Chapter 197: Fine Grains: Can I Be New Lianying's Sister-in-law?

Fine grains felt the fullness of the Hong Kong dollar in their chests, and ignored Wang Zuluo's card oil, but quickly squatted in front of Miho Sasaki's car and fiddled.

Before a minute came, the car door was opened, which made Wang Zuluo really a little envious.

One minute is a luxury car, no wonder Brother Feihong can raise so many little brothers.

It's a pity that he was crippled by Brother Luo, and until now Feihong has to smile when he sees Brother Luo. When he helped Xinlianying's people repair their cars, he didn't even dare to do any means, for fear that Luo Ge would find an opportunity to step into his territory.

Let the black fly go to control the wind, Luo Ge sat directly in the back of the car and began to look for it.

But a few minutes passed, not to mention bonds, not even a single piece of shredded paper could be found.

There was no way, Wang Zuluo got out of the car again, chewed gum next to the car, and looked curiously at Wang Zuluo's busy fine grains beckoning.

"I'll give you another two thousand dollars to help me find a file bag or folder."

There is a specialization in the art industry, there is no way, Luo Ge is a real person by nature, and he can't do such a sneaky thing at all.

"Text... After the bag is found, I want five... 5,000 yuan. ”

Fine Grains raised the price on the spot, but unfortunately Brother Luo didn't give him a chance to refute at all, reached into Fine Grains' chest, and pulled out the Hong Kong dollars that she had just given her.

"If you can't find it, you don't even have the money, do you believe it?"

Shaking the money in his hand, Wang Zuluo glared at the fine grains viciously.

"Of course, if you find it, I'll find someone from Feihong to let you pass the new Lianying and give Ruby a hand."

"If you don't want to be a mommy, you can choose another profession. What do you think? ”

The hand that was originally covering his chest immediately let go when he heard Wang Zuluo say this. even dragged down his small leather corset, exposing a little bit of the already small flesh, and said in a coquettish voice:

"I... Can I be... New... Xinlianying's sister-in-law? ”

Wang Zuluo's face turned black on the spot, and he still wants to be a sister-in-law with such small breasts?

"Hurry up and work, don't think about those useless, want to be a sister-in-law, unless you ......."

Wang Zuluo stretched out his hand, gestured at the fine grain's chest, and said, "At least it has to be so big!" ”

After saying that, he pushed the fine grains into the car to work, and leaned against the car door to smoke.

I thought in my heart, if I couldn't find the bonds in the car, then tomorrow Lawyer Gu bailed out Miho Sasaki, and then don't blame Brother Luo for destroying the flowers.

As for the money in Ma Tianshou's hand, Brother Luo was also greedy, but that thing was too hot.

Not to mention anything else, just those mercenaries under Bai Zhan's hands are not something that Luo Ge can stop.

Not to mention Brother Luo, Lin Weilong was raided by these people, and it is estimated that he will have to hit the street.

I was thinking about things when I suddenly felt my ass being pushed. Looking back, Fine Grains was holding a file bag, looking at herself with a smug face.

"Remember to... If you want to talk... Count! ”

Fine Grains stuffed the document bag into Wang Zuluo's hand, put down a sentence and ran away with a blushing face.

Wang Zuluo looked puzzled, he pinched her chest just now, but he didn't blush, but now he blushed and ran away when he said something.

There is a disease in the head, when does Brother Luo's words not count?

It is said that if you want to find Feihong, you must ask for someone, and this kind of lock-picking technology is too wasteful to keep and steal the car.

If she doesn't want to be a mommy, let her gather all the thieves on her territory.

Set up a lock-picking company, and then monopolize the entire lock-picking industry in Mong Kok, if you don't make money, Brother Luo's surname will be written upside down in the future!

Stretched out his head to look at the back row of Miho Sasaki's car, and found that the roof of the car had been cut open by fine grains, and the document bag should have been hidden there just now.

Closing the car door, Wang Zuluo opened the file bag, poured out the bonds inside, and took a look.

Sure enough, as Miho Sasaki said, it was a bearer bond issued by the Thai government, worth 40 million baht .......

Luo Ge converted it in his head, and now the dollar is exchanged for Thai baht, about 27 baht per dollar.

The bond is worth about 1.5 million US dollars, which is 7.6 million Hong Kong dollars when converted into Hong Kong dollars.

Damn, I've been cheated!

Tony, that bastard, ...... such a big formation for more than 7 million.

Hey, there are six .......

Wang Zuluo's hand shook and found that the document bag contained not a bond.

Brother Tony did the right thing, and the next time he saw the Tony brothers, Brother Luo must invite them to eat hot pot to thank them.

"Fly, it's here!"

After a black fly, the two of them returned to their off-road vehicle and waited.

After another five minutes, the uniformed police officer walked back with an employee of a gas station.

Two people, one carrying an oil drum, Wang Zuluo smiled and walked over to greet him.

After getting what he wanted, Wang Zuluo, who was in a good mood, wanted to give a few more tips, but when he put his hand in his pocket, he suddenly stiffened.

Just now, I obviously took back the money I gave to the fine grains, why is there no money now, but it has become a note?

Looking at the crooked string of phone numbers on the note, Wang Zuluo smiled awkwardly. Then let the black flies pay out and give people some hard money.

Called the little brother who was waiting outside the police station and drove away with his three cars.

Originally, there were supposed to be four, but the Mazda sedan was driven away by Tony's men during the shootout because it started well.

When the strip found it, it had already planted the road and had no value for repair.

Three battle-damaged cars and two vans drove towards Feihong's garage.

If you wait a little longer, you can go back without taking a taxi.

"Wow, Brother Luo, you won't be involved in the shootout between Liangkun and the Thais, right?"

Fei Hong looked at the three cars that had been swept by the bullets, and his face was nervous.

If it had anything to do with the shootout just now, it would be a hot job. It will be fatal to get involved in this matter, his Feihong family has a small business, and he can't stand the toss at all.

"How do you know that Liangkun had a shootout with the Vietnamese?"

Wang Zuluo was a little puzzled, is Feihong's ability to collect wind so great?

"It's all on TV, just now the live broadcast of the shootout between the Flying Tigers and terrorists, that's a blood boil."

Feihong pointed to the small TV hanging on the wall of the car repair workshop and asked Wang Zuluo to look at it: "Now, it's time to replay, you can take a look." ”

Wang Zuluo looked at it with interest, he had only experienced the first half before, and then drove away.

Now let's take a look at Liangkun and Ma Tianshou's subordinates, whose life is hard.

"Hello everyone, I'm the host Le Huizhen, and now we are ...... at the scene of the Flying Tigers arresting terrorists, and this time there are ...... bandits Hey, don't block the camera..."

"Ahem, hello Hong Kong Island citizens, I'm Yuen Ho-wan, the anti-gang team of the Mong Kok Police Station, ......, hey, the commissioner, you're here..."

"Well, I'm Mong Kok Police Commissioner Wong Ping Yiu. This time, under my wise leadership, I finally found the whereabouts of this gang of gangsters with great difficulty...... and now they are surrounded by police officers from the Mong Kok Police Station..."

Looking at the picture of Huang Bingyao squeezing Yuan Haoyun away on TV, and then monopolizing the camera, Wang Zuluo sighed deeply.

"Brother Luo, you sit down first, this guy has to ink for five minutes before he turns to the battle between the Flying Tigers and the Thais."

Fei Hong first asked his subordinates to repair the car, and then dragged out the sofa in his office for Wang Zuluo to sit.

Now his store can be regarded as the designated car repair shop of Xinlianying.

In the past, he used to use the car wash as his home base, but now because people from Xinlianying came to him to repair his car, he moved his office to the car repair shop.

The business is so hot that more than 2,000 people in the entire Xinlianying have come to him to repair their cars in order to get some of Brother Luo's blessings.

There is still a photo of him and Luo Ge on the wall, enlarged and framed, occupying half of the wall, and those who don't know think that this is the field of Xinlianying.

Wang Zuluo also saw the photos on the wall, but because he came here to repair the car for free, he also acquiesced to the photo thing.

Soon, the part where Huang Bingyao boasted about himself was skipped on TV, and it seemed that it was cut by the TV station when it was rebroadcast.

Now it was the cameraman who followed behind a squad of plainclothes officers from the Mong Kok Police Station and walked towards the street where the Flying Tigers had been crushed and beaten.

Bullet casings were clearly visible on the ground, several AKs were dropped on the road, and the corpses next to the guns were mosaiced.

Now all that remains in the streets are the muck trucks, where sporadic gunfire rang out, and the remnants of the White Bombers' men are stubbornly resisting.

And the tea restaurant where Liangkun is located has been occupied by the Flying Tigers.

A few guys on the street with paper bags on their heads were squatted in a safe position with their hands cuffed.

Wang Zuluo saw Liangkun's red suit at a glance.

I worked overtime today and just got off work.

The old rule, send first and then fix typos.

Yan Zu take care of it.

The company is not a person, there is no overtime pay for overtime, and the leave is deducted from the annual leave.

He's meowing, really xxxx

(End of chapter)