A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Southeast Asians?"

When Wang Zuluo saw the appearance of these two bastards, he immediately slapped his head.

"Damn it, I just said I forgot something!"

Tony sent the other party back after he had no use for it last time.

I heard that that guy crossed the sea to Vietnam some time ago, but I didn’t expect that he has sent people back to look for trouble!

"Let me ask, is it Tony's man who is messing with me again while his mother is still under our surveillance?"

Wang Zuluo was very sad about Tony's ignorance. It was just two brothers who died. Why are you so stingy?

Brother Luo and Lin Kun are still brothers. If you have the ability, Tony can just kill Lin Kun. That way, even if it's a draw, no one owes anyone anything.

If your boss says so, of course your subordinates will do the work.

So the two kidnapped men rushed to the street and started to use dentist's mouth gags to stick them on each other.

A bodyguard with pliers grabbed a tooth with the pliers, shook it a few times and pulled hard.

It was obvious that dentistry was not something that just anyone could do. The teeth were not pulled out at all, but the Southeast Asian man who was tied up in the chair let out an inhuman scream.

But it was no use. The struggling head was held by someone, and the pliers were inserted into the mouth again to continue working.

Tooth decay remains, all good teeth are pulled out, and some Western organizations tell us to care for small animals.

Although there are no worms in tooth decay, aren’t bacteria also living things?

Mold can grow on the oil in a certain country. Who dares to say that mold is not an animal?

The remaining Southeast Asian had no time to pay attention to the tragic situation of his companion. Now he was being pressed for a manicure.

The bamboo stick was nailed directly in, without giving him a chance to scream. The pliers used the gap where the bamboo stick was raised to clamp the nail and lift it hard.

This time, this Throwing Man didn't even have the strength to scream. His body trembled a few times, and he was about to faint as soon as his eyes rolled back.

Fortunately, the bodyguard acted quickly and poured ice water directly on the bastard's head.

"Ahhhh!!!"

This time I finally let out a scream, but it's not over yet. It's just a few nails. If there are not enough on the hands, there are also some on the feet.

Ten minutes later, the two Southeast Asians became much more well-behaved.

Wang Zuluo then walked over, grabbed a person's hair, and asked with a smile: "Who asked you to come?"

"Anh ngh sao?"

This guy spoke a bunch of words that Wang Zuluo couldn't understand. His expression was very sincere, as if he really didn't understand what Wang Zuluo said.

Wang Zuluo nodded with a smile, let go of the other party, looked at the bodyguard next to him and ordered: "Is the water boiling?"

"Take it here and pour it little by little on the calf of this guy who doesn't understand human speech. When it's cooked, tear off the meat layer by layer..."

"I said, I said, please don't do this..."

This guy finally stopped pretending not to understand Cantonese and started begging for mercy.

Wang Zuluo ignored him and waved his hand to let his men do their work.

What were you doing earlier?

It’s too late to beg for mercy now!

With a dragon head tattooed on his neck, why are you talking to yourself about not being able to understand Cantonese?

Wang Zuluo really can’t see the tattoos of Vietnamese mythological characters or something.

But can a person who doesn’t understand Chinese culture get a fucking tattoo of a shoulder dragon?

Then Wang Zuluo’s eyes focused on the Vietnamese who had no nails on both hands.

The bastard was given a shot of morphine, and apart from being a little weak now, he has no problem answering.

"Who asked you to come?"

Wang Zuluo repeated it again, he didn't believe that this bastard couldn't understand.

"Yes Yes……."

This guy rolled his eyes a few times and opened his mouth to make up a random name.

"You have to think clearly. If you tell me the truth, I can still give you a chance to live. But if you tell lies..., I will make it difficult for you to die!"

Wang Zuluo stared into the other person's eyes and reminded him word by word.

As expected, the Vietnamese hesitated. Although he didn't understand why he could avoid death by telling lies, he could tell from Wang Zuluo's expression that this choice must be very miserable.

"We are from Tong Lianshun and have been with the Luo family for five or six years..."

Wang Zuluo slapped him directly, did he really think he was being fooled?

The Luo family used to be in the fake Thai baht business, using fake Thai baht to exchange for U.S. dollars, or using fake Thai baht to buy fruits and other items and bring them to Hong Kong Island to exchange for Hong Kong dollars.

Now you, a Vietnamese, actually say that you are from the Luo family. Doesn't this mean that you are dissatisfied with your slow death?

"It's true, I am really a fellow Lianshun person..."

Seeing Wang Zuluo's obvious disbelief, the Vietnamese heard the screams of his companions being tortured by boiling water. He said anxiously:

"Tong Lian Shun used to print Thai baht, but later the Thai government discovered it, so he went to Vietnam to print it..."

“It is not illegal to print Thai baht in Vietnam…!”

Wang Zuluo's palm that he was about to wave down again stopped in mid-air. He looked at the Vietnamese strangely and asked, "Are you really a Tong Lian Shun?"

The Vietnamese nodded vigorously, fearing that if they nodded slowly, they would follow in the footsteps of their companions.

Wang Zuluo rubbed his face and muttered to himself strangely: "Why did Tong Lianshun send people to keep an eye on me?"

Then, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, he slapped him again, knocking out several of the Vietnamese's teeth.

"What I said is true. Chen Wanshan is a good friend with a man named Tony... The last time we kidnapped someone in Mong Kok, he was the one who asked us to do it after listening to Tony's words..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Wang Zuluo's narrowed eyes staring directly at him.

"Why are you here this time...?"

The Vietnamese did not dare to hide it and continued to answer: "Chen Wanshan heard that you have an old boss named Lin Weilong, and Lin Weilong's younger brother is fooling around in Mong Kok, so he sent someone to kidnap him back..."

"Because we are familiar with your place, let us come over to see if there is anything unusual about your place..."

The words were spoken so fast and urgently that if he hadn't looked like a monkey, Wang Zuluo might have thought that the other person was an authentic Hong Kong Islander.

Wang Zuluo stared at the other person for a long time, then suddenly smiled, and the expression on his face returned to a gentle look.

"You did it yourself to the woman who was tied up last time?"

After asking, without waiting for the other person to reply, he held the other person's head with both hands and squeezed it hard.

With a squeaking sound, the Vietnamese man's body trembled violently, and then he slumped on the chair and became motionless.

The Vietnamese who were being tortured by the boiling water were so shocked by the fate of their companions that they even forgot to scream. It was not until the iron brush was brushed on their calves that they started screaming again with a hoarse voice.

The chair he was tied to was soaked with sweat and filth from his incontinence.

Wang Zuluo had no intention of moving forward at all and raised his hand to stop the torture.

"Ask him and a few of his companions, and then clean them up!"