Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

Du Yongxiao walked up to Chen Xijiu.

As soon as Chen Xijiu thought about losing the bet, he was going to call Du Yongxiao "big brother", and immediately turned his head away, looking away, pretending not to see.

Du Yongxiao didn't let him go, "Inspector Chen, hello!"

"Well, I'm fine." Chen Xijiu didn't want to say more, "By the way, I suddenly remembered that there are other things to do, so leave!"

Chen Xijiu wanted to run away, but Du Yongxiao stopped him: "Why did Inspector Chen leave in such a hurry before he finished speaking?"

Yan Xiong and the others were amazed, they didn't understand what kind of "connection" Du Yongxiao had with Chen Xijiu—how the fearless Inspector Abalone seemed to be a little afraid of Du Yongxiao.

"I have something urgent, I really have to leave!" Chen Xijiu didn't hesitate any longer, and hurriedly led his subordinates to turn around and leave.

At this time——

"Please stay still, Inspector Chen!" Du Yongxiao stopped him from behind.

"I'll fuck you up!" Chen Xijiu cursed inwardly, and had to squeeze out a smile and turn her head slowly, looking at Du Yongxiao kindly: "What else is there, pretty boy?"

Everyone also looked at Du Yongxiao together.

Du Yongxiao smiled slightly.

Seeing Du Yongxiao's "treacherous" smile, Chen Xijiu was immediately startled, it's over, this kid is going to--

Everyone also looked at Du Yongxiao expectantly.

"It's nothing, I'll treat you to tea another day." Du Yongxiao smiled brightly.

Chen Xijiu froze for a moment, "Okay!"

Immediately lead people away, for fear that Du Yongxiao, an annoying ghost, will come after him again.

The others looked at Chen Xijiu, who was leaving, and at Du Yongxiao, who was smiling and harmless to humans and animals, and felt that something was wrong.

"Ahem, now we have to deal with business!" Yan Xiong suddenly coughed twice with his hands behind his back.

Du Yongxiao knew that after the show was over, he had to give up the home court to this smiling tiger.

So, he tactfully stood aside.

...

"Hey, Jin Yagui, isn't it?" Yan Xiong walked up to Jin Yagui with his hands behind his back, smiling.

Jin Yagui was startled, feeling that Yan Xiong was hiding a knife in his smile.

Yan Xiong pointed to Brother Hu who was on the ground, "Is he your subordinate?"

Jin Yagui nodded.

Yan Xiong walked around Brother Hu's body twice, and sighed: "Although he made a mistake first, he snatched the gun and attacked the police. His crime is unforgivable, but the dead are the most important!"

"It's not easy to make a living now. This suspect named He Gui probably has a bad family background. If he is good, he won't be a thief!"

"Inspector Yan, what exactly do you want to talk about?" Jin Yagui was a little impatient.

Yan Xiong said righteously: "My meaning is very simple. He is a thief, but he is also a human being. As a detective, I will give him some silk money."

While talking, Yan Xiong took out his wallet from his pocket, saw that there were only hundred yuan bills in it, then put the wallet back, touched his trouser pocket, and finally took out a handful of coins and handed them to Jin Yagui, saying: "Mr. It’s a little less, but I’ve come to my mind!”

Jin Yagui looked at Yan Xiong, who was benevolent and righteous, snorted and took the coin, and had to cup his fists at Yan Xiong: "I have a heart!"

"Where! As long as you pay the fees here on time in the future, then we will be friends. I, Yan Xiong, treat my friends very well, and you will know when the time comes!" Yan Xiong said with a smile, "Hey, let me tell you something, two people just came outside. A reporter forced me to ask for a big case..."

Yan Xiong glanced at Brother Hu who was rushing to the street, "As an excellent law enforcement officer, I have to give them an explanation, but I can't say that the gunfight is for collecting fees——Jin Ye, what do you have?" good suggestion?"

Jin Yagui sneered, "No suggestion!"

Just as Yan Xiong was about to lose his temper, Du Yongxiao slammed and stood up again: "Inspector Yan, under your careful deployment and wise leadership, I have already investigated the big case of arms smuggling by Brother Hu and others. He grabbed the gun and attacked the police just to escape... The gun on the ground is the evidence!" He pointed to the Black Star pistol that was kicked away by him before.

Yan Xiong saw that there was indeed a gun next to Brother Hu, and couldn't help but look at Du Yongxiao more, "You are a talent!"

Jin Yagui was so angry that he closed his eyes, what the hell is this street boy doing?

"It's just a gun, so it's not a big case of ammunition, is it?" Yan Xiong blinked.

"Then it depends on whether Mr. Jin cooperates or not?" Du Yongxiao said with a smile, "If Mr. Jin is willing to cooperate, then the case will be closed with Brother Hu's death, and then we, the plainclothes team, the military uniform team and the fire brigade will work together to detect the Century Arms Let’s have fun with the big case; if Master Jin doesn’t cooperate, that’s okay, you can go to the police station with us to record a statement and clear the suspicion!”

Yan Xiong glanced at Du Yongxiao meaningfully, such a precise calculation is simply a little fox.

"Jin Ye, what do you think?" Yan Xiong smiled and looked at Jin Yagui.

Jin Yagui's eyes spit fire, wishing to tear Du Yongxiao to pieces, but he couldn't help answering Yan Xiong: "I—"

Yan Xiong's face turned cold: "Think clearly before answering! Remember, I'm giving you a chance. You know better than anyone else what it means to go to the police station to record a statement! Also, don't make everyone else angry just because you are alone. unhappy!"

"Yes, Lord Jin, you are in business, you should know how to calculate!" Bodhisattva Quan and Dakoujiu urged in unison.

Jin Yegui couldn't hold it anymore: "Go, get some more trolls!"

Soon there were more than 30 pistols piled up next to Brother Hu, and Yan Xiong didn't think there were enough, so he forced Jin Yagui to take out the stock and make up a hundred!

One hundred pieces are enough for a large ammunition case.

Bodhisattva Quan and Dakoujiu were also very satisfied, this merit was done very well.

...

"A reporter wanted to interview me just now?"

"The specifics are as follows. Under my careful deployment and wise leadership, I, Yan Xiong, joined forces with Sergeant Chen Weiquan's plainclothes team and the West Kowloon Fire Brigade—"

Yan Xiong set up a stage to sing outside the casino, talking to the media reporters and the audience.

The reporter's spotlight flashed.

Bodhisattva Quan and Dakoujiu stood beside him in uniform, their faces flushed with pride.

at the corner——

Du Yongxiao and Jin Yagui won 30,000 yuan in a bet, lost 20,000 yuan, and left 10,000 yuan.

From the remaining 10,000, he gave 2,000 to Datouwen.

Datouwen refused to accept even death.

"Take it, Brother Wen! Without your help, I wouldn't be able to go so smoothly." Du Yongxiao forced the money into Datouwen.

Du Yongxiao is not a fool, of course he would not easily give away the money he earned with his life.

Giving Yan Xiong 10,000 is to let Yan Xiong support himself.

Giving it to Bodhisattva Quan and Dakoujiu is for making friends.

As a businessman in his previous life, Du Yongxiao was famously shrewd. He knew that if he wanted to make money, he had to spend money first.

What's more, he is also very clear that if he doesn't put the money out, he will not only provoke jealousy, but also bring disasters - spending money to eliminate disasters is right at any time.

As for the fact that he gave Datouwen 2,000 yuan, it was only because Datouwen was someone who sincerely treated him well.

Du Yongxiao confronted Jin Yagui just now, among so many people, only Datouwen didn't want him to die the most.

Datouwen still wanted to refuse, but Yan Xiong over there finished the interview and waved to Du Yongxiao: "Ah Xiao, this way!"

Du Yongxiao patted the big head text on the shoulder: "I'll go there first!"

Just as Du Yongxiao walked a few steps, the big head text called out from behind: "A Xiao——"

"What's the matter?" Du Yongxiao turned around.

"In the future——" Datouwen scratched his head: "You are my boss!"

Du Yongxiao smiled, "What's the matter? You don't cover me anymore?"

"You're so sharp, you're the first to cover me!" Datouwen grinned.

...

"Master Yan, what's the matter?"

"Let me ask you—" Yan Xiong glanced at the two reporters, "Did you call?"

"Yan Ye is wise!" Du Yongxiao knew he couldn't hide it, so he was straightforward.

"I knew it!" Yan Xiong was not only not angry, but also very happy, and put his arms around Du Yongxiao's neck: "Anyway, you worked hard today! It's late now, I'll ask Ah Qiang to drive you back."

"How can this work?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. You've done meritorious service. I'm a person who can be rewarded and punished!" Yan Xiong kindly said, "Besides, you still have to write the report on the shooting. But I sympathize with you. You can rest at home for a few more days. First, you can conceive ideas. Leave it to me when it’s time—you know, those ghosts are so annoying, we’ll have to write for half a day with one bullet!”

Du Yongxiao knew in his heart that Yan Xiong, an old fox, was still looking at the direction of the wind.

If things go well, he will really help.

As for letting yourself rest for a few days, to put it bluntly, it is to give you a big vacation.

"I understand, thank you, Lord Yan, for your concern!"

"You are a newcomer, so you should be taken care of!" Yan Xiong patted Du Yongxiao on the back, "Hey, I remember that it says on the information that you live on the top of the mountain—"

Du Yongxiao hurriedly said, "Oh no, it's Shek Kip Mei."

"Huh?" Yan Xiong was taken aback.

Peak Road in the wealthy district and Shek Kip Mei in the slums are almost one after another.

"The family is in decline, just went bankrupt." Du Yongxiao sighed, with a sad expression.

"Break your old mother, what a coincidence?" Yan Xiong cursed in his heart, but on the surface he was very sympathetic, "My condolences! Ah Qiang, send him to Shek Kip Mei!"

Fighting Cock strongly agreed.

The other detectives looked envious, how many people could be picked up by Yan Ye's special car?

Just as Du Yongxiao was about to get in the car, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head and said to Yan Xiong: "By the way, Lord Yan, I forgot to explain something to you—"

"What is it?"

"About the bullets... I asked Hua Buddha to collect them before, and I used up one!"

Yan Xiong staggered and almost fell.

"Your mother's——" The treacherous Yan Xiong was also stunned by Du Yongxiao at this moment.

Only now did he understand why Du Yongxiao dared to bet his life with Jin Yagui.

"Master Yan, what's the problem?" Du Yongxiao pretended not to understand.

"No!" Yan Xiong laughed, and then told Dou Jiqiang: "Slow down, don't hit the street!"