Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"President Zeng, do you want to see him now?"

The subordinate asked cautiously.

"See you! Why didn't you meet? Now I'm interested in him!"

Zeng Guoxiong asked someone to take his coat and put on his hat again.

"A Hong Kong man came all the way to Kenya. Not only did he become the leader of these black police officers, but he also took the initiative to come to me. What is his purpose?"

"President, then we...should we get ready?"

A dark-faced man stepped forward and asked.

Zeng Guoxiong glanced at him: "Kuanbao, as a human being, don't be so impulsive! Since he dares to come, then he is confident. I, Zeng Guoxiong, am not a villain, so of course I must treat him with courtesy!"

"Yes, that's what the president taught you!"

The black-faced man hurriedly retreated with fists in his hands.

As Zeng Guoxiong's most capable assistant, Chuanbao, Inchbao, and Jiangbao are known as the "three explosions" of Chinatown.

It can be said that when staying with Zeng Guoxiong, the three of them have to do all the dirty and important things.

All three of them can endure hardships, and their only purpose is to gain Zeng Guoxiong's approval and promote the three of them.

Unfortunately, Zeng Guoxiong is very suspicious and a man with a strong desire for power.

In order to prevent the three people from rising to power, Zeng Guoxiong spared no effort to suppress them and guard against them, which made the three people very depressed.

Especially as the eldest brother's scapegoat, I was even more dissatisfied with Zeng Guoxiong.

"Okay, call your two good brothers and come with me to meet that Superintendent Du!"

Zeng Guoxiong was neatly dressed and said with an arrogant look.

"Whether he is from Hong Kong or somewhere else, I have to let him know what the rules are!"

…

As the actual controller of Chinatown, Zeng Guoxiong has always been arrogant and does not allow any force or strongman to appear in front of him.

If there was even the slightest hint of something happening, he would nip it in the bud.

For him, no matter what Du Yongxiao does this time, he must let Du Yongxiao clearly know who is the king here?

The place where Zeng Guoxiong and Du Yongxiao met was in the lobby on the first floor of Zhonghua Building.

The first reason why I did not choose to stay in the private room upstairs was that I felt that Du Yongxiao’s identity was unknown and it was not worth it;

The second is that Zeng Guoxiong deliberately let everyone see how strong his attitude towards outsiders was.

People in Zhonghualou are talkative, so occasionally they have to talk a lot.

When Du Yongxiao and his younger brother Du Yongshun walked into the lobby of the Zhonghua Building, they immediately saw Zeng Guoxiong sitting at the Eight Immortals table in the hall.

Zeng Guoxiong held a snuff bottle in one hand, dipped it in it, and rubbed it on his nose. He looked at Du Yongxiao and did not get up when he saw Du Yongxiao approaching.

Du Yongxiao stepped forward with a smile and clasped his fists: "Hello, President Zeng! I have long admired your name!"

Zeng Guoxiong did not speak, but glanced at the people Du Yongxiao had brought. There was only one Du Yongshun, his younger brother, and he sneered in his heart. This Du man was so bold that he used this Chinatown as a vegetable market.

When Zeng Guoxiong looked at him, Du Yongxiao also glanced at the three people next to Zeng Guoxiong.

Du Yongxiao clasped his fists at the three of them: "I guess the three of them are the famous Three Explosions?"

The three gangsters originally held their arms and wanted to give Du Yongxiao a showdown according to Zeng Guoxiong's wishes, but they did not expect that Du Yongxiao would be so polite. After a moment of hesitation, they also clasped their fists towards Du Yongxiao and said: "Ahem, give in!"

"Haha, I think the three of them are very capable and talented! There are three people in charge of China Town. The people are really lucky, and the Chinese are lucky!"

Since Zeng Guoxiong wanted to keep his mouth shut, Du Yongxiao didn't give him a chance to speak, and directly praised the three people who conspired.

Zeng Guoxiong could hold back at first, but Du Yongxiao seemed to have forgotten about him as the real owner at this moment, completely ignoring him as the Chinatown boss, and continued to talk to the gangsters.

"By the way, this dear friend must be a gangster. I have heard of your reputation. Back then, you held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to defend China City and bravely fought against the Black Sickle Party. I have heard of your reputation for a long time!"

Du Yongxiao was not talking nonsense. There was a black riot in Kenya that year. The black people formed the Sickle Party. They held sickles and gathered thousands of people to besiege Chinatown, claiming that they would kill all the Chinese and drive them out of Kenya.

At that time, the Kenyan government did nothing and even encouraged these black people to kill Chinese people.

The British colonists stood aside and watched the joke, waiting for the Chinese blood to spatter the area.

There was no other way, so many Chinese people hid in Chinatown, and the first gate to Chinatown was guarded by bombings.

Kuan Bao was in his twenties at the time, the right age for Kong Wu. He was holding the "Green Dragon Yanyue Sword" brought from the Guandi Temple, and together with his two good brothers Cun Bao and Jiang Bao, they defended the door and fought a bloody battle with the black Sickle Party.

This has always been what Kuanbang is most proud of.

But now, in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and he, a twenty-year-old boy, has become an uncle in his thirties. His heroic story has been forgotten by many people, including their boss, Zeng Guoxiong, the president of the Chinese Association.

At the beginning, Zeng Guoxiong promised that as long as they could hold on to Chinatown, the position of president of the Chinese Association would be passed on to Chuan Bao and let Chuan Bao inherit it, but now -——

"Superintendent Du praised me. Now that I'm old, I can't even dance an ordinary knife, not to mention the Qinglong Yanyue Sword!" Kuan Bao said humbly.

"Haha, heroes are not afraid of old age, not to mention that Brother Kuanbao, you are only in your thirties. You are in the prime of life and you have a lot to do!"

After Du Yongxiao finished speaking, he looked at Cun Bao and Jiang Bao.

When the two of them saw Du Yongxiao looking at them, they involuntarily raised their chests and raised their heads, waiting for Du Yongxiao's praise.

Du Yongxiao did not disappoint them and said to Inchbao: "Is this brother Inchbao? He is indeed a hero! I heard that you once fought Japanese warriors with a dog-leg knife, and in the end you fought one against three without showing any weakness! Seriously! Bloody man!"

Du Yongxiao gave a thumbs up to Cunbang.

Cunbao looked excited and puffed out his chest and said, "Thank you! I still lost in the end!"

"With one against three, even if you lose, you will lose with great pride!"

Cun Bao was so praised that he burst out laughing. He didn't even notice that the boss next to him, Zeng Guoxiong, had a black line on his face and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

From the beginning of their meeting, Du Yongxiao ignored him and treated him as if he didn't exist. Instead, he praised his subordinates all over the place. What does that mean?

Du Yongxiao ignored him and continued to look at the third Jiangbao.

Compared with Chuanbao and Inchbao, Jiangbao looked a little shy. He rubbed his hands on his clothes. Before Du Yongxiao could say anything, he cupped his fists and said, "Superintendent Du, please don't praise me. I can't fight first." , Secondly, I can’t fight. The only thing I know how to do is make a calculation and settle a small account!”

"Humble!" Du Yongxiao smiled and clasped his fists at him: "Everyone here knows that you, Brother Jiangbao, are the logistics manager of the entire Chinatown! With your calculations, the entire Chinatown can operate normally! Without you, this place will definitely be paralyzed!"

Jiangbao didn't expect that Du Yongxiao would praise himself so highly, and he was so beautiful that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear for a while.

The other two people also looked proud when they saw their good brother being praised.

When everyone around them saw this, they nodded frequently, feeling that what Du Yongxiao said was absolutely right!

At this moment, everyone had forgotten that Zeng Guoxiong met Du Yongxiao here just to show off to Du Yongxiao.

The atmosphere was harmonious.

suddenly--

Snapped!

Zeng Guoxiong couldn't help it any longer and got up and shouted angrily at Du Yongxiao: "Du, do you not take me seriously?"

Du Yongxiao seemed to have just remembered Zeng Guoxiong. He turned around and said innocently: "President Zeng, what do you mean?"

Zeng Guoxiong was almost furious and pointed at Du Yongxiao's nose: "You still have the nerve to say that? From the time you walked in to now, have you ever looked at me? Do you still think I exist?"

Du Yongxiao spread his hands: "What an injustice, President Zeng! How dare I ignore you? On the contrary, you, the old man, ignored me from the beginning! When I greeted you, you didn't even get up to sit down or say anything, and you didn't care about me at all. Take it seriously!"

"Looking at you? You have to have that qualification!" Zeng Guoxiong snorted, "Don't think I don't know. You are the Chinese Chief Superintendent of the Kenya Police Force. Not long ago, you raided Yunding International and the slave market. But so what? This is Chinatown!"

Zeng Guoxiong slammed the table with an arrogant look on his face.

"So what if it's Chinatown?" Du Yongxiao asked with a smile on his face without being annoyed or angry.

"How? Even if you are a dragon, you still have to be coiled up, and even if you are a tiger, you still have to lie down!" After Zeng Guoxiong finished speaking, he pointed his thumb at his nose, "Here, I have the final say!"

"So domineering! So domineering!" Du Yongxiao said lightly, "But I think you are wrong about one thing!"

"What's wrong?" Zeng Guoxiong looked conceited and his eyes oppressed Du Yongxiao.

Du Yongxiao calmly pointed at the three people and said to everyone around him: "Chinatown does not belong to you alone, let alone Zeng, but to everyone! It belongs to all the Chinese living here! You have no power." Decide the fate of Chinatown, let alone have the power to dominate the future of Chinatown!"

As soon as Du Yongxiao said these words, the scene immediately became commotion.

"What is he talking about? Chinatown belongs to all of us?"

For a long time, no one dared to resist Zeng Guoxiong's authority. Even if Zeng Guoxiong was headstrong and made many wrong decisions, everyone had to follow him.

But today, Du Yongxiao's words were earth-shattering, directly breaking Zeng Guoxiong's authority and telling everyone that the real masters of Chinatown are their group.

Seeing the discussion and changes in expressions, Zeng Guoxiong felt that something was wrong for the first time. He pointed at Du Yongxiao's nose and said, "Du, don't stir up trouble here! Now I'll give you a chance to tell you why you're here. Then get out of here!"

duty , there is a power vacuum in those two areas now. I hope that you people like me, who have black eyes, black hair, and the same blood and ancestry, can go over and take control——"

"What, let us go out of Chinatown and control such a large area?"

"How is it possible that such a good thing could happen to us?"

There was another commotion at the scene.

Especially Kuanbao, Inchbao and Jiangbao, their eyes were even more intense.

They are still young and do not want to be trapped in this Chinatown all their lives. If they can go out and develop Chinese influence, then their life will not be in vain.

It can be said---

The bait thrown out by Du Yongxiao was so big that anyone with the slightest ambition would not be able to help but bite the hook.

It's a pity that Zeng Guoxiong is not the kind of ambitious person. To be precise, he is content with the status quo and has no intention of making progress. He just wants to dominate his own three-thirds of an acre and let everyone serve him and submit to him. As for the rest, nothing else ignore.

"Humph!" Zeng Guoxiong snorted coldly and looked at Du Yongxiao with disdain: "What are you talking about? Give us the territory and let us control it? How can there be such a good thing in the world? Well, even if what you say is true Yes, my answer is also--no!"

Du Yongxiao looked at Zeng Guoxiong and his eyes flickered: "President Zeng, this is a good opportunity. I hope you won't be too stubborn and never come back again if you don't miss this opportunity!"

"So what if I'm stubborn?" Zeng Guoxiong looked around with a defiant expression, "This Chinatown is mine, no matter what I do or what I say, it's all right!"

"Really?" Du Yongxiao sneered, "As I said, Chinatown is not your Chinatown alone! You alone cannot determine the future of Chinatown!"

"Haha! What nonsense are you talking about?" Zeng Guoxiong looked at Du Yongxiao with a sarcastic face, "I don't control the future of Chinatown, who will?"

Zeng Guoxiong has a loud voice and is domineering.

Du Yongxiao shut up and remained silent.

He was afraid of Zeng Guoxiong.

Just about to speak-——

A voice said: "President! You are tired, it's time to take a rest!"

"Uh, what do you mean?" Zeng Guoxiong looked back at the speaker.

Kuanbao looked at him, cupped his fists and said, "You have sacrificed a lot for Chinatown, now it's time to take a rest!"

"How dare you rebel?" Zeng Guoxiong said angrily, "If you let me rest, wouldn't it mean that I would step down?"

Before Kuan Bao could answer, Cun Bao stood up and clasped his fists: "President, leave the future of Chinatown to us!"

"You——" Zeng Guoxiong pointed at his nose, "Do you also want to rebel?"

"President, we are not rebelling, we just feel that we cannot lose such a good opportunity!" The one who stood up this time was Jiang Bao.

Zeng Guoxiong did not expect that the people closest to him would stand up against him at this time, and he immediately became furious: "You three traitors! You two! I'm so blind that I let you follow me! Someone, arrest them stand up!"

In the past, as the sole ruler and boss of Chinatown, Zeng Guoxiong would have someone directly execute his orders as soon as he spoke, but now——

No one moved at the scene.

Everyone looked at him.

It's like looking at a hysterical frail old man.

Useless old man!

"President, you are not the only one who has the final say in Chinatown!"

"President, step down! We don't want to use violence!"

Thumb thump!

Zeng Guoxiong staggered back a few steps, holding on to the table, looking at the people in front of him in horror.

At this moment, he finally realized what four words meant: "betraying relatives and leaving relatives"!

Seeing Zeng Guoxiong's appearance, Du Yongxiao, who had never spoken, sighed——

"Why!"

A sigh!

It seemed very abrupt in the weird atmosphere.

Du Yongxiao looked at Zeng Guoxiong and said: "Those who have gained the right will get many help, but those who have lost the right will have little help! President Zeng, take care!"

Du Yongxiao clasped his fist towards Zeng Guoxiong, then without looking at him, he said to the three of them: "You three, can you come upstairs with me to talk in detail?"

"good!"

The scene became lively again.

But no one took a second look at Zeng Guoxiong.