Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 15 Is the money ready?
"Brother Hao's plan is perfect."

Zhong Wenze nodded in shock. Song Zihao's plan was indeed perfect. It could not only solve Tan Cheng's trouble, but also use Tan Cheng's matter to give his younger brother a big gift and help pave the way for him in the future.

If this matter is done, the influence of the fact that Song Zijie's family belongs to the H society can completely offset each other.

As for whether he can be promoted smoothly and how far he can go, it depends on Song Zijie's own personal ability.

"By the way, Ze, that person we met in the bureau today?"

Song Zihao changed the subject, and his eyes fell on Zhong Wenze: "I think you have a pretty good relationship with this person, and you care about him very much."

"what?"

Zhong Wenze froze for a moment, paused his cigarette-lighting hand in the air, and said with a smile: "He, his name is Bozai, a very good friend of mine, we grew up together, and our relationship is just like that between you and Brother Xiao Ma, He got into the game without knowing why, so I naturally wanted to help him when I saw it."

"Come out to hang out, the most important thing is the morality of the rivers and lakes. My friend, I will definitely help him. Speaking of which, he is still your fan and admires you very much."

the end.

Zhong Wenze added another sentence.

"Haha, worship what we do."

Song Zihao nodded, reached into his pocket and took out his wallet, and pulled out a stack of banknotes inside: "You take this money, it's for you."

This stack of banknotes looks quite thick, and it is estimated that there will be less than 5000 yuan.

"so much?"

Zhong Wenze smiled and waved his hands: "Why did Brother Hao give me the money, I can't take it."

"You can take it here."

Song Zihao stretched out his hand to grab Zhong Wenze's palm, and handed him the money: "If I'm not wrong, your friend's condition is not very good. When we released him on bail, I listened to it. "

"Perhaps the police did not make a mistake in arresting him. Your little brother should have just entered the industry and followed him as a pawn. I don't know if you can see it."

Song Zihao looked at Zhong Wenze sincerely: "You find an opportunity to persuade him, there is no way out for being a thief, and the H society is hard to get rid of after getting involved. As his friend, you can't let him He goes your way, you can't watch him go the wrong way."

"This"

Zhong Wenze was taken aback again.

Song Zihao's action was completely beyond his expectations. Apart from lamenting Song Zihao's vicious eyes, he could also hear from his words how much he rejected his current situation.

He really doesn't want to be a boss anymore.

"Just take it for you."

Ma Keli took a bite of his cigarette and smiled: "Brother Hao is like this, don't look at him as a big man, if a woman gets up, he is more emotional than anyone else."

"Go! Go! Go."

Song Zihao waved his hands angrily, with a look of disgust.

"Brother Xie Hao."

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and smiled, but he was not polite anymore, and then he accepted the money, with a gleam in his eyes: "It just so happens that my wallet is empty."

"Hahaha"

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Ten p.m.

Shajiaowei.

A black car drove on the winding mountain road and went straight to the middle of the mountain.

Zhong Wenze sat in the driver's seat, steadily controlling the steering wheel.

Mark Lee was sitting in the passenger seat, with a cigarette in his mouth, his hands resting on the car door, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the edge of the car window.

A breeze blew, blowing the ends of their hair.

"Your driving skills are quite good, and you drive very steadily."

Mark Li tilted his head to look at Zhong Wenze, and laughed: "The transaction is about to start, you don't look panicked at all, and you don't shake the accelerator."

"Why panic?"

Zhong Wenze reached out and stroked the broken hair on his forehead: "With brother Ma here, I'm not panicked at all."

"Okay, pay attention when the time comes, and be smart at the critical moment."

Mark Lee nodded expressionlessly, and his whole expression became serious, as if he was a different person: "You always pay attention to my movements, and be ready to cooperate with me."

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze straightened his body.

Mark Lee sat in the co-pilot, took a canvas bag sideways from the back seat, and unzipped it. The dark gun body inside was emitting a metallic luster under the dim light.

He took out his beloved Beretta, checked it carefully with skillful movements, and stuffed it into his lower back after making sure that there was no problem.

5 minute later.

The two reached their destination.

There were already two cars waiting here, and when they saw them coming, they turned on the low beams.

Mark Lee opened the door and got out of the car. His right leg on the steel frame went up and down while walking, making a faint sound of metal collisions. The windbreaker followed his steps and opened slightly.

Zhong Wenze followed behind him, carrying a suitcase.

People started getting off from the car over there.

"Hahaha, Bro Broken Hand, long time no see."

Mark Li walked up to the man standing at the front, opened his hands enthusiastically, hugged him, and grinned, "Long time no see, you are still so chic."

"Hey, that can't compare to Brother Ma."

Brother Broken Hand waved his hand, and laughed boldly: "Brother Xiao Ma swept Xiao Wang's group of 12 people in the Fenglin Pavilion restaurant by himself, and no one can stop him."

"It's over, it's over."

Ma Keli looked as if he didn't dare to take it seriously, and the two chatted.

When they were boasting each other in business, Zhong Wenze stood beside Mark Li, holding a suitcase with his hands in front of his body, and quickly took a look at the situation on the other side.

There were five of them in total, and with Brother Broken Hand, there were six people in total. In the end, his eyes fell on Brother Broken Hand, a lean middle-aged man.

Although he is called Brother Broken Hand, his hands are sound.

It is said that the reason why he got this title is that in a gang fight in the early years, he alone under the pressure of more than a dozen people, chopped off the hand of the opponent's big brother, and he was so violent that the title of Broken Hand Brother I came out, and then slowly got in touch with the arms business.

Don't know why.

Zhong Wenze looked at the two people who praised each other in business, and always felt that Brother Broken Hand was smiling on the surface, but there was a not-so-pure smile in his eyes, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Mark Lee returned to the topic and went straight to the topic: "Okay, what do I want?"

"Come, come, here it is."

Brother Broken Hand smiled and pointed to the trunk at the rear of the car: "It's all in there. The ones that came according to your request are all brand new."

"OK."

Mark Lee nodded, and then walked to the trunk. Zhong Wenze followed behind him carrying the suitcase.

The trunk opens.

A stuffed canvas bag appeared before his eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Bro Broken Hand suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Mark Li who was about to zip the zipper: "Brother Ma, I brought the things. Are you ready for your money?"

(End of this chapter)