Chapter 1129 1115 [King of Nine Dragons]

“Boom!”

The moment the Boeing 747 tore through the clouds, Hong Kong Kai Tak Airport was boiling!

Thirty reporters wiped their lenses frantically, and the security captain pulled his tie and cursed: “Fuck you! Didn’t they say that only family members would come to pick up the plane? What’s wrong with these long queues of cars?!”

Under the scorching sun, the first wave of motorcades rolled over the tarmac like a golden dragon——

A Rolls-Royce Silver Shadow with the Du family’s British Empire Earl badge inserted on the front of the car, the moment the window was lowered, the whole audience gasped!

“It’s the license plate No. 1 of Taiping Mountain!”

Du Dapao’s rosewood cane “banged” on the ground, and the gold pocket watch chain threw out a dazzling arc of light.

The three-inch-wide dragon and phoenix bracelet on Li Cuilian’s wrist “clanged” on the car door, and the jade earrings shook the paparazzi’s lens into snowflakes!

Du Dapao himself is not a low-key person. In recent years, he has finally become a qualified and successful person with his own abilities. However, to the outside world, his biggest halo is still “Du Yongxiao’s father”.

Now, even if Du Dapao wants to save face for his son, he has to act like a super rich man. This is in stark contrast to his previous penniless life. Now he is leaning on a cane, wearing a suit, carrying a pocket watch, and riding in a luxury car. It is simply luxurious to the extreme.

Li Cuilian is the same. Now she lives a life of luxury, with servants serving her in food, clothing, housing, and transportation. She is covered in jewels and looks noble from a distance.

Du Yongshun, the younger brother of Du Yongxiao, is also dressed in expensive clothes. He has a little brain problem and a silly smile on his face, which is extremely inconsistent with his gorgeous appearance.

The gold-plated lighter between Du Dapao's fingers "popped" and burst into blue flames, reflecting the crystal brooch on his daughter Du Yongmei's Chanel suit bursting with colorful light. The onlookers screamed: "The little sister of the Du family is so beautiful! That Chanel suit costs 100,000 Hong Kong dollars!"

"This loser is finally back!" Li Cuilian looked at her son's private plane, muttering in her heart, with joy in her eyes.

"Yes, this bad boy has been out for so many years, I thought he didn't want this family anymore!" Du Dapao complained while smoking a cigarette.

At this time, the Du family was already a celebrity among celebrities in Hong Kong. This family who came out of the slums never dreamed that one day they would become the benchmark of Hong Kong's big families.

"Look! What is that?" Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

When the reporters saw the black torrent rushing in, their cameras almost broke-

Twenty black Mercedes-Benz formed a black torrent and rushed directly to the airport.

Du Yongxiao's "godson", the legendary general manager of the Du Group's famous executive manager Yan Xiong, was the first to get out of the car.

He was originally on a business trip with Du Yongxiao in South Korea, but due to the busy affairs in Hong Kong, he returned to Hong Kong one step earlier than Du Yongxiao. Now that he heard that his godfather Du Yongxiao was back, he drove to welcome Du Yongxiao as soon as possible.

Following Yan Xiong was Liu Luanxiong, the tycoon of Hengchuang Real Estate under the Du Group.

As a person who was promoted by Du Yongxiao, he and Du Yongxiao had been full of grievances, but in the end Du Yongxiao forgave him and continued to trust him to develop Tokyo real estate.

In the real estate industry, Liu Jianxiong is now like a fish in water. He not only controls one-third of the real estate in Tokyo, but also expands his business to Osaka, Nagoya and other places. He is called "the first real estate tycoon in Japan" by the Japanese.

This first real estate tycoon in Japan is arrogant and domineering in front of all his peers, and even more arrogant and arrogant in front of the Japanese, but now he is waiting respectfully to welcome Du Yongxiao, his master.

The luxury car behind Liu Jianxiong, from which comes the Macau entertainment tycoon Bai Mudan! That's right, Bai Mudan now relies on Macau entertainment to almost dominate the entire Hong Kong and Macau gambling industry, known as the "female gambling king".

This female gambling queen treats any man with disdain outside, and even disdains those wealthy tycoons who pursue her, but at this moment her beautiful eyes are full of surprise and expectation, because she is about to meet the man who makes her long for a lifetime.

"Mr. Du, you are finally back!" The female gambling queen of Macau looked at the private plane that had landed, her red lips opened slightly, and her voice numbed half of the runway.

The third wave of whistles made the ground tremble!

Ten extended Lincolns crashed through the heat wave.

The first to arrive at the scene was Du Yongxiao's good brother, Huo Zhentingquan, the eldest son of the Hong Kong Huo family!

In just over a year, Huo Zhenting has become more mature and stable. The years have worn away his edges and corners, giving him a bit of the wisdom of his father Huo Da Lao.

Following closely behind Huo Zhenting are "Kowloon Bus King" Lei Juekun, "Hong Kong Shipping King" Pao Yugang, and "Hong Kong Jewelry King" Zheng Yutong and others.

The onlookers' throats were dry: "Pu Ni Amu! These big guys usually have to bid for newspapers, and today they are collectively welcoming guests?!"

"Who said it wasn't? Du Yongxiao had a good relationship with them back then. Now that Du Yongxiao is back, of course they have to greet him first!"

"Fuck you! This lineup is rare to see once in a lifetime!"

The citizens talked about it and were amazed at the amazing airport reception scene.

Suddenly, sirens tore through the sky!

Fifty police motorcycles lined up in a goose formation--

"Here they come! Here they come!"

"I pick! It turned out to be the famous Five Tigers under Du Yongxiao!"

The citizens burst into screams.

The Five Tigers under Du Yongxiao are well-known in Hong Kong.

The witty and changeable big head Wen, the hot-tempered Doujiqiang, the sinister and spicy bucktoothed Koi, the handsome Zhuang Dingxian, and the righteous Ren Darong.

Any of these five people can write a new legend about the Xiangjiang police circle, but such awesome people are now collectively appearing to welcome their boss - Du Yongxiao.

The police convoy was absolutely imposing.

Those media reporters dared not take photos at them.

The onlookers hid far away, for fear of offending these police elites.

"It's almost OK, right? So many people pick up the plane---"

"Yes, most Hong Kong celebrities have come here, there will be no more sharp ones, right?"

Citizens murmured in a low voice, thinking that the scene in front of them was shocking enough, enough for the Du family to brag for a lifetime, and enough for the spectators to be amazed for a lifetime, and it was impossible for any big shot to appear again—

At this time—

A sound of a car whistle cut through the airport—

The moment the Governor's special car stopped slowly, the whole audience was silent!

"Ahem, did I read it wrong?"

"Oh my God, even the Governor of Hong Kong came to pick him up?"

"No, no, no, it's not the Governor alone, but the entire senior management!"

Amidst the screams, Hong Kong Governor MacLeho led the judicial tycoon Sir Bailiqu, the director of the Third Division, the Legislative Council members and others, like a long dragon getting out of the car and heading towards Du Yongxiao's special plane.

Look at the special plane again—

Bang!

The hatch door opens!

Du Yongxiao, dressed in white, appeared in front of everyone.

His sharp eyes burned the eyes of all the colonists!

Hong Kong Governor MacLeho took the initiative to walk up the Xuan Ladder to welcome Du Yongxiao.

The moment MacLeho saw Du Yongxiao reaching out his hand, Du Yongxiao slowly grabbed it and said to the Hong Kong Governor with a smile: "I'm back!"

MacLeho nodded: "Yes, welcome your return!"

Du Yongxiao smiled and leaned close to MacLeho's ears and asked in a low voice: "Really welcome?"

MacLeho's face looked a little ugly. In his private custom leather shoes, his toes were tightly clenched on the soles.

He remembered the sealed electric power in Downing Street, "special regulations can be used if necessary", but at this moment, facing the pressure Du Yongxiao felt close-up, he finally understood why the Queen awarded merits to this young Chinese.

MacLeho adjusted his mood and replied with a smile: "Of course, my dear Du."

Du Yongxiao then let go of his hand, then raised his right hand toward MacLeho—

"Bang!"

Du Yongxiao saluted Mai Lihao as the chief of police, and then looked at the ghosts behind Mai Lihao-

"From today." Du Yongxiao slowly put down his fingertips and chuckled, "I'm talking about it here!"

...

When Du Yongxiao's special cabin door opened, the paparazzi on both sides of the runway had already set up a 300 mm telephoto lens.

When Du Yongxiao's figure in white appeared on the runway, a tsunami-like shutter sound broke out in the entire reporter area.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Du Sheng looks here!"

"Du Sheng said a few words!"

The microphones of more than twenty media outlets were almost stuck in the crowd.

However, the "Five Tiger Generals" responsible for welcoming Du Yongxiao did not give these media reporters a chance. After Du Yongxiao and Hong Kong Governor MacLeho, Huo Zhenting and others finished greetings, they immediately escorted Du Yongxiao and his family into the car, and the police car drove the road. Racing on Taiping Mountain.

The moment Du Yongxiao got in the car, he heard the shouts of a female reporter, so he subconsciously looked back at her---

The female reporter was squeezed over in the crowd, and Du Yongxiao signaled to help her stand up.

The female reporter then saw Du Yongxiao and his eyes that were called "the deepest water of Victoria Harbor" by the Oriental Daily.

In an instant----

The female reporter from Ming Pao, thirty meters away, had weak legs. Fortunately, she was supported by someone, otherwise she would have fallen again.

"I'm crazy! I don't know how to use such a good opportunity!" King, the photography director of Sing Tao Daily, a veteran competitor who was hiding in the crowd, hurriedly pressed the shutter, took the scene of Du Yongxiao looking back, and said excitedly: "Toutiao, I must be the headline this time! No one else was caught Du Yongxiao, only me, hahaha!!!"

...

Hung Hom Tunnel—

"Taxis in Hong Kong are all here! Taxis in Hong Kong are all here!" A Chang's hand holding the intercom was swelling up, and the taxi drew a snake-shaped track in the Hung Hom Tunnel. "I saw Du Sheng! Just three minutes ago , his convoy drove by me!

Dozens of voices exploded in the walkie-talkie: "Your mother is talking big!"

"Is the license plate HK1?"

"A Chang, are you tragic?"

"It's true!" A Chang stepped on the accelerator and the instrument panel pointed straight into the red area. "I tell you, Du Sheng sat in the car and looked at me. His handsome appearance was even more handsome than in newspapers! By the way, ! You may not believe it after saying that, but the moment he looked over, I couldn't even hold the steering wheel steadily..."

A harsh brake sound suddenly sounded in the tunnel.

Seven or eight taxis rear-end and collided into a ball, but the drivers poked out the window and continued to yell: "Where did Du Sheng go?"

"Have you seen the legendary Du family convoy?"

...

at the same time--

Du Yongxiao's return to Hong Kong has spread throughout Xiangjiang.

"Bang!"

In the private room of the Kowloon Lu Yu tea room, the special issue of "Ming Pao" was thrown hard on the sandalwood table.

Li Jiacheng, a tycoon of the Hong Kong Yangtze River Industry, stared at the front page photo, took off his glasses and wiped the lens hard, "He is back after all! I heard that he has rectified the top ten chaebols in South Korea, and even the Blue House was supported by him! Awesome, really awesome!”

Henderson Land Development boss Li Zhaoji held a cigar in his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, and ran his finger across the third page of the newspaper: "It's unbelievable! The newspaper said that in order to escape Du Yongxiao's economic sanctions, the top ten chaebols in South Korea actually knelt together in Du Sheng's villa for three hours, just to ask for a meeting? Isn't it a bit too exaggerated?"

After Li Zhaoji finished speaking, he suddenly found that the dial of his Rolex Daytona was covered with a layer of mist. It turned out that cold sweat soaked his shirt.

In the corner, Far East Securities boss Li Zhaofu suddenly screamed: "More than that, look at this paragraph-Mr. Du built Silicon Valley in California, the Washington government personally approved the land and praised him as a beautiful friend worthy of deep friendship! The group of foreigners in Washington have always been arrogant and have never spoken in this tone."

As soon as the voice fell-

The table full of shrimp dumplings suddenly no one cared, and ten golden spoons jingled between the dishes.

……

Nathan Road, No. 37 Caishi Street---

The incense hall of the 14th K Hall was filled with green smoke.

Ah Gui, the double-flowered red stick, stared at the front page of the Oriental Daily. The fingers holding the cigar suddenly trembled violently, and the ash fell in front of the statue of Guan Erye.

"Boss, is this Du Yongxiao really so arrogant?" The newly-appointed 49-year-old Ah B came over with a toothpick in his mouth, "I saw in the newspaper that he was just a guy wearing rubber shoes ten years ago."

"Shut up!" Ah Gui suddenly jumped up, and the copper ashtray flew past Ah B's ear and smashed a dent on the wall.

Twenty or so gangsters in the incense hall stood up straight.

Ah Gui ripped open his shirt, revealing three centipede-like scars that snaked from his collarbone to his abdomen: "Ten years ago, Du Yongxiao was just a plainclothes detective and wanted to dominate Nathan Road. I led fifty brothers to surround him. On that rainy night," he suddenly coughed violently, as if he was going to vomit out his lungs, "as a result, I was surrounded by his men, and finally his subordinate Ran Mingkun broke three of my ribs with his bare hands. When blood and rain covered my eyes, I vaguely heard Du Yongxiao say, 'It's time for Hong Kong's night to light up.'"

The red candle on the incense table suddenly burst into sparks, and Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue Sword flashed a cold light.

...

In the narrow alleys of Kowloon Walled City-

Seventy-year-old Grandma Chen tremblingly lit three incense sticks.

The shrine was not offering Guanyin or Wong Tai Sin, but a yellowed newspaper clipping-"Mr. Du Yongxiao donated to build the 18th nursing home."

"It's good that Mr. Du is back..." The old lady's cloudy eyes were filled with tears, looking at the neon signs that suddenly lit up outside the window.

Those flashing signs of "Yongxiao Charity Hospital" and "Yongxiao Middle School" formed a galaxy under the night sky.

The voice of a primary school student suddenly came from the opposite tenement building: "... Mr. Du taught us that the spirit of Hong Kong is the fire under the Lion Rock..."

Back then, Du Yongxiao said that he would take over the Kowloon Walled City and carry out demolition and reconstruction, so that the people here could get rid of the life worse than pigs and dogs in the past. For them, gods and Buddhas could not save them, but Du Yongxiao did it, so Du Yongxiao was their god, their Buddha!

Yes!

Du Yongxiao is the people of Kowloon Walled City---

Every family has a Buddha!