A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Brother Quan, why are you here?"

As soon as Wu Fei arrived at the beach in Sai Kung with Long Hair and some equipment, he saw Death all driving over.

Just now, Shan Mingquan called Brother Luo to ask him how things were going, and he told the truth. He didn't expect Brother Luo to ask Shan Mingquan to come over to help.

"Don't think blindly. Brother Luo asked me to come because he wanted to send two people to jump in line."

As he said that, he dragged George out of the car and threw him on the beach. Then he opened the trunk again and took out Scar.

"These two have just grown up, why did they offend Brother Luo?"

The fly walked around George, clicking his tongue in wonder. The fight was like this, which meant that Brother Luo must have been very angry at the time. These two guys definitely had a plan to kill them.

"That dead fish said he wanted to kill Brother Luo. It seems he wasn't joking. This guy is implicated, but he's not a good guy either."

With that said, he threw Scar next to George.

Luan Mingquan looked at what Wuying brought, and said helplessly: "Brother Wuying, do you want it to be so fully prepared, including a mixer truck?"

Parked on the beach was a vehicle used to mix cement at the construction site, as well as a dump truck with several gasoline barrels and half a truck of cement on it.

"Didn't Brother Luo say that he would fill it with cement and throw it into the sea?" Wuying looked at Death Quan strangely, not knowing why he would ask such a question.

"Just mix the cement yourself. How much cement can one person use?"

Death threw a cigarette to Wu Fei, and then asked: "It will cost a lot to hire these two cars, right?"

Wuying looked at the cigarette in his hand and then at the mixer truck on the beach, feeling a little stiff.

It was also his first time doing something like this, so he was a little more prepared.

"Next time something like this happens, just ask Dasha from Saigon. He's very familiar with the job. Just give him some money and you can just watch from the side. You don't have to do it yourself."

Luan Mingquan looked at Wuying's embarrassment and added: "Well...it can be done with twenty thousand yuan."

Wuying continued to remain silent. In order not to leave any clues, he borrowed a loan shark from a habitual criminal at the construction site and bought the car and belongings together for more than 200,000 yuan.

He was still a little proud of this, feeling that he had made a huge profit by buying it from a habitual thief.

But after hearing Luan Mingquan's words, he suddenly felt that he might have been taken advantage of.

"Where is this?" Scar shook his head and spit out a mouthful of water. Just when he wanted to move around, he found that he was tied up and hanging in the air.

There was a bucket in front of him. It seemed that the water that was poured on his face just now came from the bucket.

Looking around, he found that George was getting the same treatment, and there was an unlucky guy with long hair whom he didn't recognize hanging on the other side of him.

There was a crunching sound, and the fierce guy who had beaten him before was rolling a gasoline barrel towards them.

"Are you awake?" Bad Mingquan chuckled, and put the gasoline barrel upright with both hands. "When you wake up, you'll be the first to heal."

After saying that, he pulled Scar's rope and asked him to aim at the gasoline barrel. With a slash of the knife, the rope hanging Scar was cut off, and Scar stood upright in the gasoline barrel.

"Uh huh... hmm." Just as Scar was about to say something, a ball of rag was stuffed into his mouth.

He desperately tried to push the ball of cloth out of his mouth with his tongue, but unfortunately the stuffing was so tight that his efforts were in vain.

I could only watch helplessly as the gasoline barrel under me was filled with cement bit by bit.

"S...ha..., Brother Scar?" George also woke up at this time, but the pain on his body made him take a breath.

"You'd better kill me. I'll remember your faces. When I heal, none of you will be able to escape!"

He struggled wildly, but his suspended body had no strength at all and could only twist around like a salted fish.

Then he almost fainted again from the pain in his limbs, stopped struggling, and only hissed inhalation was left in his mouth.

Only after he calmed down from the pain did George see the current situation clearly. Brother Dao Scar next to him was standing in a gasoline barrel, and the cement had reached his waist.

This is……! ! !

Only now did George understand his current situation. Isn't this the scene of Shen Hai in the movie, except that the protagonists are replaced by himself and Brother Scar.

"You...you...really dare...to kill...to kill someone?"

George was really scared now and asked stammeringly to Death Quan.

Death Quan was using a steel pipe to hit the gasoline barrel so that the cement could fully blend with Brother Scar. Hearing this, he looked up at George and said, "Do you think Brother Luo was scaring you before?"

Shaking his head, he shouted: "Wufya, move quickly, our protagonist can't wait any longer!"

…………

In the housing estate building, Wang Zuluo was eating noodles. There was a clove of garlic on the table, and he picked it up and took a bite from time to time.

"Don't worry in the future, those two gangsters won't cause trouble for you anymore."

Wang Zuluo saw Zhu Wanfang and Guo Xiaozhen sitting on the sofa in silence, not wanting to speak, and gave a vague comfort.

"I'm going to buy a handheld phone tomorrow. If anything happens, just call me."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo took out a money roll made of Hong Kong dollars and threw it to Zhu Wanfang.

Zhu Wanfang hurriedly caught it, and after discovering that it was ten large golden bulls with a face value of one thousand yuan, she immediately looked at Wang Zuluo with wide eyes: "Cousin, are you going to keep me?"

Phew...cough...cough.

Wang Zuluo spat out a mouthful of noodles and almost coughed up tears.

Zhu Wanfang quickly found a towel to wipe Wang Zuluo's mouth, and at the same time helped her cousin pull out the noodles that came out of his nose and throw them away.

"Ahem...cough...don't think blindly in the future."

Wang Zuluo finally took a breath and pushed aside the bowl of noodles he had just sprayed in disgust, pulled the bowl reserved for Death Quan and continued to eat.

"Let me ask you a question, do you know why men want to get married after the age of twenty, but can join the army at the age of eighteen?"

Zhu Wanfang shook her head. Who knows why the law is set like this.

"Because getting married is scarier than death! So stop thinking nonsense. I don't like little girls."

Wang Zuluo said this swornly, and then ignored Zhu Wanfang, who pursed her lips and clearly did not agree with this statement, and continued to eat noodles.

Guo Xiaozhen was still in a daze and didn't notice the interaction between Wang Zuluo and Zhu Wanfang at all.

"I told you not to worry, that George will transfer to another school tomorrow and will not appear in front of you again."

Wang Zuluo didn't say much, believing that the two of them would be relieved if George never showed up.

At this time, the phone on the table rang.

I thought it was from Death Quan, but as soon as I answered the call, I heard Aji's voice:

"Brother Luo, Luo Maosen dumped the note half an hour ago. Now I see a Vietnamese giving him a car. He should be trading with the Vietnamese."

Why the exhibition is so popular!

Wang Zuluo knew that if these spies from the Queen's Colony were useful, sows could climb trees.

Long term?

It’s okay now, the thread is fucking broken!

"Keep an eye on them and notify me after confirming the transaction location."