A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

After finding a hotel to accommodate A'e, Wang Zuluo returned to his home in the housing estate.

Between his own room and Adan's room, Wang Zuluo finally chose Adan.

There was nothing I could do, it was getting cold, so it would be warmer to squeeze in with A Dan.

In the next few days, Wang Zuluo worked in the financial company and several places in Shanghai Street, and finally managed to sort out the accounts.

"Brother Luo, today is the last day of our appointment with Bachuan."

As soon as he entered the company, the dead bald man in charge of the accounts told Wang Zuluo bad news.

He rubbed his temples. He was so busy these days that he forgot about his good brother Ba Guan.

"Okay, I understand." After driving away the bald man, Wang Zuluo returned to his office.

The gun must be given to you, but it cannot be your own gun.

Two pistols were found from Western Boy's office before, but one is still missing.

After thinking about it, he gave up the plan of giving these two pistols to Ba Guan.

He took out his phone, found a number with the note "Oily Man" and dialed:

"Wai, is this Sir Huang? I am a kind-hearted citizen, Mr. Wang, and I would like to ask Sir Huang to help me check my phone number."

"Wang Zuluo!" Huang Sir's suppressed roar came over the phone immediately: "What on earth do you want to do!"

After the conflict with Wang Zuluo that day, his eyelids kept twitching. Although He Min gave him the bullet, the number was one less.

The next day someone sent a photo of the .38 bullet, which was put in an envelope and placed at his door.

He knew who did it without even thinking about it. With the photos taken from the store's surveillance camera, Wang Zuluo's identity was finally determined through contacts at the police station.

But he didn't dare to say anything. A few bullets was nothing, but if this .38 bullet issued by the police station appeared on a dead person, it would be a big trouble!

"What else could I, a good citizen, do to seek help from Sir Huang? Of course, I want to ask for help."

Wang Zuluo didn't care about the other party's tone and asked with concern: "Sir Huang, please help me. Check the financial company near the Edinburgh school. The boss seems to be named Lai Dafei."

"Okay, I can help you, but only this time!"

Huang Sir's voice could clearly hear the gritted hatred, but Wang Zuluo didn't care.

"Okay, then I'll wait for Sir Huang's call." After saying that, Wang Zuluo hung up the phone.

Just this once? Haha, with this handle in hand, and then it slowly corrodes, I can eat you for the rest of my life, Sir Huang!

Half an hour later, a string of numbers was sent to Wang Zuluo's phone.

Looking at the information, Wang Zuluo shook his head. It's cheaper to make a phone call than to send a message. Sir Huang doesn't want to talk to himself more.

How can this work? How can we communicate feelings without talking? We are good brothers.

But business matters now, let’s talk about brotherly feelings another time.

After copying Lai Dafei's phone number, Wang Zuluo called him directly.

"Wai, this is Maoli Financial Investment Company. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Lai Dafei's voice on the phone was a little lazy, as if he was worried.

But Wang Zuluo didn't call to help others solve their mental illness, but to make friends.

"Hello, Brother Da Fei. I am Wang Zuluo from Weilong Finance. I have a business I want to discuss with you."

When he heard that there was business, Lai Dafei immediately sat up from the sofa, covered the phone at the same time, and asked the boy next to him:

"Stop being so fucking lazy. Do you know what Weilong Finance does?"

Da Fei's confidant Ma Liu thought for a while and said: "Boss, are you talking about the Weilong Financial Company that took over the flag of Lianying a few days ago? That is Lin Weilong's industry."

Da Fei touched his nose. He didn't pay attention just now. How could he know if it was the Weilong Financial Company?

Seeing the embarrassment of his boss, Ma Liu followed up and said: "The boss of that financial company is called Wang Zuluo. He is very powerful. I heard that more than thirty of Lian Ying Xiangzi's men were killed by him with one knife." .”

"Later, Pu Jun from Lianying came over with explosives, and he killed many people. He finally begged for mercy and escaped with his life. In the end, Lianying sat down and went over in person to settle the matter."

After Lai Dafei heard this, he couldn't help but hissed: "Damn, is this guy so powerful?"

After saying that, he looked at Ma Liu suspiciously and asked, "Where did you get the wind from?"

"That's what they say on the street. The first one to spread the word was Xiyangzi's former subordinate, the one called Turkey. He said that he survived Wang Zuluo three times, and Wang Zuluo appreciated him and saved his life. He watched Pu Jun lead the army with his own eyes. Wearing dynamite while talking about numbers..."

Ma Liu immediately swore that his news was true.

Lai Dafei finally believed this time. He had seen Turkey before. I said a few words when I went to find Western Capital for working capital last month.

"Oh~ It turns out to be Brother Luo. What business does Brother Luo have to take care of my little brother?"

Although Lai Dafei was not afraid of Westerners, there was no need to offend the fierce man who killed Westerners, so he spoke more politely.

"Come out and chat. You arrange the location and the time." Wang Zuluo came to Da Fei not just to buy a short dog, but to ask him for help with other things.

It's not safe to talk about these things on the phone, it's better to make an appointment to talk about it.

When Da Fei heard about the interview, he immediately agreed and asked Wang Zuluo to wait for the news and notify him immediately after the location was arranged.

"It seems that this Wang Zuluo has a big business to take care of. Small matters can be explained clearly on the phone. Now we must have tea together."

Da Fei threw the phone on the table, then looked at Ma Liu, who was the most well-informed among his men, and asked: "You just said that Wang Zuluo's financial company is Lin Weilong's property. Tell us about Lin Weilong."

Ma Liu nodded immediately, sat up straight and began to talk about the news he received on the road: "Brother Fei, we have been doing the white powder business. It is normal for us to be unfamiliar with Lin Weilong. I heard that he is in the arms business."

"In the past few years, all the weapons he has handled have been sold to Yilac. As you know, there is a war going on there. It is said that he has made a lot of money."

When he heard about making money, Lai Dafei's eyes instantly lit up.

He was originally in the business of a financial company, but in the past few years, after societies have got involved in the loan business, his company has failed.

Later, he smuggled white powder, but a big demolisher named Lin Kun suddenly appeared on Hong Kong Island, and his business profits became less and less.

Just as he was preparing to transform, Wang Zuluo came to his door.

"No wonder the fortune teller said that if I meet a star this year, I will sing. It turns out that it should be on the supernova Wang Zuluo."

Lai Dafei slapped the table and ordered: "Ma Liu, arrange a good seat at Yunlai Teahouse, and ask about Wang Zuluo's hobbies."

"Why didn't I think earlier that Yilak would definitely need weapons to fight the war? If we transform into the arms business, wouldn't that make a lot of money?"

After saying that, Lai Dafei couldn't sit still. He immediately put on his suit and waited for his subordinates to make arrangements before going to the appointment.

After Ma Liu booked the seat, he asked Da Fei: "Brother Fei, why are you asking about Wang Zuluo's hobbies?"

Lai Dafei immediately stared at him as if he were mentally retarded, which made Ma Liu feel uncomfortable all over.

"Behind him is Lin Weilong. Let's establish a good relationship with Wang Zuluo. As long as he is willing to help introduce Lin Weilong, won't we have a supply of goods?"

After hearing this, Ma Liu immediately said oh, and then started to ask friends about Wang Zuluo's hobbies.

More than an hour later, he learned the news from the bad guy from the Changle Gang.

"Brother Fei, Wang Zuluo likes sports cars. I found out that he placed an order for a sports car in Changle."

Da Fei nodded, thought for a moment and said, "That Johnny from Edinburgh School, doesn't he have several sports cars at home? Let him steal them, change the color and brand, and give them to Wang Zuluo."