Hong Kong Companion: Boss Optimus Prime, I just want to find the right way

Chapter 42
"Boss, you must save me, I really don't want to die!"

Fen Ziji was still kneeling there.

"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me, and you are now a protégé, I can't save you!"

Su Wenluo waved him away.

Huang Mao stepped forward and asked the two boys to drag Fen Zaiji out.

Although he used to follow a big boss, but at the moment he chose to pass the file, all the incense had been cut off.

"Aki, you know mine, so don't let me do it!"

A Ji and Huang Mao joined the club in the same year, and Fen Zaiji is very clear about Huang Mao's strength.

Although Huang Mao has restrained a lot after having a child, he no longer often participates in the fighting between clubs.

But the strength of his red stick is not fake.

"Huangmao, help me beg the boss, I really have nowhere to go, as long as the boss can make it happen and give me a few more months, I can pay back all the money!"

Looking at this former brother, Fen Zaiji seemed to have found the last straw.

"Aki, the big brother let you go, and didn't let you suffer the punishment of three knives and six holes, so he was very kind.

Now you still want to plot against the boss, why do you really think that the knives in Mong Kok are not good for the sharpness of knives? "

Huang Mao frowned, his tone cold.

Now that they have come to the end of the road, this guy actually wants to entrap the boss.

After all, if Brother Luo intervenes, it might save face, but this is not in line with the rules of the world.

If you meddle in other people's affairs, you will be called a "gibbon" because your hands are too long.

"Huangmao, don't regret it!"

Huang Mao's words finally became the last straw, Fen Zaiji was desperate.

Su Wenluo patted Huang Mao on the shoulder. He was very satisfied with Huang Mao's performance today.

"Aki, in fact, you still have two ways to go. One is to hand in all the goods, and then go to Stanley to study for a period of time, and the other is to find a smuggler at the pier at night and leave Hong Kong Island overnight!"

After Su Wenluo finished speaking, he stood up.

"Huo Luo, are you sure you won't help me, well, let's all die together!"

Just as Su Wenluo approached, Fen Zaiji took out a handful of big black stars from his arms.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Su Wenluo.

"Huo Luo, you are going to die!"

While talking, you have to pull the trigger.

In the next second, he felt his hand holding the gun lose consciousness, and then he flew upside down.

The moment Fen Ziji took out the big black star, Han Yao and Huang Mao stood in front of Su Wenluo.

The Eight-faced Han sword in Luo Tianhong's hand was drawn out of its sheath instantly.

And Gao Jin's kick has landed on Fen Zaiji's body.

All these things happen in an instant.

"The shoveling family actually wants to touch the boss and kill him!"

Guili Mao and the others also reacted at this time, looking at the severed hand holding the big black star on the ground.

They still couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and then looked at Su Wenluo.

Su Wenluo waved and asked them to do things.

Fen Zaiji, who lost one hand, was dragged through the back door into the van in the back alley.

Kowloon Walled City
"Uncle Biao!"

After seeing Uncle Biao, all the big bottoms said hello.

Uncle Biao nodded, walked up to Su Wenluo, and looked around.

After confirming that Su Wenluo was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Biao. Sorry to trouble you!"

Su Wenluo took over a cat with snow-white fur from Uncle Biao, a pure white Napoleon.

In fact, Su Wenluo chose to come here for a reason.

Fen Zaiji is a member of the society, so Su Wenluo cannot choose to call the police like ordinary people.

'Don't worry, Ah Luo, although I haven't done anything for many years, I still haven't lost my cooking skills! Uncle Biao patted his chest and promised.

Many people know that the elders in the community were during the time when his uncle Long Wangtai was sitting in the hall.

Uncle Biao is the master of punishment in the torture room of the society.

As for the craftsmanship in the torture room, no one is more skilled than him in the current torture hall and Liansheng's torture hall.

"Fen Zaiji, do you say it yourself or I do it?"

Uncle Biao looked at Fen Zaiji. For this guy who dared to draw a gun at Su Wenluo, Uncle Biao said that you had better not speak.

At this time, Fen Zaiji looked at the dozen or so big black dogs that kept spitting, his legs were already shaking, and he couldn't say anything.

Seeing him like this, Uncle Biao didn't talk nonsense, he directly stapled Fen Zaiji's mouth up with a stapler, and then happily started crafting.

It was also the first time for Huangmao and the others to come to this kind of place, and Su Wenluo was teasing the cat.

An hour later, Uncle Biao used scissors to slowly pick out the staples on Fen Zaiji's mouth one by one.

"Uncle Biao, how are you doing?"

Su Wenluo looked at Uncle Biao and asked.

"He recruited them all. The person you beat up a few days ago was Liu Yaozu's cousin, and Liu Yaozu asked him to do it this time!"

Uncle Biao washed his hands and walked out.

At this time, Fen Zaiji had long since lost his human form, and half of his face was completely peeled off.

In the room, Huangmao Guilimao and the others kept vomiting.

Such a scene really shocked them.

At the same time, I also alert myself in my heart, never betray the boss, let alone repeat the mistakes of Fen Ziji.

"Is it Liu Yaozu?"

Su Wenluo didn't expect that before he could touch him, the other party would do it first.

It seems that the rescue of Robinson has to be put on the agenda.

"Has his shipment been found out?"

Su Wenluo doesn't follow fans, but he has attracted Fan Ziji, so he has to give an explanation to the fans.

"Well, an abandoned warehouse by the seaside in Saigon!" Uncle Biao nodded.

After knowing where the batch of goods was, Su Wenluo directly called Chuanbao.

"Huangmao, go and return the batch of Fenziji's goods!"

After Su Wenluo hung up the phone, he said to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao nodded, looking at Fen Zaiji's bloody half face, thinking about the scene where Uncle Biao made a move just now.

vomit!
He can't stay in this damn place.

As for Fen Zai Ji, his fate is nothing more than sealing the can and filling the sea.

I didn't expect that when I was alive, I would endanger the citizens of Hong Kong Island, and that I could do a good deed for the cause of land reclamation on Hong Kong Island when I was dead.

Great weapon!

Da Fei sailed out of the harbor, and when he came to the open sea, the gasoline tank filled with cement was directly pushed off the boat, splashing a wave.

"go back!"

Gui Li Mao waved, and Da Fei returned to the port in Mong Kok.

In Su Wenluo's room on the top floor of the Dihao Club late at night.

Su Wenluo kept drawing prizes, and what happened today gave him a sense of crisis.

His own strength is indeed very strong, but after all, he is still a mortal body. This time, Fen Zaiji suddenly made an attack, if Luo Tianhong and the others were not by his side.

It is very likely that I will expose my skills.

The more you expose, the less you keep your secrets.

And Liu Yaozu, that pouncer actually wanted to do something to him,

Then you can't stay.

　PS: I was wrong, I can’t hold on anymore, I will pay back what I owe tomorrow, I have time for the holiday tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)