Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Master Simon!"

"He hit Master Simon?"

A group of noble sons looked at Du Yongxiao in disbelief.

Simon was even more horrified, suspecting that he was not the one who was beaten just now.

The blond beauty in her arms froze for a moment, then she screamed.

Those club attendants were also taken aback by Du Yongxiao's sudden outburst.

One waitress even slammed the tray out of her hand.

Alcohol mixed with blood flowed down from the forehead of Master Simon, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Du, you dare to hit me?" Simon looked at Du Yongxiao in disbelief, the huge impact made him even forget to cover his forehead.

"So what if I hit you?" Du Yongxiao lifted his windbreaker and took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

He lifted his clothes for an instant, revealing the gun on his waist, which made those noble gentlemen calm down instantly.

Simon couldn't calm down.

"damn it!"

It is necessary to call his subordinates to deal with Du Yongxiao.

King Kong, Shahru Khan came after hearing the sound.

The security guard of the club came over to stop him, but King Kong kicked him away.

Shahru Khan showed his ID: "MI6 handles the case, step aside!"

"MI6?"

"God!"

These noble sons are not elm lumps, of course they understand what MI6 is, and those who want to help Simon are immediately dumb.

Some shrewd ones backed away directly, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

Simon also felt that something was wrong.

In my impression, Du Yongxiao is just a small police officer who came to Scotland Yard from Hong Kong to train, how did he become a member of MI6 all of a sudden?

"Master Simon, what are you thinking?" Du Yongxiao wiped his hands and threw the handkerchief on the ground.

"Du Yongxiao, you—"

"What are you? Do you want to ask me why I hit you?" Du Yongxiao took a step forward, and Simon backed away in fright.

"You should be clear! The red beards are too weak, you should find some strong people to help you!"

"I, me, don't come here again!" Simon was afraid that Du Yongxiao would beat him again.

"You know my identity. I am the young master of Bicheng Pharmaceutical! My father is Freeman! Bicheng Freeman!" Simon's voice became louder because of fear.

Freeman!

The head of a pharmaceutical giant!

A British strongman, even the Queen of England is a guest of honour, and has close ties with the bigwigs in the political world.

"If you don't tell me, I'd forget! Your father is Freeman, and you are the young master of Bicheng Pharmaceutical!"

"Why, you know you're afraid?" Simon thought Du Yongxiao had confessed, showing a smug smile.

"Yeah, I'm so scared!" Du Yongxiao looked at Simon with a half-smile.

Simon was overjoyed, and just about to step forward, he suddenly realized that Du Yongxiao's eyes were wrong, so he quickly shrank back, "You want to hit me again?"

Du Yongxiao smiled, "Smart!"

Just as Simon was about to speak, Du Yongxiao ordered: "Come here, help Master Simon loosen his bones!"

"Quack!" King Kong was gearing up and walked towards Master Simon.

"Don't come here!" Master Simon yelled, "I am the young master of Bicheng! My father is Fred!"

"Even if your father is the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom? Our boss said he would loosen your bones, so he will! Catch him!"

In full view,

Two military intelligence agents grabbed Master Simon and pressed him to the ground. King Kong raised his fist and rubbed hard at his handsome face!

bang bang bang!

The nobles who watched were terrified and couldn't bear to watch.

For a moment——

Master Simon has turned into a pig-headed master Du Yongxiao to let King Kong stop.

Du Yongxiao squatted down, reached out to pick up Simon's hair, pulled him up, and let Simon's pig's head face him, "Remember my name, Du Yongxiao! If you dare to burn my company, this will be the end!"

...

"What? Du Yongxiao beat Bicheng eldest son Simon?"

In the MI6 office, Bearded Bruce was drinking coffee, and almost dropped his cup on the ground upon hearing the news.

Stuttering tone: "I heard it right? Did he really do this?"

Of course the female secretary understood why the bearded Bruce was so surprised.

who is simon

What kind of existence does Bicheng exist?

What kind of terrifying energy does the boss Fred possess?

"Yes, sir! It's all true!"

"Oh God!" Bruce put down his coffee, grabbed his hair and stood up, pacing back and forth. "Is he crazy? Doesn't he have a brain?"

"God, I should know what kind of person he is! Yes, a crazy person! Always get me into trouble! No, I can't bear this blame! I'd better call the director and them first!"

Thinking of this, Bruce didn't hesitate any longer, and went directly to the desk to make a call.

When Director George and Deputy Director William heard the news, they were also shocked.

The two said in unison: "Oh my God! He actually offended him?"

At this moment, the two directors even wanted to die.

...

"What happened to my son?"

In the office, the British tycoon Fred roared anxiously.

"He was seriously injured and sent to the hospital!" the personal secretary reported. "The bridge of the nose is broken, the jaw is broken, and..."

The secretary gave a detailed account of Master Simon's situation.

Fred was furious. Simon was his only child. He was usually a precious baby, but now he was beaten like this. How amazing is it?

"Who beat him?"

"I found out, it's a director of MI6."

"MI6?" Fred frowned.

"Yes, he's in charge of the anti-drug and ammunition teams."

"Two commanders?" Fred frowned again.

"and--"

"And what?" Seeing that the secretary hesitated to speak, Fred asked angrily.

"And he's a Chinese!"

"What?" Fred almost jumped up. "Did I hear you wrong?"

"Yes, sir! You heard me right."

"It means that a humble Chinese beat my son?"

"Yes!"

Fred laughed, grimly.

"Then now, you should know what to do!"

The secretary felt cold.

He is familiar with Mr. Fred's character, and he is usually the angriest and most annoyed when he laughs.

"Yes, sir, I know!"

The extreme anger made Fred calm down. He sat back behind the desk, took out a cigar from the cherry wood box, and bit his mouth: "Remember, I am very angry, so my revenge must reach the highest level! I want to Let that damn Chinese life be worse than death!"

"Got it, sir!" The secretary felt even colder.

"MI6? Don't think I can't cure you because you're a mere director! Damn it, I'll make you die!"

Fred puffed hard on the smoke.

At this time——

Boom boom boom!

There is a knock on the door.

"Mr. Fred, there is a request to see you outside."

"Meet me? Who?"

"Du Yongxiao!"

"What?" Fred jumped up, his eyes widened, and the cigar he was biting was almost startled, "How dare he come here?"

The secretary also looked surprised, "He came to seek death?"

Du Yongxiao stepped in and said with a half-smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fred! I'm here uninvited! Are you welcome?"