A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

The three seriously injured people in the parking lot were easy to deal with. They didn't dare to talk nonsense in the police station.

This has nothing to do with the morality of the world, nor is it the fact that they are so righteous that they will not betray their big boss and little bully. They just understand that the note will not help them pay for their medical bills.

If you tell me, you may be retaliated against after taking the money and lying in the hospital.

If they don't tell them, their boss or the enemy's boss who doesn't want them to talk nonsense will bring money to appease them and help pay for their medical bills.

These are all established and unspoken rules. The only reason to join society is to make a living. Who would have trouble with money?

The current arena is no longer what it used to be. More than ten years ago, when Lei Luo was talking about things, at least there were still rules in the underground world.

Lei Luo fell, and the underground world lost its shackles and grew wildly and wildly like weeds. In the past, any business carried out by a society would be licensed by Lei Luo.

Nowadays, everyone is doing various businesses together. You make money and I also want to make money. What should I do? Bring people out to show off their horses. Whoever has more power will get this business.

Wang Zuluo is worried about the few affected citizens. If they are unrelenting, those who have committed the crime in the past are likely to be convicted and thrown into Stanley.

"Tony, take people to check on the citizens who were accidentally injured. Each person will be given 5,000 yuan in mental damages to stop them from talking nonsense."

Wei Jixiang has already gone out to find a lawyer and went to the police station to get bail. There are many lawyers in Hong Kong who are willing to make this kind of money for such small cases.

When Tony heard that he still wanted to give money to the citizens, he kindly advised:

"Brother Luo, those citizens don't need to pay. At most, they only received a cut on their body, and the rest were punched and kicked. I will take people to find where they live and give them a warning, and they will be fine. You won’t talk nonsense.”

Wang Zuluo glanced at him, found the manager of the restaurant, advanced a few stacks of cash at the counter and threw it to Tony, saying:

"If you only know how to bring people to threaten you, you will be a short mule for the rest of your life. You have already said that they are all minor injuries. They will definitely be willing to cancel the alarm for a little money."

"You brought someone over to threaten you. What if you encounter someone tough? Do you want to beat them to death?"

After Wang Zuluo finished speaking, he waved Tony to go out and do some work.

He took off his shirt, revealing the open wound on his stomach, and wrapped it with some medicinal gauze.

"Pujie, how much do you want to pay for your life?"

After Wang Zuluo took care of the wound, he came to the warehouse of the restaurant, where the little bully was left. When he came in, Death Quan was using a baseball bat to help the bully stretch his muscles.

Seeing Wang Zuluo come in, the little bully immediately began to beg for mercy.

"Brother Luo, I promise not to show up here in Tai Kok Tsui in the future. You have a lot, can you let me go?"

Wang Zuluo ignored him and signaled that he would continue to die. The little bully still has the strength to beg for mercy, but it seems that his muscles and bones are still not moving.

Death Quan nodded, and whipped the baseball bat at the little bully. Suddenly, the little bully stopped begging for mercy and could only scream.

"I told you how much money you have to spend to buy your life!"

After fighting for a while, Wang Zuluo stopped his death, walked over to the hanging little bully, and pinched his chin to make him look at him.

"I...I take the money. I rented a house on the third floor of Datong New Village. The key is hidden behind the water pipe at the door. There are 300,000 yuan under the bed in the bedroom. Brother Luo, please spare me once, but I don't dare to do it anymore."

This time the little bully was much smarter. As soon as Wang Zuluo opened his mouth, he very conspicuously chose to take money to settle the matter.

Wang Zuluo nodded and released the little bully's chin. Three hundred thousand is enough to give more than two thousand yuan to each of the younger brothers below.

"You brought people here to cause trouble for no reason. How will the medical expenses be calculated?"

The little bully was stunned. Didn't he say that he would pay 300,000 yuan for peace of mind? Why did he still need medical expenses?

"What are you looking at? Those little brothers of yours have no eyesight. They hurt innocent people while running away. They have to pay compensation. Go to the street."

Wang Zuluo punched the little bully in the stomach. Did he rush to the street because he wanted Brother Luo to use money to compensate the citizens?

Even though I'm so tall, I still want to eat swan meat, which is quite beautiful.

"Brother Luo...Brother Luo, stop it. I have a gambling stall on Bowen Street. How about you send someone to find the accountant of the gambling stall and ask him to get you five hundred thousand?"

Wang Zuluo's eyes lit up and he asked: "You also have a gambling stall. I didn't realize that you are quite rich!"

Helping a gambling stall to look at the venue is not on the same level as owning a gambling stall. If you want a gambling stall to run smoothly, you must understand both the black and white.

Needless to say, it refers to everything from a patrol officer to a Sir sitting in an office in the police station.

Black does not refer to the young and Dangerous boys on the street. Although the Bully is not a big shot, there are not many young and Dangerous boys who dare to cause trouble in his place.

The black here refers to those who make money through gambling and those big gangsters who dare to rob just by buying a pistol.

"The gambling stall is not mine, it belongs to Brother Dongxing Crow. I just joined in to help watch the casino."

When the little bully saw Wang Zuluo's smile, he immediately knew what the pretty boy was thinking.

He secretly scolded Wang Zuluo that this street guy should not be called Mavluo, but should be called Taotieluo. Insatiable greed, only getting in but not getting out, a pure bastard.

"The crow...the descending tiger of Dongxing." Wang Zuluo clicked his tongue twice before giving up the idea of ​​swallowing up this gambling stall.

Lin Weilong might not be afraid of such a top-notch society leader, but he, Wang Zuluo, would definitely not be able to please him.

Not to mention the gunmen they kept in their hands, Wang Zuluo couldn't handle the thousands of thugs in Crow's hands who dared to fight and kill.

This is just a fight, there are more bad guys who follow the crows to eat, and the number needs to be several times higher than the fight.

If you show off your horses, you can easily draw thousands of people to the streets. If you have a date with someone, uniformed policemen have to drive and follow you. The anti-gangster group has at least one team leader who is responsible for contacting this kind of person to prevent him from causing any big trouble.

Wang Zuluo beat Lianying, cheated Hongtai, and had been hanging around for so long. The money was spilled out like running water, and he only managed to get more than a hundred barely qualified beaters.

Not to mention that the uniformed police helped block the road when he came out to show off his horse. If he didn't directly call for support to disperse his men, it would be regarded as a favor to others.

"Brother Luo, eight hundred thousand is enough sincerity, right?"

The little bully almost cried. Unlike Wang Zuluo, he had Lin Weilong to help support him and could borrow money from Ba Guan when he debuted. It is no longer easy for the little bully to save one million or hundreds of thousands.

Now he gave half of it to Wang Zuluo. Within two minutes, there were blisters on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Zuluo turned to look at Death Quan, Death Quan understood, stepped forward to untie the little bully, and helped him sit down on a chair aside.

"Brother Bawang is indeed domineering, and we can't be considered acquainted without fighting. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we will all be good brothers from now on."

Wang Zuluo patted the little bully on the shoulder, took out the sunglasses with one of the temples folded, and put them on the little bully's face with his own hands.

"Brother Luo is right. We will all be good brothers from now on. I will definitely not step into these two streets of Brother Luo again. Don't worry."

The little bully squeezed his nose hard to prevent the sunglasses with only one temple from falling off, for fear that the bastard Wang Zuluo would find an opportunity to beat him.

"Tell me about Luo Maosen, how did he find you to help support him?"

Wang Zuluo saw that the little bully couldn't get any profit out of him, so he changed the subject and asked about Luo Maosen.

Luo Maosen, the one who rushed to the street, took advantage of the fight between him and the little bully and had already run away with his men.

In the future, the update time will be moved up to noon, and updating in the middle of the night is really a bit stupid.