"Master Simon!"

"He actually beat Master Simon?"

A group of noble men looked at Du Yongxiao in disbelief.

Simon looked even more shocked, suspecting that he was not the one who got beaten just now.

The blonde beauty in her arms was stunned for a moment, and then she screamed.

Those club waiters were also shocked by Du Yongxiao's sudden rise.

A waitress even slammed and scared the tray in her hand.

The wine mixed with blood flowed down from Young Master Simon's forehead, looking extremely embarrassed.

"My surname is Du, how dare you hit me?" Simon looked at Du Yongxiao in disbelief. The huge impact made him forget to cover his forehead.

"So what if you hit you?" Du Yongxiao lifted up his windbreaker, took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands.

He lifted his clothes and exposed his gun at his waist, allowing the noble men to calm down instantly.

Simon couldn't calm down.

"Damn it!"

I have to call my subordinates to deal with Du Yongxiao.

King Kong and Shah Rukhan came after hearing the sound.

The club security guard came over to stop him, but King Kong kicked him away.

Sharukhan showed his ID: "MI6 handles the case, and it goes off!"

"MI6?"

"God!"

These noble men are not a big bun. Of course, they understand what organization is in MI6. If they want to help Simon help boxing, they will be mute immediately.

Some smart people retreat directly, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

Simon also found that something was wrong.

In my impression, Du Yongxiao was just a young policeman from Hong Kong to Scotland Yard for training, so why did he suddenly become a member of the MI6?

"Young Master Simon, what are you thinking?" Du Yongxiao wiped his hands and threw the handkerchief on the ground.

"Du Yongxiao, you--"

"What are you? Do you want to ask me why I hit you?" Du Yongxiao stepped forward, and Simon stepped back in fear.

"You should be clear! The Red Bearded guys are too weak and you should find some strong people to help you!"

"I, don't come over again!" Simon was afraid that Du Yongxiao would beat him up again.

"You know my identity, I am the eldest master of the Pharmaceutical Industry! My father is Freman! Freman!" Simon's voice became louder because of fear.

Freeman!

Head of the pharmaceutical giant!

There is a strong man in Britain, and even the Queen of England is a VIP, and she has a close relationship with all the bigwigs in politics.

"I forgot if you don't say it! Your father is Freman, you will definitely become the eldest master of the pharmaceutical industry!"

"Why, do you know you're scared?" Simon thought Du Yongxiao admitted his conscience and smiled proudly.

"Yes, I'm so scared!" Du Yongxiao looked at Simon with a smile.

Simon was so proud that he was about to step forward when he suddenly realized that Du Yongxiao's eyes were wrong, so he quickly shrank and retreated, "Do you want to hit me again?"

Du Yongxiao smiled, "Smart!"

Simon was about to speak, but Du Yongxiao ordered: "Come here, help Master Simon loosen his bones!"

"Gaga!" King Kong rubbed his fists and walked towards Master Simon.

"Don't come here!" Master Simon shouted, "I will become the eldest master! My dad is Fred!"

"So what if your dad is the Prime Minister of England? Our boss said he would help you loosen the bones, so he would definitely loosen the bones! Grab him!"

In full view of everyone,

Two military agents grabbed Master Simon and pressed him to the ground. King Kong swung his fist and rubbed his handsome face hard!

Bang bang bang bang!

The nobles who watched were frightened and couldn't bear to watch it.

In a moment—

Master Simon has become a pig-headed master Du Yongxiao asked King Kong to stop.

Du Yongxiao squatted down, reached out to pick Simon's hair, pulled him up, and asked Simon's pig-headed face to respond to him, "Remember my name, Du Yongxiao! I dare to burn my company, this is the end!"

...

"What? Du Yongxiao beat Simon, the eldest young master?"

In the MI6 office, the bearded Bruce was drinking coffee and almost dropped his cup to the ground after hearing the news.

He stuttered, "I heard it right? Did he really do this?"

The female secretary of course understood why the bearded Bruce was so surprised.

Who is Simon?

What kind of existence does Bicheng exist?

What kind of terrifying energy does boss Fred have?

"Yes, sir! It's all true!"

"Oh God!" Bruce put down his coffee, grabbed his hair and stood up, paced back and forth. "Is he crazy? Is he not brain?"

"God, I should know what kind of person he is! Yes, a crazy person! Always cause trouble for me! No, I can't take the blame! Let's call the director and the others first!"

Thinking of this, Bruce did not hesitate anymore and went directly to his desk to make the phone call.

When Director George and Deputy Director William learned the news, they were also shocked.

The two of them spoke in unison: "God! He will definitely succeed if he offends?"

At this moment, the two directors even wanted to die.

...

"What's wrong with him, my son?"

In the office, British tycoon Fred roared anxiously.

"He was seriously injured and was sent to the hospital!" reported the personal secretary. "There is a fracture of the nose bridge, a broken jaw, and......"

The secretary carefully explained the situation of Master Simon.

Fred was furious. Simon was his only child. He was so precious on weekdays. Now he was beaten like this. How could that be?

"Who beat him?"

"I found out clearly, I'm a supervisor of MI6."

"MI6?" Fred frowned.

"Yes, he commands the anti-drug group and the arms group."

"Two commanders?" Fred frowned again.

"and--"

"And what?" Fred said angrily when he saw the secretary wanting to speak.

"And he is still a Chinese!"

"What?" Fred almost jumped up, "Have I heard it wrong?"

"Yes, sir! You heard it right."

"It means that a humble and lowly Chinese actually beat my son?"

"Yes!"

Fred smiled, grimly.

"So now, you should know what to do!"

The secretary felt cold.

He is familiar with Mr. Fred's character, and often when he smiles, he is the angry and angry time.

"Yes, sir, I know!"

Extreme anger calmed down Fred, sat back to the back of his desk, took out a cigar from Sakuragi Box, and bit it on his mouth: "Remember, I'm very angry, so my revenge is to reach the highest level! I want to make that damn Chinese life worse than death!"

"Received, sir!" The secretary's heart became even colder.
To be continued...