The rebirth of the Hong Kong Island chaebol, starting with a short-selling Eagle Sauce

"Brother, what on earth is this kid doing?"

"Are you really here to invest in the cultural tourism industry?"

The Wakatou assistant looked at the whereabouts report sent by the severed finger with confusion in his eyes.

"This guy seems to have discovered us, and he will let patrols clear the way every time he travels, but he really doesn't seem to be here to retaliate against us.

I spent the whole day either drinking wine or inspecting projects, and had close contacts with several senior officials. "

Assistant Ruotou didn't know what Wang Lei was playing, so he could only continue to ask:

"What about that guy Gao Qilong? He's healed and doesn't want to come back for revenge?"

"This is not in line with his temperament."

"Advisor, are you worrying too much? The Black Dragon was hit hard this time and the Wang family did not send reinforcements. They are now thinking more about how to protect themselves."

Seeing the proud look on the broken finger, Assistant Wakatou shook his head repeatedly.

As the think tank of Team Leader Yamazaki, he had a vague feeling that Wang Lei and Gao Qilong were brewing some big conspiracy.

However, according to the news from the customs, they have intensified their inspections in the past few days and have not found any large-scale illegal immigration.

The stowaways who were shot were just civilians.

"Am I really worrying too much?"

At this moment, You Ruozhong (the leader of the group) burst in with a panic look on his face.

His face was full of horror.

"What's wrong? You're in a panic. Is it the Black Dragon Gang?"

"No, it's Quan Nuluo!"

Before he could finish speaking, someone else broke into the office.

"Counsellor, something big happened. Guang Shiquan died tragically in his club. Now those wild dogs are wreaking havoc on our territory, clamoring to avenge their president!"

"How is it possible? That's Guang Shiquan. How could he die in the club he opened?"

Assistant Ruotou's face was full of disbelief. They all knew how powerful Guang Shiquan was, but such a character died like this!

Anyone who hears this news will think that someone is playing a prank.

At this time, he realized the seriousness of the matter. They had just fought against the black dragon, and now they were facing the mad dog-like Quan Nuluo. Many people might be killed or injured.

"The news is absolutely true. Team Leader Yamazaki hopes that you can join him immediately to discuss countermeasures."

"Okay, I'll meet up with the leader right now."

Assistant Wakatou in the car is still puzzled.

The Yamaguchi-gumi and Quan Nuluo are incompatible with each other. There is indeed a group that is attacking this emerging force, but they will never be stupid enough to take action at this time.

Wang Lei's calm face appeared in his mind:

"Oops, we fell into the trap, and even Quan Nuluo was included in it."

He had an even worse guess:

"Something is going wrong. The president may also be in danger. I have to inform the team leader immediately."

"Consultant Miura, your reaction is a bit slow."

I saw that the man in the passenger seat lost his respectful expression and his eyes were full of murderous intent!

"You, you, are not the team leader."

"I was sent by Mr. Wang to take you to Shura Hell."

Only two bangs were heard, and the Ruotou consultant's hand holding the gun slowly dropped.

"Hmph, they say it was you who planned to kill my dad. It's easy for you to die like this."

The young man in a suit and tie fired several times at the body with anger, until all the bullets in the gun were exhausted.

"Let's go, the next one to die is that boy Takada."

"His name is no longer Takada, his name is Sugimoto Yoshida now."

"Hmph, you actually consider a thief as your father. These slaves with three surnames deserve to die!"

The president of the Yamaguchi-gumi, who had no idea of ​​the approaching danger, sat in a Rolls-Royce and hugged his mistress.

The next second, a dump truck slammed into him!

Without giving the driver time to react, the dump truck used its own momentum to roll the Rolls-Royce several times on the driveway.

The people in Mang Village who were ambushing not far away were a little confused when they saw this scene.

Li Qing took a sip of the Erguotou he bought from somewhere and wondered to himself:

"Boss, do you think we are not safe enough and have sent additional people?"

Wang Xiuquan immediately rejected it and said: "Impossible, this is not like Brother Lei's style of doing things."

"Look, the target is still alive!"

After climbing out of the car, the president of the Yamaguchi-gumi also looked frightened.

His mistress blocked most of the impact of the dump truck for him, and he was very safety-conscious and wore a seat belt, so the car rolled a few times, but he was lucky enough to survive.

At this time, he also noticed a few homeless people not far away. In order to survive, he no longer cared so much about it and took off his Rolex:

"Help me, I'll give you my watch. It can sell for at least [-] million yen!"

A few people who didn't understand Japanese thought that President Xiaoli was scolding them, but Wang Xiuquan raised his hand and shot them.

Li Qing walked over and picked up the Rolex. He knew the goods and couldn't stop exclaiming:

"What a great thing. It's a limited edition and is even more beautiful than the one I had before."

Mangcun f4 thought the old man was bragging again.

They got an antique car from nowhere, managed to light it on fire, and then stalled after a few steps.

The police who heard the sound just glanced at them and passed them by.

The investigation results of the death of the Yamaguchi-gumi's top figure were quickly released.

The driver of the dump truck was a member of Quan Nu Luo, and medical records showed that he was running out of time.

There are various signs that Quan Nuluo planned the assassination of the president in order to retaliate against the Yamaguchi-gumi!

At this time, both parties could no longer exercise restraint. Although the Sakurajima police issued a warning, both parties had no intention of stopping.

Today I will sweep one of your casinos, and tomorrow I will sweep three of your streets.

Takada, oh, shouldn't call it Sugimoto Yoshida is completely confused at this point.

I thought that by recognizing President Yamaguchi as my adoptive father, my career would reach a higher level.

Unexpectedly, within a few days of being happy, his new patron died on the way to a private meeting with his mistress.

At this time, everyone in the Yamaguchi-gumi was busy with their careers and vying for the position of president, and no one cared about his safety.

As the leader of the group directly under the president's jurisdiction, Sugimoto Yoshida had no one available at this time.

Ruotou, his subordinates, collectively ignored him.

His heart was wrapped in resentment, why he made the wisest choice, but the result was different from what he imagined.

Just as he was thinking about how to regain his rightful position, he keenly heard the door on the first floor rattle.

Sugimoto Yoshida took out the spray gun hidden under the table and walked towards the door step by step.

"Meow~"

It turned out to be his cat, which got stuck on the secret door because it was too fat.

"Let you eat less. Look, you are stuck now. You are in a dilemma."

Seeing the stuck cat, Sugimoto Yoshida thought of his own situation:

“If I hadn’t been greedy, maybe I wouldn’t be in the situation I’m in today.”

A sneer came from behind him:

"I didn't expect that you, a slave with the third surname, would have time to reflect. It's a pity that this world has no medicine for regret."

Sugimoto Yoshida's eyes widened, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat: "Yama..."

What greeted him was a continuous barrage of bullets. After emptying the magazine, the other party still felt uneasy, so he took out his pistol and fired at Sugimoto's head.

"This is what you get for betraying your adoptive father!"