The hero of a certain Hong Kong comprehensive world

Chapter 431 It’s just a personal grudge

The driver's body was pressed heavily on the steering wheel, and the piercing sound of the horn echoed through the winding mountain road outside the villa where Chen Wanshan rented.

A dozen gunmen heard the gunshots and poured out of Chen Wanshan's villa. They stood at the door and looked toward the location of the accident down the hillside.

But no one moved to check. The overturned car on the road was not a decoration.

Luo Xiangfu kicked open the deformed car door with blood on his face. At this time, the car started to smoke, and he would be unable to leave if he didn't leave.

The car door was kicked open, and he struggled with all his strength to squeeze open a larger gap.

A crunch.

The car door was grabbed by a hand, and then the entire door was ripped off the car body and thrown aside.

Before Luo Xiangfu could react, the hand that had just opened the door grabbed his collar and pulled him out of the car.

He was dragged a few steps and then dropped heavily to the ground.

Only then did Luo Xiangfu have time to wipe off the blood on his face mixed with the dirt on his brain, and opened his eyes to take a look at the situation. .

"Are you Wang Zuluo?"

Staring at the figure in a suit and hood standing in front of him, Luo Xiangfu asked tentatively.

"I'm not!"

Wang Zuluo replied casually, then grabbed Luo Xiangfu by his collar and slapped him on the face.

"I have a grudge against the Luo family?"

Wang Zuluo stared at Luo Xiangfu's eyes, trying to see something unusual in his eyes.

He was a good person and didn't offend anyone, so Tong Lianshun bit him himself.

Isn’t this fucking bullying of honest people?

"You are Wang Zuluo!"

Luo Xiangfu struggled a few times, and several buttons of his high-end suit were torn off, but the hand holding his collar was still firm.

Damn it, when Tong Lianshun returned to Hong Kong Island, except for Chen Wanshan who provoked Wang Zuluo, he didn't have any enemies.

Even if there are enemies, they are enemies in Southeast Asia. Now that they have entered Hong Kong Island, those people have no courage to pursue them and take revenge.

Now this bastard is telling lies with his fucking eyes open in front of him. Does he really think he is blind?

"Yes, I am Wang Zuluo. Do I have any grudge against your Luo family?"

Wang Zuluo nodded directly, and then asked again.

If they want to clean up the electrical panels for US dollars, then the Luo family should just use people to exchange them with them.

But the other party's last call was obviously to set him up against Mr. Yao from Hengda.

The Luo family knew almost nothing about the U.S. dollar circuit board being taken away by Song Zihao.

But why Chen Wanshan came to find him in the first place was the strangest thing about Wang Zuluo.

"The Luo family doesn't even know you are that Cong, so how can they have a grudge against you?"

Luo Xiangfu had no intention of begging for mercy. He bared his teeth with blood on his face and forced a smile.

Wang Zuluo nodded again: "Since the Luo family has no grudge against me, then it is a personal grudge between you and me?"

He let go of Luo Xiangfu and watched him struggling against the tree and gasping for air.

"I have no personal grudge against you. Chen Wanshan did this and I just found out about it."

Looking back at the bodyguards on the roadside who were firing at his men, Luo Xiangfu's eyes twitched a few times.

"Let me go to Hengda Group to get the US dollar banknote electric board. Didn't your Luo family participate in this matter?"

Wang Zuluo smiled and found a box of cigarettes from Luo Xiangfu's suit pocket. After taking one, he thought about it and stuffed another one into Luo Xiangfu's mouth.

"Counterfeit banknotes are the core business of the Luo family, but it would be wrong to involve me, don't you think?" Wang Zuluo helped the other party light the cigarette, and then Ah He, who was in charge of the ambush just now, came over and whispered a few words in Wang Zuluo's ear. What.

Wang Zuluo ordered in front of Luo Xiangfu: "Just do the work, this place is far from the city."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zuluo looked at Luo Xiangfu again and said, "Since this matter has nothing to do with the Luo family, and you and I have no personal enmity, then it is my personal enmity with Chen Wanshan, right?"

Luo Xiangfu had a cigarette stuffed in his mouth, but he was choked and kept coughing.

"Is it a personal feud between me and Chen Wanshan? Tell me!"

It wasn't until the big black star in Wang Zuluo's hand touched his chin that Luo Xiangfu finally stopped coughing and replied:

"I, Luo Xiangfu, don't have the final say on the Luo family, but I guarantee that the Luo family has nothing to do with this matter."

He only mentioned the Luo family, but did not talk about Tong Lianshun. The meaning is self-evident. After Wang Zuluo killed Chen Wanshan, Tong Lianshun would definitely not give up so easily.

Tong Lianshun is not the private property of the Luo family. At least since their father died and their eldest brother Luo Xiang'an succeeded to the throne, Tong Lianshun is no longer a dog raised by the Luo family.

While Luo Xiangfu was speaking, gunfire rang out in the direction of the villa where Chen Wanshan rented.

The Artai brothers and Wang Zuluo's bodyguards had already sent over to engage Chen Wanshan's gunmen.

The rules of the rivers and lakes are that you don't bring a gun to show off your horse, and you can take revenge as you please.

You found someone to kidnap my son first, and today you sent someone to kidnap my beloved relative and friend Lin Guangjie. Why are you so polite to you?

"Do all the societies in Hong Kong do things like you do?"

Luo Xiangfu also heard the gunshots from the direction of the villa, raised his head and looked at Wang Zuluo and asked.

There was still a gun on his chin, so he couldn't help but raise his head.

"No!" Wang Zuluo took back his pistol and replied to Luo Xiangfu.

Before Luo Xiangfu could breathe a sigh of relief, Wang Zuluo continued: "Hong Kong Island societies do things much crazier than this."

It's really crazy. Thousands of people hacking each other on the street happen from time to time, and melees between hundreds of people happen almost every day.

The gunman does things more frequently than a woman visits her aunt every month.

Just one random piece of the dirty work done by airplanes would be enough to make several movies.

Wan Chai Police Station.

Chen Jiaju, who was woken up by the phone call, couldn't help but shudder. He quickly went from lying on his desk to catch up on his sleep, sitting up straight and pretending to be working seriously.

Picking up the phone casually, he asked with a grimace: "Hello, this is Wan Chai Police Station..."

After hearing what the caller said on the phone, Chen Jiaju's sleepiness disappeared.

After quickly recording the alarm in the notebook, Chen Jiaju first hung up the phone, then pressed the button representing internal communication to convey the alarm content to the main station.

That's right, Chen Jiaju, now wearing a distinctive uniform, has become a glorious police station operator.

He stood up with itchy hands and twisted his body back and forth at his work station.

Chen Jiaju once again picked up the alarm content he just recorded and read it again and again.

"Wang Zuluo is so damn stingy when he rushes to the street. It's just a little conflict. Is it necessary for the lawyer to keep an eye on me?"

Chan Ka Kui originally thought that he was far away in Wan Chai, and there was nothing that Wong Cho Luo could do about him who was domineering in Mong Kok.

But he underestimated the power of the words "rich man". When he was catching a thief the day before yesterday, he only broke three of his ribs.

A dozen lawyers actually jumped out to help the bag snatcher rush to the street to file a complaint against him.

This wasn't over yet. The bastard he had sent to jail before had a group of lawyers come out to complain about his small mistakes in arresting people.

Well now, he finally became an operator.

Just like that, from time to time harassing phone calls would come in, pointing at his nose and scolding him for being a prostitute.

(End of this chapter)