The hero of a certain Hong Kong comprehensive world

Chapter 83 Pu Jun, do you know you are dead (please order first)
"Wang Zuluo! Mad Dog Luo! You are so unethical, the Yan family shovel..."

As soon as he left the noodle shop, Pu Jun called, which was really efficient.

"Okay, Brother Jun. I called you, but you blocked me. I went to the casino to find you. Your employee said you were going to help my grandma catch her son who was a bad gambler and ask for the debt. Brother, you are a loan shark company, you go do charity?"

Call yourself Mad Dog Luo?

No matter how crazy I am, I am not as crazy as Pu Jun. In the underworld, if you do charity, people will be grateful to you.

You have done bad things all your life, and now you know how to accumulate virtue?

"Please, can you please don't go to my woman's place to find me next time? I beg you, okay?"

Pu Jun was furious now. If Wang Zuluo stood in front of him, he would definitely punch him.

"Okay, how could I not listen to what Mong Kok Shan Ying said?"

Wang Zuluo didn't care about Pu Jun's attitude. As long as the real benefits fell into his hands, Pu Jun wouldn't even scold him, even if he punched him twice, Luo Ge would treat it as nothing happened.

At most, you can throw it into the sea to feed the fish afterwards, and you will never hold a grudge!

"Come to Ladies Market, I will eat here and discuss anything you have to do."

After saying that, Pu Jun hung up the phone.

Wang Zuluo shook his head and put away his phone.

"Aji, go to the women's street."

After saying that, Wang Zuluo got into the Porsche and started the car, while Aji followed behind in the Mazda sports car.

Ten minutes later, Wang Zuluo saw Pu Jun's sports car at the street corner.

This guy's sunglasses look like they are rented and he wears them wherever he goes.

"Mad Dog Luo!" Pu Jun saw Wang Zuluo get out of the car and walked a few steps quickly to attack.

"Don't move. Remember that crowfly under my command? He is eating noodles now. Guess where he is eating noodles?"

Wang Zuluo closed the car door calmly, not caring at all about Pu Jun who was about to explode with anger.

"I lied to you. I told you not to harass your goddess."

Wang Zuluo was afraid that Pu Jun would be angry, so he walked over and put his arms around the opponent's shoulders: "You are fighting with someone, and your arms are wrapped in gauze?"

"There was no fight, I just went to donate blood."

Pu Jun helplessly calmed down temporarily, but his tone of voice was still not good.

What can I do if I don’t calm down?

This mad dog is insane. Who knows if the other party sent someone to stay in Sister Mei’s shop?
"Let's go, find a restaurant." Wang Zuluo looked around. Apart from various vendors selling women's clothing and food carts, there was no restaurant at all on the Women's Street.

"There's a restaurant on the street in front. I'll treat you to lobster."

Pu Jun looked at the time and pointed at the street intersection in front of him.

"Waiter, two orders of salmon, one cheese-baked lobster, a dozen oysters, and another order of Yangzhou fried rice."

Wang Zuluo looked at the menu and, except for the fried rice, just ordered the more expensive ones.

"Aji, what do you want? You don't have to save money for Brother Jun, why don't you order what I ordered?"

Ah Ji was not as thick-skinned as Wang Zuluo, but after seeing Wang Zuluo winking constantly, he still nodded and motioned to the waiter to bring the same dish.

"Wow, if you order so much, aren't you afraid of having diarrhea after eating?" Pu Jun took the menu, looked at Wang Zuluo and then at Ah Ji, then returned the menu to the waiter and said, "I'll have some fried rice, thank you."

"You're treating me to a treat and ordering a piece of fried rice for yourself?"

Wang Zuluo was shocked. Pu Jun didn’t look like a person without money?

The car I drive is a Porsche, how can I be short of money?
"What you ordered is more than three people can finish."

Pu Jun said angrily, then took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it, and asked, "Why are you here for me? Don't tell me that you are just here for a meal."

Wang Zuluo looked at the waiter who said nothing, and also took out a Marlboro and lit it.

"Stop hanging out in Lianying, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to survive this month."

Wang Zuluo was not polite and directly explained his intention to Pu Jun.

"Hong Tai's lobbyist?" Pu Jun looked at Wang Zuluo strangely. "You just killed Prince Hong Tai, and now you are working as a lobbyist for Hong Tai. It seems that An Mei is getting worse and worse as he gets more messed up."

"Don't slander me, it was Sangbo who killed the prince!"

Wang Zuluo immediately cried out, because the scene of Sangbo shooting and killing the prince was clearly recorded on the disc.Why is it that a person now seems to know that the prince died in his hands?
"A smuggling ship passed by that day. Didn't you explore the environment when you were doing things?"

Pu Jun sneered. He didn't believe that Wang Zuluo was not rigorous in his work. He just deliberately spread it to others.

Otherwise, why would those discs be dispersed from Prince's previous disc factory?

This is just a way for wild dogs on the street to enclose their territory and deter the people around them from messing with him.

Haven’t you seen those little prefixes recently moved from Yau Ma Tei? Don’t you dare to wander around Shanghai Street and Tai Kok Tsui?

"Okay, I know you want to wash your hands in a golden basin, but now Hong Tai is going to war with Lianying. Do you think Lianying will let you retire?"

Wang Zuluo stopped talking in circles with Pu Jun. They were both happy people, so it was better to be more direct.

"Hung Tai is determined to step on Lien Ying this time. That guy Bao Rong is from Hong Tai's red club. Now he even wants to give up the venue in Tsuen Wan. He can't do it without stepping on Mong Kok East."

"Those uncles and uncles in Lianying have all cleared their names, and those who have not yet washed their hair are preparing to retire and live in Singapore. You are the only one of the younger generation who can carry the banner. If you retire, Lianying will be dead."

Wang Zuluo presented the facts to Pu Jun and made sense. Now everyone knows what Lianying's uncles think.

They didn't want to fight Hong Tai, and they couldn't bear to part with their business in Mong Kok East, so they pushed Pu Jun to fight Bao Rong.

In this way, they will have time to sell their business at a good price. It is best for Pu Jun to withstand Bao Rong or make a few beautiful counterattacks.

Thousands of young men in Lianying need to eat.If Lien Ying says he can't beat Hong Tai now, I will take my people to Singapore to do business first.

Do you believe that those younger brothers under your command can kill old guys like them on the same day?
"So you are doomed. Washing your hands in a golden basin is a death, and not washing them is an even greater death."

Wang Zuluo was right, if Pu Jun stopped at this time.

Lianying's uncles were so angry that they decided to kill Pu Jun first to stabilize the situation in the society.Then he picked up an unlucky guy and fought with Bao Rong for his life.

There are a lot of young and Dangerous people in Hong Kong who want to rise to the top. If you just draw a big pie, you can pull out a bunch of brainless people to help them delay time.

"You said I'm dead, and now you're trying to persuade me not to work in Lian Ying?"

Pu Jun smiled bitterly. Recently, he rarely went to the noodle shop to see Sister Mei. He was worried about what Wang Zuluo said.

There is also a young boy whom he is very optimistic about - Changmao Qian Jidong.He also sent him to work as a waiter in a noodle shop because he didn't want to drag Qian Jidong along with him.

"I said yes. How about you announce your resignation from Lian Ying and help me, and I'll help you stand up to those old guys in Lian Ying?"

Wang Zuluo took a bite of the fried rice that had just been served, and found that the taste was not as smooth as the one he had eaten at a street food restaurant in his previous life. Why does the good fried rice have to be so sweet?
(End of this chapter)