A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

The driver of the double-decker bus was jumped and subconsciously stepped on the brakes hard.

The double-decker bus jolted suddenly, then began to accelerate and hit the bad guys blocking the street.

Fortunately, the bus is not a sports car, so it takes time to accelerate. After seeing that something was wrong with the bus, anyone with long eyes would know how to hide.

They were only hired to block the road, not to die.

Seeing that the car in front did not slow down but accelerated instead, all the cars behind followed suit. Soon, buses one after another quickly broke through the obstruction of these bad guys. It can be said that these people were hired and did not delay their arrival for even two minutes.

"Mad Dog Luo, come to Tsim Sha Tsui for tea. I just want to see what the rising star in the world looks like."

On the phone, Jiang Sheng's voice was calm and not impatient, very typical of everyone.

"Haha, you don't have to drink tea. I will give you a big wreath on your seventh day, old man!"

After speaking, Wang Zuluo hung up the phone.

With Wang Zuluo's character, how could he choose a seat that he was not familiar with when sitting and drinking tea with these societies?

not to mention…….

"Mad Dog Luo, if you dare to arrest me, are you really not afraid of starting a war with Xinji?"

An overturned car got stuck on the roadside guardrail. The prince, whose face was covered with blood, just sat next to the car and looked at Wang Zuluo with sinister eyes.

As early as when he rushed to the street to register his own account, Wang Zuluo found someone to start to curb the trend.

Although Yau Ma Tei is not Wang Zuluo's territory, he has been in Yau Ma Tei for such a long time, and his words are stronger than those of Prince Gang.

"And you, don't think that if someone calls you Twelve Young Masters, you won't know how much you weigh. If you dare to cheat on me, just wait for my father's revenge!"

"Your father and mother fell down, and you ran away. It's been more than 20 years, and you still think you are the eldest young master?"

Although he was injured and stuck here, Tai Zigang could not lose the battle and began to mock Tang Twelve.

But seeing that the other party ignored him, Tai Zi just pointed his finger at Wang Zuluo, who was chatting with Tang Twelve.

"Mad Dog Luo, don't think you can escape without speaking. Today I admit defeat and tell you the truth, and I will give it to you."

Wang Zuluo glanced at this bastard, smiled and shook his head.

To be honest, with the status of a bastard like Tai Zi Gang, Wang Zuluo really couldn't kill him directly.

"Forget it, there's nothing we can do about this bastard until his father dies..."

Tang Twelve patted Wang Zuluo on the shoulder, then got on his motorcycle, waved to Wang Zuluo and left.

Tang Twelve, the recognized leader of Miaobei Street. Although there is no sign of "standing" and a flag hanging, in this area of ​​Miaobei Street, it is this somewhat naive guy who is good at talking.

"Don't worry, I'm an old friend with that pastor, and I will persuade him to get the person back..."

Wang Zuluo also smiled and waved to Tang Twelve, then looked at Tai Zi Gang with a gloomy face.

"Three cars, a dozen people, your father really takes good care of you."

"Fly, move your car out of the way, so as not to affect the neighbors' travel..."

After receiving Wang Zuluo's instructions, Wuying sat in the garbage truck and honked the horn a few times, and then began to slowly reverse the truck.

Arriving next to Tai Zi Gang, Wang Zuluo knelt down, handed the phone to his ear, and then pressed the connect button.

This call was still from Jiang Sheng. The call just now was to test Wang Zuluo. Now the call was obviously because he had received the news that his son had been captured.

"Dad, I was caught by Mad Dog Luo..."

Snapped!

Wang Zuluo slapped Taizigang on the face, and with a scream, two teeth were blown out.

"Mr. Jiang Sheng, I hope you can show up in Yau Ma Tei as promised before. We still have to count!"

Wang Zuluo squinted his eyes and glanced at the screaming Tai Zigang, then stood up, walked to the side with the phone, and continued chatting with Jiang Sheng with a smile.

"Fightings and killings are common in the arena, but there must be a beginning and an end. Last time, your son led people to step on my land. I asked my men to sweep your place as revenge. I understand this matter, right?"

"I asked you to come and tell the numbers, but you didn't come, so I can only clean up your new records. Can't you blame me?"

As he spoke, Wang Zuluo kicked Taizigang in the face and kicked him more than a meter away.

"This time you Jiang Sheng, Mr. Jiang is fucking playing tricks on me again. Are you going to fight to the death?"

Wang Zuluo's voice suddenly turned sinister, without the smile he had before.

Jiang Sheng tightened his grip on the phone and squeezed the microphone in his hand.

"Since we won't stop until death, let's start with your son..."

Click.

Listening to the sound of the pistol being loaded on the other end of the phone and Taizigang's begging for mercy, Jiang Sheng finally took a long breath:

"Wang Zuluo, I will vacate the place in Yau Ma Tei. Fang Zhan has just left. From now on, we will keep our peace and Xinji will not cause any trouble for you..."

"Aren't you going to cause trouble for me?"

Wang Zuluo's voice became kind again, he put away his pistol, squatted down, patted Tai Zigang's cheek in a friendly manner, and threw the phone to him.

"Ask your father to send someone to pick you up and bring the documents. Also, remember to put Chen Zilong back intact, do you understand?"

This time it was just that the other party caught Chen Zilong. Wang Zuluo thought Jiang Sheng would come over to talk about the numbers, but he didn't expect it to be just a drama about the father training his son. It was really disappointing.

Yes, all the existing signs indicate that this matter was completely done by the prince himself.

Moreover, Xinji's seat is based on the inheritance system, where the father dies and the son succeeds. That’s why Wang Zuluo came to this conclusion!

"Dad, I..."

"A Gang?"

Jiang Sheng on the other side of the phone shouted anxiously: "Give the phone to Mad Dog Luo... No, tell him quickly, there is a gunman who wants to kill him..."

Jiang Sheng didn't care at all about the expression of Han Chen sitting opposite him, and shouted directly to the prince.

If Prince Gang hadn't been blocked, Jiang Sheng wouldn't mind watching a scene of a gunman killing people, and he could also use this incident to teach Prince Gang a lesson.

However, this is not how you train your son.

If Mad Dog Luo dies now, then Taizi Gang will definitely be torn alive by the angry Mad Dog Luo's subordinates.

The prince was stunned for a moment, then immediately raised his head and was about to say something.

But it's too late.

Wang Zuluo, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, fell forward as if someone had punched him hard from behind.

At the same time, a gunshot sounded from behind Wang Zuluo.

As soon as the gunman finished firing, Aji had already reacted. When he flew over, the short knife had already taken the lead and inserted it into the gunman's neck.

"Brother Luo!"

"Brother Luo..."

Wuying, who was reversing the car, suddenly turned pale. This time, he was the one who came to block Taizigang's men.

Unexpectedly, someone would shoot Wang Zuluo in the back!

I've been busy these days, so the update is a bit awkward. I'm really sorry.

I will find time to make it up!

Don’t worry, Yanzu, this book will not be eunuch.

I also rely on this book to make some money for the New Year.