A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

To be honest, there is no benefit at all in having a conflict with Xinji.

The territory is too far away from his own, and it would be totally outweighing the gain to bring someone in, unless he finds someone strong enough to hold the flag, such as Prince Hong Xing.

But Wang Zuluo has been around him several times, and there is no one who is willing to work deeply in the club except Duan Kun who can take charge of his own role.

It's true that death can be avoided, but recently he, Shensha and Pa Dixiong, a car modification expert who joined the security company, opened a car modification shop together.

The main business now is to help the taxi guys under Sun Lien Ying to repair their cars, but the bulk of the money is from helping those car enthusiasts in Hong Kong who have some spare money to modify their cars.

Even Wang Zuluo's armored vehicle was modified by Pa Dixiong.

Even though the armored vehicle drives in a showy way, it can be considered well-maintained if it has a lifespan of three years.

Maozi's military truck territory plus foreign high-horsepower agricultural pickup engines make it no longer easy to carry an iron shell.

The only remaining innovative products were radio stations, horns and car lights, and there was not even a cassette player in the car.

Tires should also be changed once a month, otherwise the polished tread pattern will not be able to prevent punctures.

The technology of run-flat tires in this era is not yet mature, so the only way to prevent others from attacking the tires is to thicken and thicken the tire tread.

Of course, there is still no solution for bullets. The only way to prevent it is from nails or spike strips.

But without revenge on Xinji, the fire in Wang Zuluo's heart would not go away at all.

When Gao Gang lay on his body to block the bullet for himself, Wang Zuluo mentally sentenced everyone involved to death.

It's just a matter of time. Now that Sun Kee's new restaurant is here early, it will be able to scare these ghosts and monsters in Hong Kong Island to some extent.

As a society in transition, New United Ying originally seemed a bit different among the triads on Hong Kong Island. In addition, there is no way to recruit people to build a strong momentum, which makes the manpower seem weak.

We are in a situation where small clubs dare not provoke him, medium-sized clubs are dissatisfied that Xin Lian Ying has taken over Mong Kok, and big clubs look down on Wang Zuluo, a reckless man.

Xin Zuoguan, who killed Xin Ji, would definitely be on Xin Ji's blacklist, causing the other party to shift their attention from Hong Le to Xin Lianying.

But it's not without its benefits, that is, it makes others more scrupulous when they want to plot against Wang Zuluo.

Even if you want to make a plan, it must be within the rules of the road. Otherwise, if you are playing dirty tricks, you have to look at what happened to Xu Hua, the new member of Xinji.

Xinji came to the Xu family from Jiang Sheng's hands. I believe that if nothing happens, the seat of Xinji will definitely be passed down from generation to generation in the Xu family.

So today when Xu Hua celebrated with his confidants at the bar, he felt particularly happy.

"Longtou, the people in Hongle have been afraid to show up recently. They are sitting in the restaurant and Brother Piao asked the brothers on his road to help serve tea. Do we want to give him face?"

Leng Zhan is known as the second brother Leng Mian, not the second eldest among his brothers. But because he was loyal in the club and didn't care about his life when killing people, he was praised by his subordinates as a figure like Mr. Guan Er.

But Guan Erye, the average person can't carry it on his back, let alone having it tattooed on his body, it's considered taboo even if he has it in his nickname.

So not long after, his reputation as the cold-faced second master was demoted to that of the second brother after being dealt with several times.

Leng Zhan, who was hanging his arms, picked up the wine glass in front of him, gestured to Xu Hua, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Longtou, if you ask me, you should show off Hong Le and the gang. Even if you want to drink Hetou wine, you have to wait until the brothers grab a few more places to drink..."

The music in the bar is loud, and apart from Wang Zuluo’s night bar, few bars on Hong Kong Island have dedicated private rooms.

So Xu Hua and his men just drank in the booths on the back-shaped platform on the second floor.

The gunshots at the door were masked by the sound of music, but looking up from their position, they could see the scene at the door of the bar.

A dozen masked gangsters broke in and knocked down the Xinji Dazai who was watching the scene at the door with a few shots.

Amid the screams of bar patrons, another shot was fired, damaging a loudspeaker installed near the door of the bar. Suddenly the music in the bar became much quieter.

After knocking down the band leader on the special stage of the bar with a gun butt, Wang Zuluo dragged his chair and sat in front of the microphone.

"Hey...hey..."

After trying the microphone, Wang Zuluo pointed his gun at the huddled band members behind him and said:

"Let's play with a softer accompaniment, something more cheerful."

After finishing speaking, he no longer looked at the band members who were being held at gunpoint by his men and were about to start work.

He turned around, picked up the microphone, and shouted: "The lights are turned on, it's so dark, what if the bullets don't have long eyes and kill a few waiters in charge of the bar lighting?"

Not long after he finished speaking, all the lights in the bar were lit up, and Xu Hua and his group on the second floor were suddenly highlighted.

Xu Hua, who was just about to leave under the cover of his confidants, felt his heart skip a beat when the lights came on.

Among the enemies who dared to bring guns and come over to look for trouble without hesitation, there was only one Mad Dog Luo from Xin Lian Ying who could do such a thing.

The remaining Hong Le or Jiang Sheng's other sons who went to Hongxing to join Jiang Tiansheng were simply unable to do such a thing.

I thought that even if Wang Zuluo wanted to take revenge, he would first seek revenge from the gunman who assassinated him, but now that he saw it, it was obviously Mad Dog Luo who jumped on the street.

Thinking of this, his heart dropped.

Sure enough, gunshots rang out the next moment, and Leng Zhan, who had been clamoring for more Hongle venues just now, suddenly tilted his head back.

A bullet hole appeared in the forehead above his left eye, and a big hole opened in the back of his head. Xu Hua's face was covered in red and white.

The sound of gunfire continued. This time, someone fired at the stairs with a submachine gun.

A row of bullet holes appeared on the floor in front of the booth where Xu Hua was sitting. Several of the gangsters standing near the front screamed and fell to the ground in an instant. They stretched out their hands to hold the soles of their feet that had been damaged by bullets and howled.

"Xinji is talking about something with the Xu family. Who is sitting in the hall? Can we come out and have a chat?"

On the small stage, facing Xu Hua and others on the second floor, stood a row of band members, playing hard on their own instruments.

Several black umbrellas covered the entire small stage, giving no one a chance to shoot from above.

But in fact, there is no trace of Joey Wong under the umbrella. If someone is sharp-eyed, they can follow the line of the microphone and find Joey Wong at the corner between the stage and the bar.

But this place is relatively hidden, with partitions blocking both sides. In front is a small stage half as high as a person, leaving only one entrance and exit with a few gunmen standing there.

Xu Hua was targeted by the gunmen who rushed up to the second floor, and his subordinates fell to the ground beside him.

The few men who were about to draw their guns and fight back just now were swept into pieces without any surprise.

As for the newbies in the lobby on the first floor, those who had not been dispersed by the flow of fleeing customers all stood still and did not dare to move.

There was no way, they had knives in their hands, but the people opposite were hiding behind the bar, with several submachine guns aimed at them, and they didn't dare to move.

As for those guys who were chased away by the guests, there were very few who could rush over with a knife after hearing the gunshot.

Watching the show with their respective bosses is just a casual meal. This is not Xinji's paradise, and they are not Xinji's confidants.

Being able to linger outside the bar without running away immediately is considered loyal.

"I heard people say that Mad Dog Luo was crazy and reckless, but I still didn't believe it. Now..."