A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Brother Luo, why don't you kill that Poujie?"

Ah Ji, who was driving, turned around and asked, "When I was a child, I heard my master say that if you smile in front of others and pull the trigger behind others, your back will feel uncomfortable if you stay like this."

Wang Zuluo actually wanted to kill A Le, but that old guy Deng Bo ended up. As the uncle who has the biggest say in He Liansheng, he now supports Ah Le.

If Wang Zuluo really wanted to kill Ah Le, he would really have to fight to the death with He Liansheng.

But Aji is right.

Even though I looked so majestic today, it seemed like I was riding on A Le's neck to shit.

But Wang Zuluo knew that today it was just that he and Liansheng wanted to make peace with him.

He has taken so many steps back, and if he continues to advance even further without blinking an eye, he will really not be able to go far...

"It's so fucking tiring to hang out!"

After frowning and thinking for a while, Wang Zuluo slapped the seat in front of him irritably.

"Brother Luo, I don't know all the twists and turns, but I know that even if we can't survive in Hong Kong Island, the worst we can do is imitate the Luo family."

Ah Ji raised his eyes and looked at Wang Zuluo's expression in the rearview mirror in the car, and said, "You can learn from the Ni family's Ni Yongxiao. Now the Ni family's business has begun to move overseas. If we lose Hong Kong Island, then Just go to North America and become a mafia!"

"We are all doing business. No matter how depressed we are, can we still beg on the streets?"

Wang Zuluo was stunned for a moment when he heard Aji's Kaijie.

Then he leaned on the seat in silence and quietly looked at the scenery of the car reversing outside.

"Go to hell and take care of the overall situation. It's not the intrigues and intrigues of palace fighting. It's Shun Xin who comes out to mess around!"

"Stop the car and let's go back!"

Ah Ji was startled by Wang Zuluo's sudden voice, but after hearing Wang Zuluo's words clearly, the expression on his face immediately looked like he had eaten shit.

He raised his hand and gestured a few times, thinking about whether to slap himself in the face.

What can I do if I go back now?

Thinking back to his persuasion just now, Aji wished he could go back in time, pull out his gun and shoot himself twice at that time.

Damn your mouth!

"What are you gesticulating for? The car is turning around!"

A Le looked at the burning nightclub with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were still twitching with pain.

Although he used a nightclub and his own face to offset his deliberate attempt to stop Xin Lianying from beating up his son last night, he still felt distressed as he should.

This nightclub is fully owned by myself!

Crunch~

Wang Zuluo's motorcade stopped at the entrance of the nightclub again.

A Le looked up at Wang Zuluo, who pushed the door and got out of the car, striding towards him, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.

"Someone once said that if you take a step back, the world will be brighter..."

Listening to Wang Zuluo's confused and loud words, A Le frowned.

Is there something wrong with this mad dog Luo? He is so far away from me and he is shouting at his neck. He is not afraid that his throat will scream something wrong?

"The vast sea and sky may have it, but what comes earlier than it is the anger!"

Wang Zuluo had already walked to a position ten meters away in front of A Le.

A Le's men had noticed something was wrong and began to gather here.

After burning down the nightclub, Shi Mingquan, who was about to leave on the tour bus, also got out of the car with others and followed Wang Zuluo.

Seeing Wang Zuluo's posture, A Le's expression finally changed.

"Mad Dog Luo, you burned down the nightclub, you also trampled on my face, and now you want to overturn the table?"

Ale's hand reached to his lower back, where he held a fully loaded Glock pistol.

"The rules of the rivers and lakes are: show off your horse and don't use your gun..."

Wang Zuluo stopped eight or nine meters away from Ale.

He reached out and took a steel baseball bat from his subordinate's hand. His arm naturally hung by his side, and the baseball bat hit the ground with a clang.

"I'm not afraid if you use a gun, because I have more guns than you!"

In the armored vehicles on the street, the figures of Ah He and others holding submachine guns loomed.

"Do you really want to kill me?"

A Le slowly retracted his hand and looked at Wang Zuluo with a gloomy face.

"Of course I have to fight! Otherwise I feel uncomfortable..."

Wang Zuluo looked at the people brought by Death Quan and spread out on the street, and looked at A Le with a smile.

A Le waved to his side, took a machete and made several gestures in his hand.

This is Ale's land. When the nightclub burned down, He Liansheng's people surrounded this street.

Now I watched my boss draw his sword, and immediately pulled out the previously hidden weapons from all corners of the street.

"Behead that mad dog to death!"

Seeing that there was really no room for change today, A Le took a deep breath and swung the machete in Wang Zuluo's direction.

The gangsters around him and Liansheng immediately shouted at the top of their lungs and at the same time drew their swords and rushed towards Xin Lianying.

"Fuck Mad Dog Luo, attack his grandma and Lian Sheng!"

In the assault vehicle on the street, the sergeant of the anti-gangster group, who had just been eating a box lunch and watching the fun, immediately dropped his chopsticks, grabbed his walkie-talkie and started calling for support.

He had originally reported the burning of the nightclub, but looking at the scene, he could guess that it was Mad Dog Luo who came here to vent his anger.

It's just a fire in the nightclub. It's the fire brigade that's having a headache, not their anti-gangster group.

But it's different now, although there are less than 300 people from both sides showing off their horses on the street.

But on one side is the uncrowned king of Xin Lian Ying, and on the other side is the leader of He Lian Sheng.

If we really want to make a real splash, I guess a replica of last night will be staged tonight.

Thousands of people were killing each other on the street. If Xinji hadn't greeted the ghost guy last night and was very reasonable in handling the aftermath, the anti-gangster group would have been dispatched to chase people away.

Everyone knows that something has happened to Xinji, and it is impossible for Xinji to take over the position without making a fuss.

As long as they don't go out on the streets to harass residents in broad daylight, people from the police station won't go out to make trouble.

Anyway, both sides are not good birds. If one dies, the other will be less troublesome!

But today is different. There are still people shopping on the street, and Ale's Tuoji is not a sterile street.

The entertainment venues on this street are lined up from the street to the end of the street, and there are two food stalls.

Showing off your horse here is just waiting to make the headlines of the newspaper!

No matter what the following anti-gangster group thinks, the people from Xin Lian Ying here are already fighting with the gangsters from He Liansheng.

Yesterday, he was shot in the dark, and Wang Zuluo was picked up by someone using the so-called rules of the world. He almost died.

So wherever Wang Zuluo went today, he was followed by a group of skilled Lao Sijiu.

A bat knocked the machete out of the hand of a He Liansheng gangster and kicked him on the calf. With a loud scream and a scream, the He Liansheng boy was half-kneeling on the ground, holding his broken calf.

He stepped forward and raised his knees, and with a touch, the screams disappeared. He Liansheng and Dazai had already leaned back, and passed out with their eyes rolled white.

Wang Zuluo rubbed his knees, pulled out the two teeth stuck on the plastic knee pads and threw them away, then stared at the next player who was fighting Lian Sheng.