A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

As soon as Brother Luo spoke, not only Duan Kun started to copy people and sway people, but Wei Jixiang also started to gather his men and gather towards Shanghai Street.

Tony didn't need to think about it. After Duan Kun came back, he happily got the task of guarding the house.

Fighting and killing was boring. Tony just wanted to live in his current place, so he found Wang Zuluo and wanted to stay and guard Shanghai Street to prevent other bad guys from counterattacking.

"Wuying, are these people you brought...reliable?"

Wang Zuluo couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Wu Fei leading more than 400 people on the street.

Last time he asked him to get rid of those useless bad guys. Now Wu Fei has indeed sent away the bad guys, but the number of people is not reduced at all.

"Brother Luo, don't worry. Some of these brothers are brothers who came from the mainland to work illegally without getting their ID cards. Some are unlucky guys who came out of the pigeon cage and can't find a job. The rest are young people who have no jobs after graduation."

Wuying pointed at these people and introduced them to Wang Zuluo one by one, looking very proud.

He was once one of this group of people. At first he just wanted to find a job and make money to live. However, he found that people like him were not accepted in Hong Kong Island even at construction sites.

So I later followed Ah Hua, and that was when I finally stabilized.

Duan Kun, Tony and Wei Jixiang were all recruited by the old four-nine who had some reputation on the street. These people are very clear about the rules on the road and will not show mercy when they have to fight hard. They are good materials for being beaten.

The group of people Wuying found would definitely be able to fight, but they didn't know much about the rules on the road, so they might not be comfortable using them.

But it doesn’t matter, just dare to fight and fight hard. Wang Zuluo is different from other societies. There is no need for them to recite the oath of membership every day and gain seniority in the club.

As long as you are obedient and don't have any bad habits, that's fine. Of course, those who have had fans will definitely not be accepted, and no one will care about those who flirt with horses, but those who flirt with women will not be accepted by Brother Luo.

Not only would Brother Luo not accept those who beat and scolded his parents, he would also beat them and drive them away from Shanghai Street.

You can be a young and Dangerous boy, but you can't be a bad boy!

"Tonight I want you to sweep all the places between Shanghai Street and Canton Road!"

"Remember, we only sweep the place and kill people, we can't smash, smash, loot or burn. From now on, it will be a place where brothers collect money, so be careful about the impact!"

Wang Zuluo carried an electric horn, stepped on Wu Ying's Mazda sedan, and lectured the gangsters who gathered on the street in front of the bar.

"Everyone knows my rules. Each person pays 300 yuan for tea tonight. If you are injured, I, Wang Zuluo, will pay for your treatment. If you kill someone, I, Wang Zuluo, will help you pay for your escape or hire a lawyer. Now let's go and kill him. Get out of Shanghai Street!”

After Wang Zuluo shouted, the gangsters who gathered around immediately started shouting: "Get out of Shanghai Street... Get out of Shanghai Street!"

Seeing that the group of people were shouting without stopping, Wang Zuluo immediately winked at Duan Kun and the others, indicating that they should hurry up and take people out to do things.

Get on the street, if you keep shouting, the surrounding residents will fucking call the police!

Wei Jixiang and others immediately took their younger brothers and spread along the alleys of Shanghai Street towards other streets.

If someone looked down from above, they would see more than 700 gangsters wearing white shirts and carrying steel pipes, starting from Shanghai Street and starting to sweep the streets one by one according to the streets divided by their respective bosses.

"Where are you hanging out? This place is run by Brother Xiong, right..."

In a game arcade, the bad boy who was in charge of watching the game received a notice that someone was coming to clean the game, and led people to the door to prepare for action.

After meeting the person, I was just about to say a few harsh words when I saw people in white shirts knocking on doors on the street.

"Brother Xiong? Sorry, I don't know you. From today on, this place is under the control of our brother Luo!"

Regardless of the ugly expressions on the faces of the gangsters, Da Zai continued: "Do you know, Luo, the handsome guy from Shanghai Street?"

"Pretty Luo?" The bad guy was stunned, he had never heard of Pretty Luo. But they still knew about the mad dog Luo in Shanghai Street, so they quickly reacted and asked:

"Tony from the night bar, and Luo, the mad dog with the white hair Duan Kun?"

Da Zai nodded and said, "Isn't it possible that these people don't know Brother Luo's name?" I don’t know why Brother Luo insists on being called Handsome Luo. What a powerful name as Mad Dog Luo.

"It's good to know. Brother Luo has already said that there will only be one voice between Canton Road and Shanghai Street from now on, and that is Brother Luo's voice."

"If you are more eye-catching, just change into a white shirt and hang out with Brother Duan Kun from now on. If you are not eye-catching..."

The gangster raised his chin. Outside a KTV not far away, more than twenty gangsters were being beaten by hundreds of guys in white shirts.

There are sounds of fighting everywhere on this street, and not everyone knows how to recognize them. The solution to dealing with such bad guys is to beat them up and drive them out.

Canton Road.

Hundreds of Ah Sans gathered together, staring unkindly at the white shirt walking towards them.

"You are not welcome here. If you leave, nothing will happen. Otherwise, don't blame us..."

Before the leader Asan finished speaking, Wuying waved his hand and said: "Damn it, I'm just telling you why the street smells like curry. When did you Asan have the final say here?"

"Go ahead and kill these dead Asans!"

Suddenly, the men in white shirts were waving steel pipes and fighting with the Southeast Asian bad guys composed of Ah San.

In addition to the Asan gang in Mong Kok, there are also Filipinos, Nepalis, etc. who have their own small prefixes.

This group of people are united in their hearts and minds, coupled with the intentional or unintentional favoritism of the Gui Lao police, which allowed this group of Southeast Asian gangs to gain a foothold on Hong Kong Island.

But I'm sorry, Brother Luo doesn't care which country you are from tonight. As long as it irritates Brother Luo, you will be killed even if you are a Briton.

The worst thing to do is find someone to turn themselves in tomorrow. There are so many Taoist friends on the street who have no money to buy fans. If they pay a few thousand yuan, a lot of them will go to the police station to take the blame.

This sweep lasted until late at night. These streets don't have any tricky prefixes, so it should be easy to type them out.

It’s not like Wang Zuluo is going to those central streets. There are no big-name places around Shanghai Street. This is why Wang Zuluo dares to talk about Guangdong Road.

There are more than a dozen people claiming to be bosses on a street, and one boss has more than ten or twenty people under his command, so it is very easy to sweep them away.

Wang Zuluo and Ah Ji were sitting on Mong Kok Road drinking tea. This main road spanned Canton Road and Shanghai Street. It was a good place to conduct command from the center.

"Brother Luo, the area around Junxing Building has been cleared. There are three tea restaurants, a disco, a game arcade, and two birdhouses..."

Wei Jixiang's voice on the phone made Wang Zuluo smile: "Remember to say hello to all the owners of the venues and leave your phone numbers in case someone makes you uncomfortable tomorrow."

"Brother Luo, it will take some time to refill the street. There is a group of Thai guys here who are troublesome. These guys actually called the police."

After Wang Zuluo heard what Duan Kun said this time, he frowned: "Get a few brothers to cause a car accident on the way to the police patrol. Remember, don't hit it too hard. It will cost a lot of money to repair your own van. Woolen cloth."

"Brother Luo, Brother Wuying was shot by Asan here on Guangdong Road. Come quickly!"

Pa da ~

The teacup in Wang Zuluo's hand fell on the table.

Damn it, you fired a gun while showing off your horses? Brother Luo is not so arrogant!

"Aji, go drive, let's go to Canton Road!"

Taking out a few Hong Kong dollars and throwing them on the table, Wang Zuluo ran towards the door.