The Governor's House, located at the side gate on Lower Albert Road, has long been the preferred end point of the procession for Hong Kong people when social movements erupt.

Generally speaking, whether it is the workers' movement or the anti-black artists in Hong Kong, they basically use the pier of the Star Ferry in Central as the starting point of the demonstration, and the end point of the activity is the side gate of the Hong Kong Governor's House on Lower Albert Road.

I have to say that the relationship between Han Daoben and Ouyang Wenhui in Hong Kong society is still very deep.

Faced with the tide of pro-democracy demonstrations in Hong Kong in support of the mainland at this time, I don't know what relationship the two used, and they stubbornly brought the end point of the non-stop procession to the main gate of the Hong Kong Governor's Palace.

In the past, the crowds of people at the side gate of the Hong Kong Governor's Mansion ridiculed, and nearly 100 men in black suits and dark toad glasses pulled up several nylon partitions on both sides of the road.

Dozens of young men who took off their glasses intercepted passing vehicles and pedestrians, and from time to time there were shouts and curses.

Watching a blue van turn around from the corner of the street, Han Daoben took off his sunglasses, called out to Ouyang Wenhui, who was directing the maintenance of order, and pointed to the sea lion bread that made him feel remorseful.

Probably considering Liang Yuan's bad taste, Qi Lianshan transferred all the company's sea lion bread.

A series of nine sea lion breads not only contained Liang Yuan and his party and a lot of props and other things, Xiong Weixin's subordinates in Hong Kong occupied six cars.

When Tang Wan read Liang Yuan's stunned script, she immediately realized that the so-called internal vigilance on the set needs to be absolutely credible and reliable, and there is no one more suitable for this job in Hong Kong than Wilson Xiong.

No one thought about it. Xiong Weixin was able to make the expansion of the National Security Task Force so astonishing.

At this time, the Republic of China was in a great tide of disarmament, limited by the economic capacity and policy imbalance of the Republic, and many veterans were living in hardship, and a considerable number of people in the big circle of Hong Kong at that time were originally employed as soldiers.

The special operations brigade is no exception under this general trend, the so-called iron-clad battalion and flowing soldiers, among the countless old subordinates sent away by Xiong Weixin, many people's lives are also unsatisfactory, and it is inevitable that they will complain to Xiong Weixin, the old boss and old leader, in ordinary communications, the profession of special forces sounds cool, but unfortunately in reality and raising a family are completely two completely different skill trees.

Xiong Weixin, who was supported by Liang Yuan, realized that Guoan had made a fortune and was full of spirits. For a time, telegram calls were sent innumerable. If it weren't for a trace of calmness, Xiong Weixin would have been able to expand the headquarters of the National Security Operations Department in the capital to the brigade level in a short period of time.

Although Xiong Weixin looks extremely rude, he doesn't look like a ghost at all. In fact, it is thick and fine. Although the scale of the national security task force in the capital is not large. However, Xiong Weixin imitated the past when the national army received it, and with a letter of appointment, he stuffed all the personnel who came this time into the Southeast Asian branch under Weng Chengji's name.

There are at least a dozen countries scattered throughout Southeast Asia, and a hundred people in each country are equivalent to a glass of water thrown into the desert. No matter how you look at it, it won't look dazzling.

This time Tang Wan put forward his own vigilance, Weng Chengji was just idle and itchy, and Xiong Weixin applied to take over this task, and by the way, he also planned to use his power for personal gain to actually inspect how much of the old comrade-in-arms' business level was left.

The so-called people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away, Han Daoben looked like a bluffing man, and after Xiong Weixin's subordinates got off the car, he suddenly became shorter.

Clothes of the same color, similar glasses, the bearings of the two groups are simply worlds apart.

After seven or eight people came down one after another, Xiong Weixin jumped out of the third sea lion bread with a jet-black Barrett sniper rifle.

"You local snakes are not bad, but the nearby Hong Kong police have really been fooled by you. Xiong Weixin patted Ouyang Wenhui's shoulder with satisfaction.

Han Daoben's eyes were as wide as a large table tennis ball, and the experience of the perennial gangsters told Han Daoben that the big man in front of him was definitely carrying a real guy.

What the hell is this man doing? Holding a large-caliber sniper rifle, he appeared on the streets of Hong Kong in a grand manner.

Before Han Daoben could open his questions, the guy in the hands of another big man who got out of the car completely made Han Daoben petrified on the spot.

Although Han Daoben did not recognize the specific model, the dark green military paint, the thickness of an adult's neck, and the simple sighting equipment on the cartridge made Han Daoben, who had filmed the Golden Triangle drug trafficking film, clearly know that it was a single anti-armor equipment.

"me, you, you're not going to attack the Governor's Palace. An extremely trembling voice hesitated.

OUYANG WENHUI ALSO DISCOVERED THE BRITISH ARMY'S LAO-80 94MM CALIBER ROCKET LAUNCHER THAT WENG CHENGJI WAS CARRYING.

"Do you think that the former president of the Jardine Matheson Group in Hong Kong will ask you to help us attack the official residence of the current governor of Hong Kong?"

Although the words are more tongue-twisting, Xiong Weixin still clearly expressed a very disdainful attitude towards Ouyang Wenhui's IQ.

In addition to the financial certificate issued by Deutsche Bank, the reason why Han Daoben and Ouyang Wenhui were able to be honest and obedient and did not dare to think about it at all was that in addition to the financial certificate issued by Deutsche Bank, Niu Bijian's involvement in the incident was also an extremely important reason.

Han Daoben and Ouyang Wenhui are both natives of Hong Kong Island, and the two people who have vaguely touched the edge of that circle really know the essence of Hong Kong society, so the Jardine family is simply a sky-like existence in the eyes of the two, even if it is the ex, it is enough to deter the two of them.

"I can't even recognize a plastic prop, and now the community is getting more and more degenerate. Xiong Weixin shook his head and sighed.

Han Dao dared to swear by Guan Erye's name that the things in the hands of these two people were definitely real guys, as long as their eyesight and IQ were normal, they could distinguish the reflection of the completely different textures between steel and plastic.

However, looking at the expressionless people scattered in the crowd under him, Han Daoben wisely chose to shut up.

"Here we're taking over, you guys, and expanding the perimeter a little bit. Xiong Weixin pointed to the corner of the street where he had come.

This section of the road is surrounded by the gardens of the Governor's Mansion on one side, and there are no large commercial facilities on the other side, so it is possible to temporarily cut off them.

Pulling Ouyang Wenhui, who was still in a daze, Han Daoben grinned and squeezed out a stiff smile, waved his hand to the subordinates around him, and dragged Ouyang Wenhui away. (To be continued......)