Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

The wooden stick was in his hand. He exerted a little force and with a "click", the stick was easily broken apart.

The cut was jagged, yet very sharp.

The group of men in black might be able to deal with some ordinary situations with their vigilance on weekdays, but facing the sudden changes at this moment, they are just ordinary people after all.

Most of them had only learned some superficial martial arts in martial arts schools and had no time to make effective responses.

While they were still in shock, three wooden sticks shot out like lightning and accurately pierced the man holding the pistol.

The wooden stick easily penetrated their clothes and stabbed deeply into their stomachs.

The intense pain came instantly, and the three men couldn't help but let out miserable wails. The guns in their hands fell to the ground uncontrollably, making a crisp sound.

At this time, Du Guanghe was like a ferocious cheetah. After throwing the wooden stick hidden weapon, he jumped out of the house without hesitation, and rushed into the chaotic crowd.

He moved quickly and kicked hard with his foot, sending all three pistols flying far away.

Then, he launched a violent attack with punches and kicks. Under his attack, the men in black fell to the ground like fragile straws.

In the blink of an eye, he had complete control over the entire situation. Everyone was knocked to the ground by him and lost the ability to resist.

After the situation stabilized, Du Guanghe slowly put away all his guns and machetes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He ordered his men to work in groups of two and carefully carry the injured out. During the entire process, the scene was silent, with only the groans of the injured and the shock in everyone's hearts.

The group of people escorted the three people to their lair in a mighty manner.

Although the three men's movements were restricted by a wooden stick stuck in their stomachs, they still showed unwillingness and fear on their faces.

Du Guang was a cruel and ruthless person. He gave an order and asked his men to pick up a knife each and stab the three men mercilessly.

The sound of the blade piercing into flesh echoed in the air, blood gushed out instantly, and the three men widened their eyes, full of despair, and finally died in the hands of their own younger brother.

Du Guanghe looked at this scene with a cruel smile on his face. He then ordered his men to properly dispose of the bodies of the three men and began to loot all their property.

When I returned to the yard, I thought I could relax for a while, but suddenly I heard a regular shaking sound coming from the bedroom, as if someone was struggling inside.

Du Guang's heart tightened and he sighed, knowing that there must be a reason for this. He then used his Qinggong skills to quietly return to his room through the window.

The next morning, Du Weixiang got up and asked about what happened last night. When he learned that the three leaders had been stabbed to death, he frowned slightly and said slowly: "It's really a good thing for them."

After the three of them had a simple breakfast, the grandfather and grandson picked up their luggage and prepared to set off.

However, there were no vehicles here, making travel extremely inconvenient, and they had to change different means of transportation many times.

First, I went from Sheung Shui to Kowloon Pier, then took a boat to Central Pier, changed cars again, and traveled all the way, finally arriving in Wan Chai.

Queen's Road East is like a winding dragon encircling the prosperous Central. Its unique name has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts and has become one of the iconic landmarks of Central.

This road carries countless stories and memories, and now it is even more famous because it was written into that popular song.

The newspaper's address is quietly located at 387 Queen's Road East, which is the farthest eastern end of Queen's Road East.

Across this boundary is Wong Nai Chung Road, which is the only way to the Happy Valley Sports Ground and an important venue for the Jockey Club events.

Whenever horse racing day comes, the place is bustling with people and it seems as if the whole world is focused here.

Now that we have just entered the 60s, although Hong Kong's Central has already shown a certain degree of prosperity, there are not many tall buildings.

The tallest building is only about 10 stories high. They stand there silently like shy children, yet to fully bloom their brilliance.

Those skyscrapers that later sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain are now just vague shadows, as if waiting for the opportunity to come.

Passing through Central, what appears before your eyes is a group of low-rise buildings. They seem like a group of old people who have experienced many vicissitudes of life, dilapidated and without any planning at all.

He Yuzhu stood in this messy area, his eyes full of contempt. He thought to himself that the real estate industry did not seem to be booming, and the idea of ​​selling pre-sale properties was just beginning.

The four great families that became famous in later generations were still unknown at this moment and had not yet shown their glory. Hong Kong was now in a latent period of rapid development, and everything seemed so calm and full of expectations.

It was not until the 70s that these people began to truly rise and open a new chapter for Hong Kong.

But at this time, they have indeed begun to emerge.

Take Li Ka Shing, the famous richest man in Hong Kong, for example. In 50, he keenly sensed the market opportunities and decisively started selling those exquisite plastic flowers.

With his extraordinary business acumen and unremitting hard work, by 58, he had successfully entered the real estate industry, a field with great potential.

In the prosperous area of ​​North Point, he personally supervised the construction of a 12-storey industrial building, which embodied his countless efforts and wisdom.

After the building was completed, he quickly put most of the space on the market for rent to obtain a good return on capital.

The other part is reserved for the factory's own use, which not only meets production needs but also increases additional income by renting out the remaining part.

He Yuzhu accidentally learned of this eye-catching news while reading the newspaper in the past two days.

He thought to himself that he would have to start making some careful plans in Hong Kong in the near future. After all, the land prices there were really cheap now.

You must buy more high-quality land to accumulate enough wealth for the future, otherwise what will happen to your dozens of children? What will they eat and drink?

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but frowned slightly. Then,

Du Weixiang asked curiously: "These floors seem so high, why do you look so contemptuous?"

He Yuzhu asked back with a puzzled look on his face: "Is this floor really considered high?"

"There are no buildings higher than ten stories in Beijing, there are only a few tall buildings."

He Yuzhu shook his head. At that time, Hong Kong had not yet entered a period of rapid development.

The tallest building now has only eighteen floors.

The Standard Chartered Bank Building, standing tall in the Hong Kong River, stands like a majestic giant in the bustling area of ​​4-4A Des Voeux Road Central, Central, Hong Kong Island.

As the Hong Kong headquarters of Standard Chartered Bank, the entire building has 18 neatly arranged and exquisite floors. It looks very imposing from a distance.

After hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with doubt, and then he couldn't hide his inner curiosity and asked: "Are you envious?"

Du Weixiang raised her head slightly, her eyes gleaming with confidence, and answered firmly, "Of course."

Looking at Du Weixiang's suspicious eyes, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled:

"I'll buy a piece of land later and build you a house taller than this one."

Du Weixiang covered her nose and said in disbelief, "You're just bragging."

He Yuzhu shook his head gently, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and said slowly: "You don't know the strength of your man."

Du Weixiang was well aware of He Yuzhu's power. She knew, of course, that this young man could enter the realm of Baodan so easily, which was definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

But when she thought about the huge project of purchasing land and building a high-rise building, she couldn't help but worry, and asked with a slightly questioning tone:

"I admit that you are very powerful and hard to beat, but where do you get the money? And you want to buy land and build a high-rise building?"

He Yuzhu smiled mysteriously, a cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Don't worry, I am capable of more than this. When the time is right, you will see it naturally."

After saying that, he pulled Du Weixiang forward, leaving the Standard Chartered Bank building behind, as if foreshadowing more possibilities in the future...

As for money, I don't have much saved, but when it comes to supplies, I do have some!

He Yuzhu shook his head helplessly. He knew it was useless to argue with this woman, so he simply ignored her.

But he was always thinking about how to cash in the piles of supplies in the space. Back then, he went to Moscow to do business, and he made a lot of trips, and he made more than 200 million in total.

But later, in order to rescue Elena's father, he wasted a lot of time and exchanged all the cash for supplies and dirty money from the gangs. After such an operation, the total value of the supplies in his hands suddenly increased to tens of millions.

Although he took out some supplies for emergency after returning home, for him, that was just the tip of the iceberg. The really valuable things were still well kept in the space.

If the materials worth tens of millions of RMB were converted into Hong Kong dollars, the number would have to be tripled!

The situation of the Hong Kong dollar has quietly changed today. It is no longer closely linked to the US dollar, but has established a unique peg with the once glorious British pound.

After learning the exchange rate information from the newspapers that smelled of ink, after careful calculation, the value of this batch of goods was approximately around 3000 million Hong Kong dollars.

You should know that the funds required to build a 12-story industrial building are only a few million.

If they could successfully exchange these precious materials for cash, the amount would be enough for them to purchase dozens of buildings of this size.

At this critical moment, the most important thing is to go all out to complete the assigned task, try their best to find the guy who poses a serious threat to the newspaper, and properly eliminate them, while also ensuring their own safety.

At this moment, the Leyland bus with a red front, like a loyal guardian, slowly drove into the bustling Wan Chai.

The three of them got off the train one by one, and then walked towards the outside of the newspaper office with steady steps.

What comes into view is a brand new building. In the past, this should have been a bustling restaurant, but last year, it was purchased by the newspaper company with a discerning eye.

After careful renovation and restoration, the newspaper office moved in smoothly and began operations.

The three of them did not rush into the mysterious building. They just walked slowly around its periphery, carefully observing everything around them. They did not seem to find anything unusual or worrying.

Then he slowly came to the rather grand Leo Hotel next to him, pushed open the glass door, walked to the front desk skillfully, and went through the room booking procedures in fluent English. After a short while, he successfully booked two comfortable rooms.

As soon as she stepped into the warm house, Du Weixiang seemed to have put aside all her fatigue. She couldn't wait to drop the slightly heavy package in her hand, and like a happy little deer, she pounced on the soft Simmons bed and sank deeply into it.

A satisfied smile rose unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured to himself:

"That's good now. I don't have to worry about grandpa hearing those noises."

He Yuzhu, who was standing by, looked at her like this and couldn't help but shook his head, a trace of helplessness and pampering flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile:

"You little slut, you only think about these messy things every day."

When Du Weixiang heard this, her face instantly turned lightly red, as beautiful as peach blossoms blooming in spring. She said with a slight frown:

"I just want to give you a cute baby. What's wrong with that?"

The two of them began to chat about the topic of having children, which was full of tenderness and a little shy. Although He Yuzhu was a little shaken, he was not going to let her give birth to a child for him so soon, so he cleverly found an excuse to fool her.

Du Weixiang didn't seem to give up. After a while, she asked directly:

"So what are you going to do? You can't keep dragging it on like this."

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment, his eyes revealing a firmness, and he slowly said: "This matter is actually very easy to handle. When night falls, we will quietly check out the gang forces around us, and then use our wisdom and courage to subdue them and make them our helpers."

When Du Weixiang heard this, his eyes widened and he said in surprise:

"You want to get involved in gangs? This is a very dangerous thing. What if something goes wrong?"

He Yuzhu patted her shoulder gently and comforted her: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. We will be careful and will not put ourselves in danger."

"Of course not. The three of us are complete outsiders. When we arrived here, we were completely in the dark and couldn't see or touch anything."

At this time, trying to find the so-called bad guy is like looking for a needle in a haystack!

"The simplest and most direct way is to subdue some of those messy underworld people, and then let your grandfather be the majestic boss, and lead them to conquer a large area of ​​​​the surrounding area!"

"But, Grandpa is already so old, how can you still order him around? He must be so tired."

"Well, how about I use you? Can you do it?"