A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

After leading the people back to Mong Kok East, Wang Zuluo began to distribute money to his gangsters.

This is also the reason why people on the road generally don’t kill people. Every time they kill someone, they have to pay a large sum of money. How many bosses can withstand this kind of expenditure?

In addition, most associations now enter various industries to make money. The older generation of hall leaders and leaders have their own stable businesses to do, and generally will not easily conflict with others to avoid delaying making money.

It's not that the rising stars can't play, but no matter how hard they can play, there's still no place for them to perform. The territory of Hong Kong Island is generally divided by various prefixes.

If you want to develop, you have to fight, and if you want to fight, you have to spend money to support your subordinates, and most of these guys who dare to fight have no money, so they can only start as a gangster.

The little gangster couldn't make much money even if he risked his life, and within a few years his energy was exhausted.

"Brother Luo, Tim won't give up easily. We have to be prepared."

Although Duan Kun looks crazy when fighting, he is not without brains.

"What are you afraid of? We are in charge now. Even if Tim wants to make trouble for me, he can't win an alliance. It's just him... haha..."

Wang Zuluo sneered. He was not the one who was worried about such a prefix that was extremely dependent on the physical industry.

But what Duan Kun said is right, that guy Ah Tian is not a good guy and never follows the rules.

"Wu Fei, find a few of your younger brothers who can drive and are familiar with the streets of Mong Kok."

Most of the people in Yuen Long had dispersed before Wuying to stare at Hong Tai, so he did not participate in this battle.

After receiving Wang Zuluo's instructions, he immediately asked: "Brother Luo, are we going to enter the taxi industry? It costs a lot of money to buy license plates..."

Not everyone can drive a taxi, and you need to purchase various qualification certificates, also known as license plates.

As long as a taxi has a license plate, it is not a problem to support a family of three. It can also be rented out to others to drive during breaks, making extra money.

"We are not in the taxi business." Wang Zuluo also wants to get involved in this business, but without hundreds of millions of funds in this business, he can't even think about making any move.

And Tim's success in this industry did not rely on buying license plates at large prices, but relying on dirty tricks to control these taxi drivers in his own taxi company.

Unlike ordinary companies, the general taxi company process should be to purchase a license plate first, then purchase a taxi, and then recruit a driver to work.

Tim, on the other hand, set up a shell company, suppressed and threatened loan sharks to single drivers with license plates, and then gathered these people in his own company.

Then he makes money for himself by sucking the money out of these drivers. To put it bluntly, it’s just a different kind of protection money.

The same pattern applies to the minibus line. If you don't let me invest in it and make money, then I will smash and destroy the minibuses on this line until you let me invest in it.

Then relying on the large daily cash flow from these passenger transport businesses, Tim started a money laundering business.

If he hadn't had a conflict with Wang Zuluo, Wang Zuluo would have thought about taking the dirty money from Xin Lianying to Ah Tian to help him launder his money.

"Let your little brother take money to find those taxi guys and rent their cars for the day. Then, in the name of Tim Taxi Company, refuse rides, take detours, and have bad attitudes. It's best to find a few unlucky ones. Money guys cause conflicts and then beat them up."

"Find reporters from several TV stations to report on the working methods of the drivers of the Atian Taxi Company. It would be best to arouse opposing public opinions between the citizens and the taxi company."

Wang Zuluo told Wuying in detail how to disgust Tim. After speaking, he patted Wuying on the shoulder and said:

"By the way, I'll pay some people to hold banners and march to the government building to protest. If there are citizens involved, take them to protest in front of Tim's taxi company. It's best to trigger conflicts between taxis and citizens. …”

"If this goes on for a few days, or at most a week, Tim won't have time to trouble us."

After hearing these disgusting tricks, Wuying's eyes gradually changed when he looked at his boss.

I originally thought that Brother Luo was just a reckless man who had no brains to fight anyone. Who knew that Brother Luo not only had a bad mind, but also had bad feelings in his stomach.

"Brother Luo, does Tiger need to be sent to the hospital?"

Duan Kun pinched his nose and walked away from the tiger. He originally wanted to interrogate the tiger, but now the tiger was kicked by Brother Luo and became incontinent. Now his crotch is wet and dry, and his body smells bad.

"What hospital should I send you to?"

Brother Luo is not a great virgin. Tiger has been rude several times. He didn't break the opponent's legs, which is already a favor to Ah Tian.

It's just urinary incontinence, not a castrated tiger. At most, it will be softer and shorter in the future, and it is not impossible to give Tim a grandson, so I believe Tim will not mind.

Besides, with Tiger’s shitty character, even if he met Brother Luo and was replaced by Lianghui’s younger brother, Tiger would be dead.

Brother Luo saved the tiger's life. If Brother Luo were Tim, he would definitely be grateful and take the money to say thank you to Brother Luo.

At this moment, the phone on his waist rang, and Wang Zuluo answered it without even looking.

Anyway, the person who called was either the lobbyist that Tim was looking for, or the anti-gangster team of the police station called to warn him.

"I'm Wang Zuluo, what can I do for you?"

Wang Zuluo was sitting in the food stall, watching his brothers drinking with each other, and his mood improved a lot.

"Hello Mr. Wang, I am Miao Zhishun, the acting team leader of the Anti-Gangster Group A of the Mong Kok Police Station. Are you interested in chatting?"

Wang Zuluo listened to the strange voice on the phone and didn't know what this new Sir was going to say.

"Sir, please tell me directly if you have any concerns. As a Hong Kong Island citizen, I definitely support the work of Sirs."

"Okay, let me tell you straight. Is it okay to let the tiger go now? You know the situation in Mong Kok. The ghost guys in the West Kowloon Region have promised to have a quiet Christmas and stop causing trouble..."

After hearing these familiar words, Wang Zuluo's head was full of question marks.

Shouldn't this be said to Hong Tai and Ah Tian? I, Wang Zuluo, am a good citizen who lives a stable life. Why are you telling me this?

"Sir, we Chinese don't celebrate Christmas!"

Miao Zhishun on the other side of the phone had already thought of his follow-up words regardless of Wang Zuluo's rejection, but he didn't expect this crazy dog ​​Luo to come up with such a sentence.

"I said let the tiger go. Do you know what will happen on the streets of Mong Kok if Tim goes crazy if you touch the tiger?"

Wang Zuluo picked his ears and asked: "Sir, do you know that I was attacked by a gunman hired by Tim?"

Anyway, it was Tiger who let go of the broker Lao Liu, so it was right that this shit basin was put on Tim's head first.

Miao Zhishun immediately fell silent when he heard that Wang Zuluo was attacked by gunmen.

Listening to the sound of flipping through information over there, Wang Zuluo knew that the other party was definitely checking whether Ah Tian had such a criminal record.

Hey, it seems that Sir Miao is still a newbie, I just don’t know who is leading him to handle the case...

Mong Kok Police Station Anti-Gangster Unit, Yuan Haoyun was sitting on his desk, playing with a lighter out of boredom. Seeing Miao Zhixun covering his phone and hurriedly flipping through files, he walked over helplessly and patted him.

"Call me. Don't let these bad guys lead you by the nose in the future. We are the ones who should have the upper hand."

Miao Zhishun looked at Yuan Haoyun and handed over the microphone.

He was left to serve in the West Kowloon Region after he graduated from the police academy. This time he came to the Mong Kok Anti-Gangster Team to go through formalities. Fortunately, he had an additional description of his grassroots work experience in his file.

This form is commonly known as gold plating, but Miao Zhishun has a nice talk and sharp shooting skills. From time to time, he would pay to treat the whole group to dinner, and even a prickly old man like Yuan Haoyun couldn't find fault with him.

He was even willing to teach Miao Zhishun how to handle cases step by step. He deserved Miao Zhishun's meteoric rise.

"Mad Dog Luo, you mentioned that Tim asked Wu Shu to shoot you, do you want to report it?"

When Wang Zuluo heard this careless voice, he knew that an old man was here.