A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

When a crowd gathers and encounters tear gas, the consequences can be imagined.

In an instant, Xinji's team was in chaos. Tear gas has not been included in the list of prohibited weapons at this time. It will not be banned until 1997.

"Fan, turn on the fan!"

As the tear gas canisters exploded, irritating smoke began to spread in a small area on the streets.

But some of it floated towards the shops on the street, so it was necessary to turn on the fan.

The effect of this thing is very obvious when it comes to people wearing half-sleeves with no cover on their faces.

Soon, Xinji Dazai, who was affected by the smoke, began to cough.

But the tear gas canisters are released for twenty seconds, and the smoke that is released takes a long time to dissipate. This time is enough for the guards to take action.

The swinging stick in his hand was pointed at Xinji Dazai who was still standing until he fell to the ground.

In fact, it is very simple for the police to deal with gangsters gathering together. It is only because of subsequent troublesome matters such as complaints that they will take action.

But Wang Zuluo didn't care. He had his own reasons. He didn't believe that Xinji's Jiang Sheng would pull off some tricks.

Even if he does make some small moves, he is not afraid. Now that the Mong Kok Police Department has its own needs, can it still block its own security company?

The security company has signed contracts with almost half of the businesses in Mong Kok. It is not easy to shut down the security company.

"Wu Fei, the scattered people went out and scraped out the three who beat the prince. Since these bastards want to divert trouble to the east, let them know the consequences of doing so."

"Yaoqing, send someone to notify the people near the fruit farm in Yau Ma Tei and ask them to invite Yaowen out to discuss how to compensate."

Wang Zuluo slowly narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Xinji gangsters on the street who had been beaten down and dragged to the roadside with their hands and feet tied.

After beating people on the streets in Hengzidui, they hid in Mong Kok and attracted Tai Zi Gang.

If someone hadn't specifically guided them, it would have been that among the three thugs, there was someone who knew how to use their brains.

You have to use your brain to figure out your identity. If Brother Min, the old man from Hengzidui, did this, others would say that he is scheming.

But now that the three forty-nine boys are doing this on their own..., that is seeking death.

Mong Kok Police Station.

Zhou Shichang, the external consultant of the security company, was signing various documents in the police station with several lawyers.

"Two tear gas bombs were used, and 10,000 yuan was required to compensate the citizens?"

Looking at the numbers on the receipt, Zhou Shichang raised his head in disbelief and looked at the civilian police officer in front of him.

"Two tear gas bombs cost less than 2,000 yuan, and now we are asked to pay 10,000 yuan. I think this is unreasonable."

Zhou Shichang knew that Wang Zuluo had an authorization document signed by Superintendent Gui Lao, who was in charge of civilian management at Mong Kok Police Station.

For non-lethal weapons, security companies can legally use them.

These are not limited to tear gas, flash bombs, sticks, high-pressure water cannons, rubber sticks, riot shields, etc.

But it is simply unreasonable to charge so much money now.

"This is a document signed by your boss. This is what it says. The compensation amount will be paid according to the highest standard..."

Zhou Shichang looked at the position of the civilian police officer's finger. Sure enough, there was Wang Zuluo's signature on it.

But the security company is not at a loss, because this article corresponds to the fact that the guards of the security company have the right to launch a limited counterattack when the contract merchant is threatened.

When 300 people from Xinji stepped into Mong Kok, it was a joke in everyone's eyes.

Not to mention New United Air Force, even the aircraft that had just established a foothold in Mong Kok were capable of killing more than 300 people.

"Brother Luo, what should we do with these people?"

Seeing all the Xinji beaters being subdued, Li Xiangdong trotted over and asked what Wang Zuluo meant.

Wang Zuluo didn't say anything. He turned to look at Yuan Haoyun, the anti-gangster group who came to watch the excitement, and asked, "How about you take them back to the police station and lock them up?"

Yuan Haoyun immediately shook his head: "Our A team is on duty today. If these bastards are brought back, I will be blamed to death by my colleagues in the team."

"If you are not afraid that those uniformed soldiers patrolling the streets will have objections to you and cause trouble for your bodyguards, then you can just send them to the police station."

"Anyway, our anti-gangster group writes documents all day long and gets off work late. Those in military uniforms are in trouble. There are so many people. They won't be able to finish their work tonight..."

Yuan Haoyun took a few steps back, shook his head and said that there would be no benefit to him if he didn't accept this, and he would be in trouble.

"By the way, don't you know those ghost guys in the police station? Why don't you send them to the police station to let them busy?"

Suddenly thinking that the people in contact with the security company were the civilian staff in the police station, Yuan Haoyun came over to give Wang Zuluo some bad ideas.

"Forget it, those ghost guys I sent over thought I was causing trouble for them. Sending these to the street is worse than sending two bottles of better foreign wine..."

Wang Zuluo could tell at a glance that this bastard Yuan Haoyun had no good intentions, so he didn't fall for it at all.

"Ah Tong, find a car, pick these up on the street, and throw them into the fruit fence in Yau Ma Tei."

Wang Zuluo immediately thought of a solution. The Yau Ma Tei fruit market, also known as the fruit market, is now Hengzidui Yaowen's territory.

Although Yaowen lost the most popular Temple Street in Yau Ma Tei because of Heng Zidui, he has also changed from a big brother writer to a fruit column writer now.

But it is undeniable that Yaowen's deterrence in Yau Ma Tei is still very sufficient, otherwise Tai Zigang would not start a war with the opponent immediately, but chose to scratch him first.

"Take this Poujie into the bar and wait for his father to come and redeem him."

Pointing at Taizigang who was squatting on the ground and still cleaning his eyes with mineral water, Wang Zuluo ordered Chen Yaoqing to do something.

Two hours later, the people who had dispersed were in the night bar on Shanghai Street, blocking the three people from Hengzidui who had smashed the prince's head.

"Brother Luo, it's the three of them."

Wuying kicked Axiang, who was leading the troublemaker, to the ground in front of Wang Zuluo.

Today, because people from Xinji came to make trouble, the night bar in Ladies Street was not open.

Prince Gang, who captured Xin Ji, and Heng Zidui Yaowen's brothers will definitely have to talk about numbers today.

"Your name is A Xiang, and you blew up Tai Zi Gang's head. Your name is A Ting, haha, and you're still a college student. As for you..."

Wang Zuluo stared at the unhappy-looking guy in front of him and smiled: "Your name is Adong, the leader of Guolanwen."

After glancing around at the three guys who were captured and kneeling in front of him, Wang Zuluo had a weird smile.

Among the three, only Ating, the most gentle and weak, will stand out in the future and become a celebrity in Hengzidui, making a lot of money by doing things for the big boss.

As for the remaining A Dong and A Xiang, one died and the other fell out with A Ting.

And their boss, Yaowen, was the smartest one. After conquering Yau Ma Tei, he retreated to see the fruit farm.

Because Yaowen knew that if he didn't retreat, he would die.

Yaowen knows very well the character of Brother Min, who is sitting in Hengzidui.

Hengzidui chooses to sit in the restaurant every three years, and Brother Min harvests a wave of leeks every three years. Whoever comes out to compete with him for a seat will die!

In this regard, among the leaders of Lian Sheng, only Ah Le can compare with the opponent. Unfortunately, Ah Le only sat halfway, that is, his heart is not cruel enough.

And Ting's template is little Jimmy. Unfortunately, Jimmy succeeded in the end, but Ting fell into the street.

"Call your host to come and pick someone up, otherwise... I'll break your legs."

Wang Zuluo sat back on the sofa and looked at the three guys in front of him with a smile.

"Wang Zuluo, give them to me. It's just a misunderstanding between us. When the time comes, I will set up a hundred tables and drinks in Mong Kok..."

The prince was also dragged out of the warehouse. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw three kneeling people on the street, so he started talking to Wang Zuluo about counting.

"Let's save the wine for you to drink when you are discharged from the hospital. How about it, Brother Prince?"

Wang Zuluo stood up and walked to Tai Zi Gang.

"Brother Luo, let me do it."

At this time, Chen Zilong, who had just passed Xin Lianying, suddenly spoke up.

Wang Zuluo stopped, turned his head and looked over, staring into Chen Zilong's eyes for a long time, and finally smiled suddenly.

"I just wanted to break a few of his ribs. Now that you stand up... break one of his legs, do you dare?"

Chen Zilong lowered his head and thought for a moment, then took a deep breath, nodded with a smile, and said, "I dare, as long as Brother Luo doesn't push me out and let Xinji vent his anger, I dare."

Wang Zuluo walked back to the sofa and sat down, pointed at Chen Yaoqing and Wei Jixiang who were standing in the hall, and said:

"They came out to follow me and offended many people, including the Vietnam Gang, Yongzidui, Yizidui, Lianying, Hongtai, Lianhe, and Changle."

"Now Hong Tai has retreated back to Yuen Long, Hua Fu from the United Union has avoided me when he saw me, Fei Hong from Changle now calls me Brother Luo, and as for the rest..."

Having said this, Wang Zuluo looked up at Yaowen who walked into the bar alone, and said with a smile: "None of the remaining prefixes are still holding flags, right? Brother Hengzidui Yaowen ?”

"I heard that you killed the red sticks of two societies back then. You were very majestic, right?"

He waved his hand to the Xinlianying gangsters around him and asked Yaowen to come over.

"It's just two red sticks, nothing compared to Brother Luo pulling the flags of four families..."

"Brother Luo, come here today. I want to take away my three brothers. They are ignorant and have caused trouble for Brother Luo."

Wang Zuluo ignored Yaowen, turned to look at Chen Zilong, and said, "You can do your work now."

Yaowen's expression changed. He thought Wang Zuluo was going to attack the three Ating brothers, so he opened his mouth to ask for mercy.

But the next moment, Prince Edward's leg was broken by Chen Zilong with a swing stick.

"Brother Luo..."

Chen Zilong took a breath and walked to Wang Zuluo. He dragged the swinging stick with both hands and bent down.

"Survive this, your troops... I will make the decision and leave the property business in Mong Kok to you."

"I'll provide the money, and you'll provide the people to help you get to the top and make money."

Today I will organize my outline and adjust my schedule.

Consider taking a day off...