A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zuluo smiled and shook his head.

Five million, you can earn so much even if you put your face aside, how could he give up?

You also have to have a wide network of contacts. No wonder so many people in the past life worked hard to improve their circles.

Because the circle is high, people may be able to make you the money that you worked so hard to earn just because of a word or a favor.

"Aluo, what did you tell Chihu? He now wants me to take him to the Central District to find the Japanese!"

Lin Guangjie called directly, making Wang Zuluo look surprised.

"He's coming now?!!"

Wang Zuluo never expected that Chihu, a street fighter, would be so decisive in his actions.

"Okay, I have something else to do, I'll hang up..."

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether Lin Guangjie heard it clearly or not, after hanging up the phone, he patted the back of the driver's seat and said:

"We can't wait any longer, go over and close the net!"

Soon, the car hiding in a nearby alley started and several vans drove out.

To do dirty work, Wang Zuluo’s bulletproof car was too obvious, so he could only take a van.

After playing with the body armor a few times, Wang Zuluo began to check the submachine gun in his hand.

The three vans quickly returned to the downstairs where the Kawada Co., Ltd. building was located. Wang Zuluo's eyes gradually narrowed when he heard the gunshots near the parking lot.

"Takada, we can't get out!"

Fan Zhihong, who was forced back to the corner by several bullets, looked at Takada who was still shooting next to him, and shouted in a hurry.

"If this drags on any longer, even if Nakakurahara greets me, he will still have to come over!"

Takada fired a few shots outside, retracted his head, looked at Fan Zhihong and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't forget who we are helping!"

Fan Zhihong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was coerced by some bastard to come here today!

But with five or six of the enemy's gangsters around him, it was impossible to evacuate even if he wanted to.

"Don't worry, I called for backup. This time I will kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!"

Nakakurahara covered his arms and looked at the entrance of the underground parking lot with a ferocious expression.

As for the black suit sent by the head office, it was already lying next to him.

There was a bullet hole in the back of his head, it was obvious that he had been shot in the back and committed suicide.

"The spirit of the warrior, haha, you really fucking believe in this kind of thing. You are so loyal to my brother-in-law, how could I disobey you?"

He kicked the Japanese man in black suit who had long since expired on the ground. The smile on Nakakurahara's face was a little distorted.

As for the men brought by the black suits, they had no time to care about the situation behind them.

The black suit just said that even if they all die here today, President Kawada’s hard work cannot be wasted.

So these Showa men shouted "board" one by one and began to risk their lives. All he needs is a white cloth strip tied around his head and a scarf drawn on it.

It was their madness that forced them to hold Fan Zhihong and the others at bay with their pistols, and they even had the faint intention of driving them back to the depths of the underground parking lot.

Buzz buzz~

Wang Zuluo's phone started to vibrate. Looking at Nakakurahara's number on it, Wang Zuluo had a very happy smile on his face.

You guessed it right, among the support that Nakagura originally called, there was Wang Zuluo, the crazy wolf in Mongkok.

It will take some time for the rest of the staff to come over, but Wang Zuluo has just left not long ago, how could Nakakurahara let him go as a partner?

Crunch~

The van stopped behind Nakakurahara and the others. Several members of the Yamashita group who were about to shoot were slapped by Nakakurahara one by one.

"Baga, we are one of our own, this is our own..."

But in the short time he spoke, the van accelerated again and rushed towards him.

After crashing through the railing on the ground in front of it, the van turned and pointed the side of the van with its tires obviously lower than those on the opposite side, aiming at the underground parking lot and Nakakurahara who was guarding outside.

Then came the two cars behind, blocking everyone in the inner circle in a semi-enveloping posture.

"Dian...Dianlang...Luo!"

Nakakurahara sensed something was wrong, so coming to support would definitely not be like this!

The van's windows were opened and several submachine guns poked out.

"Get away quickly..."

Nakakurahara's eyes almost popped out. Although Yakuza thoughts are rampant in Japan, he has been beaten three times since arriving on Hong Kong Island.

Even if there is great hatred between the two gangs in Japan, they will not just let gunmen come to the door like what they encountered in Hong Kong Island these few times!

This is a fucking peaceful era, why is it like fighting against Japan?

Damn it, aren’t the underworld’s activities all about various conspiracies and tricks, and the various parties behind them slowly taking action to suppress them?

How come after I came to Hong Kong Island, I saw that various societies were always trying to show off their horses and kill people, and they were always drawing lots to kill people.

During the time he came here, he could say that he had seen more big scenes than he had seen in such a short period of time on Hong Kong Island in his whole life in Japan.

In one word, rough!

The Hong Kong community is so rough!

There is no craftsman spirit at all. We sit together, drink tea, and then plot and make various calculations. This is a good community...

If Brother Luo knew what the other party was thinking, he would definitely say: This is a fucking grudge, this is the romance of the world of Hong Kong. What the hell do you know?

Hmm…the romance of submachine guns….

Brother Luo would never say that he was too rough in doing things. He knew that he couldn't outsmart those old gangsters, so he could only rely on recklessness in doing things.

As for why this will not end well...

In more than ten years, Hong Kong Island’s world of martial arts will no longer exist. Who the hell will care about the future?

Which society will not transform in more than ten years?

When the time comes when the police officers' hats are replaced with the "British Landing" and "Opium Selling" badges, who on the street will dare to call "Black Dog"?

Who dares to call "stinky feet patrol"?

Do you really think there is no death penalty in the Mainland?

Do you really think that just finding a few lawyers can make you do bad things openly?

"Shoot and kill these devils!"

Wang Zuluo didn't care whether he aimed or not, he just swept over with a single stroke.

"Call the police, call the police!"

Nakakurahara looked at the remaining dozen men falling one by one, and his mentality was about to collapse.

When one's own bullet hits the opponent's car, a cluster of sparks will quickly pop up, and then it will turn into a ricochet and fly out.

He was not a fool, so how could he not see that there was something in the other party's car.

I just don’t know whose money Wang Zuluo used to deal with him this time.

Nakakurahara knew from the beginning that the relationship between him and Wang Zuluo was just a simple money transaction.

Compared with Shu Bing of Yi Zi Dui, Wang Zuluo has no business dealings with him.

Last time Wang Zuluo asked him to help him obtain tobacco sales qualifications, but he didn't do it.

The only intention was to kill Wang Zuluo afterwards and get the money back. How could he help with all his heart?

"Mad Dog Luo, don't think I don't know it's you, you took my money, took my money!"

Nakakurahara hid behind the bunker and cursed loudly.

Wang Zuluo ignored his shouting, pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at the place where the sound came from, and fired another shot.

Damn it, I took your money to let me deal with Lida Trading Company.

You didn't pay me to come!

"Get out of the car and deal with them!"