A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Wang Bao stared at Wang Zuluo's back, squeezing the walnuts in his hand.

He had just made a name for himself in Jordan and made it famous throughout West Kowloon. Now there is a guy who is so disrespectful to the street.

"Boss, there are a lot of bills, why don't you take action?"

A younger brother ran over and asked Wang Bao in his ear.

Wang Bao glanced sideways at the other party, and then asked: "Have you made any moves with Lian Sheng A Le?"

The younger brother was glared at by Wang Bao, and felt a little nervous. My boss is cruel and domineering, and my sister-in-law has recently had a miscarriage. If I say the wrong thing, I might be beaten to death.

"He...he Lian Sheng Ale has gathered manpower...but there is no action yet."

Wang Bao frowned unconsciously at his subordinate's words, and with a click, the walnut in his hand was crushed to pieces.

"He Liansheng Ale..."

Wang Bao muttered something, then looked up at Wang Zuluo, who had retreated to the side of the Xinlianying people, and stared at him for about ten seconds.

A Le has always wanted Jordan to be the same, and even the old gangsters like Guanyong Wei Ye were suppressed by him and disappeared.

Now Jotun and Yixing are the only ones who can spar with A Le.

Previously, he had caused his subordinates to have a conflict with the police officer, and shouted out that Jordan had the final say after twelve o'clock, in order to compete for Jordan's right to speak.

Otherwise, Ah Le would have such a great reputation thanks to Lian Sheng. As long as others mention Jordan, they will think of Al Le and Lian Sheng. Those who are not clear about it think that Jordan has been completely eliminated by Al Le.

He's just a bit grumpy, but that doesn't mean he's not smart.

If he really wanted to start a war today, he would not come out of Jordan with his men in a mighty force, and pass through Yau Ma Tei in a swaggering way.

This is to raise his own reputation and avoid using other prefixes to look down on them and Yixing.

This is just showing off in the streets, warning the people in Yau Ma Tei not to jump too much, as he has many brothers.

As for Tsim Sha Tsui, except for some signs of the number gang taking action, neither Hongxing nor East Star made much action.

Ah Lok has been moving around recently, trying to attract other groups to come in and sweep him and Yixing out of Jordan.

And Wang Bao doesn't have the support of someone like He Lian Sheng. If others are really tempted, they won't stop just because Wang Bao has an elder brother named Lian Haolong.

No matter how powerful Lian Haolong is, no matter how much money he has, he is still not a member of the world. And they don’t have a fixed location, so they can do business wherever they can make money.

The fans are destroying the house. No matter how ruthless and cruel they are, they can't decide the changes in the prefixes of Hong Kong Island.

Just like Wang Zuluo, his boss Lin Weilong is also rich enough and very famous among the arms fishing families in Hong Kong Island.

But now that Wang Zuluo's Xin Lianying is changing careers, when it's time for others to come in and pull the flag, they won't be lenient at all.

These are Hong Kong Island's own underground rules, and the police must also abide by them!

"Hey, Mad Dog Luo, there are rules in the world, how about we have someone in the ring?"

Wang Bao took two steps forward, threw the crushed walnuts in his hand into the trash can on the street, and then shouted to Wang Zuluo.

Wang Zuluo was talking on his mobile phone. Hearing this, he raised his hand with a smile and pointed at the mobile phone, signaling to wait a moment.

After doing all this, he said to the phone: "You heard it, now we have to fight in the ring."

"I will talk to Huo Niu and ask him to hand over Tai Kok Tsui and Guan Zisen's Shanghai Street. I will also ask Long Gen to be silent and help me hold him back!"

A Le's voice came from the phone, making Wang Zuluo curl his lips.

"The big horned bird doesn't poop. Besides, will you give up the business at the container terminal with Lian Sheng?"

"Xin Lianying can get it at any time in Guanzisen's Shanghai Street. I don't need what you gave me. Uncle Long Gen... I don't think he will trouble me, what do you think?"

Wang Zuluo is not in a hurry. Anyway, even if nothing happens today, the least he can do is cooperate with Wang Bao in the military parade. Everyone can show their strength and get the status they deserve.

"You name the number, I, Ale, will never counter-offer!"

A Le was silent for a moment and decided to seize this opportunity.

"I want to cooperate with Big D, Chen Mei wants to kill me, and I want to take revenge. So... I hope you won't make any small moves, otherwise I will try my best to offend Uncle Deng who is in Lian Sheng, and I will also join forces with Big D to mess with you! "

Wang Zuluo's words have two meanings. One is to inform the other party that he wants to cooperate with Big D. Don't think about what is available or not.

The second is to make it clear that he will not intervene in the competition with Lian Sheng for the next term.

He also pointed out who was the supporter behind Ah Le, just to cause some trouble for Ah Le.

"Deal, I hope you will do what you say..."

"Don't hang up the phone in a hurry, I'll send you two million as the cost of this help. The settlement fee is very expensive!"

A Le took a deep breath and said, "Okay, give me an account, and I'll call you two million right now."

A smile appeared on Wang Zuluo's lips, and he reported an account readily. After confirming that A Le remembered it, he added:

"I can only hold it off for half an hour. But I will force Wang Bao to do it himself. There will be notes on site. If you are lucky, you will have 48 hours."

"Unlucky, Wang Bao won't be released until tomorrow morning at least."

After speaking, Wang Zuluo hung up the phone and then looked up at Wang Bao.

"It's better to forget about playing in the ring. We, Xin Lian Ying, are not part of your club. Do you think it's the Three Kingdoms, playing the game of fighting generals in front of the battle?"

As he spoke, Wang Zuluo walked towards the off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road.

You have a brain disease and you are not a member of the club. Why are you telling me this?

Regardless of Wang Bao's changing expression, he waved in Wei Jixiang's direction before getting in the car.

Wei Jixiang received the signal and immediately pulled out the machete, took off his coat and wrapped the knife tightly in his hand.

This time he was beaten by He Yixing Wang Bao. If he continues to play with the stick, he is seeking death.

None of the machetes carried by the opponent's men were blunt. People in Jordan also rely on being able to fight hard enough to gain a foothold.

As soon as Wei Jixiang moved, Chen Yaoqing, Xie Weihao, Shan Mingquan, and A Dong behind him all tore open the newspapers in their hands, revealing the machete inside.

Wei Jixiang knocked on the street railing with the back of his knife, taking one step forward and knocking again.

This is what Wang Zuluo taught him. If he does this, Wang Bao will definitely break through the defense.

He pressed the earphones in his ears to prevent them from falling out while killing people.

Then he pressed the call button and said, "Follow me and maintain formation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Lianying's gangsters stepped forward at the same time, following the rhythm of Wei Jixiang's tapping on the railing.

When Wang Bao heard Wang Zuluo's refusal just now, he knew that today's battle was unavoidable. But fortunately, even the worst thing he expected also included the current scene.

"Azhi, those who are optimistic about Helian Sheng, if they want to take action, just step aside. They won't destroy it anyway, so just take a few days' rest."

Holding the phone, Wang Bao glanced at the Xinlianying gangsters who had already entered the intersection, and spoke faster:

"Send everyone else out. If A Le sweeps our place, you will burn down A Le's place. You must drag the strips in. Remember, after twelve o'clock in Jordan, we told Yixing Calculate!"

After talking and throwing away the phone, Wang Bao took a steel pipe from the people around him and walked towards Wei Jixiang and the others.

The He Yixing thugs behind him also followed him, began to draw weapons from their bodies, and slowly walked towards the middle of the intersection.