mercy.

……

Mong Kok belongs to the most prosperous area of Hong Kong; whether it be the local citizens or tourists, there were quite a lot of people.

But strangely, this explosion did not injure a single person, and it even seemed that the guests inside the hotel had been cleared out in advance.

Looking at the terrified ordinary citizens, the police were also having a massive headache.

After all, this incident did not harm any innocents, so it could be treated as either a major or minor issue.

The Inspector who rushed to the scene scratched his head, then reported the matter upward.

Then ambulances and fire trucks rushed over to carry out cleanup work on the hotel that had already turned into ruins.

And in a cafe not far away, Phoebe from the Ether Society was watching all of this and suddenly laughed.

"Chen Jiajun is still the same Chen Jiajun; once provoked, he will launch a ruthless counterattack!" Phoebe shook his head and said with a smile.

A Gweilo subordinate on the side chimed in: "Now there's going to be a good show to watch!"

Phoebe, however, shook his head and said: "There is nothing good to watch next; in Hong Kong, the High Table will not be Chen Jiajun's opponent!"

"Huh?" The Gweilo was instantly stunned: "Isn't that a bit exaggerated? The High Table isn't his opponent?"

Phoebe shook his head and said: "You think too highly of the High Table, and you think too lowly of Chen Jiajun."

"Perhaps in those countries in Europe, the High Table is indeed very powerful, but don't forget, this is Asia! In Asia, the High Table is only worth looking at in Japan; as for the others, they aren't even worth mentioning."

"They probably don't know what kind of terrifying situation it would be if Chen Jiajun truly went crazy. Back then, the intelligence strongholds of MI6 and the CIA were directly uprooted by Chen Jiajun from Hong Kong! Neither organization dared to make a peep, let alone a small assassin organization?"

"I estimate that at the beginning, they might bring Chen Jiajun a little trouble! But I can guarantee that the people from the High Table will be completely wiped out."

After hearing this, the Gweilo was so surprised that his mouth wouldn't close: "But, why haven't I heard of this?"

Phoebe said indifferently: "If you were someone from MI6 or the CIA, would you be willing to expose such a scandal? You would cover it up as tightly as possible, wouldn't you?"

The Gweilo thought about it, and it was indeed a logical point.

However, he thought about it afterward and said to Phoebe: "But if that's the case, won't your plan be ruined?"

Phoebe shook his head, gave a light laugh, and said: "Who told you my plan was ruined?"

"Didn't you say the High Table isn't Chen Jiajun's opponent? Then..." The Gweilo was somewhat confused.

Phoebe explained: "Do you think the High Table are easy people to deal with? These lunatics lost in Hong Kong, so they will definitely take revenge elsewhere; that is the effect I want, to make both sides fight each other!"

"Only when Chen Jiajun and the High Table start fighting will he not pay attention to some of my small movements in Hong Kong, understand?"

The Gweilo suddenly realized, and gave Phoebe a thumbs up.

Phoebe watched the panicked crowd outside with a smile and said indifferently: "The good show has only just begun! You should also get to see Chen Jiajun's power; this will be beneficial for our future work."

"What benefit?" The Gweilo said with a puzzled look.

Phoebe sneered and said: "You white people have always been arrogant; only when you feel fear will you act with caution."

……

After the bald woman obtained the authorization, she immediately mobilized numerous assassins from Japan.

Most of these assassins were elites employed by the High Table, not the kind of hacks who just take odd jobs.

This could also be considered the High Table's own armed force.

The bald woman even personally went to Japan, arriving at a small sushi shop named "Heike".

The bald woman sat down directly and stared blankly at the bald man who was cooking in front of her.

The bald man was named Newai Naotaro; clearly, he was not just a Restaurant Boss.

He had a famous nickname, the Legendary Assassin "Zero".

That's right, the assassin "O" whom Chen Jiajun had casually killed in Japan before was an admirer of the assassin Zero.

It was just that the assassin "Zero" had not been active for a long time, so people gradually forgot about him.

However, no one knew that the assassin "Zero" was also a member of the High Table, and a Legendary Assassin who had left a Blood Oath Mark at the High Table.

Seeing the bald woman staring straight at him, Zero served a portion of sashimi and asked: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

The bald woman didn't waste words; she directly took out a mark and pushed it in front of Zero.

The smile on Zero's face instantly faded.

Then he said to the bald woman: "I didn't expect the High Table to come so quickly!"

The bald woman said indifferently: "There is a mission; someone refused the High Table's kindness, blew up a Continental Hotel, and has already stood on the opposite side of the High Table."

Zero was stunned for a moment and said, "Who has such great courage?"

"A man named Chen Jiajun!" the bald woman said to Zero, "Do you know him?"

Zero suddenly gave a bitter smile: "I know him, he is very famous, people all call him... the Hong Kong King! He is not easy to kill! And I don't have any suitable students here!"

After Zero retired, he began to teach students.

The Restaurant Boss was just a fake identity for him. The bald woman said coldly, "Everyone related to this person is on the hit list."

Clearly, the bald woman did not give Zero any room to refuse.

Zero nodded helplessly: "I can try, perhaps this is the most difficult mission I have ever dealt with."

Afterwards, Zero stood still with a few associates beside him and said to the bald woman, "I once served the High Table, and now I will continue to be loyal!"

After speaking, he bowed to the bald woman.

The bald woman nodded, and after returning the bow, she got up and left.

A few days later, a group of Japanese people dressed as ordinary tourists arrived in Hong Kong via tourist visas.

At the same time, there were also various assassins from different countries.

Only they did not notice that at every entry point in Hong Kong, there was already a group of idlers watching them.

Chen Jiajun's money was not spent in vain; he even issued a bounty to every triad society in Hong Kong.

As long as these street thugs found an assassin, Chen Jiajun would give them five hundred thousand for free!

For these street thugs with no source of income, this was a huge temptation.

Not to mention that Chen Jiajun also gave some resources that were not needed to the bosses of these societies, which made the street thugs of the Hong Kong societies even more diligent.

Whenever anyone looked suspicious, they would find a way to test them.

After confirming the other party's identity, they would immediately report to Lao Yu.

At this time, in Chen Jiajun's office, Lao Yu had already organized a list and sent it over: "Boss, this is the list of recent arrivals. Many have already been tested by people sent out; they are assassins!"

Chen Jiajun sneered: "Very good, those that have been tested and confirmed, hand them over to Lao E! He will take care of them!"

Lao Yu nodded and said: "Understood, Boss. However... recently someone reported to the Hong Kong Police, saying that street thugs were harassing tourists. The police found us and asked us for an explanation!"

"Tell them to shut up, just say I am handling business, and it will take no more than a week!" Chen Jiajun said indifferently.

Lao Yu nodded and then left Chen Jiajun's office directly.

After Lao Yu left, Chen Jiajun said to Dumu behind him: "Let's go, let's go out for a spin and see how capable the Elite Assassins of the High Table are!"

Dumu chuckled, put on his sunglasses, and followed behind Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun had the driver go directly to Mong Kok, to the entrance of the bombed-out Continental Hotel.

Looking at the devastated scene and the Continental Hotel sign that had fallen halfway, Chen Jiajun said with an exaggerated expression: "Wow, whose hotel is this! How did it get bombed into this state? Tsk tsk, how pitiful! It must have cost a lot of money!"

The driver who was driving for Chen Jiajun on the side played along with a straight face: "Opening a hotel here in Mong Kok costs at least tens of millions of US dollars, Boss!"

"So expensive!" Chen Jiajun shook his head, scanned the ill-intentioned gazes appearing around him, and chuckled: "The boss of this hotel must be feeling some heartache!"

Meanwhile, in the building next to them, two assassins had already set up sniper rifles aimed at Chen Jiajun's head.

After all, they did not expect that a target wanted by the High Table would dare to appear openly in front of these assassins, which immediately made these assassins sigh that this money was too easy to earn.

But just as these assassins were about to make a move, a figure emerged from the shadows.

Then, a cold flash of a blade passed, and the splashing blood stained the scope red.

A Ghost Demon emerged from the shadows, then pressed the headset on his ear and said calmly: "Eighth floor, cleared!"

A moment later, the voice of another Ghost Demon also came through: "Thirteenth floor, cleared!"

"Assassins on the street, cleared!"

Chen Jiajun waited for a long time but still did not wait for the High Table assassins to open fire on him, so he couldn't help but shake his head and complain to Dumu beside him: "These are the High Table assassins? Too pathetic!"

Dumu said speechlessly: "Boss, who goes fishing by jumping into the water to bait the hook themselves?"

Dumu's sarcasm almost choked Chen Jiajun to death, and he said irritably: "Shut up! Would you die if you didn't speak?"

Dumu shrugged and shut his mouth.

Chen Jiajun deliberately raised his eyebrows at a street-facing seat in a Restaurant, then made a throat-slitting gesture.

After a loud laugh, he got directly into his car.

Inside the Restaurant, the bald woman was about to be angered to death, and the knife and fork in her hand almost smashed the plate.

She did not expect Chen Jiajun to be so arrogant; knowing full well that she must have hired assassins, he still dared to provoke her to her face.

Most importantly, those assassins didn't even make a move!

The bald woman immediately took out her phone and dialed Zero's number.

A moment later, Zero's low voice came through: "Adjudicator, I just went to check, our assassins... are all dead!"

"What?" The bald woman was suddenly shocked: "What happened?"

"I don't know either, these assassins were all killed by a single blade from behind! The other party... is very strong! I estimate they are Chen Jiajun's subordinates!" Zero honestly reported the situation in front of him to the bald woman: "I estimate the other assassins might also be..."

"How is this possible?" The bald woman was stunned.

You must know, she had hired dozens of Elite Assassins to come to Hong Kong this time.

These people were all experts among experts, and now they were all killed silently just like that? Then what was their High Table's revenge worth? It ended before it even started? Thinking of this, a chill couldn't help but well up in the bald woman's heart.

Before, when Chen Jiajun said he bombed the Continental Hotel in New York, she only thought Chen Jiajun was bragging.

But now, the strength Chen Jiajun displayed... it really was possible! "Adjudicator, I suggest you leave Hong Kong immediately." Zero's serious voice came from the other end of the phone: "I suspect Chen Jiajun has already mastered the information of all the assassins!"

Zero's words made the bald woman feel a bit panicked.

The enemy this time was clearly beyond her expectations.

And looking at the ruthlessness of Chen Jiajun, he would definitely not let her go.

So the bald woman immediately said to Zero: "Come pick me up immediately, we are leaving at once!"

Zero said indifferently: "You just get in the car, I am right behind you! Please do not make any big movements!"

The bald woman immediately forced herself to calm down, called over the waiter, and paid the bill.

Then she sat inside her car and had the driver go straight to the airport.

Zero continued, "I will follow behind you until Your Excellency has safely left Hong Kong."

The bald woman did not say anything more and hung up the phone directly.

At this moment, the Information Officer who had been watching the bald woman smiled and said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, that bald woman is about to run! It seems they discovered that the killers under them were all killed by our people!"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "You want to run after acting so tough? Aside from that bald woman, kill all the other killers for me!"

"Yes, Boss!" the Information Officer replied with a smile. (End of chapter)