A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Hey, it's still an antique..."

Bending down to pick up the Eight-sided Han Sword thrown by Luo Tianhong, Aji casually pulled it out and looked at it a few times.

"Keep it well if you know it's an antique. I'll get it back from you!"

Luo Tianhong looked at Aji's actions and became angry.

"Stop talking nonsense, cuff your own handcuffs, don't dare to do small tricks, don't blame the troll in my hand for not having eyesight!"

A few steps away, the plane pulled the sleeve, and a bullet flew out of the ejection hole. He quickly reached out to grab it and put it away.

The meaning is obvious, it is to warn Luo Tianhong not to play tricks.

What happened to the three gunmen just now is a lesson to others. The plane never came close to Luo Tianhong.

"The gunman isn't one of yours, is he?"

Luo Tianhong skillfully cuffed the handcuffs on his wrists and asked:

"I've seen the gunmen around Wang Zuluo. Their marksmanship is so accurate that they can shoot headshots from a distance of more than ten meters. They are incomparable to these three losers."

"That's what Xinji came to silence. Even I can see it. Do you want to ask more questions?"

The plane made a gesture to his men, and the two gun-wielding boys handed the guns to their companions, took out a cable tie from their waists, and walked towards Luo Tianhong.

Seeing that the other party was so cautious, the last bit of luck in Luo Tianhong's heart was gone. He could only stand there and let his hands and feet be tied up with zip ties.

"I heard that you are from the Luo family. Brother Luo just discussed cooperation with the Luo family yesterday. It's really fate."

Aji handed Luo Tianhong's Han sword to the men beside him, turned the short sword in his hand and walked to Luo Tianhong.

"Don't mention the Luo family to me!"

When Luo Tianhong heard this, he immediately glared over, but was punched in the stomach by Ah Ji, who bent over in pain and retched several times.

"You're not from the Luo family, and you're still getting involved with Xinji?"

He grabbed Luo Tianhong's hair and asked him to look up. The more Aji looked at the blue-haired man, the more unhappy he became.

I'm already arrogant enough with yellow hair, but I didn't expect this bastard to be even more eye-catching with blue hair.

"Is it Chen Wanshan who jumped on the street and asked you to come?"

Both parties involved in the shootout in Wang Zuluo's villa area were identified, and Aji knew all these things when he followed Wang Zuluo.

The only person in the Luo family who caused trouble for Brother Luo was Chen Wanshan. Apart from him, no one else would contact Luo Tianhong.

"Although I'm not a good person, I never lie!"

Luo Tianhong raised his head and stared at Ah Ji, and said, "I go out to do things behind Lian Haolong's back just because I don't want to continue to be a transparent person."

"Usually during conferences, I can only stand outside the door and look out, and I have to be at the very edge when walking. Would you be willing to do it if it were you?"

Luo Tianhong has not yet become famous in Lian Haolong's group. He will not be reused until he helps Lian Haolong kill many enemies with his eight-sided Han sword.

This time he came to Jordan to help Wang Bao because he heard that there was a constant conflict between A Le and Wang Bao in Lian Sheng.

There were fights when there was conflict, and people were killed when they showed off their horses. Just as he thought, in just a few days, his name, Luo Tianhong, was called out in Jordan.

With a quick sword in his hand, twenty well-known masters would not be able to stop him.

The rest of the bad guys who were killed casually were not included, so he wanted to kill Wang Zuluo to make his name more famous.

But now it's all over.

Lian Haolong helped Xinji's people behind Lian Haolong's back, and the Luo family returned to Hong Kong Island. Lian Haolong could not go back.

Wang Bao caused a lot of trouble for Zhongxinyi because of his ruthless attacks. Not only did he have to pay to clean up the mess, but he was also called in for questioning every three days.

Wang Bao is considered open-minded if he doesn't find a swordsman to kill him.

Xinji's gunman had just been killed by him, and Xinji couldn't go there.

Although the world of Hong Kong Island is big, Luo Tianhong's position is no longer there.

so…….

"I want to see the mad wolf in Mong Kok!"

Staring at Aji, Luo Tianhong spoke what was in his heart.

"Meet Brother Luo?"

Loosening Luo Tianhong's hair, Aji looked Luo Tianhong up and down, and finally nodded with a smile:

"Brother Luo said that he must be kept alive, otherwise you would have been beaten into a sieve long ago. Don't worry, you will see Brother Luo soon."

A bar in Wan Chai.

Several vans screeched to a stop at the door.

"You can't park at the door. You can just park your shabby car at any street corner, and the traffic police won't even put a sticker on it..."

When several Xinji parking boys who were smoking and bragging saw this scene, they immediately dropped their cigarettes, walked over and knocked on the van's window.

"If you want to come in here to find a girl, just get the fuck out of here and park. If you're here to cause trouble, just find out who owns this place."

With a mouthful of spit on the windshield, Xinji's parking boss, Lan Gancheng, walked over with his arms swaying, raised his left foot and stepped on the bumper of the van.

Luan Gambling's real name is Feng Cheng, and he is in charge of more than a dozen small gambling establishments in Xinji. Because of gambling, he was transferred to manage the parking business.

If anyone else had gotten into trouble because of bad gambling, Xu Hua would have been killed long ago, but bad gambling Cheng was a confidant of Xu Hua's brother Xu Qiang, so he was transferred to take charge of parking.

"The bar is closed today. If you are wise, please stay away. Today we are sitting in the bar to have some fun. I hope you will be more discerning..."

Luan Chengcheng couldn't say anything anymore, because a group of tough gangsters wearing hoods got out of the van.

They are called gangsters because they all have submachine guns in their hands.

The Xinji parking boy who had knocked on the window just now had a gun to his head and was kneeling on the ground. Bad Gambling Cheng was particularly taken care of.

The butt of a gun hit the bad guy in the face, smashing the cigarette in his mouth, and also knocked out two front teeth.

Reaching out to grab the other person's hair, Wang Zuluo held up Roland Gamble with one hand, pressed the other person's face against the windshield, and wiped it back and forth a few times.

After all the saliva on the car window was wiped clean, Wang Zuluo nodded with satisfaction.

He threw him to the ground and kicked him in the stomach.

Use the instep of your feet to turn Bad Gambling Cheng over so that he is face up, and ask: "Which private room is Xu Hua in?"

"Boss, things can't change... ugh..."

Wang Zuluo didn't have time to listen to the other party's nonsense, so he kicked the other party in the stomach and continued to ask:

"Is Xu Hua here? Take us in!"

"I don't know where the boss is, I'm just responsible for parking outside..."

This time the bad gambler Cheng Xue was smart and quickly told what he knew.

Wang Zuluo nodded and took back the foot that was on him under the expectant eyes of Lan Gambling.

But Cheng Cheng's expression suddenly changed, because the gun in Wang Zuluo's hand was aimed at him.

Then there was a bang.

Rotten Gambling's head rose high and fell again, and the front windshield of the van was covered with blood...