"Axiao, not far ahead is the military camp. The superiors gave Mr. Fu seven days to deal with this matter, and Mr. Fu gave me three days to deal with this matter. I am always fair and give you one day. Do you think it is good?

?” Yan Xiong drove his Ford sedan and rushed Du Yongxiao to the Tseung Kwan O military camp.

Behind, Dou Jiqiang and others drove two cars closely behind. According to Yan Xiong's intention, there were many people and strong power. In fact, everyone knew that he was afraid of death.

"You are so nice and fair, you are so good. One day is enough. I thought you only gave me half a day!"

"How could it be? I'm not that kind of person! I'm optimistic about you, you must do this!"

"Don't worry, I will!" Yan Xiong and Du Yongxiao were like a pair of good masters and apprentices who were sincere and sincere.

...

Inside the car behind.

"Brother Qiang, do you think we should stay away from the military camp later? What if those ghost guys don't have eyes... Cough cough, we will be in trouble." Lai Pihua glanced at the cockfighting hero and said.

"How can you be a bad guy with such a timidity? Follow Master Yan, we will stop wherever Yan Xiong stops. Remember, our duty is to protect Master Yan!"

"Where is that handsome guy? Do you care about him?"

"Don't care!" Ji Fighting Qiang said disdainfully, "A fool knows that he and Master Yan are acting! Master Yan is good-minded and willing to act with him, and even the lines follow his wishes! His handsome boy wants to show off, so let's show it out.

, see if he is lucky or has bad luck!”

"Yes, they have the life to make money but not spend money. He is crazy about becoming famous!" Huo Qilin sneered from the side.

"Wait for death, let's lose!"

...

Tseung Kwan O on the east side of the Kowloon Peninsula has long bays and deep water. It is surrounded by mountains on the north, west and south. It is a good harbor and one of the most important military fortresses in Hong Kong.

Therefore, a turret fortress on the bank of Ao, which was called Jipo Mountain in ancient times, was built on the top of the Devil Mountain before it was rented by the UK. Although the fortress has been abandoned for a long time, the villagers still call that mountain "Fortress Mountain".

The 56th British Infantry Regiment was stationed in the hinterland of Tseung Kwan O. When Yan Xiong drove Du Yongxiao to the vicinity of the military camp, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

You can hear the sound of running and fucking from the military camp at a distance, and there are gunfire from time to time.

Even closer, there was a rumbling sound of tanks rushing.

Crunch!

Yan Xiong stepped on his foot brake and parked his car near the gate of the military camp, which was about one hundred meters away from the front.

The car that Jijiqiang and others drove behind also stopped.

Yan Xiong looked at the guards and said to Du Yongxiao: "Axiao, it's almost the same for me to send you here. If you go there, you are afraid that those guards will misunderstand!"

Du Yongxiao took a deep breath before opening the car door and getting out from inside.

He was wearing a white suit and a white top hat, and looked quite British gentlemanly.

Yan Xiong poked his head out: "Hey, just go in, I'll wait for you here, and I'll let me know if there is good news!"

"Received, Master Yan!" Du Yongxiao squeezed out his smile and took out a cigarette from his arms, "I'll eat a cigarette first!"

Yan Xiong thought Du Yongxiao was afraid, and was afraid that Du Yongxiao would repent and change his mind temporarily, so he hurriedly got out of the car, took out a lighter and lighted a cigarette for Du Yongxiao, and said in a kind tone: "Axiao, I know you are nervous, but there is a way to do anything.

Once, you will endure it and it will pass!"

After saying that, Yan Xiong rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, and looked up and said, "Hey, after smoking, go in. It's already three o'clock. It's better to solve this matter today. I'll help you celebrate the merits in Zhenbaofang.

feast!"

"I'm determined!"

"It should be!"

Du Yongxiao knew that Yan Xiong, the old fox, wanted to go in now, and as for being shot, it had nothing to do with him.

"The main thing is Mr. Yan, I can't bear to leave you!" Du Yongxiao held Yan Xiong's hand.

Yan Xiong broke free: "We have many opportunities, and the most important thing is to uphold justice!"

Du Yongxiao let out a "hmm" and took a few breaths of cigarettes before turning around and looking at the British military camp. The four guards at the entrance of the military camp had already pointed their guns at them and were ready to fight.

Yan Xiong patted Du Yongxiao on the shoulder, "Go boldly and I support you behind my back!"

Du Yongxiao nodded, as if he was determined to spit out the cigarette he had just taken a few sips, took another deep breath, and then walked towards the gate of the military camp. It was almost thirty meters away. He raised his hands high and said that he was not hostile.

Behind, Yan Xiong took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead, his eyes full of complexity.

Dou Jiqiang and others came up: "Has this kid really passed?"

"Sharp!"

"Good courage!"

...

In the jungle thirty meters away from Yan Xiong, a black Hiji with a 999 license plate was parked quietly there.

Inside the car, Lei Luo wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, looked outside and raised his hands to walk towards the military camp, Du Yongxiao with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "This fucking boy is dead!"

He was not optimistic about Du Yongxiao, and he knew very well about these arrogant and unreasonable British soldiers. Last time, an Inspector Hua accidentally offended a British sailor and was almost caught on a warship to shoot a target.

For these British soldiers, they consider themselves to be the protector of Hong Kong, arrogant and domineering, and like to speak with guns and reason with them, which is simply farting.

Who is Du Yongxiao? A mere plainclothes-she dared to go to the military camp alone. Even if he was not shot this time, he would be disabled.

"If Luo Ge says he dies, then he will die!" A fat man next to him leaned over, took the handkerchief that Lei Luo used, handed the cigarette over, and helped Lei Luo light the cigarette.

As Lei Luo's confidant, lard boy likes to figure out Lei Luo's thoughts the most. Others say that he knows how to collect numbers and calculates the accounts clearly. Only he knows that what he is best at is not collect numbers, but to figure out people's hearts.

If you understand the account of human heart thoroughly, you will be able to have no worries about food and clothing in this life.

Lei Luo looked at Du Yongxiao and took a few sips of cigarettes, "But just a plainclothes dares to enter the military camp alone, it's sharp enough!"

"Yes, it's sharp enough!" The lard boy happily reached out to help Lei Luo pick up the ash.

Lei Luo flicked the lard's palm with a cigarette in his palm. The lard's scaly ashes fell on his palm. The lard held it and smiled, "But no matter how you look at this kid, it doesn't look like a short-lived person---"

"Do you know how to look at the picture?" Lei Luo turned his head and looked at the lard with contempt.

The lard zi hurriedly said, "I have read a few pages of "Ma Yi God's Picture"!"

Lei Luo smiled unyieldingly, "Then I bet a hundred yuan! This slap is not only dead, but also implicates the whole family!" After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Du Yongxiao, who was walking towards the military camp and was lonely.

Although Du Yongxiao is brave enough,

In Lei Luo's eyes, it is worth at most one hundred.

This era---

There are too many heroes and too many heroes, as if there are too many crucians crossing the river and they can’t count them!

An unknown little man like Du Yongxiao,
Chapter completed!