A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Bang bang bang….

At this time, there was a burst of applause from the door of the room, and Lin Kun walked in with several of his men.

"Are you cooperating with Heichai?"

Lin Kun walked over quickly and sat directly on the conference table in front of Siyan, looking at the people who had just spoken.

"Did you know that Heichai's share is three points less than mine?"

"Han Chen from the Ni family has his own smuggling channels and never cooperates with outsiders."

After speaking, Lin Kun turned his head and looked at Siyan.

Siyan nodded slightly, then stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, turning his back and looking at the street downstairs in a daze.

Here, Lin Kun pulled out a pistol from his arms and loaded bullets into the magazine one by one in front of these Vietnamese gang veterans.

"Lin Kun, what are you going to do?"

At this time, these elders finally felt something unusual. An elder sitting closest to the main seat slapped the table and stood up, shouting at the unscrupulous Lin Kun:

"This is something we in Vietnam do to help ourselves. It's not your turn as an outsider to interfere!"

Lin Kun ignored the other party, put the magazine into the pistol, and pulled the slide.

He casually handed the gun to Ali, who was following him, and said: "This one, and those few, did it to them!"

Ali took the gun and struggled a few times with his eyes, but did not take action immediately.

"Ali, what are you waiting for? I told them to do it!"

Lin Kun stared at Ali and shouted with a higher voice.

The Vietnamese gang veterans he had just pointed out immediately stood up and ran towards the door of the conference room.

When Lin Kun shouted, Ali no longer hesitated, raised his pistol and started shooting at the backs of the elders.

Bang bang bang...

After a burst of gunfire, the elders who had just shouted to cooperate with Hei Chai and Han Chen of the Ni family all fell to the floor of the conference room.

When Ali put down his gun, the four eyes by the window turned around. He walked back as if nothing had happened and sat on the sofa again.

Ah Shan died, Tony and Ah Zha were seriously injured, and these elders couldn't wait to jump out to oppose him one by one. They really thought that they were deaf and blind. Didn't they know that Yu Toubiao had been secretly wooing these people?

"Mr. Lin, are you happy to cooperate?"

Si Yan withdrew his gaze from the corpses on the floor of the conference room, smiled and stretched out his hand.

“Happy to work with!”

Lin Kun smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Siyan, then pointed at Ali and introduced: "Ali, help me manage the car now, you are very serious about your work."

He looked at Ali with four eyes and praised with a smile: "What a talented person. To be valued so much by Mr. Lin, he must have extraordinary abilities."

After a few perfunctory words, Siyan brought the topic back and said: "Mr. Lin, help me block the fish head mark. I will be your supplier. From now on, our Vietnamese gang will no longer handle the finished powder products!"

This was what they had discussed a long time ago. Lin Kun nodded in agreement and said, "That crazy wolf in Mong Kok doesn't need my help to make an appointment to resolve the misunderstanding?"

Si Yan was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "That person is crazy. He said he wanted our Vietnamese gangster Tony to go out with Azha, but he won't change."

Lin Kun didn't care about being rejected. He left the conference table where he was sitting and said, "Now that the matter is settled, I'll leave first. If you have anything, you can contact Ali."

Watching Lin Kun leave, Si Yan looked at the surviving elders. Scanned by his gaze, the elders lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look at him.

"These bastards cheated and cheated, and colluded with the fish-headed label to sell out the interests of the Vietnamese gang. Damn it!"

After putting an end to this matter, Siyan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "I know that some of you also cooperate with outsiders, but I hope you can do it on your own."

"I can lead you to create a career in Hong Kong Island, and let us Vietnamese gain a foothold on Hong Kong Island. We have seen too many strong winds and waves, and Mad Dog Luo can't bite us to death!"

The elders immediately respectfully echoed Si Yan's words, and the atmosphere in the conference room was very harmonious for a while.

Downstairs of Siyan's company, Ali drove Lin Kun and turned onto the main road.

"Brother Kun, don't we have our own channels? Why do we need to help the Vietnamese deal with traitors and cooperate with them?"

In the car, Ali asked casually. Lin Kun sat in the passenger seat, glanced at Ali's eyes through the reflector, and said:

"If we don't cooperate with them, they will find Hei Chai to cooperate. Recently, Hei Chai has joined forces with the Eight-faced Buddha of the Golden Triangle. If we don't seize resources first, Hong Kong Island's share will be eaten up by him."

After saying that, Lin Kun turned to look at Ali and asked calmly: "Do you think I should cooperate with the Vietnamese?"

"You have many friends and many paths. To do business, you don't have to be ruthless. You have to eat your brains!"

Ali didn't speak, he just concentrated on driving.

But if you look carefully, you can see that his hands holding the steering wheel are shaking a little. This is a stress reaction after the murder just now.

"You have been following me for so long. You have to be more careful about the Vietnamese smuggling line. Once you have it in your hands, this line will be under your control."

Lin Kun patted Ali on the shoulder and said with a smile.

He really wanted to regard Ali as his successor. Ali is loyal and conscientious, and most importantly, he has a conscience.

It would be great if Ali could get closer to his sister. In that case, he could go abroad for medical treatment with peace of mind.

"Aluo, that's interesting. You will be my Liangkun's best brother from now on!"

At the Star Ferry Terminal in Tsim Sha Tsui, Liang Kun and several of his men were waiting outside the pier with Wang Zuluo.

This time he came to pick up Luo Wei and take him back to Hong Kong Island. Wang Zuluo specially called Liang Kun.

"If I had known it was Shu Bing's goods, I would have accepted it myself."

Wang Zuluo joked with a smile, and then set his sights on the dock.

"It's only a few million. To you, Aluo, it's nothing more than just a few million dollars."

Liangkun walked to Wang Zuluo and put his arms around his shoulders.

"Allo, let me remind you that it is not easy to clear your name. No matter how strong your security company is, those rich people will not trust you and leave their business to you."

Liangkun didn't want Wang Zuluo to go astray. The Ni family in Tsim Sha Tsui had been cleansed for more than ten years, but now they were still being watched by police?

Young people need to be more adventurous in the world. If you want to run a security company, if you have the money, it's better to hire more underlings.

If you have more little brothers, you can see more streets and cheer after you go out. How majestic is that?

To collect money from a security company, they have to sign a contract, help maintain law and order, and most importantly, they have to pay taxes to the ghost guy.

"Come on, we are in a society. Paying taxes to a ghost guy is really an embarrassment to us seniors in the world!"

Seeing that Wang Zuluo didn't listen, Liangkun stopped trying to persuade him and changed the subject when he made a joke.

"You don't do the arms business, and you don't get fans. How much money can you make from those businesses alone?"

Liangkun didn't take advantage of Wang Zuluo's natural resources. Instead, he set up a financial company and a security company. Recently, he even heard that he had roped in a group of poor people to join in some snack franchise.

People on the street are saying that Mad Dog Luo is getting more and more crazy, and sooner or later he will have to lose his pants.

"Brother Kun, the snack business is very profitable. Do you want to invest in it?"

Wang Zuluo made a three sign and said, "As long as you invest 50 million in me, I will give you 30% of the shares."

"Fifty million?!!"

Liangkun screamed strangely and looked at Wang Zuluo like a fool.

Just those fish balls, beef offal, and that roujiamo?

"Don't tell me that the Xinlianying snack chain you created is worth 160 million?"

Wang Zuluo nodded, looked at Liangkun sincerely, and said, "Believe me, in a few years, chain snacks may still be on the market."

"Go public and eat shit."

Liangkun immediately let go of Wang Zuluo's shoulders, as if he was afraid that the dirty things possessing Wang Zuluo would stick to him, and took a few big steps back.

"Aluo, if you have time, go to Wong Tai Sin Temple to burn incense sticks, or invite Mr. Guan to come home and pay homage..."

Liangkun felt that Mad Dog Luo was not crazy, but that he was possessed by something dirty.

If people in a good club don't do the Fit thing and instead become foodies, what else can it be but being possessed by a ghost?