A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Wang Zuluo waited at the company all morning before receiving a call from Lai Dafei. When he heard that Lai Dafei actually sent a car to pick him up, Wang Zuluo felt offended at that time.

Is your broken motorcycle so famous?

No, we must urge that bastard Feihong. Besides, he had nothing to do with him, so he had to break his legs in the middle of the night and rush back to Ciyun Mountain.

Look at how reluctant he is to let go of the car wash he just opened in Yau Ma Tei!

Damn it, Tony found out that yesterday the guy from Feihong sent a batch of luxury cars to Dasha in Saigon. When he asked, he said they were out of stock. Was he looking down on Brother Luo?

After going out, the four gangsters guarding the finance company immediately followed Wang Zuluo downstairs.

These four fighters were all boxers recruited by Duan Kun in the Kowloon Walled City. Although their results in the boxing ring were average, Wang Zuluo had given them a try, and each of them had some skills.

With them following them, the ordinary eight or nine bad guys are no match for them.

They are cheap and easy to use, which is why Wang Zuluo is willing to spend money to recruit them.

When he came downstairs and looked at the red Mazda sports car parked between his motorcycle and the van with the Veyron financial poster on it, Wang Zuluo's idea of ​​changing cars became even stronger.

The person who drove over to pick up Wang Zuluo was Lai Dafei's confidant Ma Liu. At this time, he was squatting in front of the car and smoking. When he saw Wang Zuluo coming out, he pressed the cigarette butt on the tire of the sports car.

"Brother Luo, I was sent by Brother Da Fei to pick you up."

Ma Liu trotted over diligently to say hello to Wang Zuluo, and at the same time looked curiously at this fierce man who was rumored to be able to kill thirty people at one time.

He was handsome enough, but he wasn't very strong, and he didn't look like a villain who could chase down more than thirty people and kill him.

Wang Zuluo walked to the sports car and looked at the sports cars of this era. From his point of view, a sports car with this shape is not very good-looking, but at least it is more pleasing to the eye than most cars nowadays.

Ma Liu helped Wang Zuluo open the door. After Wang Zuluo got in, he jogged around the front of the car and returned to the driver's seat to get in.

In order to show the importance he attached to Wang Zuluo this time, he even wore a suit and a pair of white gloves, pretending to be the driver.

"Brother Luo, Brother Da Fei has already booked a seat and is waiting for you. Let's... go there now?"

"Let's go." Wang Zuluo nodded, then leaned on the passenger seat and waved to the four gangsters, asking them to follow him in the van.

Soon, the two cars drove onto the road one after another, heading towards the Yunlai Tea House that Da Fei had booked.

"What kind of car is this?" Listening to the roar of the engine, Wang Zuluo finally became interested.

This sound is much better than the three Hiace cars I bought.

"It seems to be something called Mazda. It's an Aix 7. It just arrived in Brother Fei's hands today. How do you think of this sports car, Brother Luo?"

After Ma Liu finished speaking, he paid attention to Wang Zuluo's expression from the corner of his eye.

This time he came with a mission. Although Johnny had many sports cars at home, they were too expensive for Big Fei to part with, so this Mazda RX-7 sports car bought in 1979 became his first choice.

This car sold for nearly US$5,000 in the United States, and Johnny's brother bought it for less than HK$80,000 including shipping, registration and other expenses.

I don’t know why I have to buy a Nissan car from the United States...

After complaining a few words in his mind, Ma Liu finally saw the satisfied expression on Wang Zuluo's face.

Wang Zuluo changed to a comfortable position and sat back. He didn't think much about Ma Liu's question and replied casually: "Who doesn't like sports cars? I also like Porsche sports cars."

After speaking, Wang Zuluo asked casually:

"By the way, you have been with Da Fei for so long. Do you know that Sir Huang who always hangs out at the Edinburgh school?"

When Ma Liu heard Huang Sir's name, he thought for a moment and knew who Wang Zuluo was talking about. So he nodded and said:

"I know. The police officer named Huang recently hooked up with a female teacher, which makes us all be careful when collecting fees at school..."

Along the way, Ma Liu began to complain to Wang Zuluo about Sir Huang, who had caused them to lose a lot of income. Wang Zuluo just listened perfunctorily, occasionally trying to calm him down so that Ma Liu could explain in more detail.

He was not interested in Lai Dafei going to school to collect fees, he just wanted to know more about Sir Huang.

Tony had already gotten wind of the situation. The guy was secretly asking around on the road if there were any small dealers selling 38mm bullets. It was said that he had already gotten in touch with Gun Hu Yong.

Junhuo Yong is not well-known, and his business is small and small. Mainly engaged in small-volume business such as detonators and explosives. Occasionally, I would pick up empty cartridge cases and sell them as bullets.

Wang Zuluo knew that bullets alone could not threaten Sir Huang for long, and throwing bullets did not mean throwing away a gun. If you write a report and hand it in and say it was accidentally lost, the best you can do is get scolded by your boss as a piece of trash.

If he didn't want to be scolded, he could ask someone to buy a bullet, but then he would run the risk of being blackmailed for a large sum by the person selling the bullet.

So there is no need to worry about Sir Huang causing trouble for a while.

But once that guy risked his life, Wang Zuluo couldn't do anything to him. In fact, both sides have concerns about this matter now, and whoever can stay calm will have the upper hand.

Now that Wang Zuluo has the upper hand, he can instruct Huang Sir to do a little favor.

Soon, the red Mazda parked in front of Yunlai Tea House. The sound of brakes interrupted Wang Zuluo's thoughts. When he raised his head and looked outside the car, Wang Zuluo's face darkened.

Hong Kong Island is so big, why can’t you, Lai Dafei, find another place to do business?

It's good to have a decent restaurant. Although it's a little more expensive, it's at least safe. Come to a place like Yunlai Teahouse, which is so fucking crazy!

Now Wang Zuluo can't let Lai Dafei change places. As the saying goes, it's all here, so let's go in and have a drink.

Anyway, the gunfight at Yunlai Tea House in the movie happened at night. The sun is so high now, so he shouldn't be so unlucky to encounter a gunfight... right?

"Brother Luo!" As soon as Wang Zuluo opened the car door and got out of the car, Lai Dafei, who had been waiting here for a long time, came up to him with a smile and shook hands with Wang Zuluo enthusiastically.

As soon as the two hands were held together, Lai Dafei found that his hand seemed to be clamped by iron vices, and the fact of Wang Zuluo's rumored brilliant record became more solid in his heart.

Lai Dafei led the way and went up to the second floor of the teahouse with Wang Zuluo. He sat down in a booth half-surrounded by a screen at the entrance of the stairs, while subordinates from both sides were scattered on the surrounding seats.

"Brother Luo, you said on the phone that you have a business to discuss..."

As soon as he sat down, Lai Dafei couldn't wait to ask Wang Zuluo why he came to him.

"That's right, I have a brother named Ba Guan. He wants to buy some short dogs. This time I came here just to ask Brother Da Fei if you have any."

Wang Zuluo didn't show any pretense and immediately told the reason why he was looking for the other party.

Lai Dafei was stunned when he heard this. Prince Zuluo is a member of the arms dismantler Lin Weilong. Now he comes to him to buy a gun?

Seeing the surprise on Lai Dafei's face, Wang Zuluo was also stunned. Could it be that Lai Dafei hasn't switched to selling arms yet?

The atmosphere in the booth became stiff now, and both of them were silent for a while.

"Brother Luo, if you want to buy K-powder psychedelics or something from me, I still have the goods, but I really have no way to buy arms."

Lai Dafei couldn't help but interrupt the embarrassment. After he finished speaking, he saw that Wang Zuluo had no other expression, so he continued on by himself:

"To be honest, brother, I really want to get some arms to resell recently. Brother Luo, aren't you helping Brother Weilong with business? I would like to ask you to set up a line."

With that said, Lai Dafei put the Mazda car keys in front of Wang Zuluo.

Good guy, I came to you to buy short dogs, but you came to me to buy arms?