A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Chapter 10 Brother Luo~ Come to my room at night to catch up on old times.

"Isn't this Xiao Luo?"

"Xiao Luo is back?"

As soon as he entered the housing estate, the neighbors who were working nearby recognized Wang Zuluo.

After all, he has been here since he was a child, and these neighbors have watched him grow up. In addition to not being 'someone else's child' in the ears of nearby children, Wang Zuluo is quite famous here.

"Brother Luo~ I haven't seen him for several years and he is still so handsome."

After parking the motorcycle, Wang Zuluo's butt was touched. When he looked back, he saw a young woman with a big belly.

"Don't go out to buy groceries when you're pregnant. Be careful to give birth to a girl who cares about everything. Then the status of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will be reversed."

When he first saw this young woman, what came to Wang Zuluo's mind was not her name, but the way she spread her legs.

Although I don’t remember the other party’s name, there is no doubt that this is one of Wang Zuluo’s ex-girlfriends when he was in school.

The young woman seemed to want to say a few words, but was quickly pulled upstairs by her husband. Before going upstairs, her husband glared at Wang Zuluo fiercely.

What do you want me to do?

It was your wife who touched my butt, not me who touched your wife's butt, street boy!

Shrugging, Wang Zuluo turned to the door of his unit while shaking the car keys.

"Arlo, you haven't come to see me for three years. Come to my room tonight to catch up on old times?"

Walking to the second floor, in a room with a half-open door, a beautiful woman wearing only a small suspender belt leaned against the door frame and gave Wang Zuluo a wink.

"Adan, my cousin doesn't have time tonight, so you should practice your Cantonese alone tonight."

Before Wang Zuluo could ask what time it was at night, a little beauty came running down the stairs.

Zhu Wanfang pulled Wang Zuluo up, passed by Adan's door, and slammed the door. If Adan hadn't been able to hide quickly, he probably wouldn't have been able to save his nose.

"We are all neighbors. It's not good for you to say that to A Dan."

Wang Zuluo reluctantly glanced at A Dan's door. To be honest, A Dan looked a bit like Cecilia Cheung, but if you look closely, he looked very different.

But the figure and appearance are all Wang Zuluo’s favorite, not to mention they don’t cost money.

"Why is it bad? I asked Sister Adan to learn more Cantonese. Customers from the province always negotiate with her on price. I am doing it for her own good!"

Seeing that Wang Zuluo was walking slowly, Zhu Wanfang pulled him much harder.

Uncle Zhu had already prepared the meal. When he saw Zhu Wanfang pulling Wang Zuluo back, he greeted with a smile, turned around and took out a few bottles of beer from the refrigerator.

"If you don't come back for three years, you will disturb the neighbors when you come back. The sixth aunt upstairs knew that you were going home today, so she locked her daughter in the room since the afternoon, and she had to unite with the surrounding neighbors to drive you out."

Uncle Zhu joked with Wang Zuluo with a smile, but it made Zhu Wanfang a little unhappy and muttered in a low voice:

"Dad, it's those people who miss my cousin, and now they want to drive him away..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Zhu hit him on the head: "I can't finish my homework today, let's see how I deal with you."

"A Luo sits down to eat. This girl Wanfang is used to being wild outside day by day. If she could study as well as you did back then, I could die in peace now."

Wang Zuluo didn't know how to answer. In fact, he was usually very eloquent, but this strange family relationship made him uncomfortable for a while.

The meal lasted for more than an hour, during which Zhu Wanfang was asking various questions, while Mr. Zhu just smiled and watched the interaction between the two.

"Cousin, let me help you back to your room. It's my father's fault for pouring you so much wine."

After clearing the table, Zhu Wanfang reached out to help Wang Zuluo back.

"You should take care of Uncle Zhu at home. I can't get drunk with this little wine."

Wang Zuluo immediately refused, joking, if Zhu Wanfang helped him back, how could he go downstairs to find Adan?

Ignoring Zhu Wanfang's angry eyes, Wang Zuluo dodged and ran back to his room.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out his phone and called Tony, ready to ask if the wind was over.

"Brother Luo, I've found out everything. During this period, the Western boy who was on the street spent all day apart from being in the bar and staying at the financial company to check accounts."

"I heard that Pu Jun came to teach me a few words a few days ago. He has been keeping a low profile recently."

Low profile?

If you keep a low profile, can you still send your little brother to patrol the streets downstairs of your company?

"Have you found out how many people the Western guy has?"

Wang Zuluo didn't care whether the Western boy was having a good time or not. If he provoked him, he would definitely not be able to make the other party feel comfortable.

"There are more than 20 confidants here in the finance company, all of whom are gangsters. There are also four billiard halls, a bar, several taverns on the street, not counting the ice room and breakfast shop. The total manpower can be a hundred Multiple.”

Tony was very easy on the streets and was a good hand at collecting wind. It only took a few hours to find out the details of Western Boy.

Over one hundred…

Wang Zuluo knew that the more than one hundred people Tony was talking about were Lao Sijiu raised by Westerners. Their skills may not be very good, but they are all experienced in fighting.

"Damn, it's better to hire people in places like bars."

I don’t know what Lin Weilong is thinking. His names are all high-end places such as clubs and bowling alleys.

It has also contracted the tourist business of several docks and has several cargo ships on hand.

With this kind of strength, it would be great if you open more bars, KTVs and other places. Then you can raise a thousand or eight hundred boys. Isn't it better than a gunman?

Wang Zuluo felt as if he had eaten a lemon, so sour.

He also knew that Lin Weilong's business was definitely better in raising gunmen than in raising bad guys, but he still couldn't help but make some remarks.

If he had too many bad men, Lin Weilong would not have been chased and hacked through three streets by Prince Hong Xing's men last time, and he could only run over and shoot him in the middle of the night.

If Wang Zuluo had money, he would definitely hold a club to raise young models to take the high-end route, but who said he didn't cross over into a second-generation status? Now he can only take the path of a short mule.

Although financial companies have good profits, they have limited manpower. The small processing factory does employ a lot of people, but they are all mainlanders who have come across the sea to work part-time.

If it were a place like a bar and billiards hall, it would be able to maintain some manpower.

Shaking his head and throwing away these thoughts, Wang Zuluo asked: "Have you heard any news about Lianying's other uncles?"

Tony thought for a while and replied: "Most of the forces of Lian Ying are in Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok East. Only the Xiyang Tsai banner is the big one near Canton Road. Pu Jun is now doing charity in his own financial company."

"Even if we wipe out the Western boy's place, Lianying won't be able to spare the manpower to fight back for a while."

Tony's voice was a little excited. Wang Zuluo asked this because he meant to occupy the Western boy's place. When the time comes, merit will be rewarded, and he, Tony, will at least be able to open a bar and be cool and unrestrained.

It's better than the little bird shop he's looking at now. Not to mention the small income, my younger brother can't even get much. Apart from attracting some students in school, it doesn't have any prestige at all.

"Okay, let's check tomorrow which Asri patrols the streets near Xiyang Finance Company, and then find more manpower."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zuluo thought about it for a while and then called Ye Rong, a young man in the middle of the century:

"Brother Rong, I need you to help me with something. Do you know the number to help this person A Wu?"