Taiping Mountain.

late at night.

Mid-level mansion.

A young and handsome man with an elegant face, a tall nose and blond hair stood on the balcony and admired the beautiful view of Victoria Harbour.

He answered a phone, his expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "Matthew has been killed in action!"

"Yes, Your Highness." A voice came from the other end of the phone: "While chatting with Duan Long at the New Territories golf course, Matthew was attacked by a special forces team and beheaded by unknown foreign forces."

"Unknown forces." The young man muttered to himself.

The political minister said on the phone: "Yes, I suspect this is a beheading operation targeting the ancestral family. The target may be..."

"It could be me."

"Even Mr. Governor of Hong Kong!" The young ghost man looked panicked and was shocked, but his tone barely remained calm.

Political Minister Hui reported: “Yes!”

"Most likely!"

Recently, His Royal Highness and the Governor of Hong Kong often communicate with people from all walks of life at the golf course. As His Royal Highness's bodyguard, Matthew often plays the role of intermediary. Matthew was beheaded by special forces at the Golf Course, which can't help but remind people of the international situation.

of chaos.

The young ghost looked at the night scene and thought for a while: "Could this matter have anything to do with Duan Long?"

The political minister replied: "Duan Long has some influence among the gangs in Xiangjiang, but even Xinji, the second largest gang in Xiangjiang, has not used the strength of the special forces."

"What's more, Duan Long also died in the attack. It should not be Duan Long's fault. He is not brave enough! As for He Yihai, on the one hand, he has retained the foundation of the Jianghu community, and on the other hand, he is rapidly transforming into a formal enterprise.

, there is absolutely no determination to send out special forces!”

"The Jianghu Association is a Jianghu Association after all. There is no way that Yihai has special forces, and it has nothing to do with even calling in special forces."

“The same thing applies to new records!”

The political minister sighed: "I'm afraid this is really an international force."

"The forces in Hong Kong who dare to intervene in this way must have the support of a big country. There are not many people in the world who have sent illegal organizations, and there are only a few groups in Asia."

Even if Zhang Guobin was at war with Xinji, the Political Department could not pin the matter on Zhang Guobin because the horizons and levels were different.

The big bosses only focus on the international situation, so how can they pay attention to some conflicts in the rivers and lakes? Do special forces need to be called in to fight in the rivers and lakes?

Is it still a struggle between the rivers and lakes that the special forces take action?

If a boss and a bad boy get into a car accident together, no one will think that the murderer is targeting the bad boy, but they will only think that the murderer is targeting the boss.

His Highness looked troubled, feeling that the matter was very difficult, and any drastic action might cause chaos in the Asia-Pacific region.

Warships, fighter planes, and millions of soldiers crossed the bay.

It seemed like everything was happening before my eyes.

Although the Zu family's intention is blatant, it is to suck blood from Hong Kong, but they don't have the courage to formally start a war with the mainland. If they had the courage, there would be no need to sign the "Sino-British Agreement."

How to use cultural evolution, capital manipulation, and financial harvesting...

That's what the ancestors value.

In short, I can return your sovereignty to you, but the population, capital, and income on the land must be handed over to me, Gui Lao.

You said: "Why should the Chinese's labor income be harvested by you ghosts? Are the Chinese destined to be cows and horses all their lives and slaves to ghosts for the rest of their lives?"

The ghost guy wants to say: "Without me, Great Britain, opening and developing Xiangjiang for you, your Xiangjiang would still be a deserted island, and the Chinese would be barbaric and rude."

"Now that you are not grateful for the repayment given by Great Britain, you still dare to ask for the sovereignty of Hong Kong. So, if you don't peel off your skin, where will the British Empire lose its face?"

Foreigners will never forget how they used strong ships and cannons to blast open the door to the land of China, and ghosts will never forget the era when a few cannons set up on a coast in the east could occupy a country.

But now that the ancestral family has experienced two world wars, its strength is far less than it was back then. It needs to control the situation in the Asia-Pacific and can no longer use extreme measures.

His Highness had to control the situation. He could only lower his head in humiliation and said to the phone: "Defining the deaths of Matthew and Duan Long as terrorist attacks, the two cases will be handled separately. One case will be handed over to the Political Department and the other to the police."

Handled by the Affairs Office."

"Declare it as a terrorist attack to the outside world and strengthen the construction of anti-terrorism forces in Hong Kong. The rest of the investigation will be conducted privately and do not give other major powers in the world the opportunity to intervene."

"Yes, sir." The political minister replied: "I will cooperate with the Sixth Bureau of Military Intelligence to carry out activities, and it will not affect the strategy of His Highness and the ancestors."

"Well, report to me if you have anything else." His Highness hung up the phone with a deep look in his eyes and a calm tone.

The beautiful scenery of Victoria Harbor does not seem to be as peaceful as the bustling Hong Kong, but is full of dangers.

In an area where foreigners are entrenched, how to fight for the interests of the ancestral family is a university question and a required course for politicians.

If you fail to pass this course, how can you become a qualified politician in the future?

Old tenement building.

That night, Zhang Guobin should wash up and sleep as usual. He didn't need to worry about the international situation. He had one-third of an acre of Xiangjiang and hundreds of thousands of people working for him.

Just wait patiently for a reply.

"Da da da."

The next day.

early morning.

Zhang Guobin got up and changed into a new suit, put on his watch, straightened his cuffs, and fastened his double-breasted buttons.

Dongguan Miao raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Zhang Guobin shouted loudly.

Dongguan Miao looked tired, with deep blue bags under her eyes. Carrying a large bag of tea, wearing a windbreaker and leather shoes, she walked into the living room and said, "Brother Bing."

"breakfast."

He put the plastic bag on the table and bent down to remove the chopsticks.

Zhang Guobin chuckled, tightened his tie, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, smiling: "Let's go!"

"Let's go to Lu Yu Tea House for breakfast."

He looked down at the plastic bag: "To have morning tea, you have to go to the teahouse."

“What’s wrong with squatting at home and eating takeout?”

The way Dongguan Miao stayed up all night was the confidence that Zhang Guobin could sleep peacefully. Because his sworn brothers were on duty day and night, Zhang Guobin was not afraid of any trouble at night.

Dongguan Miao heard that the boss was going to the teahouse. He straightened up neatly, held the headset and said: "Brother Bing is going out to drink tea."

"receive!"

"yes,sir

"Yes, uncle!"

Nine cars drove out of Mong Kok, passed through the Hung Hom Tunnel, and arrived at Central. Dongguan Miao, holding a cigarette in his mouth, quickly got out of the car, shook his windbreaker, and opened the door.

The target boy led three people to protect Bing Ge. The senior inspector picked up his ID and entered the restaurant to show it to the store manager. He specially selected a location that was conducive to protection.

"Wow!"

Dongguan Miao opened a black umbrella and tightly protected Brother Bing as he walked into the teahouse. He bent down and put the umbrella away.

In the teahouse.

Many old men and uncles who were drinking morning tea looked solemn when they saw this scene, lowered their voices, and waited for the crowd to pass by the tea table before gradually regaining their voices and looking away.

People who go out in Xiangjiang in such a flamboyant way are undoubtedly club bosses. There may be only a few club bosses who can be so flamboyant.

What's more, the police officers were hanging their IDs and clearly holding their gun bags...

"Is that the Governor of Hong Kong?"

Uncle asked, holding his phoenix claws and couldn't help but think about it.

An old uncle sneered: "Governor? Have you ever seen a Governor in his twenties? This is the Emperor of Kowloon. I don't know if I am in the mood to drink tea in Central today."

"Uncle Toothless, I heard that you used to be the boss of Yiqun and you are very familiar with the world." Another uncle asked curiously: "Now Xinji is fighting with Heyi. Last night Duan Long wanted to fight back to Causeway Bay. Datou Kun

He led his men in a bloody battle with Li Tailong and took the initiative to lead his troops into Wan Chai. "

"Some people saw that the police carried away more than 30 bodies and arrested more than 200 gangsters in Wan Chai alone last night. Now, the prices in Lai Chi Kok and Stanley have risen in response. The gangsters are stocking up and waiting for the big guys.

Go in and spend money!"

Abo slapped the table and interjected: "It's more than that!"

"Li Yutian from the New Territory led his men to a surprise attack on Lao Jin in Tuen Mun, hoping to kill one of the Ten Heroes of Yihai that night. Unexpectedly, Buck Teeth and Belly Wen had already led his men to set up an ambush in Tuen Mun."

"Li Yutian's head was tied to the car, and his body was dragged for more than ten kilometers. It was too horrible to see, it was too horrible to see, ugh!"

Uncle rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "You said that the Emperor of Kowloon came to Central to talk to Xinji. The winner was decided last night...

"How can it be!"
To be continued...