"Du Yongxiao, you dare to come?"

Fred pointed at Du Yongxiao's nose and said angrily.

"Why don't I dare?" Du Yongxiao walked to Fred and asked, "Your son instructed someone to set fire to my company. I'll ask for an explanation.

"Ask for an explanation?" Fred laughed without anger. "Did I hear it wrong? You asked me for an explanation? You beat my son Simon and hospitalized. I haven't settled the score with you yet, you actually asked me for an explanation.

I want to say something!”

"So what?" Du Yongxiao smiled, "I came here to settle the accounts with you!"

Du Yongxiao said, swaggeringly sat on the sofa, "You are a businessman, so you should understand the principle of paying off your debts. How much is my company worth and how much medical expenses should you pay for your son? We can make a list with each other.

”

Fred smiled, "You are the bravest guy I know!" He winked at the secretary.

"Don't wink, your people are controlled by our MI6!"

"What?" Fred said angrily.

Large companies like them generally have private bodyguards or security systems, which are not as weak as the army, especially the bodyguards are retired elites recruited from the army, but they are controlled silently.

Imagine the sharpness and rampantness of MI6.

"What are you? You dare to make trouble here?" Fred was completely angry. Du Yongxiao not only slapped his son, but also slapped him in the face.

"Believe it or not, I'll call the Congressman now, so you can't finish it?" Fred said and called directly.

The phone was soon answered, and Fred spoke a few words to the phone arrogantly, then sneered and handed the phone to Du Yongxiao and said, "Respond to the phone, damn it!"

Du Yongxiao didn't move, but just looked at Fred with a smile.

"I'll let you answer the phone, damn it!"

Fred had to emphasize his tone.

"No!" Du Yongxiao replied very simply. "No matter whether it is a member of Congress or a queen, MI6 will handle the case, and no one else has the right to interfere!"

"You-" Fred was so angry that he was tiring. It was not right to put the phone in his hand, nor was it not right to put it in if he didn't.

The secretary stepped forward, said a few words to the phone, put them down, and then whispered a few more words to Fred.

Fred smiled.

"You don't answer the phone number of the MP, so what about your superiors? Do you dare to disobey?"

Dingling!

The phone rang.

The secretary picked it up and handed it to Du Yongxiao, smiling: "Your superior Mr. Bruce!"

Du Yongxiao sighed and had to stand up from the sofa and walk past the phone.

"God, Du, what's going on? You actually ran to Mr. Fred?" Bruce's tone was extremely nervous.

"That's right, sir, we got the news that Bicheng Pharmaceutical is suspected of drug problems, so we came here to search-"

"What?" Bruce was shocked by Du Yongxiao's reason. He didn't expect Du Yongxiao to come up with such a reason stupidly.

What is a must-win?

Do you need to sell drugs, one of the four major pharmaceutical companies in the UK?

Fred was also stunned by Du Yongxiao's words, then laughed, snatched Du Yongxiao's phone number, and said to Bruce: "Silly guy! Is this your MI6 elite? Do you know what he is talking about?

How dare you question us and even falsely accused me of drug trafficking? God, I will notify the Prime Minister and the Members of Congress. Yes, I want to let you MI6 take care of it!”

The bearded Bruce was almost scared to death there. If Fred really did this, his career would be completely over.

"Du! I order you to retreat immediately! And apologize to Mr. Fred! Yes, immediately! Now!" Bruce almost roared.

He could be heard throughout the office.

Fred looked proud.

Du Yongxiao sighed and took the phone call again: "Sorry, Chief Bruce, the military orders abroad are not accepted!"

After saying that, bang!

Hang up the phone.

Bruce was stunned on the other end of the phone and dared to hang up my phone?

Fred was also stunned. How dare he hang up his boss's phone?

"Sorry, Mr. Fred!" Du Yongxiao said with a smile, "Now we are going to conduct a carpet-style search of your company, please cooperate!"

Fred was in a state of confusion.

He had never seen a guy like Du Yongxiao who was not aware of the rules.

The secretary went out to check it out, and quickly turned to Fred and said, "It's not good, the people from MI6 outside are carrying information!"

Fred was anxious. Although he did not sell drugs, arms, or something, there were tax evasion. If it was found out by people from MI6, it would be a problem.

what to do?

Fred called the first time, said a few words, hung up the phone, and then looked down on Du Yongxiao: "Damn it, how do you move those information out, you have to move it back obediently!"

"Is that true?" Du Yongxiao faced tit-for-tat, "Then I'm going to take a look!"

...

"Stop it! Stop it all!"

Outside Bicheng Company, before Sha Rukhan and other MI6 people brought the information into the car, several cars roared over.

Director George of the MIIS, Deputy Director William, and Chief Six of the MIIS arrived as soon as possible and called for a halt to Du Yongxiao's operation.

"Now everyone stops! Move the information back, yes, immediately! Immediately!" Director George was domineering.

There is no way. Although the MIIS is not under the jurisdiction of the London Municipal Government, it is subject to parliamentary restraint. Several members of Congress called over just now, which made George's head almost burst.

Shah Rukhan and others had to stop.

George and others rushed upstairs again.

Du Yongxiao is confronting Fred.

"Damn it, if you don't report it, you dare to act without authorization!"

George didn't enter the house, and the roar had already reached Du Yongxiao's ears.

Fred could hear it clearly, looked proud, bit the cigar and said arrogantly at Du Yongxiao: "Now, how can you die?"

Du Yongxiao remained silent.

George and the others have entered the house.

Before George and the others could speak, Du Yongxiao took the lead and said: "Sir, we have received a tip! It is suspected of drug trafficking here..."

"What, it must be drug trafficking? Don't you have a brain?" George pointed his finger at Du Yongxiao's forehead. "Bicheng Pharmaceuticals is one of the four major companies in London. Do they need drug trafficking? Besides, Mr. Fred, but the good thing of the MP is

Friend, Her Majesty’s guest of honor, does he need to sell drugs?”

Du Yongxiao's answer almost made people burst.

"Sir, I don't know what kind of person Mr. Fred is, but I know that people know face but not heart!"

"What did you say?"

"Damn it, you dare to insult me?"

Just when Fred wants to get angry-

"This sentence is not what I said, but what FBI said!" Du Yongxiao said lightly, "They said that Mr. Fred may not have drug trafficking, but there are tax evasions!"

After saying that, Du Yongxiao looked at Fred: "Sir, are you right?"
Chapter completed!