Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Is this the pirate cave?"

"It's not that bad either!"

Under the leadership of Du Yongxiao, everyone entered the pirate's cave, seeing a mess in front of them.

Originally a spacious and bright cave, rubble was piled up in disorder, tables, chairs and benches were overturned, torches fell to the ground, and those unlucky pirates who were smashed to death made the whole cave even more eerie.

"Wooooow!"

Several women cried bitterly on the man's body, and the sound echoed in the cave, which was particularly bleak.

Looking at these weak women, Han Zhongwu and the others couldn't help being overwhelmed with kindness again, tsk tsk: "Look, how pitiful!"

"Yeah, when the man dies, the sky at home will collapse!"

"Pirates are people too, and people have feelings!"

"I hope they will be happy with their grief."

Looking at these pretty women, Han Zhongwu and the others muttered.

Du Yongxiao is wearing a cloak, with his hands behind his back, anyone can see that he is the boss of these people.

Suddenly, a crying woman rushed towards Du Yongxiao, "It was you! You killed my husband! I want your life!"

With quick eyes and quick hands, Huang Ying pushed Du Yongxiao away, and the woman ran away. When she wanted to go forward, she was controlled by Hu Xuyong.

"Looking for death, you stinky bitch! Dare to attack the police?"

"He killed my husband, I want to avenge my husband!" The woman stared at Du Yongxiao hysterically with bloodshot eyes.

Han Zhongwu and others began to mutter again: "It's so pitiful!"

"Yeah, my husband is dead, what's the point of living?"

"This woman can be considered a chaste and martyr!"

"God has the virtue of good life!"

These people muttered, looking like benevolent bosses.

"Let her go!"

Du Yongxiao ordered.

"Sir, this—"

"Let her go!"

Du Yongxiao ordered again.

Hu Xuyong had to let go of the woman.

Huang Ying approached Du Yongxiao and looked at the woman vigilantly. If the woman dared to mess around, she would not show mercy.

"You said I killed your husband, who is he?" Du Yongxiao said lightly.

The woman broke away, seeing Du Yongxiao's people around her, she stopped moving, and cried, "No, it's him!" Pointing to the corpse next to the street.

Du Yongxiao glanced at him, but he was a man with a face full of flesh. He was holding a gun in his arms when he was dying, and he was not a kind person at first glance.

"Search him."

"yes!"

Hu Xuyong didn't understand what Du Yongxiao was going to do, so he followed his orders.

Soon, Hu Xuyong found a lot of messy things from the man.

Cigarettes, lighters, handkerchiefs, knives, a lot of photos and so on.

Du Yongxiao bent down and picked up a photo, which showed a naked woman with a pitiful appearance, as if she was forced to take a photo in the face of ravages.

Du Yongxiao handed the photo to the woman: "Do you know her?"

The woman's complexion changed.

don't say anything.

Du Yongxiao stretched out his hand, and Hu Xuyong also handed him other photos.

Du Yongxiao took out another photo, which was a photo of another woman, who was younger and looked even more frightened when facing the camera.

"Then do you know her?"

Du Yongxiao handed over the photo.

The woman's mouth tightened.

Du Yongxiao slapped, and threw the photo in his hand to the woman's face, "You don't know so many people? You are really a chaste woman, and you don't know that your husband has such a hobby?!"

"what happened?"

"I don't know!"

"What's in the picture?"

Han Zhongwu and the others couldn't help but pick up the photo and take a look, and immediately understood.

Everyone's face changed and they stopped talking.

I've seen perverted ones, but I've never seen such perverted ones!

"Why, every time he kills a woman, he has to take pictures to commemorate it? He still keeps it in his bosom as a treasure, and takes it out to admire from time to time?" Du Yongxiao's words were as sharp as a knife.

The woman has no face to face, no longer the crazy appearance just now.

"Someone like him—"

Du Yongxiao lifted his clothes, drew his gun, aimed at the man's body and shot three times!

"It's not too much to die three more times!"

Everyone fell silent.

The woman bowed her head even more.

Du Yongxiao glanced at Han Zhongwu and the others: "Who else has something to say?"

"Ahem!"

Everyone bowed their heads together.

At this time——

A voice said: "Then what about my son, he has never done anything wrong!"

An old woman hugged a man and ran to Du Yongxiao crying bitterly.

Han Zhongwu and the others were so oppressed by Du Yongxiao's aura that they breathed a sigh of relief, "What's going on?"

The others also looked at the old woman.

The old woman slapped the man's body and accused Du Yongxiao: "You butcher, you murderer, you didn't kill my husband enough, you killed my son! He is only twenty years old, my God, how will I live in the future? ? Woohoo!"

Han Zhongwu and others made the same old mistakes again——

"too pitiful!"

"Yes, the husband is dead, and the son is also dead!"

"This is tantamount to the family's last!"

"It's not good to kill people without nodding their heads, and make people die!"

Hu Xuyong could hear clearly from the side, and couldn't help but want to punch these bastards, but a voice of eight taels of gold came from the front: "Mr. Du, we found the dungeon and rescued the hostages inside! God pity, these bastards What kind of torture do the pirates of the sword make people into—" followed by a series of classic national curses.

Those who are familiar with Baliangjin know that he has a hot temper and a violent personality. He never hides when he encounters injustice. To be scolded by him like this shows that the things those pirates have done have exceeded his imagination.

Soon those hostages were brought in front of Du Yongxiao.

When everyone saw it, they all gasped.

Is this still a human being?

Regardless of men and women, regardless of age, all were disheveled and skinny, and many of them were scarred, especially those women... Their eyes were full of fear. When they saw Du Yongxiao and the others, they huddled together, and some of them went crazy.

Du Yongxiao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them slowly, looked at the weeping old woman, and said, "You say your son is right, so what about them?"

Du Yongxiao pointed to these hostages, and asked the old woman, "What's wrong with these people?"

In a word, the old woman was speechless.

Han Zhongwu and others shut up again and turned their heads.

"Mr. Du, the body of the pirate leader was found!"

Someone came forward to report.

"Look first!"

...

On the dragon chair, a bearded man was sitting on it. He had already died, apparently he was stabbed to death with a sword.

In the face of bombardment, pirates may kill each other, but I didn't expect that the dignified "Pirate Emperor" Jiang Shangfei would have such an ending.

"Is he Jiang Shangfei?"

Du Yongxiao pointed to the bearded man on the dragon chair.

Beng Ya just came out from behind, looked at it, turned around and clasped his fists at Du Yongxiao: "Yes!"

"you sure?"

Only then did Beng Ya feel that Du Yongxiao's gaze was as sharp as a knife, trying to pierce his heart.

Beng Ya lowered his head, holding back his fear: "Yes! It is indeed Jiang Shangfei!"

Du Yongxiao took a deep look at Beng Ya, and then withdrew his sharp gaze, and ordered: "Report to the superior—the pirate leader Jiang Shangfei has been subdued and died in a brawl!"

"Yes, sir!"