A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Chapter 134 Wang Zuluo: Do ​​you think I’m mentally ill?

Tai Kok Tsui night restaurant.

As soon as Wang Zuluo and Aji entered the door, they saw Mr. Long sitting in the hall with a haggard look on his face.

"Arlo is here."

Seeing Wang Zuluo walk in, Mr. Long immediately stood up, stretched out his hand and smiled to shake hands with Wang Zuluo from a distance.

Um? No, it seems that what this guy wants from him is not simple!

Wang Zuluo also smiled and shook hands with Mr. Long, but he had already made up his mind. No matter what the old guy said, if there was not enough benefit, he would definitely refuse.

"Mr. Long is still looking radiant after not seeing you for a few days."

Wang Zuluo stretched out his hand to ask Mr. Long to sit down, then called the waiter and asked for a pot of tea.

"Arluo, you know that Arjun has always been my favorite junior brother..."

"Hey, Mr. Long, since you are optimistic about Ajun, you should let him retire and pursue happiness. He has worked hard for the club for half his life and there is not even a girl by his side, so it is appropriate for him to retire."

Wang Zuluo immediately interrupted Mr. Long’s routine.

Damn it, this old guy just plays the emotional card when he comes up, he’s really not a thing.

"Mr. Long, I heard that Hong Tai has flirted with Lianying several times in the past few days. You are still as majestic as before."

Wang Zuluo didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore. The older people get, the more roundabout they become. Brother Luo is a young man, so of course he has to be more direct.

We are neither relatives nor friends. If you have something to say, talk about it, show the benefits, and then everyone will save trouble.

The most annoying thing is asking future generations on WeChat, ‘Are you there? ’ Similar words.

Mr. Long's face froze slightly. It was good to show off his horse, but that was all because Hong Tai came to look for trouble.

Last time, people from Lian Ying burned a ghost inspector to death, which completely stopped Baorong Nightclub from opening. There are still dozens of Bao Rong's capable policemen locked up in the police station.

Lianying was ruthless enough. In order to give an explanation to the police station, he caused several uncles to commit suicide in fear of crime.

Wang Zuluo couldn't help but smacked his lips when he thought of Lianying's actions. It was so cruel that even the police station was embarrassed to bother Lianying anymore.

"As you know, something happened to the club recently. There are only a few uncles left. It's really beyond our ability to continue to support the club."

Mr. Long sighed, picked up the tea cup given by the waiter, took a sip from the tea leaves.

Ever since Wang Zuluo took over this restaurant, he was not allowed to bring the teapot to the table when he came over to discuss matters.

Only tea cups can be served. For this reason, some waitresses were hired to help pour tea with half-face masks, just in case someone used a teapot to sneak up during the conversation.

Don't laugh, this kind of thing often happens when the young and Dangerous boys in Hong Kong are quarreling.

"Mr. Long is joking. I heard that Lianying is now selling a large amount of the society's assets. With fewer assets, of course, management personnel will have to be streamlined. I think Lianying's structure is very healthy now."

Can this piece of shit talk?

Mr. Long couldn't help but start to twitch his face. If it weren't for the teapot on the table, the ashtray would have been replaced by a drawer under the table. He had to hit the other person in the face with something.

"Okay, Mr. Long, Xiyangzi and I are not acquainted with each other since we never fought each other. We have also formed a friendship with Lianying."

Wang Zuluo didn't realize at all that what he said was unpleasant. He showed a smile that he thought was very hearty and said to Mr. Long:

"If you have any questions, just tell me. I will help you if I can. Who told me and the Western boy to be good brothers?"

Are the Western boy and you brothers?

Are you fucking drowning in the sea, or are you brother?

"Okay, I'll say it then." Mr. Long gave up going around in circles with Wang Zuluo. He finally saw that the dog in front of him was not a normal person at all.

It is said that Mad Dog Luo is epileptic, and now it seems that there is indeed something seriously wrong with his brain.

"Hong Tai is aggressive now, and Chen Mei is threatening to drive away Lianying. I would like to ask Aluo to lend Ajun to our Lianying so that the club can survive this disaster."

"I promise, as long as I survive this time, I will leave the seat of Lianying to Jun..."

Pfft~hahaha...ahem...haha...

Wang Zuluo couldn't help but spit out a sip of tea. If he hadn't reacted quickly, it would have sprayed onto Mr. Long's face.

"Mr. Long, do you think I'm mentally ill?"

Wang Zuluo wiped away his tears from laughter, then quickly lowered his face and stared at Mr. Long.

‘Well, I’m not saying that my brain is not working well, it’s something widely circulated in the Tao. ’

Mr. Long wanted to nod, but he couldn't say what was in his heart. He could only squeeze out a smile and said, "How is that possible?"

When Wang Zuluo heard Mr. Long say it was impossible, he immediately nodded seriously: "It's not impossible to want Ajun to go back, as long as you hand over the Lianying Society's ledger and bank account to Ajun now."

The smile on Mr. Long's face completely froze, he looked at Wang Zuluo and said, "Aluo, stop joking."

"It was you who jumped on the street who made fun of me first!" Wang Zuluo slammed the table.

"Now that Lian Ying is selling off his assets and withdrawing from Hong Kong Island, even the bad guys below him know about it. You asked A Jun to go back and fight Hong Tai, and you also said that you would let him be your host in the future?"

Wang Zuluo stood up directly, held a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Mr. Long with a sneer.

"Let him be the host, okay, let him be the host now. Ah Jun and I are brothers. If I support him, I will definitely be able to drive Hong Tai out of Mong Kok. How about that?"

For the club?

Damn!

Wang Zuluo spat disdainfully.

"Mad Dog Luo, please be polite when talking to the senior Jianghu people. I, with more than 2,000 members in Lianying, are not easy to offend!"

Mr. Long was choked by Wang Zuluo, and finally couldn't suppress his anger, slapped the table and stood up.

The Lianying guy behind him immediately stepped forward and glared at Wang Zuluo.

"Two thousand members?" Wang Zuluo sneered, then pointed at the gangsters behind Mr. Long and shouted:

"You are still hanging around with a club that wants to run away like this?"

"Now, you heard it too. Lianying has more than 2,000 members. When these uncles and uncles run away with me, do you think they will take more than 2,000 of you with them?"

"Will they give you a share of the society's property they sold?"

When Wang Zuluo said this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Mad Dog Luo, I only talk to you for the sake of Lin Weilong's face, otherwise I would have had you killed!"

When Mr. Long saw hesitation on the faces of the Lianying gangsters behind him, he immediately spoke to Wang Zuluo.

If you don't say anything, the hearts of your gangsters will be scattered!

He thought Wang Zuluo would be angry, but he was shocked to find that Wang Zuluo nodded.

"You Lianying were indeed able to kill me, I believe this."

After speaking, Wang Zuluo stretched out his hand and waved to the waitress standing next to him.

After waiting for a few seconds, he realized that the waitress didn't see what he was thinking. He immediately frowned and scolded:

"Teapot, go to the street. If you don't have any eyesight, believe it or not, your bonus will be deducted this month?"

The waitress standing next to her immediately dropped her mouth and looked like she was about to cry.

She had been frightened just now when Wang Zuluo and Mr. Long were tit-for-tat and slapping each other on the table.

Now, because of Wang Zuluo's words, the vicious gangsters from both sides in the hall looked over. She was very strong if she didn't cry on the spot.

He quickly handed the tray with the teapot to Wang Zuluo, lowering his head and not daring to look at Wang Zuluo.

"Here's a tip of two hundred yuan. Now stand a little farther away and be careful of Beng's blood."

Wang Zuluo kindly took out a few pieces of Hong Kong paper and put them on the tray.

Then he turned around and changed his face. He picked up the teapot and hit Mr. Long on the head who was confused by his actions.