HK Composite: Starting from Shenghe Leading

Chapter 594 What’s going on?
After all, a taxi operating license costs several million yuan, and only the wealthy can afford to play this game.

"drive."

Charles, sitting in the back, watched the heated debate outside the window and felt increasingly irritated, so he quickly began to urge them on.

The driver finally managed to turn the car around, but was stopped by a quick-thinking and daring taxi driver who pounced on the hood like a hungry tiger.

"You think you can just run away after causing an accident? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Unless you can sprout wings and fly away today, you're not getting away!"

With his car blocked and unable to move an inch, Charles became even more frustrated. The fire of irritation in his heart grew stronger and stronger, as if it would burn him completely inside and out.

"Just charge straight in, as long as no one dies."

Charles gritted his teeth, his anger rising from his heart and his malice surging into his heart!
"No, there are so many people here. If things get out of hand, none of us will be able to escape."

"Moreover, the Hong Kong media is very powerful; they will definitely be able to find clues."

"If it gets exposed, it won't be a big deal for us, but for someone of your status, the consequences could be enormous..."

The subordinates dared not carry out such an open order to kill, so they could only try to persuade Charles with tactful words.

"Hmph! What's so great about the Hong Kong media?"

"Could something so powerful be more pervasive than the media of the British Empire?"

Charles may have a bad temper, but that doesn't mean he's stupid.

Now that I've calmed down, I've naturally given up on that idea.

Given his status, even if he hasn't done anything wrong, the media will still try to fabricate some kind of accusation against him. If he actually did something, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Let's just wait. There's nothing we can do now but wait."

Charles closed his eyes, and the people the taxi driver had called appeared, completely surrounding the two Rolls-Royces.

With the Royal Hong Kong Police Force arriving late, the matter took a full half hour to resolve.

Charles didn't get out of the car or show his face during this time, so there was no trouble.

Just when Charles thought it was all over and he could finally get some rest, a phone call came from London.

"A call from London?"

"Who would call me at this time?"

Charles pressed the answer button, puzzled.

As soon as the call connected, I was met with a barrage of insults!
"Fak Chars! Fak Yumad! You're a bastard, a complete bastard!"

"Didn't you say that I've always been the person you love most? Why are so many women suddenly appearing now?"

"You better give me an explanation! Otherwise, I'll definitely bite your dick off while you're asleep!"

As soon as the call connected, before a single word was spoken, the other party launched into a barrage of overly friendly greetings.

The vocabulary is like a machine gun, with no two words ever repeating!

This series of actions caused Prince Charles's brain to completely stop, and he lost all basic thinking functions.

He held a mobile phone in one hand and scratched an itch with the other, looking bewildered and with a hint of grievance.

"I……"

"What am I?"

"you……"

"What are you?"

"Charles, you beast who only thinks with dicks, you're a complete bastard!"

After finishing his sentence, the person on the other end hung up the phone immediately, giving Charles no chance to explain.

This woman is named Camilla Rosemary Shand, and is now the wife of an officer in the British Empire's army. She has two children, a boy and a girl.

Camilla was having an affair with Charles before Princess Diana married him.

They call this love!

In reality, it's nothing more than male thieves and female prostitutes; you're promiscuous enough, and he's wanton enough.

Since getting married, Charles has had many affairs with Camilla, and he was even caught in the act by Diana.

However, this did not deter the two; instead, they became even more outrageous, as it provided them with sufficient excitement.

"What the hell, you bitch!"

Charles cursed and was about to call back to ask what was going on when another call came in.

Moreover, it's in the direction of London.

"What's going on today? So many people are calling me."

Charles muttered a complaint and then answered the phone.

"Charles, come back to London immediately. I want to get a divorce from you."

The voice sounded calm and detached, yet it was filled with a resolute determination that had been completely worn away by emotion!
Clearly, the person on the other end of the phone was Princess Diana.

"Walter?"

"What exactly is going on?"

"You bitch! What's wrong with you now?!"

Charles was completely baffled.

His already underdeveloped brain was completely unable to function or think under these circumstances.

The word Diana uttered instantly caused him to lose all reason!
"Divorce? You must be dreaming!"

"You bitch, let me tell you, I am the first in line to the throne of the British Empire. What right do you have to ask me for a divorce!"

"You've disgraced the royal family, you wretched woman! I must have been blinded by greed to have ever set my sights on you!"

Diana was born into an aristocratic family. She was the youngest daughter of the 8th Earl Spencer. She was dignified and beautiful, and her manners were impeccable, possessing the demeanor of royalty.

She was once called the Rose of England and the People's Princess by the British media.

As a princess, Diana participated in numerous diplomatic visits and charitable activities of the British royal family, visiting countries such as Germany, the United States, Pakistan, Switzerland, Hungary, Egypt, Belgium, France, South Africa, Zimbabwe, and Nepal.

Moreover, she is very passionate about charity work, serving as the chairperson or patron of more than 100 charitable organizations and doing a great deal of advocacy work for the homeless, disabled, children, and people living with HIV/AIDS.

This series of actions garnered Diana widespread media attention and public support.

At the same time, her fashion style is highly sought after and she is regarded as a fashion icon.

However, since marrying Charles, she has suffered from depression and even had suicidal thoughts.

While there are many reasons for this outcome, Charles's frequent infidelity and neglect during her pregnancy were definitely one of the main causes of Diana's depression.

"Royal dignity?"

"Who gives you the right to say that?"

"If you cared about so-called royal dignity, you wouldn't have been messing around with nearly thirty women!"

"And besides women, there were even children and men among them. You are a complete beast in human form."

Upon hearing Diana's heart-wrenching words, Charles's first reaction was not heartache or regret, but astonishment.

How did she know about this?
"how do you know?"

"You bitch! Did you send someone to follow me?"

Charles was indeed a good boy in front of his mother, and he tried his best to portray himself as an ambitious and wise ruler in front of his ministers, but he was a completely different person in front of Diana.

It was as if only in this way could he fully unleash the demons within him!

“Charles, I don’t want to say another word to you. I’m only giving you two days.”

“If you cannot return to London within two days, I will publicly announce the divorce to you.”

"By then, I'll let the whole world know who you are!" Diana said coldly, then hung up the phone without hesitation.

"Fake!!!"

"What on earth is going on?!"

Charles was on the verge of a breakdown because he had no idea what was going on!
First Camilla, then Diana, what's going on?!
Just as Charles was about to ask around, his mobile phone rang again.

This time, Charles felt a sense of fear as he listened to the unchanging telephone ringtone.

The first two phone calls resulted in him being verbally abused and insulted beyond human comprehension...

So what will this phone call be about...?

So hard to guess...

Charles was still hesitating when his mobile phone kept ringing.

"Fake!"

"Done!"

Charles gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and pressed the answer button.

Unlike the previous two phone calls, the other party did not speak immediately, but remained unusually silent.

Since the other party didn't speak, Charles was happy to have some peace and quiet.

And so, the two sides remained locked in this stalemate.

"Charles, it seems you are not suited to be a crown prince. Have you even forgotten the most basic etiquette?"

"As a son, do you expect me, your mother, to greet you first?"

"What an arrogant attitude! You're just a prince and you're already so cocky. If you were king, wouldn't I have to be at your mercy all the time!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice and tone, Charles immediately jumped, almost wetting his pants.

At that moment, it seemed as if even the surrounding temperature had dropped considerably.

He wanted to explain, but was too terrified to utter a single word.

The constant clashing of the upper and lower teeth seemed to be playing a symphony.

"Mother, I..."

"How dare you! Don't call me mother at a time like this; you are merely a subject!"

"Your Majesty, I..."

"Say no more. I order you to return to London as quickly as possible."

After saying a few words, the other party hung up completely.

Charles was first terrified, then disappointed, and finally enraged, throwing his mobile phone out the window, where it was crushed to pieces by passing vehicles!

"Can anyone tell me what happened?!"

"Everything was fine before, why did it suddenly turn out like this!"

"My God! What's going on?!"

Charles was filled with grief and indignation, and no longer caring about royal decorum, he roared to the sky.

Seeing this, the subordinates inside the car didn't dare to say a word. They could only pretend not to see, keeping their heads down and looking down at their noses.

"Are they all dead?"

"Hurry up and find out what happened!"

Charles finally understood that something unexpected must have happened to lead to his current situation.

The subordinates dared not slack off and immediately began to mobilize their personal networks to gather information.

As a result, within five minutes, the expressions on the faces of these subordinates became very strange.

"Your Highness, the world's media are reporting on your news right now, and even the BBC has dedicated a special column to it..."

"I heard the news was about private life..."

The subordinates were very careful with their wording, trying to use euphemistic terms.

"what?!"

Charles's eyes widened; he finally understood why the three of them had reacted that way.

"Go to the nearest newsstand right now and buy the latest newspaper!"

Ten minutes later, Charles looked at the newspaper in his hand, his donkey face as black as the bottom of a pot, gritting his teeth but unable to utter a single word.

[The Crown Prince of England has turned into a notorious womanizer, having cheated on his wife with 56 women since his marriage, and has 13 confirmed illegitimate children—truly a breeding machine!]

Upon seeing this headline, Charles didn't want to read any further and tore the newspaper in his hand to shreds!

"Damn it!"

"What kind of media outlets are these? They're all heartless!"

"This is completely fake news, and this is irresponsible behavior!"

Charles was furious but powerless, and had no choice but to obediently head to the airport and rush back to London as quickly as possible.

Heaven had mercy on him. He rushed to Hong Kong, and before he even got out of his car or touched the ground, he ordered them to return to London immediately.

The long and arduous journey was already too much for this pampered prince!

"Humph!"

"Lin Zehao is lucky. If it weren't for this little incident, he would be kneeling in front of me licking my shoes right now!"

Charles spoke indignantly, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on Lin Zehao.

"Your Highness, registration has begun."

Just as Charles was about to board the plane surrounded by his subordinates, he was blocked by a group of burly men in black suits.

Because he was in a hurry to get on his way, Charles didn't pay attention and just wanted to take a detour, but he found that he was blocked by this group of people from all sides.

At this moment, he and his subordinates were surrounded.

"What do you want? Do you know who I am?"

With his mother pressuring him, Charles had no interest in following the proper procedures and was only thinking about using his royal status to gain influence.

"Of course I know, Prince Charles."

"I heard you've been looking for Brother Hao?"

"Isn't this a coincidence? Brother Hao asked me to pass on a message to you."

Chen Guoqiang sneered, his pectoral muscles beneath his bright red suit already showing signs of flexing.

"Brother Hao?"

"Lin Zehao?!"

Charles searched his mind for a long time before asking somewhat uncertainly.

It wasn't that he looked down on Lin Zehao; he just couldn't understand why the other party, who was merely a businessman, would dare to take the initiative to attack when he should be grateful if he didn't go looking for trouble.

"Yes."

"I wonder if Prince Charles would be available to hear the message I brought?"

Chen Guoqiang appeared calm and composed, but was actually quite excited inside.

Stopping the crown prince of the British Empire is indeed a novel experience.

It seems that, to have reached such a level in the underworld, he is probably unprecedented, if not unparalleled.

(End of this chapter)