“Cruff!”

The red Ferrari stopped in front of the Red Beard.

"Bicheng Pharmaceutical" Young Master Simon, the eldest son, opened the car door, got out of the car and walked towards the Red Beard, clapped his hands and said, "I did a good job! I saw it, yes! The fire was very wonderful, and it was burning very wonderfully! Guess

Not bad, those poor guys are probably going to turn into roasted suckling pigs! Hahaha!"

Young Master Simon was very concerned about the fire, and he danced excitedly when he saw the fire from afar.

When he saw the fire getting bigger and bigger, he knew it was unsuccessful. He simply admired the flames for a while before he drove over to see the Red Beard.

"It's good if you're satisfied, Master Simon!" The red beard bit the cigar with a rebellious look on his face.

"Satisfied! I'm very satisfied! Come!" Young Master Simon snapped his fingers.

Immediately someone stepped forward and handed the remaining amount to Red Beard.

"Hold it, man! This is what you deserve!" Simon pointed to the money, "The total is 20,000 pounds, plus what I gave you before, a total of 30,000 right?"

"Yes, Master Simon!" Red beard asked someone to put the money away and stretched out his hand, "I hope we will have a happy next time we cooperate!"

"Of course!" Simon smiled, turned around and left, and suddenly turned around and said, "But there is a question I want to ask you-"

He raised his finger: "You really don't know whose company is burning?"

"I know, Master Simon!" said the red beard unyieldingly, "A Chinese man named Du Yongxiao, isn't he?"

"Du Yongxiao, Chinese guy?" Master Simon was stunned for a moment, "You are right! He is indeed a very useless Chinese guy, a lowly Chinese dog! Apart from that, you don't know anything?"

"Do I need to know anything, Master Simon?"

"Oh no no no, you don't need to know anything! Yes, that's it!" After Master Simon said, snapping his fingers, taking dance steps, walking over, jumping onto a Ferrari, "Drive!"

boom!

Ferrari galloped away.

The wild wolf, who hadn't spoken much, walked forward, shaved his chin with a dog-legged knife, and said to Red Beard: "Boss, I always feel something is wrong..."

Red Beard said disdainfully: "What's wrong? We just burned a Chinese company. Can he still bite me?"

"Yes, does a despicable Chinese dog dare to bite people?"

"Hahaha!"

For the Speed ​​Party, immigrating to Chinese in London is the best bully.

The Chinese nation is gentle by nature and obedient to it. It is even more discriminatory to immigrate to the UK, but they did not resist or accuse them, but they just endured silently, which made evil people, including the Speed ​​Party, regard Chinese as pigs and dogs that can be bullied at will, and even

What are pigs and dogs?

"Let's go! Let's go into the city!"

"Go into the city and get free Chinese girls!"

"Hahaha! Although they are stupid, they are very obedient!"

Red Beard led his men and horses, rode on a motorcycle, and whistled away.

...

"These are treasures collected by the arms team! Did you see that it was a rocket launcher from World War II, and that box, but a real German grenade!"

Du Yongxiao enthusiastically introduced to Ye Hetang and others.

These more than a dozen Chinatown bosses thought Du Yongxiao wanted to invite them to hot pot, but they didn't expect to come here to promote arms.

Ye Hetang had a bitter face: "No, Manager Ye, these grenades are older than the age of my dead Laodou. Does it work?"

"Yes, although we really want to buy arms, we must be able to use them - Besides, now we have updated popular grenades, who will use grenades?" said another big shot.

Du Yongxiao smiled: "If you want to know whether it works or not, it's simple! You stand in a row and I'll give you a try!"

"No, no, no! I believe it! We all believe it!"

"Since I believe it, do you want to buy it?"

"Buy! Of course you have to buy it!" Ye Hetang said, "We will order that one by one...a box."

"Only one box?" Du Yongxiao's face sank, "I treat you as brothers, what do you treat me as?"

"Two boxes!"

"Three boxes!"

"Why would you like four boxes?"

Du Yongxiao still has a stern face.

Ye Hetang was so cruel that he stretched out his hand: "Ten boxes, we will order ten boxes by one! Is that OK?"

Du Yongxiao smiled and slapped Ye Hetang on the shoulder: "I know Lao Ye, you are loyal! Ten boxes, right? I agree with you!"

Ye Hetang was so amused that they seemed to begging to buy these garbage.

"By the way, there are still a batch of Su-style rifles over there! Let's go and take a look!" Du Yongxiao led everyone forward and added: "It's all antiques!"

The big guys staggered and almost fell down. What they fear most now are antiques.

"Don't react so much!" Du Yongxiao comforted, "Think a little more open. Anyway, you don't buy these things for war. As long as you can take them out and scare people, don't have to ask too much!"

"No, Superintendent Du!" Ye Hetang stepped forward quickly, "After all we have, we have real money. If you cheat us like this, oh no, take care of us, can you live up to your conscience?"

Du Yongxiao stopped and said righteously: "I am now the head of the arms group. My responsibility is to sweep the arms. How could I know that the law is breaking the law and selling the arms to you?"

"Ah, then you are?"

"I am also thinking about you. I will wipe out the arms of all England in the future! As for you antique-level ones, you will never sweep them!" Du Yongxiao patted his chest and promised.

Ye Hetang and others looked at each other.

What's the meaning?

Wouldn't it be said that their scrap copper and iron will be the only arms in the future?

"Supervisor Du, what you said...but is true?"

"What do you think? Did you know me on the first day?" Du Yongxiao looked unruly.

Ye Hetang and others looked at each other and suddenly became happy: "Supervisor Du, we believe you! What antique rifle, give me three hundred!"

"I want five hundred!"

"I'm eight hundred!"

"Don't fight, don't rob, everyone has a share! Now, pay the money first!" Du Yongxiao greeted everyone, "Musk, record it, everyone can't buy too much! Remember, we are selling antiques, not arms, we are selling

!”

"I understand, boss!" Musk and others admired Du Yongxiao in admiration.

Selling antiques will clean up all the crimes of buying and selling arms!

Just as Du Yongxiao took the Chinatown boss to visit the arsenal, Sango Sharukhan hurried in, "Boss! No, a fire broke out in the pharmaceutical company..."

Hearing this, Du Yong turned around and asked in a hurry: "Are there any casualties?!"

Shah Rukhan said: "There are no casualties, but several clerks suffered burns to varying degrees in order to rescue research materials! Paul has sent the injured to the hospital."

"It's good if you're okay!" Du Yongxiao breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was more concerned about research materials, and he felt even more relaxed when he heard about the materials and rescued them.

"I know who did it?"

"British, Speed ​​Party!"
Chapter completed!