Chapter 55: Similarity

"Uncle Ma, really...... No one is his opponent...... No, you didn't see his kung fu......" The girl murmured dreamily.

Uncle Ma tightened his thick hands, and a sneer appeared on his face, Kung Fu? Hehe, I'd like to see it.

In Hong Kong, no one knows what Uncle Ma used to do, but on the battlefield in Iraq, no one knows that there was once a Chinese mercenary named Ma Lao Cannon.

Kung Fu, no one will still believe in those things, and now, what is popular is killing techniques and advanced weapons.

The work efficiency in Hong Kong is first-class, and in less than two hours, the special line computer in the hotel was connected, and the computer was also delivered on a trial basis. Of course, this efficiency may have something to do with Lin Xuexin.

Wang Hao has always been resolute in doing things, and he didn't take a break at all, and as soon as a few people with computers left, he immediately turned on the computer and entered the internal network of the Hong Kong police, and began to read the news about Brother Hu.

It seems that the Hong Kong police's cyber precautions are still good, and Wang Hao only entered after a lot of effort.

When Wang Hao received the nickname Brother Tiger, he was immediately startled.

Wang Hao is dizzy from the dense information, and there are countless Tiger Brothers of all kinds, and the name of Tiger Brother is not only Chinese, but also many Africans, such as himself, Vietnamese, and Europeans...... Even in the UK, there are more than a dozen of them called Brother Tiger.

Classifying the country and age still gives Wang Hao a headache, in the face of all kinds of "tiger brothers" on the data, there is no way to find them, and the content of the data shows that there is no information about these "tiger brothers" mixed there.

Perhaps, Hong Kong is so big, there is no need to mark where it is mixed, it is more likely, except for the organization of gangs, no one will be fixed in that area. Unless, that's a thug.

Obviously, the one who can control the fixed smuggling channels in Europe in Asia is not a gangster, and now, the only way is to go to Mong Kok according to the information provided by Zhao Bao.

According to Zhao Bao, Brother Hu generally likes to stay in Mong Kok, and no one knows what he is doing in Mong Kok, and every time he contacts Zhao Bao, the number he contacts with Zhao Bao is the number of Mong Kok, of course, this is just a public phone.

After entering the telephone company and determining the location of the public phone, Wang Hao rested. Wang Hao was a little tired, and capturing danger with his mental power at an altitude of 10,000 meters had already allowed his physical strength to exceed his limit.

On that plane, no one knew that when they were drowsy, there was a person who was nervously using his thoughts to capture the possible dangers in the air, and even the birds in the sky that were thousands of miles away from the plane did not escape Wang Hao's feelings......

Feeling tired for the first time.

Tired!

Tired!

In the dream, it seems to have returned to more than 2,000 years ago, the war filled with gunpowder, the soft and considerate lady, and the void above 10,000 meters......

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The sound of a gentle knock on the door woke Wang Hao up.

Open the door.

Wang Hao, who was not shocked, was disgraced.

A hotel waitress pushed a dining cart into Wang Hao's luxurious suite.

"Mr. Wang, this is the dinner you ordered." The waitress was polite and began to set up the dishes and utensils after entering the room.

Looking at the busy waiter, Wang Hao seemed to be staring at the familiar face for a while.

Under Wang Hao's eyes, the waiter set up the table in horror and said, "Sir, you use it slowly, you can call if you need anything!" "The waiter is a little flustered, all kinds of people in the hotel have seen more, but this kind of naked gaze is still rare, after all, this is a high-end hotel, people who come here have a bit of identity, and they will be more or less concerned about their own image.

"Madame, don't you remember being a husband?"

Wang Hao's eyes were a little hazy with tears, and he grabbed the waitress's hand.

"You...... You...... What are you doing? Loosen...... If you don't let go, I'm going to scream......" the girl screamed.

Wang Hao was stunned by the screams, and suddenly understood that this girl just looked exactly like his wife, not Mrs. at all, Mrs., it was more than 2,000 years ago......

Letting go of his hand, Wang Hao said lightly: "Accompany me for a meal!" ”

Seeing that Wang Hao's eyes returned to clarity, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the hair on her forehead back, this action suddenly made Wang Hao's heart jump again, why? Why? Why is it the same as even the action of pulling your hair?

"I'm sorry, sir, our hotel has a rule, we are not allowed to accompany guests to eat when we are at work, we are just waiters, if Mr. needs it, I can call a young lady for Mr. to accompany you to dinner!" The girl said with a professional smile.

"Rules?" Wang Hao's flamboyant long hair was windless and automatic, and he sneered: "When you come to this world, there are many rules, today, I want you to eat with me, I want to see, what are the rules?" ”

Seeing this girl who was exactly the same as his wife, Wang Hao lost his mind a little.

A domineering aura filled the entire room, oppressing the waitress's face for a burst of red and blue.

Suddenly, the waitress had no courage to resist.

"No...... No way...... I'll have to tell the manager...... I ......"

As soon as the waitress finished speaking, Wang Hao's mobile phone had already been thrown into her hand.

"Let's fight!" Wang Hao's tone was still cold.

The girl was so anxious that she almost cried, returned the mobile phone to Wang Hao, and walked to the hotel phone while sobbing and dialing.

"Manager...... Whining...... I...... Guests want to ...... As soon as the ...... number was called, the girl finally couldn't help crying.

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The hotel's response was fast, the girl's phone was only hung up for more than two minutes, and the manager had already brought two security guards over.

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