A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Brother Luo, what should we do?"

Ah Ji raised the table to block the door of the box and looked back at Wang Zuluo.

"It's okay, just wait. It's so close to the police station, and it will take less than three minutes for support to arrive."

He had just seen the PTU assault vehicle parked here, otherwise he would not have gotten out of the car.

He took out his phone and quickly found He Wenzhan's number. After connecting it, he quickly said: "In the restaurant where Inspector Qiao eats, a group of gun-wielding gangsters are killing people. Come quickly. If you are late, you will not get any credit."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and found Le Huizhen's number to call.

"There is big news in the tea restaurant near the Mong Kok Police Station. There is a shootout between police and criminals. Remember to drive the broadcast truck over. Be careful of bullets to avoid accidental injuries."

If you were accidentally injured, how could Brother Luo use you to escape?

But Le Huizhen obviously didn't know what Brother Luo was thinking. She only heard Wang Zuluo's words of concern for her, and said quickly: "Don't worry, cousin, I will definitely be careful... Hello... Hello?"

Unfortunately, Wang Zuluo hung up the phone long ago, and Wang Zuluo didn't listen to a word she said.

"Damn it, fat man, hurry up and drive the broadcast truck. The shootout between police and criminals is big news!"

Putting her cell phone away, Le Huizhen took a photo of the fat man who was still worried about the money for his video tape, got up and ran downstairs towards the TV station.

"To the east, send people to the area near Lung Wong Building on Mong Kok Road. My people were attacked. Come and rescue them."

"Ah Xiang, take people to Argyle Street, where a brother in a car was shot. Rescue him."

"Wufiao, let someone check to see if that bastard Chen Mei is causing trouble again. If you are sure, tell me. We won't wait for the mercenaries to come over!"

After making several calls in a row, Wang Zuluo breathed a sigh of relief and came to the window to watch what was going on downstairs.

This place is very close to the Mong Kok Police Station. The police station's assault vehicle doesn't even need to turn. It can drive directly to the downstairs of the tea restaurant with just one step of the accelerator.

"Brother Luo, I heard that Guan Shanhai sold a batch of pistols to the Thais, and it was Shu Bing's men who led the way!"

The phone rang and Li Yunfei called.

"Waiting for your notice, the grass on my grave will be two meters high next year. Please help me check Shu Bing's information. I can find it useful."

After speaking, Wang Zuluo squeezed his fingers tightly on the window. Although he was still in the mood to curse at this time, the anger in his heart was already on his forehead.

"Jiangkun, can you fucking do something?" Wang Zuluo cursed when the call was connected.

"Brother Luo, I am silly and strong, Brother Kun is trying the clock..."

Shaqiang didn't dare to retaliate when Wang Zuluo scolded him. Ever since the last time he saw Wang Zuluo selling him a large number of automatic weapons, Shaqiang had been very polite to Wang Zuluo.

Otherwise, his head was broken by the guards of the security company last time. With his previous temper, he would have been killed long ago.

But the security company belonged to Wang Zuluo, and Shaqiang decided to forgive the guard who offended him at that time.

"Let him get away from the woman, I gave him a short dog, and he promised to resist the subsequent trouble. Now the damn rat Bingdu has sent his fucking men to kill me!"

"Do you think I, Wang Zuluo, am easy to talk to?"

"Tell Liangkun that he can't solve this matter. Let him eat shit about the arms business in the future. Damn it!"

After cursing in a low voice, Wang Zuluo hung up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

Swearing is indeed a good way to vent your anger. No wonder some company leaders always find trouble to scold others during meetings.

Wang Zuluo called to arrange things. In the corridor outside the box, Inspector Qiao had already led his men to get into a fight with the Thai gunman.

Five Thai corpses were lying on the corridor. At this time, both sides were occupying a box and shooting at each other from a distance of several meters.

"Qiao, when can support arrive?"

A man from the Investigation Department was hit in the stomach by a bullet that penetrated the wall of the box. He reluctantly stretched out his pistol and emptied the magazine indiscriminately toward the corridor.

There was another companion lying next to him. This guy was more unlucky. The Thais exploded the opponent's head in the first wave of attacks.

"how could I know?"

Inspector Qiao covered his arm. The point 38 he used couldn't even penetrate the box door. He could only be beaten passively, and he was already angry.

Outside the tea restaurant, Aqiang and his men took a van and just parked it when they heard gunfire like firecrackers inside the tea restaurant.

"Brother Qiang... are we still... still... still going in?"

As soon as a boy opened the car door, he saw Inspector Qiao's assault vehicle parked near the tea restaurant.

"Take a few people over to have a look, and don't get the hell out of the other people!"

Aqiang also saw the assault vehicle, his expression changed, and he immediately got back into the van.

Several boys slowly walked into the tea restaurant. As soon as they opened the door, they saw several police officers Asan lying in the hall.

Several people ran back with pale faces and slapped Aqiang's car door hard: "Brother Qiang, something has happened. There are dead people inside."

"grass!"

Aqiang cursed, then looked at the driver and shouted: "Drive, drive out of here quickly!"

"You guys go up and notify those Thais and tell them to run away..."

Before he finished speaking, the van sped out.

There is a policeman dead inside, these Thai people are finished.

What he has to do now is to go back and clean up his tail, and at the same time find an opportunity to deal with the driver of the minibus.

Not now. There are Thai people caboose in the minibus. If he attacks the driver, the Thai people probably won't agree.

The few boys who were left behind looked at each other, and then one of them walked to the minibus and told the Thais to get out of here.

Just as they were communicating with the Thais, sirens were already coming from all directions.

Without any time to speak, several of Aqiang's men immediately ran away.

The minibus driver also wanted to push the door open and run away, but the Thai put a gun to his head. After a babble of Thai, the driver cooperated with the black circles under his eyes and started the minibus. .

Soon, several Thais who couldn't rush in after seeing the situation left the bodies of their companions and withdrew from the tea restaurant.

They are not dead soldiers, they just want to catch Wang Zuluo and interrogate the doctor's whereabouts.

If it doesn't succeed this time, you can launch a second attack without having to fight head-on with the opponent.

"The information given by the Chinese man was inaccurate. He didn't say that Wang Zuluo's men had guns!"

A Thai gunman was sitting on the minibus, glanced at the tea restaurant unwillingly, and complained to his companions.

"Actually, we should have thought of it earlier. The guy cooperated with the doctor's wife. How could he not have a gun?"

"Didn't the British say that Hong Kong Island is not known as the safest city? How come there are guns?"

Several Thais quarreled among themselves, but their leader ignored the quarrel among his men and walked to the driver's seat.

He put a gun on the driver's head and asked in stilted Cantonese: "Why didn't your boss lead people in and arrest them together as promised?"

The driver of the minibus was reversing when a gun was pressed against his head. He shivered, and the minibus accelerated and reversed, hitting the railing on the street.

Several Thai people did not sit firmly and were knocked down in the car.

"Drive, drive well!"

Now the Thai leader did not dare to continue to press. It was not that they did not know how to drive, but they were not familiar with the road conditions in Hong Kong Island. Without this driver to guide them, they might not even be able to return to their hiding place.

And now you can see assault vehicles with flashing police lights on the street. Drivers must not get into trouble!