Mr. Huo's tone was calm, but his question was full of profound meaning. In addition to the literal meaning, there were also two hidden meanings.
The first is to ask, Du Weiguo's current position, why he works for such a company that specializes in serving Citizen's military bases.
The second is to ask, with this arrangement, is he performing some secret latent mission at the moment?
Du Weiguo has experienced ups and downs now, and is well-versed in human nature. Naturally, he immediately understood what Huo Xian meant. He nodded first, then shook his head, his tone was calm and slightly melancholy:
"Mr. Huo, some of Hantang Group's businesses are indeed related to Citigroup's military bases, and they are just a temporary solution to borrow money from others.
In as little as 3 years, as long as 5 years, the Han and Tang Group will surely rise and become a business giant and underground overlord in Pattaya and even Siam, while I am just living in a foreign land, just making a living."
"Business tycoon, underground overlord?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huo raised his thick eyebrows slightly, repeated it, tasted the meaning carefully, and asked with a smile:
"What a spirit! My friend, you said you were just making a living, so I'm afraid you're being self-effacing. Is this Han and Tang Group, which has the power to devour whales and swallow dragons, be your handiwork?"
Du Weiguo did not answer the question and changed the topic with a smile:
"Mr. Huo, I haven't asked you yet, where are you from?"
Mr. Huo's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he pursed his lips and smiled. Sometimes not answering is also an answer. He has already got the answer.
Then he sighed softly and rubbed his hands subconsciously:
"Well, I went to London before. I need to take care of some small matters and stop by Hong Kong Island."
Du Weiguo saw that Huo Xian's brows were full of depression, as if he had something unspeakable, and his heart moved, and he couldn't help but feel curious:
"Mr. Huo, what kind of trouble are you in? If it's not a confidential matter, you might as well talk to me about it."
Mr. Huo raised his lips slightly and shook his head:
"Hey, what's the secret? It's just that those foreigners don't want people like me to become bigger and stronger, and they always make things difficult for me."
"A person like you? A conscientious and patriotic man?"
Du Weiguo asked casually. Mr. Huo clapped his hands and laughed, looking happy. He patted Du Weiguo's shoulder gently and said warmly:
"I'm not a big shot, but I am a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, and patriotism is a matter of course. Little friend Wesley, with your words like this, I, Huo Yindong, am worthy!"
Du Weiguo also laughed. He didn't know enough about Mr. Huo's history, but from his few words, he could tell that he was being targeted by a certain force.
"Mr. Huo, tell me exactly how you made things difficult. I really can't help, but I might be able to help you with the details."
"Haha, that's fine. It's been a long journey and nothing happened. If you don't find it boring, let me tell you that I built a building at the Star Ferry Pier in Tsim Sha Tsui. Recently~"
(Everyone should understand the Xingguang Xing incident for themselves. I am afraid of being banned, so I won’t write about it.)
Huo Xian made a conclusion with some melancholy:
"People are humble when they leave their hometown. Although we are now in the land of China, we are restrained by others everywhere and allow others to show off their power. Alas~"
Du Weiguo was silent and felt sad. This was the legacy of the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, caused by hundreds of years of weakness. It was hard to recover and could not be reversed in a moment.
The atmosphere of the conversation was a bit solemn. Huo Xian raised his thick eyebrows and changed the subject naturally:
"My friend, tell me about Pattaya, how good is the business environment there? Is there anything happening in the real estate sector?"
Du Weiguo was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Huo, do you mean you want to invest in Pattaya?"
Huo Xian nodded:
"Yes, after all, I am also a businessman. There are millions of Chinese in Siam. If there is something to be done, it is also a good investment choice."
Du Weiguo pondered for a moment and was about to speak. At this time, the capable and beautiful flight attendant had just finished inspecting the economy cabin and returned to the first class cabin.
As a routine, greet every first-class passenger cordially and ask about their needs, suggestions, etc.
This was her standard work procedure, which was lackluster. Du Weiguo originally planned to say a few casual words, but when the flight attendant spoke to him.
Du Weiguo's eyes couldn't help but narrowed. He was very sensitive to the fact that the steward was absent-minded when he spoke.
No, to be precise, she was actually very nervous now, her eyes were wandering, her expression was dull, and she was peeking at Mr. Huo intentionally or unintentionally.
Recalling the unusual behavior of the Arab at the airport and Huo Xian's two white bodyguards, Du Weiguo suddenly became alert.
Du Weiguo remained calm and secretly looked at the steward carefully. He was wearing a well-fitting dark blue uniform. He was beautiful, mature and capable, and was about 27 or 8 years old.
She should be from Hong Kong Island. She speaks English, Cantonese and Siamese very fluently. Except for her wandering eyes and slight nervousness, everything is perfect.
On the left side of her chest was a metal badge with an English name on it, Susanna.
At this time, Susanna had ended her conversation with Du Weiguo and was talking to Mr. Huo:
"Mr. Huo, I heard that you like to drink, may I pour you a glass of champagne? The champagne we prepared is from Aisne, France, and the quality is pretty good."
"Okay, thank you."
Mr. Huo nodded noncommittally. Just as Susanna was about to get up and leave, Du Weiguo suddenly asked.
"Your name is Suzanne?"
Susanna paused as she stood up, squatted down again, turned her head and showed a professional fake smile to Du Weiguo:
"Yes, Mr. Wesley, my name is Susanna."
Du Weiguo said in an unhurried tone: "Susanna, are you married?"
"No, no~"
This question was a bit abrupt, Susanna seemed a little flustered, and even Huo Xian's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Huo Lili, who had been eavesdropping, pricked up her ears and looked extremely complicated, but Du Weiguo didn't take it seriously and continued to ask:
"So do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, Mr. Wesley."
At this time, Susanna subconsciously made the same action for the third time, gently touching the right pocket of her jacket with her right hand.
"Oh, that's great, Susanna, I have a friend who is very good. I can introduce him to you another day."
"Oh, thank you very much for your kindness, Mr. Wesley. Is there anything else you need?"
Susanna breathed a sigh of relief and smiled a little reluctantly. At this moment, her hairline was already covered with sweat. She touched her pocket again, and Du Weiguo waved his hand gently:
"It's okay, but Susanna, can you explain~"
Du Weiguo spoke in a low voice. Out of professional inertia, Susanna subconsciously bent down and got closer.
At this moment, Du Weiguo struck like lightning, stretched out two fingers, and took out a small wax-sealed paper package from her right pocket.
"What's this?"
"Ah? This, this is~"
Du Weiguo couldn't help but tore open the paper package, revealing a small light blue capsule inside. He was very familiar with this stuff.
This was clearly a poison sac embedded in the tooth of a special agent. It contained highly toxic potassium cyanide. Du Weiguo's eyes were cold and his tone was stern:
"Suzanne, please explain carefully, what is this thing? Are they the vitamins you prepared with you?"
Mr. Huo had already reacted at this moment. He was well-informed and naturally knew what this was. His face was extremely ugly and he asked in a deep voice:
"Tell me, who gave this to you?"
Susanna sat down on the ground, her face pale, dripping with cold sweat, her lips trembling, and she couldn't speak at all.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from the economy class, a woman's exclamation, and Aaron's violent shout:
"What are you doing!"
Du Weiguo frowned, stood up suddenly, kicked away the exhausted Susanna, and stood in the corridor.
At this time, the economy class side was already in chaos. Du Weiguo's sharp eyes instantly passed through the gap, transcended the chaotic crowd, and saw the situation clearly.
The initiators of the riot were Mr. Huo's two tall white bodyguards. At this moment, they were both carrying a backpack.
One of the guys was struggling with Aaron, while the other was using some unknown tool to destroy the safety door of the plane. There were two passengers lying on the ground who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
Damn it!
Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, he jumped up instantly, and flew out the sunglasses hanging on the collar of his clothes like darts.
The sunglasses crossed the crowd and hit the white man who was trying to destroy the security door accurately in the face. He screamed and the tools in his hand fell to the ground.
Du Weiguo had already rushed toward the economy class like a mad rhinoceros. All the passengers blocking the passage were bumped or pushed by him, and they were violently rushed to both sides.
There was a sudden uproar in the cabin, and everyone was on their backs!
At this time, Aaron and a tall white man were getting together in the middle of the corridor, fighting each other wildly, punching each other hard and making loud banging sounds.
Du Weiguo arrived, his eyes were cold, and almost without thinking, he flew up and kicked Aaron hard on the butt like a galloping horse.
The huge force caused Aaron and the white man to fly out together. The white man's back hit a seat hard, making a cracking sound as the bones cracked.
Immediately, the tall white man let out an extremely shrill wail. At that moment, if there was no parachute backpack behind him to cushion him, his back would have been broken and physically cut in half!
Even so, he broke at least a few bones and lost the ability to move in an instant.
Unlucky Aaron, even with the cushion of flesh pads, his head hit the big white man's chest hard. The huge impact caused him to faint instantly.
Du Weiguo didn't even look at them, he kept passing by them, and in an instant, he had already rushed to the safety door.
At this moment, the white man whose face was blurred by sunglasses had stood up, with blood dripping from his face, and holding a dark guy that looked like a hydraulic crowbar in his hand.
I don’t know how he got this thing on the plane. This guy bent his back, lowered his center of gravity, looked ferocious, made a cautious defensive posture, and stared at Du Weiguo fiercely.
Du Weiguo did not deal with him immediately, but first glanced at the safety door from the corner of his eye. Fortunately, nothing happened. It was a critical moment, so suspenseful!
Damn it, I scared daddy to death! Du Weiguo was really frightened, almost out of his wits. He was frightened just by a quick glance at him.
These two guys must be carrying parachutes. They have extremely evil intentions and actually want to cause an artificial air crash!
It would be really cool if the security door was broken open by them.
This is more than 10,000 meters high in the air. Even the flashing magical skills cannot offset the surging gravity. The only result for Du Weiguo is to turn into a piece of meat pie.
There are often scenes like this in mindless movies, where you jump into the water from a height of hundreds of meters and end up unscathed, nothing happened. This is pure bullshit.
In fact, if the drop exceeds 20 meters, diving will be life-threatening. If the drop exceeds 50 meters, you will definitely die, which is almost the same as falling on the concrete floor.
Until this moment, Du Weiguo had time to take a look at the white man who was waiting for him. The corners of his mouth slightly raised. Damn, looking at this posture, this white-skinned and yellow-haired gorilla really wanted to practice with him.
The white man suddenly raised his free hand, as if he wanted to wipe the blood on his face. Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened and he lunged forward.
"be cheated!"
As soon as Du Weiguo moved, the eyes of this strong white man immediately showed a hint of cunningness to succeed in his conspiracy.
The crowbar in his hand suddenly swung up, like a black light, roaring towards Du Weiguo's head.
This move was powerful and heavy, and it was launched very suddenly. If it hit hard, Du Weiguo would definitely end up with a brain fracture, and there would be no luck.
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of the strong white man's mouth, but a moment later, his smile was fixed on his face.
The heavy hydraulic crowbar, with its huge kinetic energy, was easily grasped by Du Weiguo with only one hand.
Before the strong white man could react, he felt a heartbreaking pain in the shoulder where he was holding the crowbar. Just when he wanted to scream, his chin was already pinched tightly by a pair of big hands.
"Click~"
With a crisp sound, his jaw was dislocated, and then the other shoulder dropped softly. Severe pain hit him, and a tragic and low roar came from the white man's throat.
"Boom!"
The heavy crowbar hit him hard on the forehead. The guy immediately rolled his eyes and fell to the ground on his back, getting rid of the pain.
At this time, in the tail cabin of the plane, a young Asian man wearing a white shirt, dark complexion and sturdy build pushed past the passengers and came out.
He strode to Du Weiguo, holding a revolver in one hand and a pair of handcuffs in the other. He was the air marshal of this plane.
The air marshals of this era were armed with guns. He raised his pistol and roared sternly at Du Weiguo:
"You, put down your weapons immediately, and we will capture you without mercy!"
He sweated a lot, his white shirt was soaked through, and there were obvious indentations from his backpack on his shoulders. Du Weiguo narrowed his eyes and threw the crowbar in his hand towards him.
This guy's reaction was not slow. He quickly dodged the crowbar and was about to shoot. However, at this time, Du Weiguo, who was as fast as lightning, had already followed the crowbar and bullied him in front of him.
The five fingers spread out, and the big hand like an eagle's talon instantly grabbed his wrist, pulled and twisted it violently, and with a click, the hand that held the gun was useless.
The guy's eyes were red from the pain, but he didn't react slowly. He picked up the handcuffs and jerked them towards Du Weiguo's cheek.
Unfortunately, Du Weiguo grabbed his shoulder first and pulled hard. The air marshal's arm was dislocated on the spot and he started wailing uncontrollably.
Du Weiguo caught his pistol, turned the muzzle, and hit him on the head with the butt of the gun without hesitation. The air marshal rolled his eyelids immediately, fell to his knees with a thump, and followed in the footsteps of his companions.
At this time, Mr. Huo, Huo Lili, and Aaron, who had a bruised nose and face, had all crowded in front of him. Mr. Huo asked in a deep voice:
"Wesley, what's going on?"
Du Weiguo looked calm, played with the Colt revolver in his hand, lightly kicked the white man on the ground, and said in a teasing tone:
"Mr. Huo, your two foreign bodyguards are crazy. They want to get off the plane directly. As for this air police officer, he is probably on the same team as the Susanna flight attendant."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huo became furious, his face turned livid, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he was breathing rapidly.
He is well-versed in world affairs and understood instantly that this was a series of murders, one after another, with sinister intentions, and they would lead to his death!
Susanna was the first wave, planning to poison his champagne, but Du Weiguo found out, but failed. The two bodyguards immediately tried to cause an air crash. This was the second wave.
As for the air marshal, it was probably the third wave. Mr. Huo walked up to Du Weiguo, patted Du Weiguo gently, and said in a solemn and sincere tone:
"Thank you very much, Wesley. Not only did you save all the passengers on the plane, you also saved me, Mr. Huo, three times!"
Du Weiguo smiled faintly, shook his head, stretched out four fingers, and said calmly:
"It's four times. There is an Arab guy at the airport. He has a gun in his hand. He should also be targeting you, but I have already taken care of him in advance."