A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

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Wang Zuluo smiled, pulled the other party away from the door of the box, and ordered to Xie Weihao: "Kick the door open, and then find someone. If it's not this room, bring a bottle of wine out to me."

Although Xie Weihao didn't know what Brother Luo wanted for wine, he still nodded obediently, took a step back, raised his foot and kicked on the door of the box.

When the guests inside looked over, they led people in directly. It's a pity that Sangkun and the others are not in this box.

Before the guest could say anything, Xie Weihao pointed at him with a machete and shouted: "Xin Lianying is looking for someone to do something, and it has nothing to do with you."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a bottle of foreign wine from the table and said, "This bottle of wine is on Xinlianying's account. Just tell the bar counter."

After speaking, he took the people out of the box and closed the door again.

"Brother Luo, wine."

Xie Weihao handed the foreign wine to Wang Zuluo and waited for the next instructions.

Wang Zuluo nodded and weighed the wine bottle in his hand a few times. Suddenly he pressed the bar manager's hand against the wall and smashed it down hard.

With a bang, the person in charge of the bar could no longer hold on and opened his mouth to scream.

Wang Zuluo threw away the bottle, stretched out his hand to help the other party tidy up his suit that was soaked in wine, and said with a smile: "Let me see how long you can hold on before you become disabled."

"Ah Hao, continue!"

Xie Weihao nodded. He finally understood why Brother Luo asked him to bring a bottle of wine out.

He had only heard of his boss's weird temper before, but this was the first time he saw it.

The door of the second private room was kicked open, and there were four shirtless gangsters inside. They didn't look like good people at first glance.

When these people saw that the box door was kicked open, they immediately opened their mouths and were about to curse.

But when the leader saw Xie Weihao walking in with a few white-shirted boys, he immediately swallowed the dirty words in his mouth.

In Mong Kok, you may not know what the cops at the police station are wearing, but you must know that the policemen in Sun Lien Ying wear white tops.

If you argue with a uniformed police officer on the street, the most you can do is get your ID checked, but if you don't have the foresight to argue with a gangster from Xin Lian Ying, you will definitely be taught a lesson.

As we all know, anyone in Xinlianying who dares to wear a white shirt and go out to do things is definitely not a good person.

This is the reputation that Sun Lien Ying has earned through battle after battle in Mong Kok.

"You fucking..."

A young gangster stood up. Before he could finish his words, he was slapped back by his brother.

"I'm sorry, bosses, this guy just came to Mong Kok and is ignorant..."

Xie Weihao ignored the other party, but repeated what he said before, and then went out carrying the good wine brought by the gangster in the box.

"Brother Bao, why are you so cowardly?"

"That bottle of wine costs more than a thousand yuan, and you just give it away when someone asks...?"

The guy who was beaten just now was a little dissatisfied. He covered his face and looked at the brother who brought him out to hang out.

"Coward?" Brother Bao slapped him again, then pointed at the box door and said, "These people in white shirts are out to do things. Didn't you see they were carrying knives in their hands?"

"Afa, if you don't believe me, just go out and have a look. He must be here to sweep the place and kill people."

Ah Fa had just been slapped again, and he immediately turned around angrily and walked towards the box door. He thought Brother Bao was too cowardly and didn't show any intention of coming out to fool around.

But as soon as the box door opened a small gap, screams were heard from outside the door.

After Wang Zuluo finished smashing it, he looked at the name of the bottle of wine in his hand and made up his mind that he would definitely not order this thing when he went out to count.

The bottle was too hard and it didn't break even after being smashed three times. The safety hazard is too great, and it's easier to use than a fucking ashtray.

"Ah Hao, continue to the next room!"

The hand of the person in charge of the bar was already bloody, but Wang Zuluo still grabbed his hair and followed the gangsters to the next room.

Even if this hand is sent to the hospital for treatment immediately, it will probably shake incessantly when holding things in the future, and it will be over for the next life.

After taking just two steps, Wang Zuluo felt someone looking at him. He turned around and glanced over, only to find that the door of the box just now had been opened, and a young man was looking at him blankly.

Smiling gently at the other party and nodding, Wang Zuluo dragged the person in charge of the bar and continued walking forward.

He didn't know how much his gentle smile had shocked this young man who had just come out to hang out.

"Brother Bao, Adu, Adong. Didn't you see, that person just now was so damn powerful..."

Ah Fa made a thumbs up gesture with both hands and said: "I have decided that he will be my idol from now on, and I, Ah Fa, will be like him from now on."

"I must do something big fucking thing. If I don't have a knife, I'll take bricks. If I get enough money to buy an AK, I'll trade it for a cannon. If I eat shit, I'll eat the smelliest shit. If I do bad things, I'll do the biggest thing. Tow Thumbs Up!"

Brother Bao slapped me again and said: "You are so fierce. Everyone eats and shits. Eating shit and shitting is even more fierce. You are so fierce, just eat shit."

"You also want to buy an AK. If we put our money together, maybe we can buy you a coffin and learn from the people in Xinlianying? You may die without knowing how you died!"

In the bar corridor, I was dragged to the door of the next box. When I saw Xie Weihao continuing to kick the door, the person in charge of the bar finally said:

"The third room on the left, don't say it was me who told you..."

Wang Zuluo smiled and let go of the other person, patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's right. What's the point of making such a bloody fight, right?"

After speaking, Wang Zuluo pushed him to Xie Weihao and said, "Take him in and let Sang Kun understand!"

The face of the person in charge of the bar immediately changed and he shouted: "Brother Luo, Brother Luo, you just promised!"

Wang Zuluo nodded and said, "Yes, I just promised you to tell me that everyone is safe and sound."

Having said this, he kicked him directly, knocking the person in charge of the bar into the corridor wall.

"If you don't fucking follow me when I give you face, are you taking what I, Wang Zuluo, said as fart?"

Xie Weihao reached out and lifted the bar manager up, then walked towards the box he pointed to.

There was loud music playing in the box, and several waitresses wearing only bras were pouring wine for Sang Kun and the others.

"Brother Kun, will the people from Xinlianying come over?"

Goose Tou hugged the bartender beside him and looked at Sang Kun with a worried expression.

He Hexing's enthusiasm was caught by Xin Lianying's people, and Yan Chanle went to ask for help and died on the street. It was after receiving this news that they ran away to the aircraft's territory to hide.

I plan to wait until dawn to get my money back in the past few days, and then go out to Mong Kok to hide out for a few days to see the situation.

If Tai Po Black reaches an agreement with Mad Dog Lo, they can come back and continue selling parallel-imported cigarettes.

If they can't reach an agreement, they will just break up and continue doing what they were doing before. It's better to stop the parallel-imported cigarette business in Mong Kok.

They don't want to be like Yan Shoule and be beaten to death in the street.

"Don't worry, we won't be able to find him. This is He Liansheng's territory. Although the plane recognizes Mr. Qi, he can't cheat on others, right?"

Sangkun impatiently picked up the wine glass and took a long sip.

I originally thought that Xin Lianying would not take action, but now it seems that the other party does not give his Laoding Dabu any black face.

But Sang Kun had no choice. Mad Gou Luo was not in the pink goods business. Even if he wanted to cut prices and attack the pink goods market in Mong Kok, it would not hurt Mad Gou Luo at all.

Do you want to encourage Laoding Tai Po to invade Mong Kok?

Thinking of this, Sangkun's eyes lit up.

That bastard Dongguan Zai takes advantage of the convenience of always being with Da Po Hei and always speaks ill of himself.

He decided to encourage Dabu Hei when he returned and asked him to send Dongguan Zai over, preferably in the hands of Mad Dog Luo!

The movie "Assault Trucks" is quite good, and it will be very fun for you guys to go and see it.