A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Brother Luo, Sangbo... No, it's Prince Hongtai who is going to be buried, and Chen Mei sent us an invitation."

Tony personally went to Tai Kok Tsui to find Wang Zuluo, and took out a gold-plated invitation. It was different from the wedding invitation. It actually had the word "sacrifice" sprinkled with gold powder written on it.

"What a damn unlucky thing!" Wang Zuluo threw away the invitation and said, "Chen Mei wants to bury his godson Sangbo in Yuen Long. Didn't we go through the trap in the past?"

"Just hire some lion dance troupes to come over and give them a red envelope of 250 yuan. We must be considerate when they bury them."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo continued to wander around the disc factory.

Now the decoration here has been completed. The inner wall of the factory area has been thickened with cement, the door position has been expanded, and the corners have been opened. Several cameras are scattered around, completely eliminating blind spots.

Anyway, there won't be any illegal business here from now on, it's just the production of pirated discs. It's considered a gray business, and if you are found out, you just have to pay a fine.

"By the way, did that old guy Bao Rong send you information from the film and television company?"

Wang Zuluo looked at Pu Jun. In the past few days, Pu Jun handed over the account books of Lianying Finance Company and came to Tai Kok Tsui to guard the renovation of the disc factory.

"No, I feel like that old guy Bao Rong is not prepared to keep his word."

Pu Jun was very upset about the fact that he was sold to a small and broken film and television company, so he always paid attention to this film and television company that Wang Zuluo was optimistic about.

"Let Ah Xiang go to Mong Kok East tomorrow. Brother Bao Rong's nightclub has reopened. He needs a few Molotov cocktails to cheer him up. Brother Bao Rong in the province has forgotten the brotherhood between us."

Wang Zuluo was a little angry at the ignorance of the old guy Bao Rong. He had promised to help deal with Pu Jun, and he could get the film and television company for a little money.

But it's been so long, and there's not even a splash of water, and the nightclub has reopened without even saying to send an invitation to myself.

It's gone, the feelings have faded.

After wandering around for a while, Wang Zuluo took everyone back to the restaurant for dinner.

"Brother Luo, Aji is back."

As soon as he returned to the restaurant, Shan Mingquan and Aji were welcomed out.

Previously, Aji was sent out by Wang Zuluo to keep an eye on the police station to prevent Luo Maosen from possible backhand. Now that Aji is back, it seems that he has gained something.

"Let's go inside and talk later."

Entering the private room of the restaurant, Wang Zuluo sat in the main seat and looked at Ah Ji and asked: "When Luo Maosen was arrested, how did his disciples and grandsons react?"

Ah Ji took out a few photos from his arms and handed them to Wang Zuluo, and said, "Luo Maosen and the ghost guy behind him were arrested. Except for the lawyer a few times, he has never seen anyone else."

"But the powder market that Luo Maosen previously occupied has been filled by a guy named Four Eyes. He has a group of good Vietnamese guys, led by three people. They are three brothers, dear."

Wang Zuluo looked at the photo in his hand, with his name attached on a sticky note.

Four Eyes didn't have much of an impression, but he had some impressions of the three brothers Tony, Ahu, and Brother Zha. The villain in the movie The Fuse never went offline, and later even squandered goods worth tens of millions in order to make money.

The most important thing is that these three guys returned to bite the master. Four Eyes rescued them from Vietnam and trained them for such a long time. In the end, they were not tricked by the three brothers, and their wife and children were almost killed.

Also named Tony, the Vietnamese Tony is much more ruthless than the Tony around him. Fortunately, the Tony on his side is more sincere.

Leaving the photo behind, Wang Zuluo no longer cared about Si Yan and Tony's three brothers.

"There is no need to continue to observe Luo Maosen's situation. I believe that the people in the police department will definitely crucify him for promotion."

Luo Maosen's matter has finally come to an end. It's just a white powder line. If Luo Maosen hadn't been so petty and evil towards him, he wouldn't have had to deal with such a person.

There are so many white powder businesses on Hong Kong Island that Wang Zuluo couldn't control them even if he wanted to. Those ghost guys sitting in high positions rely on this thing to make money. If they don't step down, the pink goods business will never stop on Hong Kong Island.

After discussing the business matters, everyone ate together in the private room, where they chatted and slapped each other to enhance their relationship.

While everyone was chatting, Wang Zuluo's phone on the table rang. The conversation in the room immediately stopped, waiting for Wang Zuluo to answer the phone.

"A...Aluo, I'm here."

After picking up the phone, Fei Sha's voice came out.

"Okay, I'll send someone out to pick you up."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Shi Mingquan automatically stood up and waited for Wang Zuluo's instructions.

There's no way he's the most junior person in this box, and he's still considered Wei Jixiang's subordinate. If he doesn't go out to pick someone up, who will go out?

"Ah Quan, there is a fat man outside. He is a probationary inspector of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station. Just bring him in. There is no need to say anything."

Shi Mingquan nodded, turned around and went out to do some work.

"Brother Luo, is this cop here to cause trouble?"

Tony asked directly, but saw Wang Zuluo shaking his head.

"I'm not here to cause trouble. Hong Tai's matter is thanks to his help. Ah Xiang, go get the 500,000 Hong Kong paper. This is the money I promised Fei Sha."

Wei Jixiang got up and went out. He knew that what Wang Zuluo asked him to take was the small old banknotes sent by Hong Tai's people yesterday.

Soon, Fei Sha followed Death Quan and walked in.

Fei Sha looked around the box and quickly locked onto Wang Zuluo, who was sitting in the main seat.

He had seen the photo of Mad Dog Luo at the police station, and it was sent to him by He Wenzhan. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know what the person who found his police gun looked like some time ago.

"Hello Brother Luo, hello all brothers." Fei Sha nodded to everyone in the box, holding a cigarette and waiting for Wang Zuluo to fulfill his promise.

"Officer Fei Sha, the lottery ticket you asked me to buy last time won the prize. Congratulations. Five hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars is not a small amount of money."

Wang Zuluo stood up with a smile and came to Fei Sha, stretched out his hand and shook Fei Sha's hand.

He doesn't think Fei Sha is a bad person or doesn't deserve to be in the police force. In fact, a person like Fei Sha is what a person should be like.

In Wang Zuluo's eyes, those righteous people in the Royal Hong Kong Police Force who disregard family ties, abandon their wives and children, and betray their friends under the banner of justice and for the sake of so-called justice are pure idiots.

For the sake of justice, why not arrest those domineering ghost bosses? They are the biggest borers in Hong Kong Island!

For the sake of justice, why not arrest those wealthy people who wantonly inflate housing prices on Hong Kong Island?

Because of their wanton hype, how many Hong Kong Island citizens can only live in pigeonholes? How many families have been destroyed by forced eviction?

Putting aside that, isn't this what Lei Zhilan's company does?

Lei's Real Estate Company won't pay for the demolition, and there are still people demonstrating on the streets. Why don't we see these righteous people coming forward to help?

So when a fool like Chen Yongren died in the previous movie, Wang Zuluo didn't feel sorry for him at all after watching it, he just felt that he was sick in the head!