Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Sir, the specific situation is like this! The four major clubs took advantage of the stormy weather to seize the territory, and Du Yongxiao led his troops to stop it. Unfortunately, four gangsters died in the brawl, and now they have all been buried. Throw it into the sea!"

In the Chief Superintendent's Office, Fatty Liu Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and carefully reported to Ge Baihui, the ghost boss who was sitting behind the desk.

"Because the place where the incident happened was in Argyle Street, three days ago, the storm was severe, so there was no trace left at the scene!" Liu Fu said, "Even if some small people occasionally want to report and sue, there is no way to prove it. Yes, I hope you can understand this, sir."

"Understood, of course I understand!" Ge Bai said angrily, "He Du Yongxiao is amazing, he took my golden tulip and started killing, five bullets, went to Biandu?"

"Ahem! It may have fallen!"

"Get rid of your old mother! Damn you fat pig!" Ge Bai stood up angrily.

Liu Fu stiffened his neck: "Sir, you can scold me, but don't attack me personally, especially don't call me fat!"

"Why, am I wrong?"

Seeing Ge Bai get angry, Liu Fu immediately counseled: "No! I mean, your description is very vivid and appropriate! I'm as fat as a pig, but I'm alive, not dead. Just call me a pig. !"

Ge Bai was almost amused by Liu Fu, and walked up to Liu Fu with his hands behind his back: "Do you know why I let you sit in this Zonghua inspector's seat for so long?"

"Because I'm obedient and obedient?!"

"No, because you know you are a pig, but you can bend and stretch!"

"Sir, may I think you are complimenting me?"

Ge Bai smiled, and stretched out his hand to pat Liu Fu: "Others like to keep some hounds under their hands, but I just like you pig, you are very cute, you can make me laugh when I am angry, and help me when I am in trouble." I'm taking the blame..."

"Sir, it's my honor to help you take the blame, and it's my duty to make you laugh!"

Ge Bai nodded, "So I hope your successor can also inherit your advantages..."

Liu Fu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked straight at Ge Bai.

Ge Bai paced back and forth and sat back in his seat.

"Du Yongxiao is too smart, but also too ruthless."

Liu Fu's eyelids twitched, "Ahem, sir, please don't worry, I'm still two years away from retiring, and I will definitely help you find a suitable candidate by then."

"I hope so!" Ge Bai put his fingers together, "The regular meeting at the end of the month is about to start, and we will see who can pay the fees this time!"

"Yes, sir!"

...

Kowloon, St. Mary's Hospital.

Inside the VIP ward.

Bai Mudan was leaning on the hospital bed, her shoulders were bandaged, and she was reading Jin Yong's "The Deer and Ding Tale" with gusto.

Sudden---

Boom boom boom!

knocking.

"I'm Du Yongxiao, may I come in?"

"Ah, wait a minute!" Bai Mudan immediately pressed "The Deer and Ding Tale" under the pillow, and then took out a copy of "Notre Dame de Paris" by the great French writer Victor Hugo, opened it and held it in her hand, coughing twice: "Please come in."

crunch!

The door opened, and Du Yongxiao came in with a fruit basket.

Bai Mudan pretended to be reading, but Meimou couldn't help sneaking a glance at Du Yongxiao.

"Why didn't you rest?" Du Yongxiao took off his top hat and put the fruit basket on the bedside table.

"Not very sleepy." Bai Mudan said, but slapped her mouth and yawned, "So read a book for a while."

"what book?"

"Hey, this is the book." Bai Mudan showed Du Yongxiao the "Notre Dame de Paris" published by Yuanliu.

Du Yongxiao smiled: "This kind of book is not suitable for you."

"Why?"

"Because it's boring."

"I'm bored, so I read it." Bai Mudan said, "This is a world famous book."

"What are you talking about?"

"It's about... ahem, I haven't finished it yet, I'll tell you when I finish it."

"Well, I'll ask again when the time comes." Du Yongxiao said and sat beside Bai Mudan.

Bai Mudan moved her body subconsciously, "Oh!" Her shoulder hurt.

"Do you hate me?" Du Yongxiao asked.

"Hate what?"

"I'll shoot you."

"You didn't mean it either."

"Wrong, I did it on purpose."

Bai Mudan was taken aback, "Could it be that you really want to kill me?"

Du Yongxiao shook his head: "I want to save you, but the method is very dangerous."

Bai Mudan breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes became bright again, "I knew it, you shot to save me."

"Of course," Du Yongxiao continued, "If I miss the shot, I might kill you."

"It's okay, as long as you don't really want to kill me!" Bai Mudan pretended to be happy.

Du Yongxiao stopped talking, and took out a banana from the fruit basket, "Do you eat bananas?"

Bai Mudan nodded.

Du Yongxiao peeled bananas and said, "This is the first time I've helped a woman peel bananas, so it's an apology."

"You don't have to... apologize!" Bai Mudan tried her best to smile, trying not to cry, but the tears couldn't stop streaming down, "I'm a cheap person, a cheap person, and a cheap life!"

Du Yongxiao didn't even look at her, and handed the peeled banana over: "Take care of your wound!" After speaking, he stood up.

"Hey, don't you want to stay a little longer?" Bai Mudan asked hastily.

Du Yongxiao paused for a moment, "No!" After speaking, he picked up his top hat, turned and left.

Looking at Du Yongxiao's back, Bai Mudan bit the banana lightly, tears streaming down her face, "You really have a heart of stone!"

...

"Brother Xiao, guess how much money we have under our control?" When Du Yongxiao walked out of the hospital, he was greeted by a big head with a surprised look on his face.

"How much?" Du Yongxiao remained calm.

Datouwen helped him open the car door, Du Yongxiao got into the car, and Datouwen followed.

The person in charge of driving turned out to be Zhuang Dingxian.

"Brother Xiao!" Zhuang Dingxian turned his head to greet Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao nodded.

This is a talent. During the three days of house arrest for Yan Xiong, Zhuang Dingxian's work was impeccable, and Yan Xiong almost hated him to death.

Of course, now Yan Xiong hates Du Yongxiao even more, but he has no time to retaliate because he is busy dealing with the fee issue --- double the fee, everyone has a headache.

"Guess what!" Datouwen wanted to tease Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao frowned.

There was no reason for the big headline, and I felt a chill in my heart. Thinking of the scene of Du Yongxiao shooting Yan Jiu and others, he immediately became serious.

"The three places in Yau Tsim Mong, the total monthly fee is as high as 30 million!" Datouwen said in a voice that was both terrifying and excited.

Du Yongxiao's expression was calm.

Datouwen suspected that he didn't speak clearly, or that Du Yongxiao didn't hear clearly?

"How much can we collect in a month?" Du Yongxiao finally asked.

Datouwen became happy again, "Ten percent! At least three million!"

Du Yongxiao nodded, "In other words, it will take fourteen years to find the full 500 million!"

"Huh?" Datouwen was taken aback.

Du Yongxiao shook his head: "Yau Tsim Mong, it's still too young!"

Recommend the old book, "Rebirth: The Rise of Xiangjiang"!