I am lawless in Hong Kong

Chapter 11 It's too early to come
The small tea room was a bit crowded and smoky for a while, Di Luo didn't rush to deal with this job, but weighed it over and over for a long time: "Why me, Uncle Lei, you know how people spread the word about me, saying that I'm a Groom!"

"I value you! Why did Kunke and Han Chen die on the high seas, but you and Sha Qiang didn't die? I think you know the reason for this, A Luo. My vision is not bad. You are smart and bold. Careful, able to fight, and more resistant!" Lei Wenhai poured a cup of tea for Di Luo: "I heard that you were hacked more than a dozen times in Yau Tsim Mong not long ago, your life is hard!"

"Do you know whose subordinates they are?"

Di Luo shook his head and blew on the hot tea: "I don't know, Brother Chen didn't send anyone to investigate, so the matter was delayed."

The day Yuanbody was hacked to death was in the evening.There was a conflict with a few dwarf mules on the side of the street, which eventually led to his death on the street.

Who it is, I don't have any information about those rotten boys in my memory, I only know that they are new faces.Besides, those who were cut off at that time ran around with their heads in their arms, so there was no time to pay attention to those.

Lei Wenhai slowly turned the teacup to play, and released a meaningful message: "Those who killed you rushed to the street, the leader is Ma Sheng, Daquanzi, who smuggled to Xiangjiang not long ago to work for Wen Jiahao, Wen Jiahao, you always know, right? Lo?"

Di Luo nodded. Wen Jiahao naturally knew that the entire Yau Tsim Mong District was his territory, and he was the boss of Liansheng.

Lei Wenhai continued: "Back when Han Chen was on the horse, all the flour business in Liansheng Li was in his hands. Naturally, he couldn't win all the business in Yau Tsim Mong, otherwise the old men would not be willing. One person is too powerful. Then there is no need for Liansheng to exist, in exchange for benefits, Uncle Wu tweeted that Jiahao took over the business in Yau Tsim Mong District, so Han Chen has been able to go smoothly for the past two years."

"Wen Jiahao has also developed from a small boy to the present in the past few years. He is young and restless, and he wants to compete with me!!!"

Lei Wenhai slapped the table with a ferocious face, and the tea popped out.

Di Luo knew about Wen Jiahao, so there was nothing he could do. The entire Yau Tsim Mong area was his territory. In his memory, most of the flour that Han Chen sold privately was in the Yau Tsim Mong area.

And Wen Jiahao is naturally Han Chen's big client. It can be said that Wen Jiahao and even all his subordinates are almost a large drug den.

"Uncle Lei, Brother Wen won't be able to talk about seniority, right?" Di Luo asked, and if he guessed right, what he said next would be the focus and purpose.

Lei Wenhai picked up the handbag from his feet and put it on the table, and pushed it to Di Luo: "Yes, why should a turtle fight with me? He was still drinking milk when I came out to hang out!"

"But Uncle Wu pushed him from behind, that old guy! He's blind! Or is it his illegitimate son? All the good things in the past few years have been given to that bastard Wen Jiahao. I think he doesn't want to die well!"

Hua Shan stood up swiftly, and unzipped the handbag. Bundles of banknotes filled the bag. A handful of black stars and two magazines lay quietly in the gap between the banknotes.

Di Luo roughly understood Lei Wenhai's thoughts, and purposely remained silent.

Lei Wenhai patted the waiter's ass and told her to go out first, and then he said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Ah Luo, here is 200 million cash, help me to be a Wen Jiahao, and when it is done, Liansheng will win what I say, it's a firm deal I’ll give you the Yau Tsim Mong area again! Then you can earn money, build some connections, get a few years of experience, and make some contributions to the club. You might as well fight for it in the future!”

Good guy, another murder with a borrowed knife, just on the bright side!

Dilo took out a few bundles of banknotes for inspection, zipped up the zipper, and handed the handbag to Sha Qiang.

If people are not for themselves, heaven and earth will perish!Besides, everyone is not a good bird!
Lei Wenhai smiled in satisfaction.

"Okay, I took Uncle Lei, and I will rely on Uncle Lei to support him in the future." Di Luo took out a Rolex from a small gift box and put it on his wrist. "The next time we meet, it will be Mr. Lei! Uncle Lei!"

Hearing this, Lei Wenhai laughed from ear to ear, and said bluntly, "It's still you who can talk!"

"Come! Drink tea!"

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Take people's money and sell stolen goods for others.

Di Luo is very professional. After leaving the Quan Rong Tea House, he and Sha Qiang drove into the car to check out spots.

When Han Chen was not dead, he often drank tea with Wen Jiahao, and Sha Qiang was there, so Sha Qiang knew Wen Jiahao's movements very well.

Skysea Casino.

The largest casino in Yau Tsim Mong District, which combines three elements, pornography, gambling, and drugs. The place opened by Wen Jiahao himself, the business is booming.

In the car, Sha Qiang said firmly: "Don't worry, Brother Luo, Wen Jiahao must be here, this place can be said to be his own son, baby is not good, the club is usually fine, he lives here, and you don't know Brother Luo, this Wen Jiahao is still an addict!"

Di Luo got out of the car and closed the door, "Okay, then let's go for a walk first, and play by ear, silly strong."

Sha Qiang was half a beat too late, he rummaged through the trunk and finally took out a small handbag.

The two entered the casino, exchanged some chips in the lobby, and then went to the vip field inside.

Good guy, ghost, there are many high-ranking officials...

Di Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who was standing in the same place not far away and chatting with others, he seemed to be about [-] years younger.

A square, small cut, a white suit, and a weak figure, like a hemp stick.

This person is Wen Jiahao.

Wen Jiahao talked and laughed with a ghost, and after toasting, he left with his arms around the girl.

His steps were a little jerky, his nose twitched unnaturally, and he spit on the carpet from time to time, looking a little anxious.

Di Luo's eyes lit up, what the hell, it's really a coincidence that it's better to come sooner than later!
This grandson is addicted!

"Follow!" Di Luo whispered to Sha Qiang.

Followed all the way up to the second floor, there are rooms on the second floor, most of which are the guests who are having fun downstairs and lead the girls upstairs to do business or spend the night.

Wen Jiahao led the woman into the room deep in the corridor. Di Luo wrote down the house number and took out a pistol from his waist.

Silly Qiang also quickly opened the handbag and took out two plastic bags from it.

time ~

After tearing open the plastic bag, a pair of black silk stockings fell from his hands. He tugged and tugged hard, feeling extremely satisfied.

Good quality!

Shaqiang took a stocking and put it on his head skillfully.

The line of sight is clear, and there is no snagging, but it is a bit breathless.

Dilo glanced back in bewilderment and was startled!Grass fuck!What the hell!

"Here, Brother Luo! The headgear you asked me to prepare!" Shaqiang smiled innocently, his thick lips were turned up by the stockings, and his front teeth were exposed.

... idiot!Impressed!God, destroy it!
The corner of Di Luo's mouth twitched, and he slapped him on the back of the head: "Laozi asked you to make a hood, and you made silk stockings for me? You think you are making a movie!!!"

Today, when I looked back at dusk, I realized that I had already gathered the crouching dragon and phoenix chicks.

Up to now, Di Luo can't control so much anymore.

He took a silk stocking and put it on his head with great effort, and dunked a few more holes, and the part that grew out was still dangling on the top of his head.

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　Seeking to follow up and collect monthly ticket investment, big brothers!It is very important to catch up with new books.

　　
　
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