"Yes, sir!"

Two military uniforms should be ordered.

They lowered their heads on the mop, rubbed left and right, and swayed back and forth.

Zhuang Shikai walked into the door without looking back.

Cai Yuanqi followed behind and whispered: "Hold it well!"

The door of a violent institution.

If you haven't been contaminated with blood, I'm afraid no one will care about it.

...

"Huh!"

Top level.

VIP meeting room.

Zhuang Shikai swaggered around the conference table, pulled the main seat away, stood in front of the main seat, and looked around the crowd.

More than 70 senior British members of the Hong Kong Island Police Force stood up and looked at this Chinese face in admiration.

Zhuang Shikai opened his fingers, propped his hands on the tabletop, and glanced up at the clock on the wall.

The round clock in the black frame on the white wall, tick tick, beating for seconds.

The round clock minute hand in black and white background, no more, no less, just twenty-five minutes past before leaving.

"Come back in half an hour."

"I can do what I say." Zhuang Shikai said calmly and loudly.

"Keep you safe."

"I did what I said!" He walked around the crowd with his eyes.

"Then accompany me to the top of Victoria Peak, there will be Prince Charles, can you do it?" He finally fixed his gaze on the face of the managing DCP "Taylor", staring at the other side and asked.

There is no doubt that after the arrest of the Commissioner of Police "Peng Zhicong", the management of DCP is the handle of the British senior level.

These British senior executives will communicate with Taylor no matter what decision they make, more or less.

When "Taylor" and others acted in the police force, they not only paid attention to the dynamics of the police force, but also discussed a result.

"Yes, sir!" "Taylor", the deputy director of police management, wore a white uniform, and with a clatter, he stomped and stood at attention, raising his hand in salute.

"Wish to listen to the command of the chief!"

Taylor shouted loudly.

"Fuck it!!!" More than seventy British officers stomped their feet together, raising their hands in a standard British military salute and said: "yes, sir!!!"

"I would like to follow the chief to the Taiping Mountain!" In fact, the voice of Yu Ming's English white uniform echoed in the office, the momentum can be described as shocking, even Cai Yuanqi next to him looked at him.

Because, when a group of high-level ghosts faced the Commissioner of Police, they were not so cohesive!

loyalty!

Because at that time, the senior ghosts began to be influenced by the Chinese influence and turned towards the Chinese!

right now?

As a Chinese speaker, Lord Zhuang made his way for them and saved their lives. These people are more than Chinese?

Already determined!

It's time to stand a line with the Chinese!

Zhuang Shikai dared to kill the agents of the Military Intelligence Department to save their lives...

Then they have to make another vote certificate!

Follow the Zhuangye to the Victoria Peak!

"well."

Although the high-level ghosts did not read too many Chinese allusions, they couldn't shout words of impassionedness, head-throwing, and blood.

However, a simple sentence of "up to the Victoria Peak" is enough.

Lord Zhuang looked around the crowd and nodded in satisfaction.

"I have let the Flying Tigers set off in advance to encircle the Governor's Mansion." At this time, Zhuang Shikai lifted his police cap with his hand and waved calmly: "Go!"

...

At this moment, six Flying Tiger helicopters, clattering the sound of propellers, descended on the Victoria Peak Villa.

The apron of a villa.

It's really impossible to stop six planes.

However, the Villa of the Zhuang Family, the Huo Family Villa, and the villas of the other two big owners.

Stopping six planes is more than enough.

Soon, Zhou Xingxing led the Flying Tigers to gather immediately, armed with guns, and rushed into the Governor's Mansion.

"Puff!"

I saw that Zhou Xingxing took the lead, raised his foot, and kicked open the gate of the Governor's Mansion in his black army boots.

"GO!"

"GO!"

"GO!" Thirty well-trained and elite flying tiger players immediately kicked up their hands and dispersed in a six-person team, under the leadership of the team leader, step by step.

Quickly sneak into the governor's residence and occupy the favorable ground floor such as gardens, fountains, and walls.

At this moment, they are completely storming!

Even if there are more than a hundred armed forces in the Governor's Mansion, it is not a problem for the Flying Tigers. Just pull the trigger and a bullet will solve it.

Of course, the Governor's House is full of administrative staff.

No one dares to stop.

The Flying Tigers are like no one.

He quickly rushed into the study, and checked each floor, commanding heights, and rooms one by one.

"Oh shit."

"It's so cool!"

At this moment, Zhou Xingxing was wearing a helmet, covering his face and holding a submachine gun on his chest.

In a combat posture, stand in the center of the study room of the Governor's House.

He is wearing a black action suit.

Hold your head up.

Look out the window.

...

This study is still the center of power on Hong Kong Island.

Once, a single decree could determine the life and death of millions of Chinese, and a single document could reverse the fate of an entire city.

Every document checked out here squeezed the blood and sweat of the Chinese, and the documents related to the destiny of the Chinese were written with English letters...

The expensive handmade carpets on the ground seemed to be moaning. It was the gasp of the workers dragging the silt during the opening of the port. It was the chant of the wharf community carrying goods.

At this moment, the Chinese are standing at the center of power, with their feet on the symbol of power, showing contempt.

Although Superintendent Flying Tiger "Zhou Xing Xing" has outstanding strength, he has carried out many dangerous operations in his life, and has passed through the rain of bullets again and again, but this "not fired" operation is the only one that makes him the most hearty!

Will make him remember his life!

...

"Sir Zhou." The secretary of the Hong Kong Governor's Office, with several administrators and a team of servants, greeted him and shouted.

Zhou Xingxing replied first: "In view of the rampant terrorist activities on Hong Kong Island today, in order to protect the safety of the Chief Executive! At this moment, the Flying Tigers are ordered to defend the Governor's House!"

"Take over the security work in the Governor's Mansion. Don't worry, it will not affect you. You can still work as usual. What about the Governor?"

Zhou Xingxing asked back.

The female secretary of Yanmar with blonde hair, hips and long legs, her eyes calm, as if she could see through all the truth.

"The Governor has official duties."

"Going out."

She wore black silk high heels and a slit-wrapped hip skirt, with an indifferent tone.

Zhou Xingxing grinned and said, "I'm out? That's dangerous!"

"We are here to protect the Governor..."

"Puff!" Suddenly, Zhou Xingxing moved angrily, stepped forward two steps, and kicked over the Governor's desk.

I saw the large desk and chair tipped to the ground.

A large pile of documents, reports, scattered on the ground.

That is the top secret in Hong Kong!

The most important document!

The scene was very messy.

Zhou Xingxing pulled up the black mask, spit out fiercely, and spit on the folder...

"Pooh!"

"I want to protect the Governor of Hong Kong now!" Zhou Xingxing raised his gun and shouted: "The Governor can't live without us...Beware of terrorists!!!"

...

VIP office.

Zhuang Shikai opened the door first and walked out.

More than 70 senior British citizens followed in an orderly manner according to their positions, and a group of people went downstairs.

Immediately afterwards, special car No. 1 and more than 30 cars drove out of the General Police Department, forming a huge convoy, and drove straight to Taiping Mountain.

This time, except for Cai Yuanqi, Zhuang Shikai did not bring a Chinese police officer, not even the police.

Bring only more than 70 British ghosts!

Of course, action must be taken against the Government House, and it is directed at Charles!

It must not be unprepared.

Therefore, before returning to the General Administration, he ordered the Flying Tigers to do something to control the scene in advance to avoid temporary accidents.

...

"Snapped!"

"Slap! Slap!"

Victoria Peak.

In the middle of the mountain, at this moment, more than 30 police cars filled the lane, and black police cars were blocking the road!

At this moment the police are doing things! No other cars are used!

The black official car is full of majesty and low-key with a murderous look on the Taiping Mountain.

Zhuang Shikai slammed the car door, raised his head and started.

A ghost police officer in a white uniform, with blond hair, white hair, and bald head. But many white uniforms are surrounded by a Chinese face, and the scene is extraordinarily magnificent!

Zhuang Shikai, wearing the chief's uniform, raised his hand and stretched out two fingers.

"Master Zhuang."

Cai Yuanqi handed over a cigar.

Zhuang Shikai glanced at him, feeling a little surprised.

He didn't bring a cigar himself.

Just habitually want to come one.

Unexpectedly, Aqi brought it!

Cai Yuanqi took out the lighter again, lit the flame, and burned the cigar for the boss.

Except for the solemnity, there was no expression on his face, he only felt that he had done a trivial thing.

Zhuang Shikai withdrew his hand in satisfaction, took a cigar, and took a deep breath.

"call!"

He slowly vomited white mist.

Zhou Xingxing trot forward, stood up and saluted, and whispered: "Sir Zhuang!"

"Did someone find it?"

Zhuang Shikai asked while standing.

Ah Xing smiled: "Found it! In the villa next door... Damn, we surrounded the Governor's Mansion at first, but unexpectedly, there was no fart inside..."

"It was later confirmed that the Governor and his party were hiding in the villa next to it. It was said that it belonged to Prince Guiluo?"

"go!"

Zhuang Shikai raised his hand and made a gesture to lead people forward.

Taylor quickly led a group of British seniors to keep up.

Zhou Xingxing laughed twice.

Do you talk too much?

Immediately, Zhuang Shikai took a large group of ghosts and white uniforms through the iron gate and walked into the villa garden. There are two flying tiger teams guarding around the villa garden. The players are armed with live ammunition and are on guard!

On the ground...the gardens, fountains, and gate rails were all fallen corpses.

These corpses are wearing suits, don’t wear their IDs, and take a closer look at ~lightnovelpub.net~ and TM belong to the Royal Special Group?

Zhuang Shikai was smoking a cigar as he walked on the road. He climbed into the wooden door and lifted his precious shoes over a corpse. He held the cigar and pointed at the cigar and shouted, "A Xing! So impolite!"

"Next time people in a department can't kill twice!"

"remember."

"This is the rule!"

Zhou Xingxing touched his nose, followed behind, and responded obediently: "That is what they are going to hit me..."

Sounds a bit wronged?

"Huh." Zhuang Shikai picked up his cigar again, stepped into the hall, and looked at the prince and the governor in the middle of the hall.

The tables and chairs, walls, and ceiling in the hall were all incompletely swept by bullets, full of bullet holes.

There was another pile of corpses on the ground.

"Don't talk about civilization at all!"

Zhuang Shikai cursed.