Hanging up the phone, Wang Zuluo shook his head with a smile.

Five million, he can earn so much with his face, how can he give up?

It has to be well-connected, no wonder so many people in their previous lives desperately wanted to improve their circle.

Because the circle is high, people may be able to make you earn money that you worked hard to earn before because of a sentence or face.

"Ah Luo, what did you say to Chihu, he now asked me to take him to the Central District to find the Japanese!"

Lin Guangjie's call came directly, which made Wang Zuluo look surprised.

"He's ?!! now"

Wang Zuluo never expected that Red Tiger would be so decisive in his efforts to fight on the street.

"Okay, I still have something to do, hang up ......."

After speaking, regardless of whether Lin Guangjie heard it clearly or not, after hanging up the phone, he patted the driver's seat back and said:

"I can't wait, go over and close the net!"

Soon, the car hiding in a nearby alley was activated, and several vans drove straight out.

Doing black work, Wang Zuluo's bulletproof car is too obvious, so he can only take a van.

After fiddling with the body armor on his body a few times, Wang Zuluo began to check the submachine gun in his hand.

The three vans quickly returned to the downstairs where the Kawada Co., Ltd. building was located, and listening to the gunfire near the parking lot, Wang Zuluo's eyes gradually narrowed.

"Takata, we can't rush out!"

Fan Zhihong, who was forced back into the corner by a few bullets, looked at Gao Tian next to him, who was still shooting, and shouted in a hurried tone.

"If it drags on any longer, even if the strip is greeted by Nakakurahara, then it has to come over!"

Gao Tian swept a few shots outside, retracted his head, looked at Fan Zhihong and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't forget who we are helping to do!" ”

Fan Zhihong was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, he came here today and was coerced by a certain bastard!

But with five or six other parties' arrangements around him, it is impossible to withdraw even if he wants to.

"Don't worry, I called for support, this time I must make an example of the chickens!"

Nakakura held his arms and looked at the entrance of the underground parking lot with a hideous expression.

As for the black suit sent by the head office, it was already lying beside him at this time.

A bullet hole in the back of the head, apparently committed suicide by being shot in the back.

"Samurai spirit, haha, you really believe in this kind of thing. If I am so faithful to my brother-in-law, how can I not go along with my wishes? ”

Kicking the Japanese in a black suit on the ground, the smile on Nakakurahara's face was slightly distorted.

As for the manpower brought by the black suit, there is no time to take care of the situation at all.

As I said in the black suit just now, even if I die here today, I can't let President Kawada's hard work go to waste.

So these Showa boys, one by one, shouted about the board and began to play with their lives. I just need to tie a strip of white cloth on my head and draw an aunt's towel on it.

It was their madness that forced Fan Zhihong and them with a pistol, and also faintly meant to drive them back to the depths of the underground parking lot.

Buzz~

Wang Zuluo's phone began to vibrate, and looking at the number on Nakakurahara, the smile on Wang Zuluo's face was very happy.

I guessed correctly, among the support originally called by Zhongcang, there was Wang Zuluo, a crazy wolf in Mong Kok.

It will take a while for the rest of the people to come over, but Wang Zuluo has just left, how could Nakakuhara let him go as a partner?

Crunch~

The van stopped behind Nakakurahara, and several members of the Yamashita group who were about to shoot with their guns raised were slapped one by one by Nakakurahara.

"Baga, your own people, this is your own people......"

But in the short time he spoke, the van actually accelerated again and rushed towards him.

After smashing into the railing on the ground in front of it, the van made a turn, deliberately making the tires significantly lower than the opposite tire, aiming at the underground parking lot and Nakakurahara, who was guarding outside.

Then there were two cars in the back, blocking everyone in the inner circle in a semi-encircled position.

"Crazy... Crazy wolf... Lo! ”

Nakakuraha sensed that something was wrong, and it would definitely not be this posture to come to support!

The windows of the van were opened, and several submachine guns poked out.

"Get out of the ......."

Nakakurahara's eyes were about to pop out, although Japan was rampant with extreme ideas, but after coming to Hong Kong Island, he had been beaten three times.

No matter how big the hatred between the two gangs in Japan is, it will not be the same as the few times they have encountered on Hong Kong Island, and they will directly let the gunmen come to the door and come recklessly!

This is a era of peace, how can it be the same as anti-Japanese?

Damn, isn't it all kinds of conspiracies and tricks in the underworld, so that the relationships between the parties behind it are slowly suppressed?

After coming to Hong Kong Island, what I saw was that various associations would kill people at every turn, and they would draw lots to kill people at every turn.

During the time he came, he saw a big scene that he could say that he had never seen so much in Hong Kong Island when he was so big in Japan.

One word, rough!

The Hong Kong Island community is too rough!

There is no craftsman spirit at all, let's sit together and drink tea, and then conspire and make all kinds of calculations is a good community......

If Brother Luo knew what the other party thought, he would definitely say: This is happy enmity, this is the romance of Hong Kong Island, you know a fart?

Well...... The romantic ...... of submachine guns.

Brother Luo would never say that he was too rough to do things, and he knew that he couldn't calculate those old rivers and lakes, so he could only rely on recklessness to do things.

As for what it doesn't end well, ...... like that.

In more than ten years, the world of Hong Kong Island will not know if there will be any more, who will care about the future?

Which club will not transform after more than ten years?

When the police officers changed the police badge on the brim of their hats to land in Britain and sell opium, which of the people on the road would dare to shout a black-skinned dog?

Who dares to shout a stinky foot patrol?

Is it true that there is no death penalty in the mainland?

Is it true that just a few lawyers can make you do bad things openly?

"Shoot, kill these devils!"

Wang Zuluo didn't care whether he was aiming or not, he just swept it over.

"Call the police, call the police!"

Nakakuraha watched the remaining dozen or so men fall one by one, and his mentality was about to collapse.

When your own bullet hits the opponent's body, it will soon burst into a cluster of sparks, and then it will ricochet and fly out.

He's not a fool, how could he not see that the other party's car is full of things.

I just don't know whose money Wang Zuluo took against him this time.

Nakakuraha knew from the beginning that his relationship with Wang Zuluo was just a simple monetary transaction.

Compared with the rat Bing of the pile of righteous words, Wang Zuluo has no business dealings with him.

Last time, Wang Zuluo said that he would let him help with tobacco sales qualifications, but he didn't do it.

The idea is to kill Wang Zuluo afterwards and get the money back, how can he do his best to help?

"Mad Dog Luo, don't think I don't know it's you, you took my money, took my money!"

Nakakuraha hid behind cover and shouted and cursed.

Wang Zuluo ignored his shouting, directly pointed the muzzle of the gun towards the position where the voice came out, and flew over again.

Damn, I took your money to let me deal with Leader Trading.

You didn't pay me for it!

"Get out of the car and deal with them!"

(End of chapter)