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Chapter 1933: Late night meeting

In the early hours of midnight, a Gulfstream G550 private jet landed at Hong Kong Island International Airport.

At the same time, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom and two Mercedes-Benz S-Classes have been waiting here for a long time.

According to the relevant regulations of the airport, it is definitely impossible to fly the plane into the airport without the ability of hands and eyes.

Just like Lu Beichen before, when he went to pick up Lin Jingzhan, he also drove inside.

And something like this also happened on Hong Kong Island.

In front of the Rolls-Royce, nine people stood.

One of the people standing at the front was wearing a dark blue suit and looked to be in his forties.

He looked at his watch from time to time, as if checking the time.

Behind him, there were eight bodyguards in black, looking intently ahead.

Like eight wooden stakes driven into the ground.

The middle-aged man's name is Li Zhenquan, and he is one of the four vice-presidents of Hongmen.

The plane came to a slow stop on the runway, then the door opened, and Evans and Walker got off the plane.

At the same time, Li Zhenquan walked over with a smile and shook hands with the two of them warmly.

"The last time we met was in the UK a year ago. I didn't expect you to come to Hong Kong Island this time."

"Yes, you seem to be getting younger and younger." Evans smiled and joked, "The life here on Hong Kong Island is indeed much better than ours."

"We welcome you two from now on and come to our place often."

"Thanks for the hospitality."

After a few simple polite words, Li Zhenquan made an inviting gesture and welcomed the two of them into the car.

Immediately, escorted by two Mercedes-Benz S-Classes, they arrived at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel on Hong Kong Island.

Coincidentally, the place where Lin Yi killed Fu Xi was also the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

After getting off the bus in front of the hotel, Evans and Walker adjusted their suits respectively.

Under the leadership of Li Zhenquan, we entered the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

The three of them took the elevator and arrived at the 45th floor of the hotel.

Just after getting out of the elevator, you can see more than twenty men in black standing on both sides, making a huge noise and full of aura.

Not far away, there were two dark golden doors. Li Zhenquan said to the two of them:

"Mr. Evans, Mr. Walker, the president is waiting for you inside."

"good."

Li Zhenquan stood outside the door. There seemed to be no door to enter.

Hongmen's men standing at the door opened the heavy and imposing door, and Evans and Walker walked in side by side.

Behind the door is a huge living room.

As soon as you enter, you can smell the strong aroma of tea.

There were no extra people inside, only a man with half a hair, slightly stout, but seemingly more powerful than Li Zhenquan.

And he is none other than Fang Dezong, the leader of the Hongmen in Hong Kong Island.

Seeing the two people coming in, Fang Dezong stood up with a smile, went up to them, and shook hands with them warmly.

"You two, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Master Guild Superintendent is too polite."

It was completely different from their attitude when meeting Li Zhenquan. When facing Fang Dezong, the expressions of the two of them were obviously much more polite. When speaking, they even bowed slightly unconsciously.

The reason for such a move is that Fang Dezong's identity is completely different from that of Li Zhenquan.

In Freemasonry, the person with the most power is their president, followed by the master.

Under these two, there are three deputy supervisors, who are responsible for different regional duties.

But in addition, there are six overseas deputy masters in Freemasonry.

They don't have any substantive positions at the headquarters, they are just in name.

What they really control are the overseas branches of Freemasonry.

And Fang Dezong is one of them.

But if we really compare, there is still a slight gap between foreign deputy supervisors like Fang Dezong and the deputy supervisors at the headquarters.

Evans and Walker are two of the twelve Grand Masters of Freemasonry. Compared with Fang Dezong, they are still one level behind.

But such a gap is not insurmountable, so Fang Dezong will wait for the two to come over at this time.

After the three of them sat down, a tall woman wearing a cheongsam walked in from the outside, served tea to the three of them, made a cup of the best Dahongpao, and then turned around and left elegantly.

Although the high-slit cheongsam reached the root of the thighs, neither Evans nor Walker appreciated it too much.

"Master Supervisor, how have things been going on on Hong Kong Island these days?" Evans took a sip of tea and said casually, as if talking about everyday matters.

"The situation here is relatively stable, but there are some disobedient people, but they have all been dealt with."

Although his position was higher than that of Evans and Walker, Fang Dezong was also extremely polite.

Great respect was given to both of them.

They are the chief guards of the headquarters. They come here to represent the will of the headquarters, so naturally they have to be polite.

"What about the development of new drugs?" Walker asked.

"According to market feedback, the effect of the second-generation medicine seems to be somewhat unsatisfactory, and there is still a gap between it and what has been developed by the Mitsui family. However, the third-generation medicine is under development. I think it should be able to catch up with the Mitsui family in terms of effect.

We can monopolize the Asian market."

Fang Dezong also took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup and said:

"The two of you came to Hong Kong Island overnight, probably not just for this matter. Is there any new news from the headquarters?"

Evans nodded, "The C-class drug newly developed by the headquarters was lost in Qatar."

Fang Dezong's expression paused, "How could such an important thing go wrong?"

"This incident was an accident. Fuxi of Black Snake secretly offended someone. At that time, his enemies came to the door and killed him. The trial potion we gave him was also lost."

Fang Dezong paused for a few seconds, his eyes shining brightly.

"When you two come here, is it possible that the person who killed Fauci was from Hong Kong Island?"

Evans shook his head, "Maybe it's China's Central Guard Brigade."

"Zhongwei Brigade!"

When he heard the words "Zhongwei Brigade", Fang Dezong's expression was extremely unnatural.

He knows very well what kind of organization the Zhongwei Brigade is.

As the strongest official force in China, the Zhongwei Brigade has been neutral for a long time and cannot possibly participate in such disputes.

"What's the specific situation?" Fang Dezong said:

"Is there any other misunderstanding? Based on my understanding of the Zhongwei Brigade, it is unlikely that they would do such a thing."

"Don't think too much of the Central Guard Brigade, they are also a group of thugs." Walker shrugged and said:
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