Hong Kong film: Drowned by the Chiang family? I launch a massive attack on Hung Hing.

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Although Eugene doesn't need to worry about most things in Hong Kong, every document delivered to him is extremely important and must be strictly reviewed, so Eugene's job isn't easy.

“Governor, Mr. Sawers wants to see you.”

Damon's voice reached Eugene's ears along with the knocking.

"Please come in."

Upon hearing that Sowers had arrived, Eugene immediately spoke up.

"Old Eugene, I heard you were so angry you fainted. What happened?"

A dozen seconds later, a blond, bald foreigner walked into Eugene's hospital room and said to Eugene with a smile.

"Which bastard is spreading rumors about me?"

Eugene looked displeased.

"Eugene, don't forget what I do. Do I need others to spread rumors about me?"

Sowers' smile remained unchanged.

"To be honest, Sowers, I was surprised that you came to Hong Kong Island to see me, but what surprised me even more was that you can still smile so happily now."

Eugene said irritably.

Upon hearing Eugene's words, Sowers' smile faded, and he said calmly, "Eugene, when I was in school at Welton Academy, my teacher told me that no matter what I faced, I must be optimistic, calm, and praise him. It is because of his teachings that I have been able to persevere until now."

At this point, Sowers paused slightly, then continued, "Old Eugene, congratulations. Because of Harry and the others' deaths, Director Morris has decided to accelerate the construction of the Hong Kong Island office. To this end, he has sent his most capable assistant, namely me, to Hong Kong Island to personally oversee the construction of the Hong Kong Island office."

"Really?"

Upon hearing Sowers' words, a hint of joy flashed in Eugene's eyes.

Eugene, who had worked with Sawers in Singapore for several years, knew Sawers's abilities very well. If Sawers came to Hong Kong Island, the pressure on him as the Governor of Hong Kong would be much less.

"Really, but you have to give me back the two boxes of Havana cigars you owe me first."

A smile returned to Sowers' face.

“No problem. From now on, I’ll cover all the Havana cigars you smoke on Hong Kong Island.”

Eugene also smiled.

“Old Eugene, I’ve taken a look. Actually, the Political Department is doing a pretty good job. Now there are only two things that urgently need our MI6 to handle: one is the military transport plane, and the other is the Hung Hing Society and Li Jun.”

When Sowers spoke of Li Jun, a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

"Sowers, this Li Jun is no simple man. Don't underestimate him."

Upon hearing Li Jun's name, Eugene's smile vanished instantly, and he spoke slowly.

“I know that it’s amazing that so much could be accomplished in just half a month since the return of Siam to Hong Kong. It’s a miracle. If he weren’t an Asian, I would suspect that he is God’s illegitimate son.”

As Sowers spoke, his signature smile returned to his face.

Eugene was used to this and shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "Sows, every time Li Jun does something, he hits the weak spot of our Hong Kong British government. It's disgusting. If we take action against him, the price we have to pay is too high. If we don't take action against him, he will keep disgusting us. I feel annoyed just thinking about his name."

"Eugene, you politicians always like to calculate gains and losses, but we agents are different. For us, a mission has only two outcomes: success or failure."

"Sowers said with a smile."

"Sowers, you mean to..."

Eugene seemed to realize what Sowers was trying to do.

“Old Eugene, I didn’t say anything.”

Sowers winked at Eugene and said with a smile.

"..."

Eugene gave Sowers a deep look, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

The next day, 7 o'clock in the morning.

"Brother Jun, Third Uncle."

Clearly, Huang Xiaoqi's right wrist had improved a lot. She was waiting at the door of Li Jun and Huang San's residence from the previous night. Upon seeing Li Jun and Huang San, she greeted them with great enthusiasm.

However, Li Jun felt that the way this girl looked at him was a little different from yesterday.

"Xiao Qi, good morning. I'm sorry about last night. How's your right hand?"

Li Jun said to Huang Xiaoqi with a smile.

Huang Xiaoqi blushed slightly: "Brother Jun, I should be the one apologizing to you. I was rude last night. Thank you for your leniency."

"It's getting late, let's stop apologizing to each other. Xiao Qi, take us to have breakfast first, then take us to the airport."

Seeing that his niece and Li Jun were starting to exchange pleasantries, Huang San immediately changed the subject.

"Yes, yes, Jun, get in the car quickly. Today I'll take you to try our local specialty breakfast."

Huang Xiaoqi suddenly realized and said to Li Jun with a smile.

Ten seconds later.

"Hey, I haven't gotten on the bus yet!"

Huang San watched the Mercedes-Benz drive away and shouted loudly.

11:00 AM, Haojiang International Airport.

A private plane slowly landed on the runway and stopped not far from the airport exit.

Soon, Li Jun and Huang San got off the plane one after the other.

On the plane, Huang San subtly inquired about Li Jun's opinion of Huang Xiaoqi.

Li Jun's answer to Huang San's question was very official, which made Huang San very dissatisfied.

“Ah Jun, in our Huang family, Xiao Qi was the only girl in Xiao Qi’s generation. She was the treasure of our entire Huang family. Whoever marries her in the future will be very lucky.”

After stepping out of the plane, Huang San made one last effort.

"Third Brother, when you say 'good fortune,' do you mean that if you upset your niece (Zhao Hao), she might be ganged up on by eleven men—her two uncles, six older brothers, and three younger brothers?"

Li Jun asked with a smile.

"..."

Huang San was speechless at this question. Goodness, you really have a unique way of thinking.

Seeing Huang San's speechless expression, Li Jun smiled. He knew exactly what Huang San meant. Li Jun had only one thought: I call you brother, and you want to be my uncle?

Half a minute later.

"Brother Jun!"

"Brother Jun!"

As soon as Li Jun stepped off the airport tarmac, Ye Qiu, Tian Yangsheng, and others immediately came up to him and asked him questions.

In order to help Ye Qiu better manage the underworld in Macau, Li Jun specially sent the Tianyang Brothers to Macau to help him. The Tianyang Brothers also participated in yesterday's operation against the foreign agent. For example, the foreign agent whose throat was slit was the work of Tianyang.

"Ah Qiu, Ah Sheng, how are you doing with the preparations for the matter I asked you to do?"

After smiling and nodding to Ye Qiu, Tian Yangsheng, and the others, Li Jun asked a question.

"Don't worry, Brother Jun, everything is ready. Just like the night before last, no one else knows except our own people."

Ye Qiu immediately answered.

"Well then, let's give Hong Kong Island a big surprise!"

Li Jun nodded slightly, his smile growing even brighter.

It was 11 p.m. that night.

The entire Haojiang International Airport was silent, seemingly deserted.

But no one knew that more than 2000 men with expressionless faces and indifferent expressions were hidden in every corner of the airport. Their mission was to ensure that everything that happened at Haojiang Airport tonight was kept absolutely secret.

Soon, a large military transport plane slowly landed on the runway of Haojiang International Airport.

A few minutes later.

"Li, my good brother, are you surprised to see me?"

Yuri Olof spread his arms and walked toward Li Jun.

"Yuri, I'll only be truly surprised when I see the big one I want."

Li Jun looked at Yuri Orlov, smiled slightly, and slowly said.

[134] Today, it rains on Hong Kong Island, and there will be bloodshed!

Haojiang International Airport.

Inside the cabin of a large transport plane.

"Li, let me introduce you to the 'Tallstone' bomb. It's a bomb made by Alimica based on the classic aerial bomb of the United States. It's specially designed to bomb solid foundations and is more powerful than the American aerial bombs. It can penetrate 8 meters of reinforced concrete."

“This is not for sale, Lee. In this world, only I, Yuri Orlov, can bring it to you, and you only need to pay $2000 million.”

Yuri Orlov pointed to a bomb that was about 6 meters long and 2 meters high, and said to Li Jun with a smile.


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