A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

The teapot brought hot water and hit Mr. Long directly on the head, knocking him back a few steps. If the boy behind him hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Mad Dog Luo, you don't follow the fucking rules of the world!"

Mr. Long, who was headshot for no reason, was immediately furious, but there was also a chill in his heart.

It's not because he's afraid of Mad Dog Luo, but because the thugs he brought didn't rush forward to start a fight immediately!

This shows that the people's hearts among his men have been dispersed. He must speed up the transfer of assets and then leave Hong Kong Island immediately.

Seeing that the Lianying thugs did not come forward to take action, Wang Zuluo immediately pulled away the men in front of him and walked out again.

After he smashed the teapot just now, he immediately retreated behind his thugs. Now that Lianying is really convinced by him when he sees him beating him up, how could he not come out and take advantage?

"Why are you still supporting that guy to throw himself into the street?"

Wang Zuluo pulled Pu Jun, who looked embarrassed, in front of him and said to those Lianying gangsters: "Didn't you hear that Mr. Long just said that he would pass the position to the Mong Kok Double Eagles?"

"Pu Jun will be sitting in the Lianying Hall. I, Wang Zuluo, said before that I would drive Hong Tai out of Mong Kok, and I will definitely do it!"

Letting go of Pu Jun, Wang Zuluo walked to Lianying Dazai, who was supporting Mr. Long, and reached out to help him sweep away the tea splashed on his shoulder.

"Mr. Long is getting older. If he continues to work as a waiter, you will soon have nothing to eat. Think about it first."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo smiled and looked at Mr. Long, whose expression changed drastically.

After struggling for a few times, he found that the Lianying Dazi he had brought behind him had changed from supporting him to grabbing him, and he couldn't get away at all.

Mr. Long immediately looked at Pu Jun for help and said: "Ajun, I have been your senior brother for more than ten years. I am still sitting in the hall of Lianying. How can you just sit here and watch Mad Dog Luo insult Lianying?"

Pu Jun sighed, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said: "The things you did before were to destroy the brand of Lianying, senior brother. How do you want me to help you?"

"There are so many people in Lianying who eat with the club, and now you want to break up, many of them will die!"

Pu Jun is right, who on the street doesn't have an enemy?

Without the brand name Lianying, there are not many bad guys at the bottom who will not be retaliated against. If they are not killed by others, they will starve to death.

Wang Zuluo knew Pu Jun's character very well. Because the bad boy who owed money to his financial company had an older mother, he would choose to help make up the principal with his own money and erase the interest.

He couldn't help but watch so many United British Society members lying dead on the streets because their letters were scattered.

At the same time, he also knew what Wang Zuluo wanted to do. He just wanted to use his name to take over Lien Ying's territory and business in Mong Kok East.

Although doing this is a bit taking advantage of others, it is still much better than losing the prefix Lianying.

"Brother Luo, he is my senior brother, can you spare his life?"

Pu Jun looked at Wang Zuluo and said something pleadingly.

After all these years of relationship, Pu Jun couldn't bear to watch Mr. Long die at the hands of Wang Zuluo.

"Of course!" Wang Zuluo didn't hesitate at all.

A Mr. Long's life can be exchanged for Heping to take over Lianying. This deal can certainly be done.

"Mr. Long is so old. After retirement, he can take some shares in the disc factory and spend his remaining years."

Pu Jun was silent for a while, and finally nodded. He knows Wang Zuluo's words and character, and eradicating the roots is not just talk.

Now being able to be placed under house arrest in a disc factory is already Wang Zuluo's bottom line.

"You win, Mad Dog Luo. But if you don't follow the rules of the world, sooner or later one day..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the two Lianying gangsters behind him.

You're confused, how long has it been and you're still saying harsh words? If you don’t want to, don’t drag your brothers along, okay?

"Rules?" Wang Zuluo suddenly thought of a line that was very suitable for the occasion, so he said it naturally: "My rules are rules~!"

Besides, Young and Dangerous can still be famous for more than ten years. Brother Luo is only twenty-one this year and only thirty-five after 1997. Is the rule of the world just to allow Brother Luo to be targeted at the age of thirty-five?

"Bring Mr. Long's phone number." Wang Zuluo looked at these two very eye-catching Lianying gangsters, smiled and patted each other on the shoulder.

"By the way, what are your names? Follow me from now on!"

"Brother Luo, my name is A Fei, and his name is A Ji. We grew up together."

When he heard their two names, the expression on Wang Zuluo's face suddenly stiffened.

"Hmm...seeing that you two are so eye-catching, do you want to get on top?"

Wang Zuluo immediately took back his hand that patted the other person's shoulder and looked at it. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was the hand wrapped around the cross.

"Brother Luo, of course we have!" A Fei and A Ji nodded excitedly.

Although this time I took 500 yuan to follow Mr. Long to tell the numbers, but who among the gangsters doesn’t want to rise to the top?

What's the point of being a 49? Only by holding a position can you get ahead.

"Does Hong Tai know?"

Wang Zuluo took out three thousand yuan and stuffed it into A Fei's pocket. "You go find Bao Rong, follow him and recognize him as the boss. We will definitely start a war with Hong Tai in a few days. You two are so eye-catching. Then tell me... tell Pu Jun. Forget it, you two can pass it on Just click on Hong Tai’s news.”

"Axiang, send these two striking handsome guys out and call a taxi for you."

When Wei Jixiang was called, they were pushed out of the restaurant without giving them a chance to talk.

Although Wang Zuluo didn't know these two guys, he knew the two brothers A Fei and A Ji. He had seen a movie in which these two guys were the protagonists in his previous life.

I laughed out loud while watching it, but now that I see him in person, Wang Zuluo thinks it’s better to stay away.

After seeing the two people off, Wang Zuluo breathed a sigh of relief. He took off the cross on his wrist and put it directly on Mr. Long's neck.

"Call those uncles in Lianying and tell them that there will be a club meeting. When everyone is here, announce that Pu Jun will be the seat..."

After throwing the phone into Mr. Long's arms, Wang Zuluo stopped paying attention to the rest.

Although the prefix Lianying is about to be broken up, Mr. Long is right. The United British Society has more than 2,000 members, although after the loss of Yuen Long, the number of members will definitely decrease.

But there are at least a thousand people in Mong Kok East who are still eating under the prefix Lien Ying.

Open food stalls on the street, help the community sell salty magazines, sell parallel leather bags, help the community collect accounts, help with smuggling... and so on.

Excluding these bad guys who are just doing small business under the name Lianying to earn a living, we can still make up more than 300 young guys who dare to fight.

If the club shows off its horses, it can gather more than a thousand people to build a strong momentum.

He must step in to Mong Kok East, because his security company is located in Mong Kok East.

"Mr. Long, who are these people?"

Two hours later, all the uncles and uncles of Lianying arrived at Lianying's Tuodi, a teahouse owned by Mr. Long.

As soon as the nine old guys walked into the teahouse's special conference room, they saw Wang Zuluo sitting behind Mr. Long. The group of people immediately started shouting with dissatisfaction.