Rebirth of Hong Kong's tycoons, shorting Eagle Sauce

"What? The Tianzhu police are looking for you?"

Just when Wang Lei thought the princess's escape was about to come to an end.

Erica brought another bad news.

"Yes, the prince is too shameless. He didn't issue a wanted order for the princess, but issued a wanted order for Han Wuchen and the Wild Dogs in the name of fighting KB members."

"I have always been doing legal business before. Now my partners and I are wanted worldwide. I have suffered too much loss this time. You must..."

"Erica, you can retire after completing this order.

You have two choices now. Continue to complete the task. I will not lose a penny of my promise to you.

The other choice is that I will change a group of people to protect Han Wuchen. Because you did not complete our agreement, I can only give you half of the money."

When he heard that King Jin wanted to change people, Erica immediately calmed down and said hurriedly:

"I choose the first one. It's not that I have no way to send them back safely."

"Very good, then tell me about your next plan."

"I know a smuggling route from Tianzhu to Gangcheng, which is guaranteed to be foolproof!"

Wang Lei has a way to eliminate the international wanted orders for Erica, Han Wuchen and others, but in order not to irritate the prince, he can only give up.

It would be much slower to go by water, but it was the only way for Han Wuchen and others to escape.

Thinking of this, Wang Lei said in a threatening tone:

"Erica, this is your last chance. If you mess it up again, I promise to put a bounty of 100 million on your head!"

Erica shuddered all over. He could feel that the sponsor was not joking, and his thoughts of handing the princess to the prince disappeared instantly.

Wang Zhengyi, who received the report, was not in a very good mood. He attached great importance to family inheritance.

After knowing that Han Wuchen was his own child, he became restless and determined to bring him back safely.

But this matter became extremely difficult, and he rarely showed a helpless expression.

"Dad, don't worry. I promise that you will see the lively little brother Wu when you come back from the inland."

"Okay, I'm confident that you can do it. Let's go to the airport first. The people from Poly are already urging us."

This time when he returns to China, Wang Zhengyi only plans to bring Wang Lei with him.

Although Wang Lei is sometimes a jerk and very lustful, he is much more reliable than his two brothers.

The youngest son can also help him with advice and help him solve some difficult problems.

After arriving at the airport, Wang Zhengyi was also shocked by his "own" private plane.

One side of the plane is printed with the big LOGO of Wang's Group, and the other side is printed with the logos of dozens of large subsidiaries under it. There is some blank space at the tail, as if preparing for the future.

This is not just a spray painting of the plane, it is simply a large show of Wang's Group.

As soon as the plane landed, it attracted the attention of airport staff and even attracted many powerful Hong Kong reporters.

At this moment, Wang Lei's Rolls-Royce drove into the cabin, and the reporters on the scene pressed the door button frantically.

Hong Kong reporters wanted to interview Wang's father and son, but were stopped by security outside the red line.

Watching more than 20 black-clad bodyguards enter the cabin, Wang Zhengyi asked in astonishment:

"Alei, we are not going to the battlefield, do we need to bring so many people?"

"Of course we need to. Guns are not banned in the mainland yet, and all kinds of gangsters emerge in endlessly. Although these people are not fighting masters, they are professionals in blocking bullets."

Hearing this, Wang Zhengyi nodded, but curiously asked in a low voice:

"Then where does this old man come from?"

Unlike other disciplined black-clad bodyguards, this bald old man crossed his legs and even looked at the stewardess's white thighs in a somewhat obscene way.

He looked like an old gangster on the side of the road, a professional who would fall down with a push.

"Oh, that's Mr. Li Qing, a master of Chinese martial arts. Liu Hu can only fight him for three moves!"

Wang Zhengyi knew how strong Liu Hu was. A dozen hooligans couldn't get close to him. He was a bodyguard that he envied.

"Is he so powerful?"

Wang Zhengyi was a little surprised. He really didn't see that Li Qing was a master of Chinese martial arts. Isn't he just an ordinary and wretched old man? He even began to suspect that his son was deceived.

"The former imperial guards, plus personal bodyguards!"

Since the old man was rescued, Liu Hu has been asking him for advice on kung fu. When he knew that Wang Lei was going back to the mainland, he immediately clamored to see Wang Lei.

Twenty or so people couldn't stop him. If Liu Hu hadn't subdued Li Qing while he was exhausted, Wang Lei's bodyguard group would have been almost wiped out.

This also made Wang Lei see the terrifying nature of the master of Chinese martial arts.

Fortunately, Li Qing held back, otherwise the outcome of the battle, as well as life and death, would not be a joke.

"Him?"

Li Qing seemed to hearWhen Wang's father and son were talking about him, he grinned at Wang Zhengyi, with a little green cauliflower on his teeth.

That look was really unbearable to watch.

"Boss, it's true, he can kill a chicken with one hand as easily as killing a chicken."

The image of old man Li Qing killing a chicken with a wretched face suddenly appeared in the minds of Wang's father and son.

Wang Zhengyi shook his head and tried his best to eliminate this scene from his mind.

"Since he is a master of Chinese martial arts, A Lei, don't treat Mr. Li lightly."

After flying steadily for an hour, the plane slowly landed at Kyoto Airport.

The father and son of the Wang family, who opened the sun visor, were all shocked.

There were people on both sides of the slide, some of them holding flowers, and some holding flags welcoming Mr. Wang's visit.

"No wonder Manager Xiao looked so mysterious, and he actually made such a scene."

There was a sense of excitement in his words.

Bigger surprises are yet to come!

At the end of the slide, a band was waiting in full force.

After the cabin was opened, Wang Zhengyi found that the stairs had been covered with red carpet.

In addition to the wreath, there was also a group of reporters.

What made Wang Zhengyi so excited that he could not help but tremble was that several figures who often appeared in the group came towards him!

"Why did you come in person? This is not in accordance with etiquette."

"Mr. Wang, you personally sent the national treasure back, why can't I come to greet you in person?"

Under the filming of the group and the witness of hundreds of people present, the boss took the bronze dragon head handed over by Wang Zhengyi, and the two people held hands heavily.

There were overwhelming shouts from both sides, and the exciting scene was deeply engraved in everyone's mind.

The cameraman took a fierce shot of the Wang family's private plane, not missing a single blind spot.

Dozens of black-clad bodyguards and the slowly driving Rolls-Royce were all photographed.

Looking at this scene, the father and son of the Wang family were extremely fortunate.

Fortunately, they had prepared a Boeing 757 large private jet, a group of black-clad bodyguards, and a luxury Rolls-Royce, otherwise the Wang family would have lost face.

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