A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Brother Nan looked at the ghost guys who had been tied up by his brothers and dumped next to the villa. They were holding a certificate that had just been found from the ghost guys in their hands, and his face turned pale with fear.

"What should I do? Salad!"

Wang Zuluo continued: "Take people downstairs to Kawada Co., Ltd., someone will pick you up!"

After speaking, Wang Zuluo hung up the phone, found the judge's number and dialed it: "Those Japanese are at Kawada Co., Ltd. in Xihuan. If you want revenge, just go there. I've found a helper for you. Take note of the phone number... ."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo pulled out the phone card and broke it in half, leaning against the wall at the door of the bar, rubbing his eyebrows.

At this time, Chen Haonan came back after dealing with those bad guys in Sharpei.

Seeing Wang Zuluo standing at the door, he immediately walked over with a smile and said: "Let me ask you clearly, they are just a group of gangsters. Their eldest brother, the one named Xiaosa, is not a person either..."

Wang Zuluo raised his hand to interrupt and said: "I'm not bothering about this matter..."

After a pause, Wang Zuluo looked at Chen Haonan and said, "Anan, I need your help with something."

Chen Haonan raised his eyebrows and immediately said: "Brother Luo is too polite. If you hadn't taken care of me, I might still be wandering around on the streets now. How could I get out of the position so quickly?"

"Help me find some cars, some clothes, and find someone to do something in Wan Chai so that the police officer has no time to worry about anything else."

"You help me pay for the money first. I'll have someone send me 200,000 yuan tomorrow. You deserve it."

After Wang Zuluo finished speaking, he saw Chen Haonan wanted to speak. Wang Zuluo, who knew what kind of character he was, continued to add:

"Favors are favors, and you have to get money to do things. That's the rule!"

It's easy to create chaos on the streets. You can just spend tens of thousands of dollars and hire a bunch of bad guys. It's not okay to ask them to do other things, but it's okay to destroy a street light or smash a car window.

If that doesn't work, then just let these people find some unpleasant ghosts on the street and beat them up.

There’s not much else here in Wan Chai, but there’s definitely no shortage of ghost guys.

In the end, Chen Haonan could only nod in agreement, turned around and ordered his men to go out to find someone to do something.

An hour later, Wang Zuluo took Ah Ji and the others out of Wan Chai on foot, then took the car arranged by Chen Haonan and drove to the vicinity of Western District.

This area belongs to the Central and Western District, but Hong Kong Island residents are still used to calling it Central District.

There's not much else here, just a lot of rich people. Commercial buildings can be seen everywhere, and any bank or securities company looks bigger than Mong Kok.

Wang Zuluo is not worried that Brother Nan and the judge will not be able to leave Wan Chai. After all, the other party is professional in terms of starting point.

The judge and others arrived at the agreed location near Kawada Co., Ltd. first because there were few people.

After waiting for a while, Brother Nan and his party finally arrived in a minibus they got from who knows where.

Brother Nan first looked around cautiously, and then waved to the three judges:

"Get in the car, it's not dark yet, if we do something, we have to answer for everything!"

As soon as he got on the bus, the judge saw three ghost guys tied up in the aisle of the minibus and asked casually: "They are..."

Brother Nan smiled and said, "A few blind bastards discovered us when we were trying to steal the car."

"By the way, this is what Aluo asked me to bring to you."

As he spoke, Brother Nan threw over a thick brown paper bag. The judge took it and took out a few stacks of Hong Kong dollars.

"No need to count, there's a stack of 100,000 yuan, a total of 300,000 yuan. There are also a few water stamps, said to be for you to run away."

Water stamps are something created by people who specialize in the smuggling business on Hong Kong Island.

No matter who you are, you can get this kind of ticket by paying money. After the agreed time, there will be an ocean freighter or passenger ship stopping at a specific place.

When the time comes, you board the ship with your water ticket, and the people on the ship will arrange for you to hide somewhere on the freighter, and safely take the "passengers" to Southeast Asia or Europe.

After receiving these things, the judge showed a smile on his face and said, "Thank you Brother Luo for me."

Brother Nan waved his hand and said, "Thank you for nothing. I still contributed to this."

Brother Nan is right, they indeed contributed to it. Because Brother Nan exchanged the money and ferry tickets for Bai Lang.

The original plan was to blackmail Bai Lang for a large amount of money, but because it was the first time they did such a thing, they didn't say anything and got into trouble.

Therefore, he could only use Bai Lang to exchange some money with Wang Zuluo for emergency purposes. Knowing that he was in the wrong, Brother Nan only complained a few words.

He was no longer in the mood to care how much money Wang Zuluo could squeeze out of Bai Lang. What he wanted to do most now was to kill these plainclothes ghosts in the car and put them on the Japanese's head.

These ghost guys have all seen their true colors. If they are allowed to live, Brother Nan and the others will definitely be in trouble.

But if they were killed directly, then Brother Nan and the others would probably have to give up doing business on Hong Kong Island, and running away directly would be the best way.

Several ghost police officers have died, and the people at Wan Chai Police Station are probably going crazy and will definitely investigate further.

But if these ghost policemen die in the hands of the Japanese, then the people in Wan Chai Police Station will always keep an eye on the Japanese.

If Nakakurahara, the Hong Kong branch chief of the Yamashita Group, is not arrested for a day, it will be impossible for the Wan Chai Police Station to launch an in-depth investigation.

In this case, the time to solve the case will be extended indefinitely.

You must know that the Yamashita Group has a legal status in Hong Kong Island, that is Kawada Co., Ltd.!

If the Wan Chai Police Department wants to take action against them, it will probably have to ask for help from people in the Central District. It will take a while just for the two sides to argue.

"Why did you have a conflict with the Japanese?" Brother Nan still couldn't help asking.

"My brother was a little nervous at the time and showed his gun in front of the Japanese. Who knew that the Japanese would react so strongly and shoot directly?"

Having said this, the judge glared at Mad Bull fiercely.

If this bastard hadn't insisted on causing trouble, the Japanese wouldn't have conflicted with him and others.

It's okay now, Bai Lang didn't get tied up, but instead made a mess.

"Brother Luo, can I go back?"

After watching the judge and others join Nan Ge and his group, Zhang Lang was brought to Wang Zuluo by Ah Ji who was waiting nearby.

"Give me your phone number."

Wang Zuluo stretched out his hand and gestured to Zhang Lang.

"Brother Luo, stop joking, the phone is for the judge."

Zhang Lang looked at Wang Zuluo with a bitter look and continued: "You have to make it up to me after you go back..."

"I'm talking about the phone you used to contact Chief Inspector Peng Xinjian, the head of the Anti-Gangster Division of the Mong Kok Police Station. Get off the street!"

Wang Zuluo looked at Zhang Lang with a smile and stretched out his hand in front of him.

The smile on Zhang Lang's face froze for a moment, and then he immediately recovered: "Brother Luo, stop cheating me. How can a bad guy like me be qualified to get in touch with a big shot like Sir Peng..."

Click.

Ah Ji, who was beside Zhang Lang, took out his pistol, pulled the slide, and put it directly on Zhang Lang's head.

Sweat immediately broke out on Zhang Lang's forehead, but he still forced a smile and said to Wang Zuluo:

"Brother Luo, don't... don't scare me. You can find out by just checking. I just came out of prison and I'm with you..."

Wang Zuluo still put his hand in front of Zhang Lang, his smile was still bright, and asked: "Was your last boss's surname Li?"

Zhang Lang trembled when he heard this, and the sweat on his face dripped down his chin to the ground.

"Hand over the phone, we are still brothers. You will still be your undercover, and I will pretend I don't know. Or you can apply to be transferred back, and I can help you act."

"Or...the Japanese had a fight with the judge tonight, and the body of an undercover agent was found at the scene..."

After Wang Zuluo said with a smile, he changed his outstretched hand to wave to Aji.

Soon, Wang Zuluo took the pistol in Aji's hand.

Pulling the trigger, Wang Zuluo directly put the pistol against Zhang Lang's head, raised three fingers on his left hand, and then slowly lowered them one by one in front of Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang knew what Wang Zuluo meant. After his expression changed a few times, he let out a sigh of relief.

He knelt down and took out from under the insole an electronic product that had no shell and was just wrapped with transparent tape.

"Brother Luo, did you already know that I was an undercover agent?"

Zhang Lang sat on the wall in the alley resignedly, holding his head in his hands.

He didn't beg for mercy, and he didn't say harsh words.

Zhang Lang knew better than anyone what would happen to the undercover agent after he was discovered.

Wang Zuluo returned the pistol to Ah Ji, holding the piece of electronic product in his hand and looking at it repeatedly.

If it is just for recording, the size can be smaller, but if you want to make calls, the size will definitely not be small.

But Zhang Lang was already very clever when he could think of taking apart the phone case and assembling a flat, weird phone device.

It's much better than the ruthless person who doesn't even take apart the phone casing and stuffs it directly into his arm cast.

"Apply for transfer back tomorrow, and give Peng Xinjian a message by the way, saying that I, Wang Zuluo, will definitely do what I promised them."

Squatting down and patting Zhang Lang on the shoulder, Wang Zuluo advised him kindly: "Don't hang around in the Mong Kok Police Station. Even if someone like you goes back, he will be transferred to another district and continue to be an undercover agent."

"There are so many undercover agents in Hong Kong, but how many of the undercover agents who have returned can continue to be promoted?"

Having said this, Wang Zuluo returned the communication device to Zhang Lang and continued: "The Flying Tigers are recruiting people. You can try the Flying Tigers. I know a ghost guy who should be able to help you."

Zhang Lang suddenly raised his head, looked at Wang Zuluo with a gloomy expression, and asked, "Do you want me to be a needle?"

Wang Zuluo sneered, stood up and walked out of the alley, but when he reached the entrance of the alley, Wang Zuluo stopped:

"You don't even think about it, what's the use of me inserting nails in the Flying Tigers? I'm just a good friend, can I still kill you?"

"Everyone is just here to make a living. Besides, I, Wang Zuluo, think I have never done anything harmful. My file at the police station is cleaner than yours."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo seemed to have thought of something, and walked back with a frown: "I feel a little unhappy after thinking about it. Aji, beat him up!"

Just when Wang Zuluo beat Zhang Lang to vent his anger, a group of guys with strange behaviors appeared on the streets of Wan Chai.

The group dispersed throughout Wan Chai and began smashing the windows of parked vehicles along the road.

After the patrol policemen rushed over, the group began to cause trouble in major shopping malls again.

Immediately after the wealthy man's villa area, a group of bad guys on motorcycles started smashing the windows with bricks.

The phone number at the Wan Chai Police Station was almost buzzing. Ordinary citizens called to complain, but the wealthy people called and reprimanded.

Before the police station could respond, another more troublesome call was received.

Those ghost guys who have settled in Wan Chai District will be stared at by bad guys when they go out. The unlucky guy who is usually too arrogant will be put in a sack and beaten.

At first, it was just ordinary settled ghosts who had problems, and then even those with some status were harassed.

From the bank foreman to the car dealership manager, the restaurant manager to some civilian guy at the police station.

At this time, in the Wan Chai Police Station, Dong Piao wiped the sweat from his face and hurriedly walked towards the Commissioner's office.

As for his original responsibility of welcoming new police officers today, they were all forgotten.

Please take a day off today. I have something to do at home...