A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Mad Dog Luo asked you to come over and kill me?"

A Le stared closely into Brother Nan's eyes and asked through gritted teeth.

"No, no, no, Brother Luo just asked us to give you a gift..."

Brother Nan immediately shook his head and joked. If he really followed A Le's words, it wouldn't be as simple as offending He Liansheng. Even Wang Zuluo would have to hunt them down.

He waved his hand behind him.

Two men pushed a trash can to the side of A Le's car. Under Ale's confused eyes, Brother Nan reached out and opened the lid of the trash can.

Inside, a man with his limbs broken and a rag gagged in his mouth was stuffed inside in an awkward position.

A Le's eyes narrowed. The guy in the trash can was none other than the one he was looking for last time.

"In the future, don't give cash directly when hiring people. With a little inquiry, you can find out who in the circle suddenly made a fortune..."

After saying that, Brother Nan took out half a cigar, stuffed it into A Le's mouth, and then helped him light it.

"Logo specially asked me to bring this cigarette. He said he was holding this cigarette when the gunman opened fire last time..."

After saying that, Brother Nan suddenly raised his gun and pulled the trigger repeatedly at the gunman in the trash can.

After the bullets in the magazine were empty, Brother Nan wiped off the fingerprints and threw the gun directly into Ale's car.

The pistol was recovered from the gunman and has now been returned to its original owner.

Wuying found out the news about the gunman and then told Brother Nan and the others. It was Ah Hu who did the work, and he led people to catch this guy who was squandering money in an underground casino in Tsim Sha Tsui.

A Le looked at Brother Nan and his group disappearing into the street, with half a cigar in his mouth and his fingers tightly clasped in the seats beneath him.

In Tsim Sha Tsui, Wang Zuluo held up the phone and was calling his classmate Ah Wing.

Tonight's fishing was empty, so Wang Zuluo could only ask Ah Rong for temporary help.

If we don't make some big fuss, how can we clear the suspicion tomorrow?

A chief inspector of the PTU is dead. This case will appear in the Ninth Dragon Region tomorrow morning.

By then, not to mention the regional crime squad going crazy, even the mobile unit will have to jump out and conduct a large-scale search.

"Brother Rong, do you know where the prince is now?"

Wang Zuluo didn't have time to chat with the other party, so he asked directly.

"What are you doing with the prince?"

Ah Rong was also very surprised when he received a call from Wang Zuluo. Although both of them belonged to Lin Weilong's subordinates, they had no formal contact with each other at all.

So after receiving the call suddenly, Ah Rong had to ask more questions.

He is an undercover agent, and the Yan family will punish him if he makes a wrong step.

Having a rich family is not a good word. When dealing with people on the undercover road, you will not talk about the rules of the world. Once you find out, it will not only be the undercover's own business, but your family will be affected!

"Lin Guangjie is back. He called me and said he was coming to Mong Kok to stay for a few days. Didn't I help him prepare gifts in advance?"

Wang Zuluo started telling lies. Lin Guangjie was indeed back, but he never said anything about coming to Mong Kok.

The nickname "Mad Dog Luo" still makes Lin Guangjie a little afraid.

So for the time being, the other party is still waiting and watching. Only after they figure out Wang Zuluo's temper and bottom line, will the other party come to Mong Kok to take advantage.

Although Lin Guangjie is not very smart, under the influence of Lin Weilong, the city still has this.

Arong heard Wang Zuluo say this and didn't believe a word.

But he didn't mean to expose the other party. He just smiled and gave the name of the bar that the prince frequented recently.

After Wang Zuluo hung up the phone, he called Wei Jixiang: "Axiang, ask Aguang to bring some people to Tsim Sha Tsui as soon as possible!"

After saying this, Wang Zuluo hung up and started dialing again without saying anything to Wei Jixiang.

Soon, numbers that he could memorize with his eyes closed appeared on the dialing interface.

"Hey, sister-in-law, I heard that Guangjie is back?"

"I don't have any bad intentions. I just want to invite Brother Jie to my place for a drink. By the way, I can help him pick up the wind... What, Brother Weilong has crossed the sea to meet Brother Na in Macau?"

"I really don't have time tonight..."

After dealing with Zhou Peilian for a while, she successfully got Lin Guangjie's phone number.

At this time, Wang Zuluo had already arrived at the intersection of the bar that Ah Rong mentioned. He did not get out of the car immediately. Instead, he leaned in the car and started dialing.

"Ajie, I'm Alo from Mong Kok. Come to the bar tonight to have some fun?"

Lin Guangjie was a little reluctant to come when he heard the name of Tsim Sha Tsui at first, but Wang Zuluo said that his subordinates knew that Master Jie was coming back, so they specially collected 100,000 yuan in red envelopes to honor him.

Now Lin Guangjie finally agreed to come to Tsim Sha Tsui bar for a drink.

The current Lin Guangjie is not the same Lin Guangjie who took over less than one-fifth of his brother's inheritance after Lin Weilong died.

He now gets 20,000 yuan of pocket money a month and is locked up in his own house like a second-generation ancestor.

The last time he caused trouble, Lin Weilong was beheaded by the prince's men. After that, he had been beaten several times by Lin Weilong, and he was told not to go out unless he had nothing to do. It was a disguised form of house arrest.

But now that Lin Weilong is not in Hong Kong Island, it would be strange if Lin Guangjie could stay at home obediently.

When he heard that there was a red envelope worth 100,000 yuan, Lin Guangjie immediately agreed to come over.

Putting down the phone, Wang Zuluo breathed a long sigh of relief.

Pulling in Lin Guangjie, even if the police found out that He Zhixian's death was somehow related to him. Lin Weilong can't sit idly by when the time comes.

If he really doesn't care, then Brother Luo has plenty of ways to put this matter on Lin Guangjie's head.

See, Lin Weilong doesn't care about his younger brother!

Brother Luo's 100,000 yuan is not so easy to get!

Soon, Ah Ji came over and got into the car to report to Wang Zuluo about He Zhixian.

"Next time, ask Wuying not to find such an obvious driver. He is terminally ill, has a father and a child at home, and is a loving couple. Isn't it obvious that the driver is paid to do things?"

Wang Zuluo let Wuying and Aji do whatever they wanted this time, firstly because he wanted them to practice their skills.

The second is to prevent being caught. Brother Luo himself doesn’t know the specific process of the operation. It will be difficult for the police officer to get involved with him through this matter.

The worst thing is that the flies can stay there for a few years...

"I know Brother Luo, do you want to send Wuying out to hide for a while?"

As soon as Aji finished speaking, Wang Zuluo shook his head: "No need, the people who go out to do things are the execution hall of the society, and no one will go out and talk nonsense."

After speaking, Wang Zuluo leaned in the car again and waited.

More than twenty minutes later, Aguang and his people finally arrived.

Several minibuses parked in front of the bar, successfully attracting the attention of the prince's men.

Several Hong Xingzi who were watching the show immediately ran into the bar, and soon dozens of people poured out of the bar and blocked the door.

"Mad Dog Luo! What are you doing here in Tsim Sha Tsui?"

The prince separated from the crowd and walked to the front. He immediately saw the car that had just stopped, Wang Zuluo's signature bulletproof car.

"Of course I came to Tsim Sha Tsui to meet my good brother Lin Guangjie. Why, Prince Brother is so arrogant that he doesn't allow others to come to Tsim Sha Tsui to be cool?"

Wang Zuluo also got out of the car and looked at the prince with a smile.

If it weren't for the fact that he had no other choice, Wang Zuluo would not have chosen to recruit the prince to act.

The prince glanced at the minibus parked on the street and said with a smile:

"Of course I welcome you to come and spend money, but if you bring so many people here, those who don't know would think that you, New United Kingdom, are going to step into Tsim Sha Tsui and set up a flag."

Wang Zuluo raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, then took a step forward with a smile and said: "There is Prince Brother in Tsim Sha Tsui, and there is Han Chen from the Ni family. Even A Le, who is with Lian Sheng, has promised to step in..." "

"It's really too crowded here. It's better for us at Xinlianying to stay in Mong Kok..."

Wang Zuluo deliberately raised his voice when he mentioned the Lian Sheng A Le match.

Sure enough, the prince's cheek twitched. It seemed that the other party also heard the news that Lian Sheng was discussing whether to step into Tsim Sha Tsui.

I'm taking a day off today. I only have three shifts. Something happened at home...