A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Stop saying a few damn words!"

Wang Zuluo looked at the position where Duan Kun was shot, and felt relieved. He couldn't help but slap Duan Kun on the head.

What he said just now was so sensational, he thought Duan Kun was going to lose his hair.

"The bullet hit the right side of the stomach and one of the ribs was broken. If you continue to talk and the ribs cut open your intestines, you will really be thrown into the street!"

After finding a suitable place to settle Duan Kun, Wang Zuluo raised his eyes and looked at the gunman's position at the door.

At this time, Aji had put the unconscious gunman on the ground, opened his mouth to see if he came in with poison.

After groping around on the other person's body for a while, he pulled out a few photos.

"Brother Luo, the gunman is from Southeast Asia. His marksmanship is very accurate. He should be a professional gunman!"

After Aji searched the gunman's belongings, he found nothing but photos and a few rolls of Hong Kong dollars.

Wang Zuluo took the photo and looked at it, his eyes narrowed together again.

This was taken with a Polaroid camera. Although it's not very clear, you can still see the face clearly.

One photo is of Wang Zuluo when he got into the car. The angle is diagonally upward. It should have been taken from the second floor across the street.

What remains is a frontal photo of Wang Zuluo, which was secretly photographed when he got off the bus at the Ladies Street nightclub.

In addition to several photos of him sitting in the car, Wang Zuluo dug out two more photos of Lao Jiu.

This gunman is different from the Wu Shu that Wang Zuluo met last time. Although both parties play with guns, Wu Shu is an amateur after all.

Amateur here refers to killing.

This gunman obviously often kills people for clients, but his behavior is different from that of a killer.

If it's a killer, it won't be as simple as a pistol.

It's so easy to throw a grenade in, or switch to a submachine gun, and there will only be a few people left in the box.

Besides, the killer is not as shabby as the other party. Although he was wearing a waiter's clothes, his shoes were still his own.

Wang Zuluo was not surprised. After all, anyone can wear clothes, and you can deal with them if they don't fit, but not shoes.

The other party is here to kill, and they will never do it while wearing shoes that don't fit.

A pair of leather shoes with some peeling leather and the laces on the uppers are frayed, indicating that the other party's financial situation is not good.

At least before I came to work, I had no money to buy a pair of good shoes.

Throwing the photo to Lao Jiu, Wang Zuluo took a deep breath and said, "It seems that someone wants us two to die here!"

After Lao Jiu took one look, he gritted his teeth and said a name: "A Tian!"

Wang Zuluo nodded and said: "Now that Duan Kun is injured, please send someone to guard the Mong Kok East station from now on..."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zuluo stopped talking to the stunned Lao Jiu and walked to the guy who had just blocked the gun for him. Squat down, straighten the opponent's body, and close your eyes.

Since Lao Jiu said that Ah Tian did it, it means Ah Tian did it well.

Now that the two of them were shot, a scapegoat must be found to stabilize the situation.

The arena is like a grassland. Once you reveal a flaw or wound, the hyenas peeping around you will pounce on you and bite you.

Wang Zuluo, in particular, was attacked by two waves of gunmen in a short period of time. If you don't find an opponent as a target, other prefixes may give rise to inappropriate thoughts.

Since you, Wang Zuluo, are being plotted, it’s okay for me to come over and take advantage...

But now that I have given the minibus stop to Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu will have to take the lead.

Wang Zuluo didn’t know that Lao Jiu really thought it was Tim who did it. It's still the same as him, just set up a target and show it to others. Anyway, he won't be the first to attack Tian.

Because he has clues in his hand, he has one more way to go than Lao Jiu.

"Wu Fei, are those uncles and A Ming all watching?"

"Brother Luo, don't worry, I have people following you."

Wuying said it very confidently. Ever since Wang Zuluo asked him to do something, he had sent his men out to scratch people.

"Let Wei Jixiang lead people out and arrest them all. Remember, others can be thrown away, but that Amin must appear in front of me!"

It was the first time that Wang Zuluo was so angry. It was different from the real swords and guns before. This time he didn't even know who was plotting against him.

This feeling of suffocation has already made him a little nervous.

"Brother Luo, something happened to you?"

Wuying heard that something was wrong with Wang Zuluo's words and quickly asked.

"A gunman attacked, and Duan Kun was seriously injured..." Wang Zuluo said what happened just now, and then asked Wuying to seize the time to do things.

"Brother Luo, are you okay?"

At this time, the gangsters outside rushed in and dispersed the guests who came out to watch the excitement outside the private rooms on the second floor and in the corridor.

"Block this box for me. No matter who comes here, they will be searched!"

Wang Zuluo squinted his eyes and looked at the restaurant manager who ran over panting.

"What are you still doing? Listen to crazy... listen to Aluo and do what you say!"

At this time, Lao Jiu also came over after making a phone call. When he saw his men outside the box who had just gone upstairs and blocked the corridor to confront Xin Lian Ying's thugs, he immediately became furious.

Everyone else has been here for a long time, and my men have just arrived, and I have lost all my face in front of Mad Dog Luo.

"Boss, this is a restaurant. Can you please ask your men not to block here?"

Although the fat manager had just heard the gunfire, he was blocked in the corridor and could not see what was going on in the box.

Seeing that Wang Zuluo and Lao Jiu were both alive and well, they thought nothing serious had happened.

"Let him come over!"

Wang Zuluo ordered through gritted teeth. After the fat manager was released by the gangsters, Wang Zuluo directly grabbed the manager's collar.

Drag him to the gunman wearing a waiter uniform and throw him to the ground.

"You guys have a lot of backbone and style. My people want to follow you in and limit the number of people."

"Didn't the waiter at the door say that no one of you has the guts to make trouble? Now look, what the hell is this?"

The restaurant manager looked at the chaotic scene in the box, and then at the pistol that the gunman dropped on the ground, and his face turned pale.

"Having integrity is Mr. Lin's property. Even if Jiang Tiansheng comes, he must abide by the rules here..."

Wang Zuluo slapped him directly. He knew that the backstage with backbone was unusual, but this was not an excuse for the other party to deal with him.

"Mr. Lin is a justice of the peace on Hong Kong Island..."

The fat manager was still perfunctory and didn't even mention why the gunman was wearing a waiter's uniform.

"I know who he is. He's an old timer in the world of Jianghu. I know a lot of bigwigs in the world of Jianghu. He can even come in and out of the Hong Kong Governor's mansion at will. And he fucking believes in Jesus..."

Wang Zuluo squatted in front of the fat manager and slapped him once he said something. When he finished speaking, the fat manager's face was swollen.

"But I follow the rules here and you fucking break them."

After Wang Zuluo finished speaking, he stopped talking to this fat man.

He knew that the other party must have paid him to let him in, but there was nothing he could do about this guy.

What the other party said is right, that is, Jiang Tiansheng must abide by the rules here.

How could the gunman wear a well-fitting waiter uniform without the help of an acquaintance in the restaurant?

Where did the food truck come from?

You still know exactly which box you and Lao Jiu are in?

Even if the other party knocked out the waiter to get the information and clothing.

But from the time the other party put on his clothes to the time he picked up the food truck, no one noticed anything unusual?

Didn't anyone notice that the restaurant was even missing a waiter?

There are many branches of Integrity in Hong Kong Island, including Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui, Wan Chai, Yuen Long, etc.

It was Wang Zuluo who proposed the lecture, so the place was chosen by Lao Jiu.

Needless to say, in Mong Kok, Wong Cho-lok is a local favorite, and in Tsim Sha Tsui, Wong Cho-lok's acquaintance, Ah Wing, is there.

Fearing that he would be ambushed by Wang Zuluo's people, Lao Jiu chose Jordan's Guanqi Restaurant.

I thought there would be no accidents, but I still encountered a gunman.

Who can arrange things in such an orderly manner?

Of course it’s a local snake!

Wang Zuluo glanced at the fat manager who was still sitting on the ground, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Such a big thing happened in Youguchi Restaurant, which is equivalent to smashing the sign of the person behind the restaurant.

There is no need for Wang Zuluo to take action. If this manager can survive tonight, Wang Zuluo will lose!