A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Two hours later, Wang Zuluo saw Fei Sha's bulletproof vehicle downstairs.

At first, Wang Zuluo thought it was a bulletproof Land Rover Defender, but when he drove up, he saw that it was actually a Land Rover Defender with bulletproof panels embedded on the outside of the body.

Although Fang Fangzheng is a bit ugly, it is still acceptable. In order to protect the front windshield from bullets, only the driving position has an observation window with barbed wire, and the rest is wrapped in thick bulletproof plates.

After the bulletproof plate is hung on the outside of the car door, it will be difficult for people with less strength to open it smoothly. It can be said that after this car is modified, don't even think about bringing a woman on board.

After circling the car, Wang Zuluo nodded with satisfaction. In this Hong Kong movie world known as the Gotham City of the East, a bulletproof car is more real than a sports car.

Seeing Wang Zuluo nodding, Fei Sha immediately came over with a middle-aged ghost man to collect the money.

"You are very discerning, Mr. Wang." Gui Lao shook hands with Wang Zuluo, then pointed to the bulletproof car and said: "I dare say this car is the only one in Hong Kong Island. Even the Hong Kong Governor's car is not so safe."

Wang Zuluo nodded, indicating that Gui Lao was right. It is indeed unique because no rich person would modify such a cheap car to be bulletproof.

It's even more ridiculous to compare with the Governor of Hong Kong. The only people he cheers and cheers before going out are the agents of the Political Department. If someone wants to assassinate someone, there is no chance of shooting at close range unless they use a rocket launcher.

"This is Superintendent Richard..." Fei Sha nodded and hunched over as he introduced him.

But when the ghost guy got into the car with the money and left, he spat on the ground.

"Damn it, I helped him get such a huge sum of money as extra money, and I couldn't even say thank you. The ghost's nose was in the air."

Wang Zuluo was speechless, how could a person have two faces?

"Well, at least I will give you a commission."

Wang Zuluo handed Fei Sha a check worth 100,000 yuan, and then led him into the bar to drink.

"How was your job in Tsim Sha Tsui?" Wang Zuluo was very curious about Fei Sha's work after going to Tsim Sha Tsui.

It feels like after this guy went there, he had much more free time than when he was in Mong Kok.

"Don't mention it, sinecure." Fei Sha took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"My boss is too high-minded to look down on a deputy like me who was airborne. Now he can only sit in the office."

Wang Zuluo patted him on the shoulder: "Isn't it good to sit in the office? You will definitely be counted as a share of the meritorious service of your subordinates. How about enjoying the blessings?"

Hearing Wang Zuluo's words, Fei Sha's face became even more depressed.

"Yes, I have to take the credit for my subordinates' meritorious service, but I also have to take the blame for my boss's troubles."

"Our crime team has a big nose. We are powerful enough to catch thieves and work hard, but every time the merits are outweighed by the faults. I have been blamed for more than a dozen crimes."

Fei Sha was very depressed that his boss had such a thorn in his name. He originally thought he was a talent when he saw that he could fight, but every time he caught a thief, he was asked to sign an expense report.

In less than a month since he arrived, all the funds for the crime squad for next year will be deducted.

Just as he was about to continue chatting with Fei Sha about big noses. After all, there are not many big noses in Hong Kong movies, and there are even fewer big noses that can be punched, Wang Zuluo wanted to ask if it was the big nose he knew.

But Aguang came over at this time and reported something bad to Wang Zuluo.

"Brother Luo, Hong Xingzi took action in front of us, and six people died."

Wang Zuluo glanced at Feisha next to him and found that when the other party heard that there was a case, he immediately moved to the side, as if he didn't want to get involved.

Good guy, after being transferred to Tsim Sha Tsui, he didn't care about Mong Kok at all.

"We are only responsible for watching the scene, not handling the case. If someone dies, we should call the police."

Wang Zuluo didn't care about this kind of thing at all. His territory was so large that people died on his property almost every few days.

If it were the original world, even one death would be on the news, let alone six.

But this world is different. Just the gold shop at the corner of Shanghai Street has been robbed twice since Wang Zuluo took over this street.

One was a robbery with a gun, and two store clerks were injured. The other was a robbery with a knife, and two robbers were injured by the store clerk...

"No, what happened was the sauna shop, the one owned by Brother Baguan."

Wang Zuluo paused while holding the wine glass and asked strangely: "Brother Baguan, are you okay?"

Aguang looked at Brother Luo's face and said cautiously: "Brother Baguan was beheaded to death in his underwear on the street. The policeman came to us for help..."

The expression on Wang Zuluo's face became even weirder, and he asked: "We all know that it was Hong Xingzai who did it. Who do you want from us?"

A Guang felt a little strange when he found that Brother Luo was not angry at all when he heard that Ba Guan was beheaded to death.

You must know that the relationship between Baguan and Brother Luo is not ordinary. You can always see Baguan coming to the bar to support him. There are several girls at the bar, and he tips very generously.

"Brother Luo, it was Brother Baguan who was beheaded to death. Didn't you say last time that Baguan was your good brother? Anyone who doesn't give face to Brother Baguan won't give you face?"

A Guang asked cautiously again, looking at Brother Luo with a strange look.

"Yes, but didn't Hong Xingzai give Brother Baguan face?"

Wang Zuluo looked back strangely, spread his hands and said, "Five people are buried together with Brother Ba Guan. Isn't it glorious enough?"

After saying that, Wang Zuluo suddenly laughed, patted A Guang on the shoulder, and said, "You are the only brothers I have, and what others say is just for the occasion."

"Hong Xing took action on our territory without even a notice. This is not giving me face, you know?"

After saying that, Wang Zuluo's face darkened. Without thinking about it, he knew that it was Chen Haonan's group who had done this. But there was no call now. It was obvious that he didn't want to give Brother Luo face.

He took out his cell phone and called Thirteenth Sister directly on Portland Street.

"Sister Thirteen, you Hong Xing did something on my land and didn't even give me an explanation afterwards?"

"Now the police officer is asking me for someone. Should I rush those aggressive people out on the street and send him to the police station?"

Thirteenth sister originally thought that Wang Zuluo called because of the horse stall matter. During this time, she followed Wang Zuluo's bar style and opened a high-end establishment.

For this reason, Ruby went to see Thirteenth Sister several times, but was dealt with every time.

But she didn't expect that Wang Zuluo was asking about Hong Xing's killing of people, which made her sigh in relief.

"Fightings are common. When you Xinlianying people also have conflicts with people on Portland Street, this kind of thing is inevitable..."

When Wang Zuluo heard this, he knew that Thirteenth Sister did not know that Ba Guan had been killed, so he rolled his eyes and said: "Thirteenth Sister, you Hongxing people are so powerful this time, you killed six people in the street, including me. My good brother Baguan, now you say it can’t be avoided?”

Thirteenth sister was really surprised now. Hong Xing had never heard of any hall master opening an incense hall to draw lots of life and death. How could such a big thing happen?

After being surprised, Thirteenth Sister's face turned ugly. Mong Kok was not only Wang Zuluo's, her Thirteenth Sister also had a name on the street.

Now people from Hongxing came to Mongkok to kill people, but she, a local snake in Mongkok, didn't receive any news at all.

Now, let alone Mad Dog Luo, even she needs to be held accountable.

"How long has it been since this happened?" Thirteenth Sister asked immediately.

Wang Zuluo looked at A Guang and repeated the question.

"It's been more than an hour. Previously, the police cordoned off and our people couldn't get through. Later, Sir Yuan from the anti-gangster group came over and asked us to surrender..."