The hero of a certain Hong Kong comprehensive world

Chapter 1 There’s nothing good about a pretty girl
"Wake up, my husband is back!"

"Come on, Brother Long is back, wake up!"

In a daze, Wang Zuluo felt his cheeks being slapped hard several times.

After hearing the words in his ears clearly, his body trembled, and he pushed away the woman in his arms like a reflex and jumped up.

Before his mind could react, he had quickly put on his clothes and pants. With his shoes in one hand and his wallet in the other, he climbed out of the bedroom window and stepped on the water pipe buckle under the window sill.

The silky-smooth movements are completed in one breath in a matter of seconds, making you look full of experience.

Wang Zuluo finally woke up when the cold wind outside the window blew him.He rubbed his throbbing head, trying to alleviate the pain.

At the same time, I tried my best to think about why I was working overtime at the company and why I showed up here yesterday evening, hugging a beautiful girl on the bed as soon as I arrived.

The most important thing is that this girl is not mine yet!
I really want to punch myself. I thought it was a dream last night and just enjoyed it without thinking about anything else.

His mind was thinking about things, but his body relied on muscle memory to naturally put his wallet away, tie the laces of two leather shoes with one hand, and hang them around his neck.

There is no way, the sewer pipe is too narrow here, so we can only deal with it like this first.

With a click, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a drunk man walked in.

Through the curtains, Wang Zuluo took a glance, then withdrew his gaze and hid himself more secretly.

"How did you go about the matter that I asked you to discuss with that bastard Wang Zuluo yesterday?"

The man breathed out alcohol and took off his jacket and threw it on the bedside table.A Black Star pistol on his waist was very dazzling in the light.

"By the way, go back and ask Arong to keep an eye on that bastard. I always feel like there's nothing good about a pretty boy, especially when that bastard is a bluffing lawyer!"

Seeing the pistol, Wang Zuluo moved to the side again.

He clasped the wall next to the window with his right hand, leaving only one foot to step on the sewer pipe buckle, and the other foot to hang in the air to make his body more hidden.

In this situation, Wang Zuluo could figure out what was going on with just a little thought.

"I've become the fucking old king next door!?"

Cursing secretly, Wang Zuluo quickly turned his mind and began to dig out the useful information that just appeared in his mind.

Not to mention this is Hong Kong Island, but it is Hong Kong Island in the 80s.

The man speaking now is the boss of Wang Zuluo's body, named Lin Weilong.He started out as a gangster, but now he has hooked up with the Japanese and is engaged in the arms smuggling business. He is very powerful in the Mong Kok area.

Because Wang Zuluo's predecessor owed a large amount of loan sharking, and Lin Weilong wanted to get in touch with the customs through Wang Zuluo's predecessor, the predecessor became one of Lin Weilong's lawyers.

Lin Weilong has the handle, and he is exposed to things that are inconvenient for ordinary lawyers.

"Aluo said that the police did not have enough evidence to prosecute, and Guangjie has also been sent to Macau. Don't worry, Luo Wei will take care of Guangjie in Macau."

The woman who spoke was named Zhou Peilian, and she was Lin Weilong's son.

Wang Zuluo usually calls her sister-in-law, but especially last night, for some reason, this title appeared a lot.

Zhou Peilian was wearing a bath towel and walking back and forth.

She walked over and helped Lin Weilong slowly sit on the bed, and said with concern: "Don't drink if your shoulder is injured. What if it gets infected?"

A warm drama is playing out indoors, but a thriller is playing out in Wang Zuluo's mind outside.

Being manipulated, he couldn't help himself, participated in the core arms business of Lin Weilong's gang, and finally secretly cuckolded the boss at the risk of death. This is the rhythm of being thrown into the sea and used as fish food.

Shaking his head, Wang Zuluo suppressed the various fragmentary memories that appeared in his mind.

Let's take care of it now. He, the latecomer, will definitely take the blame for his predecessor. It's better to think about how to overcome the current hurdle.

Just when Wang Zuluo was fighting with his head, Zhou Peilian's low sobs suddenly came from the bedroom:
"I'm sorry Brother Long, I should have stopped Ajie that day and not let him go to East Tsim Sha Tsui alone..."

The woman's cry was too fake and had no technical content. It wouldn't even be considered green tea in future generations. It was only because Lin Weilong was drunk that he didn't feel anything strange. "Sorry, sorry..., sorry is useless!"

When Lin Weilong heard this, he pushed Zhou Peilian away irritably, picked up the phone on the bedside table and started dialing.

Hearing the dialing sound in the room, Wang Zuluo was excited and hurriedly took off the antique Nokia 1011 mobile phone from his waist.

He bit open the back cover with his teeth, clicked and flicked it with his left thumb, and the cell phone battery spun down from the sixth floor.

Regardless of whether Lin Weilong called himself or not, it was safe to turn off the battery.

What if Lin Weilong knew that Wang Zuluo slept in the same bed as his son last night?In less than 10 minutes, he and Zhou Peilian would be sunk into the nearby sea.

"That bastard didn't turn on the phone!" Lin Weilong looked at the time on his phone, and then threw the phone aside, which was thick enough to be used as a brick.

"Go and clean up, and wake me up later. That bastard Prince Hong Xing took more than 500 million from me, so Xiaojie's matter is over."

After saying that, Lin Weilong lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and snored comfortably.

Wang Zuluo gritted his teeth outside the window and persisted, but not only was it windy outside, but his feet were so damn bad that it couldn't be more miserable.

After more than an hour.

After making sure that Lin Weilong had taken people away in a car, Wang Zuluo entered the empty bedroom again.

After moving his numb arms a few times, he skillfully found a Lin Weilong cigar from the bedside table, lit it, and took a deep breath.

In the past, whether it was Wang Zuluo's predecessor or Wang Zuluo's previous life, it was simply impossible to hang one hand out of the window for more than an hour.

But now not only is he dead, his body is not tired at all.

Wang Zuluo didn't know the reason, but a significant improvement in physical fitness was always a good thing.

"Lin Weilong, Lin Guangjie, Luo Weina, little Japanese arms dealers..."

I was nervous just now, but now that I think about it carefully, these names together feel a bit familiar...

After reciting it several times, Wang Zuluo finally remembered a certain classic clip he had seen in a Hong Kong movie in his previous life:
In the movie "The New Man", Daniel Wu spoke a mouth-watering Mandarin:

'Are you good at hitting? Being able to hit is of no use... You need to be powerful and have a good background to get around... Oh~ It turns out to be a little flat fan... '

After going through the memories in my mind, I found that in addition to Lin Weilong, the unlucky guy who got his box lunch within 10 minutes of his appearance in the movie, I also found memories of Jiang Tiansheng, the leader of Hongxing, and Lian Sheng sitting in the restaurant and calling bragging rights.

After thinking blindly for a few minutes, Wang Zuluo suddenly stood up.After looking around the room, he finally took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars from under the mattress and counted them, and found that there were more than 3 Hong Kong dollars.

The big golden bull, with a face value of one thousand, only thirty or so of them were more than 3. They were not too thick in a stack and were tied with a headband.

In his previous life, Wang Zuluo had never touched such a single note worth one thousand with his own hands. He had seen a lot of it online, but after all, there was no real feeling on the Internet.

"No wonder all kinds of illegal transactions in Hong Kong movies can carry hundreds of millions in a suitcase..."

After kissing the big golden bull in his hand, Wang Zuluo stood up and looked at the scenery of Hong Kong Island outside the window.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter whether the world is in chaos or not, making money is the most important thing.

What's more, this is the reward he deserves. His predecessor worked hard to take advantage of Lin Guangjie's affairs, so it is only natural to collect some money.

Put on your shoes, open the door and go downstairs.

Yesterday, I had a busy day dealing with my sister-in-law's affairs. It was both tiring and tiring. Now it's just right to go downstairs and eat breakfast to replenish my nutrition.

Of course, it is the predecessor of this body, a lawyer, who is busy, and the mental work is a waste of effort.

And Wang Zuluo, who had just been reborn in this body last night and started busy, was of course the one doing the hard work, and what was wasted was the essence and blood.

PS: I wish Brother Jia a baby soon (≧ω≦)
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