Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 47 0047 [Nobody]

"Ah Xiao, the military camp is not far ahead. The superior gave Fu Ye seven days to deal with this matter, and Fu Ye gave me another three days to deal with this matter. As for me, I have always been a fair person. I will give you one day. Do you like it?" ?” Yan Xiong drove Du Yongxiao to the Tseung Kwan O Military Camp in his own Ford car.

Behind him, Dou Jiqiang and others drove two cars and followed closely behind. According to Yan Xiong's opinion, there are many people and strength. In fact, everyone knows that he is afraid of death.

"Yan Ye, you are so kind and fair, one day is enough, I thought you only gave me half a day!"

"How come, I'm not that kind of person! I'm optimistic about you, you must get this done!"

"Don't worry, I will!" At this moment, Yan Xiong and Du Yongxiao are like a good teacher and student with sincere affection.

……

In the car behind.

"Brother Qiang, do you think we should stay away from the barracks later? If those ghosts don't have eyes... ahem, we will be out of luck." Lai Pihua glanced at the fighting cock and said forcefully.

"If you are so timid, how can you be a bad guy? Follow Master Yan, we will stop wherever Yan Xiong stops. Remember, our duty is to protect Master Yan!"

"Where's Xiao Xiao, the handsome boy, do you care about him?"

"Fuck him!" Dou Jiqiang said disdainfully, "Idiots know that he and Master Yan are acting! Master Yan is kind-hearted and willing to accompany him to act, and even the lines follow his wishes! He is a pretty boy who wants to show off, so he will do it." Let's see if he is lucky or bad luck!"

"That's right, he has a life to make money but not a life to spend, he wants to be famous and crazy!" Huo Qilin sneered at the side.

"Wait to die, rush to the street!"

……

Tseung Kwan O on the east side of the Kowloon Peninsula has a long and deep bay surrounded by mountains in the north, west and south. It is a good harbor and one of the most important military fortresses in Hong Kong.

Therefore, there was a fortress built on the side of Aopan, which was called Jipo Mountain in ancient times and then called Devil Mountain, before it was leased by the British.Although the fort has been abandoned for a long time now, the villagers still call that mountain "Paotai Mountain".

The Sixth British Infantry Regiment was stationed in the hinterland of Tseung Kwan O. When Yan Xiong drove Du Yongxiao to the vicinity of the barracks, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

From a long distance, you can hear the sound of running and practicing from the barracks, and there are occasional gunshots.

No matter how close the distance was, there was the sound of rumbling tanks.

Crunch!

Yan Xiong stepped on the foot brake and parked the car near the gate of the barracks, about 100 meters ahead.

The car behind Dou Jiqiang and the others also stopped.

Yan Xiong looked at the guards, and said to Du Yongxiao: "Ah Xiao, I will send you here. I'm afraid the guards will misunderstand you if you go there again!"

Du Yongxiao took a deep breath, then opened the car door and got out from inside.

He was wearing a white suit and a white top hat, looking like a British gentleman.

Yan Xiong poked his head out: "Hey, just go in, I'll wait for you here, let me know if you have any good news!"

"Got it, Lord Yan!" Du Yongxiao squeezed out a smile, and took out a cigarette from his arms, "I'll eat a cigarette first!"

Yan Xiong thought that Du Yongxiao was afraid, afraid that Du Yongxiao would regret and change his mind, so he hurriedly got out of the car, took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for Du Yongxiao himself, and said in a kind tone: "Ah Xiao, I know you are nervous, but everything has its own priority. Once, you just bear it and it will pass!"

After Yan Xiong finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. He raised his head and said, "Hey, go in after smoking. It's already three o'clock. It's best to settle this matter today. Then I will help you celebrate in Treasure Square." feast!"

"Have a heart!"

"Should be!"

Du Yongxiao knew that Yan Xiong, an old fox, wished he could go in now, and it had nothing to do with him being shot or anything.

"It's mainly Yan Ye, I can't bear you!" Du Yongxiao held Yan Xiong's hand.

Yan Xiong broke away: "We have many opportunities, and the most important thing is to uphold justice!"

Du Yongxiao let out a "huh", took a few puffs of cigarettes, and then turned to look at the British barracks. The four guards at the entrance of the barracks had already pointed their guns at them, ready to fight.

Yan Xiong patted Du Yongxiao on the shoulder, "Go boldly, I will support you behind your back!"

Du Yongxiao nodded, as if he had made up his mind, spit out the cigarette he had just smoked, took another deep breath, and then walked towards the gate of the barracks, about 30 meters away. He raised his hands high to show that he was not hostile.

Behind, Yan Xiong took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead with complicated eyes.

Dou Jiqiang and others came up together: "This kid, is it really over?"

"Sharp!"

"Courageous enough!"

……

In the jungle 30 meters away from Yan Xiong, a black Mercedes with a 999 license plate parked there quietly.

Inside the car, Lei Luo wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked outside at Du Yongxiao who was walking towards the barracks with his hands raised, his eyes showed a trace of contempt: "This street boy is dead!"

He was not optimistic about Du Yongxiao. He knew very well about these arrogant and unreasonable British soldiers. Last time, a Chinese inspector accidentally offended a British sailor, and was almost captured and sent to a warship to shoot targets.

For these British soldiers, they think they are the patron saint of Hong Kong, they are arrogant and domineering, and they like to talk with guns in their hands. Reasoning with them is simply farting.

Who is Du Yongxiao?A newcomer in plain clothes dared to break into the barracks alone. Even if he was not shot this time, he would still be disabled.

"Brother Luo said he's going to die, so he's going to die!" A fat, big-eared man next to him leaned over laughingly, took Lei Luo's handkerchief, handed him a cigarette, and helped Lei Luo light it.

As Lei Luo's confidant, Lard Boy likes to figure out Lei Luo's thoughts the most. Others say that he knows how to collect accounts and calculate the accounts clearly. Only he knows that what he is best at is not collecting accounts, but trying to figure out people's hearts. If you figure out the account of the human heart thoroughly, you will be able to live comfortably in this life.

Lei Luo looked at Du Yongxiao, took a few puffs of cigarettes, "However, it's sharp enough for a mere plainclothes to dare to break into the barracks alone!"

"Yeah, it's sharp enough!" Lard Boy cheerfully stretched out his hand to help Lei Luo catch the ashes.

Lei Luo flicked the cigarette in Lard Boy's palm, and the scale-like ash fell on his palm. Lard Boy held his cigarette and said with a smile: "But this kid doesn't look like a short-lived man—"

"You know how to read?" Lei Luo turned his head and gave Lard Boy a contemptuous look.

Zhu Youzai hurriedly said: "I have been free for the past few days, and read a few pages of "Mai Shenxiang"!"

Lei Luo smiled arrogantly, "Then I'll bet 100 yuan! Not only will you die, but your whole family will be affected!" After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the lonely Du Yongxiao who was walking towards the barracks again.

Although Du Yongxiao is brave enough,
In Lei Luo's eyes, it's worth a hundred at most.

this era--
There are too many heroes, too many heroes, too many like crucian carp crossing the river!

A nobody like Du Yongxiao,
How much is it worth?
(End of this chapter)