Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 530 0519 [Bold Act]

"Sir Speaker, I'd like to toast you!"

Cointreau Hotel, banquet hall.

A banner hangs in the front of the hall, which reads: "The friendship between the British Empire and Kenya lasts forever, dignitary gathering!"

Yes, today is the fifth anniversary of the end of British colonial rule in Kenya and its independence.

The Kenyan government belongs to that kind of rickets government. Not only does it not spurn the colonial control imposed by the British on them, it even thanks them for their "contribution" to Kenya.

In fact, during Kenya's colonial period, upper-level officials had already been anglicized. The British Empire not only assigned high-ranking officials and generous salaries to these people, but also gave them a future - all retirees can officially immigrate to the UK in the future and become a higher-class black race. .

As a result, these black Kenyan officials flocked to express their loyalty to the British Empire, the invader. Even if the British army left Kenya and declared Kenya's complete independence, these people were still mentally attached to the British government and did not regard themselves as human beings at all. They still knelt down As a grandson.

At this moment, these high-ranking black officials were kneeling down one by one to lick white Speaker Thomson and others.

As a big boss among white Kenyans and the private "king" of the Kenyan government, Thomson enjoys this kind of popularity.

"Haha, of course I will drink the wine you are toasting, but I have to say a few words before drinking!" Thomson looked arrogant as he held the wine glass.

The black senior official who was toasting hurriedly put down his glass, clapped his hands and called everyone together: "Everyone, please be quiet! Our great and distinguished Speaker Thomson has something to say! Everyone applauds and welcomes!"

clap clap clap!
The audience immediately burst into applause.

Seventy or eighty black people gathered around, waiting for Thomson to give a speech.

Jack and a group of white congressmen also felt honored when they saw Thomson come to power and be sought after by others.

They came over with arrogance, clapped their hands and shouted: "Dear Speaker, if you have any lectures, just tell them!"

"Yes, they are our most loyal friends in the British Empire!"

Thomson walked onto the stage, turned around, glanced at the high-ranking black officials with a haughty look, clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "First of all, today is the anniversary of our British Empire declaring Kenya's independence. Here, I congratulate Kenya on becoming more and more independent in the future." Good! I wish you all good luck in your official career and prosper together with our British Empire!"

"Okay! Everyone applaud! Hurry up and applaud!"

clap clap clap!
Applause broke out again.

"Secondly, I want to warn you that some of you have lost your attachment to our British Empire. This is a very shameful and dangerous omen!"

Thomson's tone suddenly became stern, and he looked coldly at several senior black officials, led by Simon, the Secretary-General of the Presidential Palace.

Those high-ranking black officials lowered their heads involuntarily.

Simon and Thomson looked at each other and finally looked away.

Thomson, a white Speaker, has been powerful in Kenya for a long time, and he is still unable to fully resist.

"Don't think that just a Chinese can save Kenya and you poor guys! Wrong! Kenya is God's best gift to our British Empire! Even if you become independent, your present and your future will not be the same. Bundle with us!”

Thomson raised a finger, pointed to the top of his head, and said seriously: "I swear here, that annoying Chinese dog will disappear soon! Yes, next you will see Kenya again being controlled by us British ! Everything will return to its original track!"

"Those who are ready to move, please stop your stupid behavior, don't let your stupidity pay for your future!" Thomson issued a threatening warning, "Finally, I just want to say one thing, Chinese dogs are unreliable! Those Chinese want to rise in Kenya , it’s all a dream! Yes, as long as we white people are here for a day, those Chinese people will always kneel at our feet, be our slaves, and be the third, fourth, or even fifth or sixth class people here!”

After Thomson finished speaking, he reached out to the side.

Someone handed him the wine glass.

Thomson stood on the stage, facing below, and raised his glass to invite: "Now, let us raise our glasses high to wish God Save the Queen, and wish Great Britain prosperity forever! Of course -"

Thomson smiled slightly: "I also wish Kenya and the British Empire a lasting friendship! Everyone, may you have a prosperous future!"

"cheers!"

Thomson tall wine glass.

Everyone raised their glasses——
"cheers!"

Everyone mingled with each other and drank freely.

Only Secretary General Simon held the wine glass and took a sip, feeling very bitter.

Is Kenya really independent?
Why is Britain still haunting?
……

The feast is over.

It's raining outside.

The crowd surrounded Speaker Thomson as he left the hotel.

Thomson was a little drunk, and the person next to him held an umbrella to help him get into the car.

Thomson got into the car and hooked his hand towards Simon, the Secretary-General of the Presidential Palace, "Come up here, I have something to tell you!"

"Uh, um--" Simon hesitated for a moment before getting in the car.

"Close the door and drive!" Thomson said to Simon almost in a commanding tone.

According to his status, Simon is the Secretary-General of the Presidential Palace of Kenya, representing the President, but now-——
He still closed the car door obediently.

In the heavy rain, the Mercedes-Benz drove away.

Three bodyguard cars followed.They are responsible for protecting the safety of the Speaker and will never leave.

Whoa!

When the car was driving away, some muddy water was splashed on the black senior officials. They were all happy and happy. Not only did they not complain at all, but they were also proud of it. This was splashed by the Speaker's car. Not everyone can have this kind of thing. treatment.

……

Inside the car—
Thomson breathed out alcohol and glanced sideways at Simon: "I'll give you one last chance."

"Uh, what do you mean?" Secretary General Simon was confused by Thomson's words.

Thomson smiled sinisterly and said: "Do you have to make it clear? What's the benefit of following that man named Du? Do you really think that he is the savior of your Kenyan people? He can really save you from the control of our British Empire and lead you Are you running for freedom and heaven? Wrong! He is just a low-class Chinese. The reason why we let him go before was that we didn’t take him seriously, but now--"

Thomson puffed on the smell of alcohol at Secretary General Simon, leaned over and said with a sinister look: "We are already correcting this mistake! Yes, it is today, on this rare good day! That damn Du Yongxiao, he will suffer the consequences. Get the punishment you deserve!"

Hearing this, Simon's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened and he said, "Could it be that you -"

Thomson laughed wildly and wildly.

"That's right! That's what I thought! Who allowed that bitch to show off his power in front of me! Who told him not to take our British Empire and us white people in his eyes?"

"What are they Chinese? They are as low-level as dogs, no matter in Hong Kong or Kenya! Hong Kong is a colony of our British, and so are yours in Kenya! He came from a colony. He can't even save his own Hong Kong, so how can he save it?" you?"

Simon's eyes were full of fear. He didn't expect Thomson to be so cruel and dare to kill Du Yongxiao.

"Why, why are you looking at me like that?" Thomson said with disdain, "Now that Du is dead, no one can threaten me anymore, and no one can support you anymore. If you know what's going on, , Kneel down and kiss my leather shoes now to express your loyalty to me, otherwise-"

Thomson smiled sinisterly at Simon and looked at him: "Whether you can keep your official position is a small matter, but whether you can save your life is a big deal!"

Simon was immediately frightened and his eyes showed fear————
Thomson felt that he had taken control of the overall situation, and the pleasure brought by the strong bullying the weak made him extremely excited.

Especially when he thought that Du Yongxiao was dead and there would no longer be troublesome flies flying around, he felt even more happy.

"Come on, kiss my leather shoes!" Thomson raised his feet arrogantly and threatened Simon: "Now, you have no choice!"

But before Thomson finished speaking——
Crunch!

Mercedes-Benz brakes suddenly!
Thomson staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Simon also grasped the handrail tightly to steady himself.

"You are seeking death, do you know how to drive?" Thomson came to his senses and was about to snap at the driver.

"No, sir! Ahead..." The driver pointed forward with a look of horror.

"Uh, what?" Thomson narrowed his drunken eyes and tried to look ahead.

In the rain -——
A car blocked in front of their car.

Crunch!

Crunch!

Two more cars came quickly, blocking each other on the left and right sides.

"What's going on? Who is so bold and dares to block my Thomson's car?" Thomson was furious. He is like a king in Kenya. No one dares to provoke him, let alone disrespect him.

"Come here, where is my bodyguard?"

Thomson roared, and then realized that something was wrong. His bodyguard hadn't appeared for so long.

Suddenly, he sobered up a bit.

In the heavy rain, the door of the opposite car opened, and Fili and Jim got out of the car.

Crunch!

Fili opened the car door.

Jim took out his gun, pointed it at Thomson, and said coldly: "Mr. Du, please go away!"

"What?" Thomson was shocked. What's going on?The person named Du is not dead?Then those people from the Sickle Gang——
But he reacted immediately, and Thomson tried his best to smile, "It's raining so heavily, what does Mr. Du want from me?"

"You will know when you go!"

"But me!" Thomson gritted his teeth, "What if I don't go?"

Fili smiled and looked at Jim.

Jim also smiled, clicked, loaded the bullet, and pointed it at Thomson again.

Thomson's face changed greatly, "I am the Speaker, Speaker, what do you mean?"

"That's what you think - go, or not?"

"Me?" Thomson's expression changed again and again. At this moment, he no longer looked as arrogant as before. He finally gave in and said, "I'll go!"

(End of this chapter)