Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

Du Yongxiao left Hengchuang Real Estate Company, and Zhuang Dingxian was waiting by the car outside.

Du Yongxiao did not take a car, but strolled on the streets of Yau Ma Tei.

Zhuang Dingxian drove and followed closely behind.

Under the night, there are stars.

Nightlife in Greater Hong Kong has just begun.

Unknowingly, Du Yongxiao came near Temple Street.

Far away, you can hear the hustle and bustle coming from Temple Street.

When I walked over, I saw street vendors selling Dali Pills, stationed singers singing pop songs, and vendors selling razors, radios and other small appliances.

In addition, there are some wandering orioles wearing cheongsam, with their thighs exposed, spraying toilet water, and beautifully dressed, soliciting customers on the street. When they see a man, they take the initiative to strike up a conversation.

The men looking for pleasure chose one by one, negotiated the price, and then entered the small building arm in arm.

Du Yongxiao felt a little hungry during this rare leisure time, so he found a stall to sit down and ordered a piece of fried beef river.

Zhuang Dingxian was driving a Bentley. The streets were narrow and there were many people setting up stalls and doing business. He couldn't drive in, so he had no choice but to park the car outside. He was afraid that someone would scratch the car, so he found a gangster and gave it to him. Then he showed the gun on his waist and told the other party to keep an eye on the car, otherwise they would kill their boss.

The bastard took the money and was frightened by Zhuang Dingxian. He quickly moved a chair and stood guard in front of the car, not allowing anyone to get close.

Seeing this scene, Du Yongxiao felt familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, it turned out that when I was a plainclothes guy, I came to Temple Street with Lard Boy to find Lei Luo. It was the same situation. Lard Boy couldn't drive his car, so he used hard and soft tactics to find Young and Dangerous to look at the car.

Zhuang Dingxian was a smart man. He knew that Du Yongxiao wanted to be alone, so he parked his car and leaned against a singing venue, watching the singing while protecting Du Yongxiao.

When the dry-fried beef river was served, Du Yongxiao had a strong taste. Not only did he order coriander, he also ordered garlic cloves. But before he picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites, he heard someone shouting -——

"Don't run!"

"Kill him!"

There were many people in Temple Street, and the man was squirming around.

Du Yongxiao peeled garlic in his hand and said with a smile: "It's so lively!"

The stall owner was used to it, "This is Temple Street, and things like killing people happen every day. On the contrary, it would be weird if it's quiet one day!"

"The police don't care?"

"Why do those policemen care about this? They can't get any money!" The boss was very angry. "On the contrary, I can see them in my stall every day. Not only do they eat and drink for free, but they also take it for free! Pu you, Amu, Even take my salt!"

Du Yongxiao nodded, "Times will always change."

"Maybe, I hope I can wait until that day." The boss shook his head, "But something has really changed recently."

"What has changed?"

"Don't you know? The newly appointed chief superintendent is cracking down on drugs in Hong Kong!" The boss seemed to have found a topic of interest. "It turns out that there are many fans and Taoist friends in Temple Street. Now they can't even watch it. arrive!"

"You seem to support the anti-drug campaign?"

"It's not me who supports it! It's our whole family, no, all Hong Kong people support it!" The boss became excited. "It turns out that I have a son who hurt someone by smoking that kind of thing. He is still in jail! And several of my children. Neighbors, their sons were also ruined by this drug!"

The stall owner became angrier and louder as he spoke.

The diners nearby also joined in with bowls.

"Yes, I really support the anti-drug campaign!"

"Drugs are so harmful, no one wants their children to be exposed to drugs!"

"Once you get infected with that thing, your whole person will be ruined! The men will kill people and set fires, while the women will sell them. There is no sense of propriety, justice or shame at all!"

More and more people gathered at the scene, all talking about the current anti-drug operation.

Zhuang Dingxian was sitting at the stall listening to the singing. When he saw Du Yongxiao being weird, he quickly threw away his cigarette and came over, mingling with the crowd and listening to what everyone was saying.

I didn't feel relieved until I found out that everyone was talking about Du Yongxiao's anti-drug campaign.

"Now that Superintendent To is launching a territory-wide drug crackdown, we all support him!"

"You're right! He's much better than that ghost superintendent, Ge Bai or Ge Hei!"

"Yes, that ghost superintendent only knows how to get money and never cares about the life and death of our people!"

"So we support Superintendent Du!"

"Support Superintendent Du!"

"support him!"

Everyone raised their fists and shouted wildly.

Zhuang Dingxian did not expect that so many people would support the boss Du Yongxiao, and he was even more excited.

To be honest, Du Yongxiao's anti-drug campaign was so big this time that it even affected the gray income of many people in the police force.

The pink shop business is the most profitable business for many associations. Without so much income, the fees they pay to the police will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, many people regard Du Yongxiao as a thorn in their side.

As the previous superintendent, Ge Bai was greedy for money first. Another reason why he did not dare to crack down on drugs was that he did not dare to cut off the gray income of the police force.

The new officer Du Yongxiao took office and made drastic changes, which directly caused chaos in the world and cut off the wealth of many people in the police force.

"You support a ghost!"

Suddenly a discordant voice said.

"Then Du Yongxiao has made people so angry that he will die sooner or later!"

"What are you talking about? How dare you curse Superintendent Du?"

Everyone looked at the man.

But I saw that the man was sturdy, wearing a Tang shirt, with a cigarette in his mouth and one foot on the chair. He didn't look like a good person at first glance.

"Don't mess with him, he's a trident!"

"It turns out he is the pink guy!"

Someone at the scene recognized the big man in front of him and reminded him in a low voice.

Trident sells powder in Temple Street to local young people. He is hated by everyone, but they are afraid that he is cruel and no one dares to provoke him.

At this moment, Trident spat, threw away the cigarette he was chewing and walked over, "Look, he's on the street! That guy named Du can't be free for two days! Destroying a person's wealth is like killing his parents. Even if I, Trident, don't look for him, others will I’ll kill him too!”

Du Yongxiao took a bite of fried beef river with his chopsticks, chewed it slowly, and looked at the trident and said, "Do you know Du Yongxiao?"

Seeing someone dare to talk to him, Trident couldn't help but look at Du Yongxiao, "I don't know him."

"Since you don't know him, how can you judge whether he is alive or dead? What's more--" Du Yongxiao put down his chopsticks, finished the beef in his mouth, took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "The drug campaign in Hong Kong is the general trend, what did he do wrong? ?”

Trident glared fiercely: "I know whether he has done anything wrong! As for you, who are you, dare to speak for him here?"

"You ask me?" Du Yongxiao stood up slowly, "I'm just an ordinary person who can't stand you evil people!"

"Ordinary people? Since you are ordinary people, then shut up, or else-"

"What else?" Du Yongxiao lifted up his clothes and revealed his gun, "Let's talk about it?"