A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Crunch~

He Zhixian stepped on the brakes hard. He had been driving very fast because there were not many cars on the driveway in the middle of the night.

That is to say, the speed slowed down a little when we came to the intersection, but the speed was still over 60 miles. It's not easy to stop.

Turning the steering wheel desperately, He Zhixian was so anxious that sweat dripped from his forehead, but it was still of no use.

As his car turned, the driver of the garbage truck also turned the steering wheel as if he had a mental connection with him, adjusted the position of the front of the car, and still hit the Mercedes-Benz from the side.

There was a loud bang, and the Mercedes-Benz was like a toy. The driver's cab was dented by the impact, but the garbage truck still didn't let him go, and slammed the Mercedes-Benz against the outer wall of a street shop.

Aji looked at the flattened cab of the Mercedes Benz and the garbage truck that suddenly burst into smoke and caught fire. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and walked quickly to the place where the garbage truck was parked.

Picked up the package that had been thrown out by the driver of the garbage truck from the ground, looked around and found that there were no surveillance cameras, and quickly turned into the alley.

"If the target is hit, go and see if a miracle will happen."

Ah Ji's voice was very calm. He threw the outer package of the package in his hand into the trash can. After taking back the walkie-talkie and phone inside, he emerged from the alley at the intersection of another street.

"Nearby fire stations, please do not allow fire trucks to approach Dundas Street for half an hour."

While giving instructions, Aji had already started the car parked on the street, and then drove towards Tsim Sha Tsui.

After the patrol police discovered that there was a car accident at the intersection and both cars started to catch fire, they quickly called the fire station.

But after waiting for more than half an hour, the car involved in the accident extinguished the flames on its own, and the firetruck from the fire department arrived belatedly.

The firefighters on the fire truck jumped out of the car with dark faces, came to the location of the car accident, took a look, and then put down the fire sprinklers they were holding.

I returned to the car and found two fire extinguishers. I sprayed the flames on the tires a few times and declared that the work was over.

The fire was put out very quickly this time. If they had been slower in changing the tires, it might have been extinguished by itself.

After kicking the tires he had just replaced, the captain on the firetruck rubbed his face hard.

In order to rush over this time, their fire station dispatched three fire trucks one after another, but no matter how they detoured, the tires of the vehicles would always be punctured for no reason on the way.

Finally, they came to the conclusion that the two drivers in the car accident had offended some kind of god and deserved their death today.

In a nightclub in Tsim Sha Tsui, Wang Zuluo asked for a private room with his dead body and a dozen gangsters.

"Brother Luo, those cops are here too!"

At the bar of the nightclub, Shi Mingquan saw the plainclothes men asking the bartender about something, so he reminded his boss.

Wang Zuluo took a glance and found that the old, middle-aged police chief from before was also there, so he gave up and continued fishing.

"What's the name of the best girl here?"

Before entering the box, Wang Zuluo asked the waitress who led the way.

"Of course it's Sister Cui'er, but unfortunately today Cui'er is reserved by Brother Dong. The bosses should order other escort girls. You can also order me..."

The waiter felt the thickness of the Hong Kong dollars stuffed into his bra, and naturally put his arm around Wang Zuluo.

If it were anyone else, as a waiter, she would definitely not be able to accompany him for drinks easily, but Brother Luo is a good-looking guy and generous with his actions.

If the other party likes the tone, she doesn't mind what happens.

But when Wang Zuluo heard that Cui Er was booked, a smile immediately appeared on his face. Instead of following the waitress's pull and walking into the box, he stopped.

If you want to ask what to do in a nightclub, it will 100% cause conflicts?

Of course, she is competing with others to be the number one girl in the nightclub.

"How about I give you another five hundred yuan and tell us where Brother Dong's box is?"

Wang Zuluo patted the butt of the waitress holding his arm and asked with a smile.

The waitress glanced at the big fat sheep she had set her sights on first, and shook her body coquettishly. But after realizing that Brother Luo's arm was completely sunken and still indifferent, he sighed slightly.

"It's the second room on the left. Let me remind you, that Brother Dong has a lot of background. If you offend him, be careful not to leave Tsim Sha Tsui tonight..."

After Wang Zuluo heard this, he smiled even more happily.

"Okay, take the money and leave. Remember to ask someone to bring the wine to our box."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo took his hand out of the opponent's chest, and then shook his head at the dead body behind him.

The latter understood, and immediately led a few gangsters to the door of Brother Dong's box, and kicked him up.

In the box, two of Dong Ge's men were standing at the door. At this time, they were listening to the music in the box and the sound of Dong Ge and his friends teasing the barmaid, which attracted all their attention.

Suddenly, there was a clang. The box door was kicked open.

Before these two Dong Ge's men could react, they were restrained by the influx of Xin Lian Ying thugs.

Luan Mingquan walked in, glanced around the sofa, and quickly locked his eyes on a beautiful woman wearing a low-cut dress.

"Tui'er, right? Our boss wants to see you."

After saying that, Luan Mingquan waved his hands and asked his men to go over and grab people.

"Where the hell are you from?" Brother Dong spent a lot of money to buy Cui'er's place today in order to curry favor with the big benefactor from Taiwan.

If these people were to take Cui'er away, the money wasted would be a small matter, but the loss of face would be a big deal!

Luo Mingquan didn't bother to talk to him. Brother Luo said he wanted a woman but he didn't want a man, so he should go to hell.

The two thugs stepped forward and pulled Dong Ge away. They reached out and grabbed Cui'er's arm and pulled her out.

"You are so damn smart, you dare to steal a woman from me in Tsim Sha Tsui, Sha Pidong!"

Brother Dong walked up to Shan Mingquan and signed up to find out where he was coming from.

"Okay, Shapidong, I'll give you two hundred yuan as an apology. Can you please stop speaking so loudly in the future?"

Wang Zuluo leaned against the door of the box, hugged Cui'er who was brought over by the beating boy, and looked at Brother Dong with a smile.

"Ah Quan, give this dog two hundred yuan and ask him to go to a pet shop for an operation. It will save him from barking as loudly as if he is in heat every day."

When Wang Zuluo saw the other party and knew how to do it, he immediately started provoking him.

Today was an unlucky day. First I met a veteran policeman, and now this guy who seems to be very powerful in Tsim Sha Tsui didn't take the bait.

"You're looking for fucking death!"

Finally, Brother Dong couldn't help but reached out and picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table and rushed towards Wang Zuluo.

However, Death Quan punched him in the head from behind, causing him to lose his center of gravity and fall directly at Wang Zuluo's feet.

Without thinking, Wang Zuluo raised his foot and stepped on the opponent's head.

"You can't do it just for a few seconds. I'll give you time to go out and call someone. I'll wait for you here. If you're late, I'll leave."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo took Cui'er in his arms and walked towards his box. When he passed by Brother Dong, he reminded him loudly: "Hurry up and find someone, we are in a hurry..."

Brother Dong lay on the ground, his teeth almost broken.

"Ah Quan, find someone to follow him and see where he comes from."

As soon as Wang Zuluo returned to the box, he let go of Cui'er and gave orders to Death.

Today is here to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean Wang Zuluo doesn't have any brains.

If the other party is looking for a lot of people, then he will definitely leave directly, or at least find another nightclub and continue to find another unlucky person to provoke.

If this Dong brother is a weakling, then Luo brother will definitely accompany him to make a big fuss in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Pulling Tweety to sit on the sofa, Wang Zuluo handed the microphone to her and said, "Let's sing a song that we are good at."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo closed his eyes and rested his head on the other party's lap, waiting for Ah Ji to come back.

Cui'er glanced at the handsome guy on her lap, took a deep breath, picked up the microphone and started singing.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a commotion at the door.

Wang Zuluo opened his eyes and immediately stood up and raised his chin to the boy standing at the door.

The policeman opened the door of the box and saw that the young police chief whom he had met at the hot pot restaurant before was being dragged away from the door of the box by several policemen.

"Let him in!"

Wang Zuluo became interested now. He didn't bite the hook just now, but now he caught two fish with one bite.

"Boss, I have something to do with Cui'er..."

After A Ming saw Wang Zuluo inside, his originally indignant expression immediately faded, but he still revealed his purpose.

"Is she a girlfriend?"

Wang Zuluo walked over with his arm around Cui'er's shoulders and looked at her with a smile.

"No, I came to see him because of personal matters..."

Before he finished speaking, screams suddenly sounded in the nightclub hall, and the music was turned off.

"A Ming, stop fucking picking up girls, someone is shooting outside, the sound of gunshots at 38!"

Ada ran along the corridor, and as soon as she turned the corner, the voice in her mouth stopped.

Wang Zuluo stared at A Ming and A Da with a faint smile.

Point thirty-eight?

Plus seeing how anxious the other party is, you don't have to guess. The opponent must have lost his gun just like Feisha before...

Tsk tsk, no wonder this guy named A Ming turned against me uncharacteristically. It turns out there is such a thing.

After taking a closer look at Cui'er's appearance, Wang Zuluo's mind quickly flashed through the movies he had watched in his previous life.

Finally, it stopped at the scene where Brother Xueyou tied a bomb to his body and drove to his death with a smile.

Wang Zuluo shuddered and quickly let go of Cui'er beside him. The expression on his face was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

It was true that he was here to stir up trouble tonight, but he didn't want to get involved with Cui'er's dog-licking boyfriend who was called Prince and had a sick head.

The other party's desperado, killing cops is like drinking water, and now he is running away with a wanted warrant on his back. If he remembers correctly, that guy must have returned to Hong Kong Island at this time.

I just want to make some noise today. If I get involved with this kind of person, Brother Luo will die?

"Let him go, and take this woman with him."

Wang Zuluo said, pulling Cui'er directly in front of him, and pushed him in front of A Ming as if he disliked smelly dog ​​shit.

"Brother Luo...!"

At this time, Death Quan also ran up, looked at Wang Zuluo with a strange expression, opened his mouth but looked like he didn't know what to say.

"Brother Luo, the man named Shapidong was hit by a bullet as soon as he went out... I don't know if he can survive tonight..."

Wang Zuluo was also dumbfounded now and caught two fish in total.

Now both fish are fucking unhooked! !