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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 pierced through their clothes and sank deep into their stomachs.
Intense pain struck instantly, causing the three men to let out miserable howls, and their guns fell uncontrollably to the ground with a crisp sound.
At this moment, Du Guanghe was like a fierce cheetah. After throwing the wooden stick as a hidden weapon, he leaped out of the house without hesitation and rushed into the chaotic crowd in a flash.
He moved swiftly, first kicking the three pistols away with a powerful kick.
He then launched a furious attack, punching and kicking, and the men in black fell to the ground like fragile straws under his assault.
In the blink of an eye, he completely took control of the scene, and everyone was knocked to the ground, losing the ability to resist.
Once the situation had stabilized, Du Guanghe slowly put away all his guns and machetes, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He ordered his men to work in pairs to carefully carry the injured man out. Throughout the process, the scene was silent, with only the groans of the injured man and the shock in everyone's hearts.
The group of people escorted the three men to their hideout.
Although the three men were restricted in their movements because of the wooden sticks stuck in their stomachs, they still showed resentment and fear.
Du Guang was a ruthless man. At his command, his men each picked up a knife and stabbed the three men without mercy.
The sound of the blade piercing flesh echoed in the air, and blood gushed out instantly. The three men stared wide-eyed, filled with despair, and finally breathed their last at the hands of their underlings.
Du Guanghe watched this scene with a cruel smile on his face. He then ordered his men to properly dispose of the three bodies and begin looting all their valuables.
Back in the yard, I thought I could relax for a while, but I suddenly heard a rhythmic shaking sound coming from the bedroom, as if someone was struggling inside.
Du Guang's heart tightened, and he sighed, knowing there must be a reason for it. He then used his lightness skill to quietly return to his room through the window.
The next morning, after Du Weixiang got up, he asked about what happened the night before. When he learned that the three ringleaders had been stabbed to death, he frowned slightly and said slowly, "They got off too easily."
After a simple breakfast, the grandfather and grandson picked up their luggage and prepared to leave.
However, there are no vehicles in the area, making travel extremely inconvenient, and they have to change to different modes of transportation multiple times.
First, we traveled from Sheung Shui to Kowloon Pier, then took a ferry to Central Pier, and then changed cars again. After a long and tiring journey, we finally arrived in Wan Chai.
Queen's Road East, like a winding dragon, sits in the bustling Central district. Its unique name has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds, becoming one of the iconic landmarks of Central.
This road carries countless stories and memories, and now it is even more famous because it was once written into that popular song.
The newspaper office is quietly located at 387 Queen Road East, which is the farthest eastern end of Queen Road East.
Beyond this boundary lies Wong Nai Chung Road, the only way to Happy Valley Sports Ground and an important venue for Jockey Club races.
On race days, the place becomes bustling and lively, as if the whole world is focused on it.
Now that we've just entered the 60s, Hong Kong's Central district is already showing signs of prosperity, but there aren't many high-rise buildings yet.
The tallest buildings are only about 10 stories high. They stand there quietly like shy children, not yet fully displaying their brilliance.
Those skyscrapers that later sprang up like mushrooms after rain were still just vague shadows at this moment, as if waiting for the right opportunity to arrive.
Passing through Central, what comes into view is a cluster of low-rise buildings, which resemble a group of elderly people who have experienced many vicissitudes of life, dilapidated and without any planning.
He Yuzhu stood in this messy area, his eyes filled with disdain. He thought to himself, it seems that the real estate industry has not yet taken off, and the idea of selling apartments off-plan is only just beginning.
Those four great families that would later become renowned are still unknown at this time, their glory yet to be revealed. Hong Kong is currently in a period of rapid, latent development; everything seems so calm yet full of anticipation.
These people wouldn't truly rise to prominence until the 70s, ushering in a new chapter for Hong Kong.
However, at this time, they had indeed begun to show their talent.
Take Li Ka-shing, Hong Kong's famous richest man, for example. Starting in 50, he keenly sensed the market opportunity and decisively began selling those exquisite plastic flowers.
With his exceptional business acumen and relentless hard work, by 58 he had successfully entered the highly promising real estate industry.
In the bustling area of North Point, he personally oversaw the construction of a 12-story industrial building, which embodied countless efforts and wisdom of his.
After the building was completed, he quickly put most of the space on the market for rent in order to obtain a substantial financial return.
The other part is reserved for the factory's own use, which satisfies the production needs and can also generate additional income by renting out the remaining part.
He Yuzhu learned of this remarkable news by chance while flipping through the newspapers in the past two days.
He secretly pondered that he should start making careful plans in Hong Kong soon, since land prices there are really cheap these days.
We must acquire as much prime land as possible to accumulate enough wealth for the future. Otherwise, what will happen to our dozens of children? What will they eat? What will they drink?
Thinking of this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but frown slightly. Then,
Du Weixiang asked curiously, "These floors look so tall, why do you still look at them with a hint of disdain?"
He Yuzhu asked with a puzzled look, "Is this floor really considered high?"
"There aren't any buildings in Beijing that are taller than ten stories; there are only a few tall buildings."
He Yuzhu shook his head. At this time, Hong Kong had not yet entered a period of rapid development.
The tallest building now is only eighteen stories high.
The Standard Chartered Bank Building stands majestically in the heart of Hong Kong Island, at 4-4A Des Voeux Road Central.
As the Hong Kong headquarters of Standard Chartered Bank, the building has 18 neat and exquisite floors, and it looks quite impressive from a distance.
Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, but he couldn't hide his curiosity and asked, "Are you envious?"
Du Weixiang tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with confidence, and answered firmly, "Of course."
Seeing the doubt in Du Weixiang's eyes, he smiled slightly and said:
"I'll buy a piece of land later and build you one that's even taller than this."
Du Weixiang covered her nose and said with a disbelieving look, "You're just bragging."
He Yuzhu shook her head gently, a hint of helplessness in her eyes, and said slowly, "You don't know how capable your man is."
Du Weixiang knew He Yuzhu's prowess well. She knew that this young man was no ordinary person, as he could enter the realm of Baodan so easily.
But the thought of such a massive project as purchasing land and building high-rises still made her worry, and she asked with a slightly doubtful tone:
"I admit you're very skilled and hard to beat, but where did you get the money? You want to buy land and build skyscrapers?"
He Yuzhu smiled mysteriously, a sly glint in his eyes, and said softly, "Don't worry, my abilities go far beyond this. You'll see when the time is right."
After saying that, he pulled Du Weixiang along and continued walking forward, leaving the Standard Chartered Bank building behind them, as if foreshadowing more possibilities for the future...
As for money, I don't have much saved up, but when it comes to supplies, I have plenty!
He Yuzhu shook his head helplessly. He knew there was no point in arguing with this woman, so he simply ignored her.
But he was constantly thinking about how to monetize the mountain of supplies piled up in his space. Back then, when he went to Moscow to do business, he made countless trips and earned more than 200 million in total.
However, in order to rescue Elena's father, he wasted a lot of time, exchanging all his cash for supplies and dirty money from the gangsters. After this series of transactions, the total value of the supplies he had suddenly increased to tens of millions.
Although he used some supplies for emergency relief after returning to China, it was only the tip of the iceberg for him. The truly valuable items were still safely stored in his spatial storage.
Those supplies, worth tens of millions of RMB, would triple in value if converted to Hong Kong dollars!
The situation of the Hong Kong dollar has quietly changed. It is no longer closely linked to the US dollar, but has instead established a unique peg to the once-glorious British pound.
After learning about this exchange rate information from those newspapers that still smelled of ink, and after some careful calculation, the value of this batch of goods was estimated to be around HK$3000 million.
It's worth noting that the cost of building a 12-story industrial building is only a few million dollars.
If they could successfully convert these precious resources into cash, the amount would be so large that they could purchase dozens of buildings of this size.
At this critical moment, the most important thing is to do everything in our power to complete the assigned task, to do everything possible to find the person who poses a serious threat to the newspaper, and to deal with them properly, while also ensuring their own safety.
Just then, the red-fronted Leyland bus, like a loyal guardian, slowly drove into the bustling Wan Chai.
The three of them stepped off the train one by one, and then walked steadily toward the outside of the newspaper office.
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 that newspaper with its keen eye for talent.
After careful renovation and repair, the newspaper office was able to move in smoothly and begin operations.
The three did not rush into the mysterious building, but walked slowly around it, carefully observing everything around them. They did not seem to find anything unusual or worrying.
Then, she slowly arrived at the rather grand Liyue Hotel next to her, pushed open the glass door, walked skillfully to the front desk, and went through the room check-in procedures in fluent English. Before long, she successfully checked in two comfortable rooms.
As soon as she stepped into the cozy room, Du Weixiang seemed to shed all her fatigue. She couldn't wait to drop the slightly heavy package in her hand and pounced on the soft Simmons bed like a happy little deer, sinking deep into it.
A satisfied smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he murmured to himself:
"That's great, now I don't have to worry about Grandpa hearing those noises anymore."
Looking at her like this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but shake his head, a hint of helplessness and doting in his eyes, and said with a smile:
"You little pervert, all you ever think about are these kinds of messy things."
Upon hearing this, Du Weixiang's face instantly flushed a faint blush, as delicate and beautiful as a peach blossom in spring. She gently scolded:
"She just wants to have a lovely child for you, what's wrong with that?"
The two began chatting about the warm yet slightly shy topic of having children. Although He Yuzhu was somewhat hesitant, he still didn't intend for her to have his child so soon, so he cleverly found an excuse to brush her off.
Du Weixiang didn't seem to give up so easily. After a while, she asked directly:
"So what are you planning to do? We can't just keep dragging this on."
He Yuzhu pondered for a moment, his eyes revealing a firm resolve, and slowly said, "This matter is actually quite easy to handle. When night falls, we can quietly go and investigate which gangs and forces are around, and then, with our wisdom and courage, we can subdue them and make them our allies."
Upon hearing this, Du Weixiang's eyes widened, and she said with a face full of surprise:
"You want to get involved in organized crime? That's a very dangerous thing. What if something goes wrong?"