Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Damn Du Yongxiao! Yes, I will kill him! You dare to hit my head, you shit-eating guy!"

MI6,

In the Office of the Head of the Arms Division——

Kobe, the ghost manager who was kicked out by Du Yongxiao, asked the female secretary to help him wipe the wound on his forehead, while babbling and cursing.

"Damn it! Won't you be lighter?"

The female secretary accidentally hurt him, and Kobe glared at the female secretary, "You are clumsy, what other specialties do you have besides big breasts?"

The female secretary didn't dare to talk back.

Kobe continued to scold: "Didn't I not let you dress so conservatively? You have to unbutton the top shirt at least four times! Yes, God, I chose you to be my secretary because of you! What a big wave." !"

When the female secretary heard this, she tightened her skirt and bit her lip, feeling humiliated.

"Why, look at your face? Are you not convinced, are you wronged?" Kobe reached out and pinched the female secretary's face, "You are pretty, why are you so stupid?"

"Don't! It hurts!" The female secretary couldn't bear Kobe's torture and yelled.

"what happened?"

The munitions teammate broke in from the outside and saw Kobe bullying the female secretary at a glance.

"Damn it, get out! Don't even knock on the door? It's not big or small!" Kobe yelled at the group of people.

These agents look at me and I look at you, but no one goes out.

The female secretary is usually very kind to people. She often buys coffee for everyone. When an agent's button falls off, she helps to mend it.

Seeing Kobe bullying her at this moment, everyone was very upset.

"I told you to go out, did you hear that? Damn it, didn't you even listen to my words!" Kobe was furious, and he stood up abruptly, his fists banging on the table.

Everyone looked at him without saying a word.

Kobe is used to being domineering in the arms team, and no one dares to provoke him.

"It seems that I need to teach you a good lesson!" Kobe rolled up his sleeves, wanting to find someone to slap him a few times, and kill the chicken for the monkey to see.

At this time——

"Wow, you're so angry! Director Kobe, it looks like you need to drink a few more mouthfuls of pork lung soup to get rid of the fire!"

While speaking, I saw Du Yongxiao walking in wearing a windbreaker swaggeringly.

King Kong and Shahru Khan followed behind him majesticly.

"Damn it, why is it you?" Kobe was angry at first, and then delighted, "It's just in time! You're throwing yourself into a trap, this is my territory! Quack!"

Kobe laughed wildly in excitement.

"Uh, your site?" Du Yongxiao smiled, looking around, "This is the arms team, right?"

"Of course!" Kobe stroked his sleeves and ordered: "Come on, beat him into a pig's head! Remember, the worst kind! Quack!"

Before Kobe finished his arrogance, Du Yongxiao suddenly took out a letter of appointment, "Then I came to the right place! I'm sorry, but you have been fired. From now on, the arms team will be under my jurisdiction!"

"What?" Kobe's eyes widened, and he ran forward to look at the appointment letter, his eyeballs almost fell out, "How is that possible?"

The others were also taken aback, no one thought that the young man who came in suddenly was the new supervisor of the munitions team.

"Nothing is impossible!" Du Yongxiao casually walked towards Kobe's supervisor's throne, turned around and sat down, put his legs on the desk, took out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth, and said with a bite: "Now, someone help me Beat it into a pig's head?"

"Well?"

Including the female secretary, everyone looked at Kobe.

Kobe hurriedly waved his chubby hands: "No, don't! You can't hit people casually! Yes, I am your boss!"

"Quack! Boss, let us take good care of you!"

"It will make you very comfortable! Quack!"

Everyone geared up and walked towards Kobe.

Kobe backed away step by step.

Du Yongxiao suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I forgot to say something——"

Everyone turned to look at him.

Du Yongxiao took out the lighter, snapped it, lit the cigarette he was holding, and said slowly, "Beating into a pig's head——the worst kind!"

...

"Hello, Director Du, this is the unique arsenal of our arms team!"

"Yes, here are the Razer sniper rifles equipped by Shangfeng, AK47 rifles, M1911 hand cannons, and the American Ingram M10 submachine guns we seized from the arms dealer, the Israeli Uzi Submachine guns wait!"

Du Yongxiao listened to Musk, the leader of the munitions team, explain the various machinery in the arsenal, which was an eye-opener.

In order to get fire support, many departments constantly beg their superiors for financial support, and as long as they have money, they can buy corresponding arms.

But the arms group is different, they are a huge "arms organization" in themselves.

This arsenal alone is bigger than a large football field.

And the location is very hidden, it turned out to be an underground garage in the East End of London.

Du Yongxiao picked up an M1911 hand cannon and gestured twice. It felt the same as Quinn's. It was very heavy and heavy, with amazing recoil.

Du Yongxiao doesn't like changing guns very much, he is used to using revolvers.

Looking at the innermost part of the warehouse, there are rows of Soviet-style Katyusha rockets, which made the Germans suffer a lot during World War II.

"Do you even have this?" Du Yongxiao pointed at the rocket launcher and asked in amazement.

"It was captured!"

"You don't even have atomic bombs, do you?"

"That's really not there yet!" Musk felt the temper of the new boss and liked to joke, "But we will work hard to capture it! There should be many in the Soviet Union and the United States!"

Du Yongxiao turned around and patted him on the shoulder: "Then work hard!" Turning his head to leave, he suddenly remembered something, pointed to the arms with spider webs hanging on them, "Have these things been stored for a long time?"

"Almost ten years!" Musk said, "Some even existed before I joined the organization!"

"Oh!" Du Yongxiao glanced at the arsenal, there really were a lot of old things. "It's a pity to leave so many things like this!"

Anyone who is familiar with Du Yongxiao's temperament knows that Du Yongxiao has already begun to calculate how much these old arms can be sold for.

"By the way, I know a few people, one of them is Ye Hetang, a big boss in Chinatown—" Du Yongxiao squeezed his chin, "He is a good person, and he is willing to spend a lot of money to buy some garbage! For example, these!"

Musk: "Huh? Is there such a person?"

"Yes! There are a lot more!" Du Yongxiao thought of the gangsters in Chinatown, "They actually bought these things just to pretend to scare people, so they don't mind performance or anything!"

After finishing speaking, Du Yongxiao turned his head to look at Musk, "You count the garbage here, and I will show them some other day!"

"Received!" Musk was ecstatic, and he didn't expect that these arms garbage could be sold.

Du Yongxiao was also very happy, and he was able to make a big fortune from those bigwigs again.

"Remember!" Du Yongxiao reminded Musk before leaving, "The price cannot be the same as the market, after all, they are all our friends!"

"Understood, sir!" Musk said excitedly: "I will give them a discount, yes, I will!"

"Uh, what did you say? Discount?"

"Isn't it right?"

"I mean - double!"