Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

"Hey, shoot more!"

"The higher-ups have spoken and we must make things bigger no matter what!"

Seven or eight reporters gathered together and whispered.

These people were all media sent by Bailiqu. They had been bribed by Bailiqu a long time ago, with the purpose of forcing Du Yongxiao to a dead end.

Bailiqu's trick was actually very simple. He wanted Chen Ziqiang and others to force Du Yongxiao to help them.

If there is no help at all, then it is hypocrisy.

If Du Yongxiao helped, it would offend the taxi organization.

In short, advancing or retreating is a dead end.

at this time--

"Sorry, everyone, our boss would like to ask you to come over and say a few words."

A dozen men in black gathered around and blocked the reporters.

"What's the meaning?"

"Who is your boss?"

"You'll find out later."

A dozen men in black were polite on the surface, but their eyes showed murderous intent, and they were pressing towards them step by step.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't mess around."

"Yes, we are all journalists and we have human rights!"

He didn't wait for these people to finish yelling.

One of the men in black showed the handle of his gun and waved his hand: "Go first!"

When he saw the gun, the other party was stunned and did not dare to shout.

"Ahem, let's go over and take a look!"

"You're right, I'm sorry they don't dare to do anything!"

In this way, seven or eight reporters were carried by a dozen men in black to a nearby secluded area.

Yan Xiong was waiting for them with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back.

Seeing them coming, he smiled and said, "Sorry, everyone! I know you are busy with work, but I need your help with some things here."

After saying that, Yan Xiong took out his business card and asked someone to send it to these reporters respectively: "Excellent, Yan Xiong!"

"Yan Xiong? Inspector Hua?"

The shadow of a famous tree.

Although the era of the Four Detectives is over, the power of the Tigers is still there.

Especially as the famous "Smiling Tiger" Yan Xiong, he is a true hero.

Some of these reporters have been in the industry for many years, and some have just debuted, but they have all heard of Yan Xiong's "heroic deeds". When they heard that it was him, even if they had a bad temper and an arrogant personality, they would not dare to make a mistake at this moment.

Everyone took Yan Xiong's business card.

A bold reporter coughed and said: "Detective Yan, we all appreciate your kindness, but we don't know what you mean by doing this?"

Yan Xiong laughed: "Don't call me Inspector Yan. I haven't been an Inspector for many years. You can call me Yan Xiong or Brother Xiong. As for me calling you guys over -"

Snap!

Yan Xiong snapped his fingers: "I am very straightforward and don't like beating around the bush. I want to make friends with you!"

Several men in black stepped forward and handed each of these reporters 10,000 Hong Kong dollars.

"What does it mean?"

"Brother Xiong invites you to drink tea."

Everyone looked at Yan Xiong again.

Yan Xiong smiled and said: "Yes, I have the right to invite you to drink tea. Of course, if you give me face! On the contrary, if you feel that I am not sincere enough and insist on going against me, then I'm sorry, I am such a person I never know how to do things properly, and it would be bad if I offend you all or offend your family members!"

The leading reporter wanted to speak, but Yan Xiong said again: "Since you are reporters, it proves that you have enough brains. We are all smart people. I know who you are helping, and so does Mr. Du. Change. With my previous temper, I would never make friends with you so easily. My favorite is Shen Hai!"

The word "sink in the sea" directly reduces the surrounding temperature to freezing point.

These reporters couldn't help but shudder.

Yan Xiong is an expert at attacking people's hearts. He clasped his hands behind his back and sneered: "After I've finished speaking, you can make up your own mind about what to choose! Someone, get out of the way!"

The men in black moved out of the way and allowed the reporters to leave.

At this moment, these reporters were confused.

How to do it?

Should he follow Bailiqu's arrangements or make friends with Yan Xiong?

…

"Dad, those reporters have already been dealt with. Don't worry, I'm very polite and didn't do anything. I just explained my interests to them clearly."

After Yan Xiong finished his work, he rubbed his hands and came over to take credit with a smile.

Du Yongxiao smiled and looked at the crowd. Sure enough, there were no traces of the reporters.

Du Yongxiao looked at Chen Ziqiang again.

Chen Ziqiang didn't know that the reporters Bailiqu arranged for him had "rebelled" and were still clamoring for Du Yongxiao to help them "deliver justice."

Du Yongxiao had seen this kind of scene before and remained calm: "Sorry, I just returned to Hong Kong. As for what happened to your rickshaw, I still need to find out more about it. If it is true as you said, I will definitely help you get justice."

Upon hearing what Du Yongxiao said, Chen Ziqiang became excited. He immediately turned around and shouted to everyone: "Have you all heard? Mr. Du said he would help us! Let's just wait and see how Mr. Du can help us make the decision!"

"Okay, Mr. Du is wise!"

"Mr. Du is so powerful!"

"Ho ho ho!"

The scene was filled with excitement.

Du Yongxiao looked at the scene in front of him and thought it was childish. These were all leftovers from his play. At this moment, this man named Chen Ziqiang still wanted to play this trick and jumped on the street!

…

In any case, Du Yongxiao has spoken and will give an explanation to these rickshaw drivers.

Only then did the man let go and let Du Yongxiao and the others leave.

After getting in the car, Mr. Huo and Du Yongxiao sat together.

"Axiao, these people clearly have bad intentions. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that they were blocking the dock just after you came back from New York?"

Du Yongxiao took out a cigarette and handed it to Mr. Huo.

Young Master Huo took it without lighting it, "My dad asked me to quit smoking, saying that smoking is bad for his health."

"Huh? He is now weak and had another surgery this year. No one in our family dares to smoke in front of him."

Du Yongxiao smiled and took out his lighter: "I am outside now and not at home."

Young Master Huo could not resist his craving for cigarettes and bit the cigarette. Du Yongxiao helped him light it.

Du Yongxiao also smoked one, and after taking a few puffs, he said: "You guessed it right, this should be a big gift from the Hong Kong government."

"Hong Kong government? Why are they doing this?"

"Welcome me!"

"Believe me!" Mr. Huo smiled, "It seems they want to use these rickshaw drivers to damage your reputation. If you don't help them, you are hypocritical; if you help them, you are going against the taxi organization. ; If you do nothing, then you are just trying to gain fame. In short, you are in a bad situation this time, and you have no way to advance or retreat!"

"Wow, Mr. Huo is sharp! I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have become a master of analysis!" Du Yongxiao applauded.

"What a master! Our Huo family is now being forced back by the Hong Kong government. Several major projects have been snatched away by the pro-British faction, and even the scum is not left to us!"

"Haha, who told you to write a red letter on your forehead?" Du Yongxiao joked, "Every gain comes with a loss. Sometimes, people can't take advantage of all the benefits! Even God can't stand it."

Young Master Huo rolled his eyes: "Don't talk about me, talk about you. What are you going to do?"

Du Yongxiao opened the car window, flicked the cigarette ashes, turned to look at Master Huo and said, "Master Huo, have you ever heard of express delivery?"