A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

In fact, Tobio's idea is very simple.

That was the last time his boss was blocked by that bastard Duan Kun with a bomb. Although the incident didn't spread, he knew about it.

If this face is not regained, how will they, Lao Jiu's subordinates, be able to get around in the future?

"Tobio!"

Lao Jiu patted the table again, glared at the other party with dissatisfaction, and then said: "I said I would apologize to A Luo. Don't you even listen to me, the boss?"

Wang Zuluo looked at the farce in front of him with a smile. Feixiong would not have the guts to speak like this without Lao Jiu.

The most important thing when messing around on the road is not to cause trouble for your boss. Feixiong has been around for so many years, so it’s impossible that he doesn’t understand.

Taking out a cigarette, Wang Zuluo motioned to Duan Kun to light it for him, and then took an empty bowl from the table to use as an ashtray.

While Feixiong was wary of Duan Kun, he also secretly glanced at Wang Zuluo's movements. Seeing that the other party had an ashtray but was using a bowl to catch the ashes, he couldn't help but snorted.

As expected, he is really fucking crazy, and he has a lot of weird quirks even if he smokes a cigarette...

Before he could finish thinking about all this, Feixiong knew in the next moment why Wang Zuluo had an ashtray but didn't use it, but insisted on using a bowl to collect the ashes.

Because his mother's ashtray had been thrown into his face by Wang Zuluo across the table! !

With a bang, Tobio's upper body was thrown back after being hit by the ashtray, and his nosebleed spread all over the table like a goddess scattering flowers.

"How dare you not listen to what Ninth Brother is saying?"

Wang Zuluo then stood up and kicked his foot on the table. The big round table was kicked by him and hit Feixiong who was sitting on the ground.

By the time the other party reacted, the tabletop had hit his mouth, and the two newly set gold teeth gleamed in the light, and he spit them out on the ground.

It all happened so fast, not even five seconds. Lao Jiu didn't react until Tobio covered his mouth and started screaming.

"Mad Dog Lo, do you really want to start a fucking war?"

Although the tabletop did not hit Lao Jiu, he and Feixiong were both on one side, and were hit by Chi Yu, making his chest feel tight.

"It's not that I want to start a war, it's that you want to start a war!"

Although Wang Zuluo needs time to integrate Xin Lianying, he cannot lose in terms of momentum.

It's just like talking about numbers in the prefix. It's not like the movie, where you sit and drink tea peacefully in a high-end club.

"You killed Lianghui first, and now you deal with Feixiong. Mad Dog Luo, you are sincerely trying to make things difficult for me, right?"

"If I couldn't get along with you, I would have already arranged for the gunman to kill you. Can I still come and have tea with you?"

Wang Zuluo shouted back without showing any signs of weakness. Even though the bosses on both sides looked like they wanted to tear each other apart, the two of them did not move their feet.

They are all just hanging out on the road, so there is still some tacit understanding. Let’s talk about numbers. If we don’t curse a few words or smash something, how can we talk about compensation next?

At this time, Kun had already led several of the Xin Lian Ying gangsters, and started yelling at the Yongzidu gangsters brought by Lao Jiu.

Both sides had weapons on their waists, but they chose to push each other's chest with their bare hands.

Why did you bring Duan Kun here today?

Isn’t it because Duan Kun’s curse words are unpleasant?

If there really was a fight, Brother Luo might as well call Li Xiangdong's brothers, Death Quan, and the newly acquired Gao Gang.

Coupled with Aji, he can definitely beat the opponent into a pig's head without getting hurt himself.

"Mad Dog Luo, our number gang does not need to send anyone to the minibus station. But in the nightclubs on your streets, the hallucinogens in my hand must be used!"

After Lao Jiu cursed for a few times, he was not as young as Wang Zuluo after all. His voice was hoarse and he was not as loud as Brother Luo.

He picked up the teacup that was mostly filled with tea and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Wang Zuluo also took a sip from the tea cup, and then continued to yell: "You said I'll let you bulk goods, if you don't pay two million a month, don't even think about it. !”

Anyway, there are a lot of nightclubs on the streets, but not many of them have Xinlianying as a shareholder.

If it were changed to another prefix, the bulk rights in these nightclubs must be in their own hands.

But Wang Zuluo doesn't do the powder goods business, so now in the non-Xinlianying nightclubs on his street, the bulk goods have the prefixes nearby.

Big D has the best relationship with Brother Luo, so the bulk of the bulk cargo is now the other party.

Next is Fei Wei, who works under the thirteenth girl on Portland Street. He also has a lot of business dealings with the prince. He takes some goods from the prince and sells them at the nightclub on Wang Zuluo Street, and he can also earn some pocket money.

Don't say that Hongxing doesn't have fans.

Although everyone from Jiang Tiansheng to the several hall masters below said they would not lose fans.

But among the entertainment venues in Hongxing, the bulk goods must be offered to each hall master, and Jiang Tiansheng also took a lot of his share!

The profits here are so huge that few people can do it completely like Wang Zuluo. It's just that there are subordinates who specialize in this business and have failed.

The hall leaders of the club specialize in doing these dirty things, and they all bear the name of abuse to make money for the club, and they are not even qualified to go any further by default.

Generally speaking, they are very polite to the hall masters who are responsible for the dirty work, and they also know who they are doing the dirty work for.

There are many such people who are famous on the road, for example, Liangkun from Hongxing is one of them.

But what makes Liangkun smarter than others is that he helps the club gain fans while still doing his own business. Baguan took the blame for his reputation as a follower, while he himself looked after his own film and television company.

Another example is the fish head mark with Liansheng. This person is not as smart as Liangkun. Because his subordinates are ruthless and able to fight, they have been helping He Liansheng handle the dirty work, and even Big D has to be a little polite to Yutoubiao.

Big D is not polite because he respects Yu Toubiao, he is just afraid of the men who do the dirty work in Yu Toubiao's hands.

There's nothing good to say about Dongxing, it's just on par with Tsim Sha Tsui's Nee's.

But in the past few years, Jiang Tiansheng, who was prosperous, wanted to clear his name. He not only visited high-end offices, but also made friends with rich and famous people from all walks of life.

He also planned to let Hong Xing completely distance himself from the fans, which caused some objections among his hall masters.

You, Jiang Tiansheng, have made enough, and now you want to go ashore with a clear conscience, but people like them have not made enough.

This has led to some instability within Hongxing, and some hall leaders have strong opinions on Jiang Tiansheng.

Big Boss B, who had always been the most loyal dog at Jiang Tiansheng's feet, was pushed out to block the gun, while secretly Chen Yao began to make plans.

Although these people were all bulk goods in Wang Zuluo's territory, they all chose not to pay a commission to Brother Luo in a tacit understanding.

Who let Mad Dog Luo go on the road under the guise of not touching fans?

This is what they want. They can legitimately refuse to give Xin Lian Ying a commission, but they will not extend their hands to Xin Lian Ying's shareholding.

Not even one of the ordinary forty-nine boys in Xin Lianying could join in the pink goods business.

They were afraid that Mad Dog Luo would use the name of his younger brother to build an archway and work as a dancer, and then change his mind and ask them for help.

Now that Lao Jiu wants to bring in bulk goods, Wang Zuluo is eager to do so.

Brother Luo is not a god, so he cannot ban those Taoist friends from buying fans, and the business of selling powder products cannot be banned in the territory.

If Lao Jiu comes in, at least it will be easier to control on the surface.

Those little gangsters from the province appeared out of nowhere and started messing around in the territory. Brother Luo can also get an entry fee from Lao Jiu.

Note, this is the entry fee. Brother Luo won't care if anything happens to his men!