A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Okay, Prince Brother. Let's not talk anymore, I want to visit my territory."

Wang Zuluo's voice disappeared on the phone, leaving only the beeping sound of the phone hanging up.

Outside the phone booth, Wang Zuluo released his hand holding Hong Tai's head.

He patted Dazai on the face and said, "Take me to the restaurant where your Hong Tai has."

After saying that, seeing the hesitation on Dazai's face, Wang Zuluo waved his hand and slapped him.

"Can't you see that the whole street outside is full of my people? When you call me here, do you think I'm blind?"

Seeing that Hong Tai still didn't speak even though he was beating him, Wang Zuluo slapped him again.

"This boss..." Half of Dazai's face was swollen. When he saw Wang Zuluo raising his palm again, he immediately looked frustrated and wanted to beg for mercy.

"My name is Wang Zuluo, you can call me Liangzai Luo."

When Wang Zuluo saw the other party speaking, he raised his hand and patted the other party's shoulder.

Hong Tai Dazai looked at the four boys squatting on the ground next to the phone booth with their heads in their hands to prevent them from being beaten any more. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Luo...Brother Luo, I...I still have a wife and children at home..."

Wang Zuluo sneered, grabbed the other party's collar, and pulled him out of the phone booth.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. You can just ask anyone on the street. But if I want to ask it from other people's mouths, you are useless. Do you know what I mean?"

Hong Tai Dazai glanced around at Wang Zuluo's men standing nearby and couldn't help but swallowed.

"You can see it by turning left at the end of this street..."

On the other side, outside Prince's disc factory.

Wei Jixiang asked Death Quan to take several people to the loading area of ​​the disc factory, where raw materials are transported and finished discs are loaded.

The remaining people were led by Wei Jixiang himself and prepared to enter through the main entrance.

"Brothers, whoever kills Hong Tai will make a lot of money and ride foreign horses in the future!"

After saying that, Wei Jixiang rushed toward the disc factory with a machete. Shensha and his men followed Wei Jixiang closely, and all the machetes in his hands were taken out of the newspapers.

Outside the door of the disc factory, two of the prince's men were smoking cigarettes out of boredom.

The disc factory is said to be a factory, but in fact it is a small factory built by occupying one floor of a residential area and then opening it up.

The workers inside are all the prince's confidants. Except for a few machines that use blank discs to record finished products, there are a row of more than a dozen small mixers similar to household soy milk machines.

Six or seven stainless steel square plates were placed next to the mixer, with 'Hong Kong dollars' that had been crushed into small particles inside.

A dozen of the prince's confidants mixed wall powder with K powder, which is the white powder used when scraping Dabai. Use an electronic scale to weigh out the required amount according to the proportion and add it to the 'Hong Kong Dollar' powder.

Mix thoroughly and put into a small bag, then stuff it into the disc packaging box.

This disc factory's high profits are not based on the quality of the pirated discs, but on the goods packed into the disc packaging boxes.

When fellow Taoists outside see the discs printed with Prince Hongtai's unique logo, they will buy them at large prices.

This way, it is not easy to be discovered, and the Taoist friend caught buying fans cannot be blamed on Prince Hong Tai.

He just sells discs. Who knows where the powder in the disc packaging box comes from? These fellow Taoists must have put it in it themselves!

The two Hongtai gangsters who were smoking noticed someone coming in the corridor and immediately dropped their cigarettes, preparing to drive them away.

But as soon as the figure flashed, Wei Jixiang rushed over brandishing a machete. There was no time to inform the people inside the door, one person was chopped down, and the remaining one was also held by Shensha with a knife on his neck.

"Open the door!"

Shensha reached out and grabbed Dazai's clothes, squatted down and put a knife on his lower back.

At this time, Wei Jixiang also used a knife to cut off the monitor circuit in the corridor and hid next to the iron gate.

Seeing his companion lying in a pool of blood at his feet, Da Zai knocked on the iron door of the disc factory in a very cooperative manner.

Soon, a small observation port opened above the iron door: "What's wrong?"

The boy who was held hostage by Shensha outside the door replied in an impatient tone: "Go in and pee, open the door quickly."

"Damn it, I asked you to guard the door. You are either pooping or peeing every day. Why can't you be so active when we draw lots for delivery?"

The guy inside the door cursed and opened the latch and lock on the inside of the iron door.

Before he could open the door, the iron door was kicked open with a bang. The rebounding iron door hit the unsuspecting kid in the face.

Wei Jixiang took the lead and rushed in with a machete, killing everyone he saw.

Shensha pushed Hongtai, who was being held hostage by him, and rushed in. The other boys also rushed out from the corner of the corridor and rushed into the disc factory.

"Brother Prince, it's bad, someone is coming to cause trouble!"

Prince Hongtai, who was calling Chen Mei, immediately put down his phone after hearing this.

"Stop fucking this and put the goods away, quickly!"

No matter who comes from outside, these fans have to hide. Otherwise, if someone catches him, he will be finished.

Not counting the things that have been packed in boxes, the semi-finished products placed here alone are enough for him to live in Stanley for a lifetime.

Unfortunately, his order was too late, and the door of the flour milling room surrounded by an iron wall was knocked open.

Wei Jixiang rushed in with red eyes, pushing a Hong Tai boy.

Seeing Prince Hongtai and others in the single room, Wei Jixiang pulled out the machete from Dazai's stomach with a strong hand, raised his foot and kicked him over.

"Wei Jixiang~!" Prince Hongtai saw the appearance of the person clearly and couldn't help roaring.

This bad boy proposed to be with him some time ago, but he was just humiliated by Wang Zuluo in those few days.

In addition, he found out that Ruby and Wei Jixiang's wife were best friends, so he sent Wei Jixiang to park at Baorong Park.

But he never expected that it would be this bad boy that he despised who came in.

He reached out and picked up a square plate and threw it in the direction of Wei Jixiang to stop the opponent's footsteps. Prince Hong Tai ran towards his office without saying a word.

The rest of the people in the flour milling workshop took out machetes from under the table, from the wall, and from their waists, and chopped them off with Shensha and others who had just rushed in.

Wei Jixiang ignored others and went straight to Prince Hongtai with a machete in his hand.

The office was not far away, and Prince Hong Tai turned around and locked the door. Open the drawer on the desk and take out a pistol.

He grabbed a handful of bullets placed next to the pistol and began to quickly load bullets into the magazine.

Don't ask why the pistol has been sitting in the drawer unloaded.

The pistol is not commonly used. If it is kept loaded and loaded, no one knows whether it will misfire after a long time.

Besides, this is Hong Tai's territory, and no one without a good eye would come here to cause trouble.

At the door, Wei Jixiang swung his knife to drive back several Hongtai thugs, then raised his feet and started kicking at the door.

Prince Hong Tai raised his head and glanced at the office door that was being kicked, his eyes full of evil.

He pushed the magazine into the pistol with a click, grabbed another handful of bullets and put it in his pocket.

Pull the slide, raise the gun and point the gun at the office door "bang bang bang..." and shoot several times.

"Wei Jixiang, come on, come in and catch me!"

"Wear red shoes, you two-five-year-old boy, just wait for your whole family to die!"

Prince Hongtai shouted frantically at the door, then raised his hand and fired a few more shots.

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