A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Brother Luo, Shaqiang and the others have passed Kai Tak Airport and are heading towards your location!"

Listening to the voice on the phone, Wang Zuluo looked at Abu in the passenger seat and said helplessly: "You should believe in my credibility. Why don't you go find me, Wang Zuluo, when did I stop keeping my word?"

Abu ignored Wang Zuluo, stopped pulling the fried rice into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I only believe in my own eyes!"

Wang Zuluo curled his lips, this kind of killer guy is the most annoying.

If it were Young and Dangerous, Brother Luo would definitely not follow him out, but for a ruthless person like Abu who could hide behind the curtains for two hours, Brother Luo didn't want to offend him.

Anyway, as long as Abu gets the head of that guy Ma Tianshou, the other party will owe him a favor.

It will be much easier to recruit the other party then.

He doesn't believe that a killer will continue to miss the life of a killer when he encounters a chance to clear his name.

What's the point of being a killer?

How much money can you make if you work hard?

It is no exaggeration to say that Brother Luo can now earn more than three million yuan a month just by pumping money from his territory.

With a monthly income of three million, how many people can Abu kill in a month?

Even if he could earn half a million by killing one person, he would have to kill six people a month to earn that.

You also have to figure out the broker’s dividends, carriage fees, necessary expenses when visiting locations, and money for firearms.

Besides, it’s not like they can get jobs every day. These people often have to take a long break from each job. Earning two million a year is considered too much.

"Think about it. Although you only get 20,000 yuan a month, your salary can increase with the price. Do you understand that you have a stable income?"

Wang Zuluo refused to give up and continued to invite Abu to work for him.

There is only one Aji around, which is not enough. As for Li Xiangdong and the others, they should just stay in the security company as instructors.

Wang Zuluo could tell when he shot Brother Zha last time that they were not from the same group as him.

If it were Aji, let alone Brother Zha, even Tony would have to be killed on the spot.

"I'll think about it for a while." Abu couldn't stand being scolded by Wang Zuluo, so he could only say something perfunctory.

Wang Zuluo shook his head and stopped persuading. Anyway, with this favor in hand, Abu can't run away.

Soon, Wang Zuluo saw Shaqiang's convoy and immediately started the car to follow.

"The garbage truck opened the road, tsk, tsk, Liangkun was knocked out of the shadow by the garbage truck, right?"

After complaining, Wang Zuluo still hung up from a distance.

Behind him were two vans, in which were the policemen transferred back from the security company by Wang Zuluo.

After following for a while, Shaqiang's team slowly slowed down and turned onto a small road.

Although Wang Zuluo was a little confused, he still drove and followed.

Soon, Wang Zuluo knew the reason. Several cars were parked at the intersection in front of him. Liangkun was wearing a sexy red suit, holding a phone in his hand and waving to Shaqiang's motorcade.

Wang Zuluo slowed down and finally stopped on the side of the road.

After Liangkun got into Shaqiang's car and the men he brought with him also drove into the convoy, they followed him again.

"If you follow me like this, you will be able to tell at a glance when you meet someone like me!"

Looking at Wang Zuluo's poor tracking methods, Abu couldn't help but say something.

"What are you afraid of? How many killers like you can be found in the entire Hong Kong Island?"

Wang Zuluo didn't take it seriously. There were many people who were paid to kill people in Hong Kong, but those gunmen and swordsmen were very cheap.

For 100,000 yuan, you can find a few Vietnamese swordsmen. For 500,000 yuan, Sha Danwu from the number gang can bring a hundred of his own men to help you.

There is no market for killers like Abu on Hong Kong Island because they are too curly.

Even if the gunman is a little more expensive, finding a black rat is worth 300,000 yuan. If there is no middleman, it can be done with 150,000 yuan.

"Silly Qiang, remember to find a few more lawyers to go to the anti-speeding team tomorrow and file a complaint against a street fighter named Li Xianying!"

Liangkun sat on his seat and complained to Shaqiang through gritted teeth.

Just now he was stopped by Li Xianying, who not only issued a ticket but also found a tow truck to take away his sports car.

This is also the reason why he informed Shaqiang to take a small road, otherwise he would definitely encounter the more serious Poujie when he went back the same way.

"Thailand's Ma Ye, I have long admired his name."

After Liangkun complained, he smiled and reached out to shake Ma Tianshou's hand.

"Although the method of inviting Mr. Ma this time is a bit disgraceful, I am very sincere... This is not a place to discuss business. When I get to my territory, I will treat Mr. Ma well..."

Liangkun was still very serious when talking about things, but unfortunately Ma Tianshou didn't accept him at all.

Anyone who is caught in a car with a gun to his head will not feel very good.

The same goes for Ma Tianshou. He has already remembered the bastard in the red suit in front of him in his heart. He is ranked below Wang Zuluo and is also one of the targets for revenge in the future.

After coming to Hong Kong Island once, Ma Ye felt that he had already met all the bad luck in this life and the next life in advance.

"Stop the car, the situation ahead is not right!"

Just when Liangkun's motorcade was still two blocks away from Qiankun Film and Television Company, Abu immediately stopped Wang Zuluo.

After being advised to have a full meal, Wang Zuluo immediately stepped on the brakes, slowed down the car, and then turned to another street.

"What's wrong?" After parking the car, Wang Zuluo asked Abu what he had found.

"There were three cars parked at the street corner, and the bullet holes in the cars were not covered up. The most important thing is that I saw Ma Tianshou's man, the guy named Bai Biao."

Wang Zuluo listened to Abu's words and looked at him in disbelief.

"Do you usually look so carefully when you are on the road?"

Wang Zuluo noticed the three parked cars, but he didn't notice the bullet holes in the cars at all.

Abu didn't say anything, he just opened the car door and ran over there.

Wang Zuluo did not move, but sat in the car with a cigarette in his mouth and waited.

Killing Ma Tianshou was Abu's business. Brother Luo thought he had no grievances with Ma Tianshou, so why did he go over and get involved?

Just as Liangkun's motorcade turned into the street where Qiankun Film and Television Company was located, a garbage truck drove out of the alley and ran straight into Liangkun's motorcade.

The target is very obvious, it is the garbage truck arranged by Sha Qiang at the front.

Suddenly two garbage trucks collided at the intersection, blocking the entire street.

Hongxing Dazi, who was standing in the back of the garbage truck, flew out from behind due to the sudden car accident due to the inertia.

More than a dozen people fell to the ground, and only three of them were able to get up.

After the garbage truck rushed out, several masked figures holding AKs also rushed out from the alley and fired at the convoy.

The three hard-working Hong Xing gangsters were the first to bear the brunt. They were hit by bullets as soon as they got up and fell back to the ground again.

Three vans that were originally parked two streets away sped up to catch up and swerved, blocking the street behind Liangkun's motorcade.

A dozen similarly masked gunmen got out of the car, covering each other in groups of three, and launched an attack on Liangkun's convoy with their guns.

When Liangkun heard the gunfire, his expression changed. He immediately opened the door of the van and dragged Ma Tianshou out of the car.

Because there was a car accident in front, all the convoys behind slowed down and stopped.

The masked men who rushed out began to shoot at the driver's seat of each vehicle accurately. This posture was completely meant to catch them all.

The hairs on Liangkun's back stood up. Wang Zuluo didn't believe that Ma Tianshou was a big trouble before, but now that he was shot, he felt a little regret.

But things have already happened, and it is useless for Liangkun to regret it.

"Silly Qiang, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Fight back!"

Liangkun dragged Ma Tianshou, whose hands were tied, and ran towards the alley on the side of the street. During the process, he took the time to turn around and call Silly Qiang.

Only then did Shaqiang finally react. He got out of the car with a submachine gun, joined the remaining gangsters and started to fight back.

But if he loses the initiative, even if he also has a gun, he will only struggle temporarily.

What's more, the marksmanship skills of Liangkun's confidants are incomparable to others.

Even if he relied on the cover of his car to shoot at the masked men on the street, he would still be shot dead accurately.