A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Some people may say that Wang Zuluo is arrogant and domineering, or that he is too high-profile and out of control.

But Hong Kong Island in this world is like this. Everyone is being bullied. If you don't fight back, others will definitely come and take a bite.

It's the same as at work. If you just go in and are bullied and don't respond, then you're in trouble.

From now on, all the dirty work will be done by you, and the leaders will treat it as invisible or even adding fuel to the fire.

Because someone has to do these things. If you don't do it, something may happen to someone else, but you are different.

You are honest, so others will think that even if you are asked to do it, you will not cause any trouble.

You think you are keeping a low profile because you don’t want to cause conflicts with your colleagues, or even because you want to suffer a little loss and gain a good reputation...

In fact, in the eyes of others, you are the one who is taken advantage of. Do you really think your hard-working leader will promote you?

I have said a bit too much. I have been under a lot of pressure these days, so I complained a bit.

So something must happen to this guy who is pretending to be powerful.

Seeing his men walking away behind Four Eyes, Wang Zuluo dropped his cigarette butt.

"Arlo, don't worry, everything has been arranged."

Li Jie came over and reported the situation to Wang Zuluo.

"Because there are too many guests and they live in scattered places, we are only responsible for the section after these people enter Mong Kok and to the front of the Cointreau Hotel."

Li Jie took Wang Zuluo into the security company. In the conference room, facing everyone who came to the meeting, he pointed to the enlarged version of the Mong Kok map hanging on the wall and began to explain:

"No matter where these rich people live, they will always walk along the main road of Nathan Road. In other words, we only need to wait at the junction of Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei - Dundas Street."

Li Jie said, using the baton in his hand, he pointed at the location of Dundas Street.

"Our security guards will drive over in commercial vehicles and wait. As long as a car drives by, they will take them to the nearest parking lot. Then when everyone is gathered, they will be escorted by our armored vehicles."

Hearing this, Wang Zuluo raised his hand to interrupt Li Jie and said: "Those people probably won't agree to this. They believe that time is money, and going there in advance to socialize is their goal."

Li Jie smiled and nodded, then handed the baton to Wang Zuluo.

He just said that on purpose. He had been a bodyguard by Long Wei's side for so long and went to various high-end places with him. It was impossible not to know this.

It was just a deliberate attempt to let Wang Zuluo give his orders.

There were nearly a hundred people in the conference room, all managers at all levels within the security company, from the team leader with the largest number of people to Zhou Shichang, the consultant and deputy manager.

It was impossible for so many people not to let Wang Zuluo's speech steal the spotlight.

Wang Zuluo took the baton, first scanned everyone in the conference room, and then said:

"Don't take them all together. This will not only show that our security company is not strong enough, but will also make people think that we are not professional enough."

Everyone knows that rich people like them are prone to getting into trouble when they get together, so it's impossible to go there together.

"Manager Li Jie's suggestion just now is very good. It can facilitate our protection."

"but……."

Wang Zuluo put down his baton, picked up the information in front of him, and said: "Those top rich people don't need us to take care of them. They have their own security teams. If they don't trust them, they can't let us follow them."

"And the contract we signed only made us responsible for the safety of these people on the list!"

The names given in the information are almost all newly wealthy people who have made tens of millions in their families or middle and high-level executives of major companies.

As well as some public figures such as movie stars, although there are many people, they will definitely arrive early.

"Let's do this. I'll ask people from Xinlianying Group to come over and help. Put on security clothes and ride a motorcycle to clear the way."

"Only for those people who are marked as the focus at the top of the list, we need to communicate in advance, allocate the arrival time, and escort them in batches with Sabretooth Tiger armored vehicles."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo closed the document, walked to the side and sat down, giving up his seat to Li Jie.

And Li Jie didn't even think about it before he started arranging tasks for the following people.

at the same time.

Duan Kun stepped into Yau Ma Tei with the white shirts of Xin Lianying and continued what he left unfinished last time.

Not all the guys who followed the prince to besiege Chen Zilong before ran away. Except for the guy Chang Maoxiong who ran to the United States, the rest just hid for a few days and reappeared.

In Yongshutou, Yau Ma Tei, Sanjo Xiongzheng led people to collect this month's fees. It was paid once a month, and he had to come to collect the money in person to feel at ease.

"Brother Xiong, I collect it once at the beginning of the month, and you come again in the middle of the month. This breaks the rules."

The manager of a nightclub stood at the door and spoke to Sanjouo.

For venues like these under Sanjou's name, the fees are paid at the beginning of the month, but now that the month has not yet passed, Sanjou comes to collect the money. This is a fucking violation of the rules.

If he gives it today, it will be equivalent to doubling their fees in the future.

This is not something that happens in a day or two. Who can be willing to spend money for no reason?

If he hadn't invested all his money in this nightclub, he would have broken up with Sanjo Yuu, sold the place, and opened a new one in Mong Kok.

Who doesn't know that Mong Kok can now be called a civilized neighborhood, and there are no more than a hundred fights in Mong Kok every night.

People will not die easily, and there will be no societies taking turns to collect money.

"You can just pay the money if I ask you to. Can't you just treat it as an advance for next month?"

Sanjou looked at the manager, and then at the informants running around the street to watch the excitement of the food stalls, bars, horse stables and other places.

He walked over with a sullen face, grabbed the nightclub manager by the collar, and said bitterly: "If you don't pay today, you won't give me Sanjoo any face."

"If you don't give me face, then your nightclub will not open. I will do what I say!"

After saying that, he patted the manager on the face, waved to his subordinates, and shouted: "Smash it!"

Immediately, the men he brought behind him brandished steel pipe machetes, rushed past several security guards at the entrance of the nightclub, and smashed things inside the venue.

The guests screamed and left through the back door, running as fast as they could and losing the money they spent in the nightclub today.

Those who run slowly will be in trouble. Not only will they be beaten by Sanjouo's men, but if the female companion is beautiful, she will get stuck in the gas and lose her virginity.

Seeing this scene, the manager of the nightclub immediately became furious.

As soon as Sanjou let go of him, he waved his fist and gave Sanjou a blind eye.

"Go to hell, kill this Poujie!"

Sanjou covered his bruised eyes and kicked the nightclub manager down.

The men around him immediately gathered around and started beating him.

After a while, Sanjou grabbed the steel pipe from his subordinates, pushed away the surrounding boys, and hit the manager on the head with his own hands.

After several blows, the opponent lay on the ground and had lost the ability to resist.

"Damn it, I'm starting a show in Yau Ma Tei and I don't even know who has the final say here."

Sanjou dropped the steel pipe and kicked the nightclub manager's body lying on the ground angrily.

"Brother Xiong, he's not breathing..."

A boy squatted down and tried it, then immediately stood up with a pale face and reported.

"Not breathing?"

Sanjou was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt down and checked.

After confirming that he had killed someone, Sanjou's eyelids twitched unconsciously.

He picked up the steel pipe on the ground, wiped it on his clothes a few times, and then put it into the hand of the younger brother who had just spoken.

"If you resist this matter, I will send you to Macau tonight to hide for a few months. When I come back, I will let you watch the show and be my big brother."

The younger brother was also confused, but he still heard what the elder brother said clearly, so he nodded and said loyally:

"Brother Xiong, don't worry, I will definitely not betray you..."

But before he could finish his words, there was a commotion in the surrounding streets.

"Sanjou, you are so majestic. You are so calm when you beat someone to death!"

Hearing this, Sanjou looked back.

With just one glance, his face turned pale. I don’t know when a large group of white-shirted gangsters appeared on the street.

"Send... send a mourning boy to show off his horse?"