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Chapter 175 It's the same if I work hard

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Zhong Wenze and Wang Bo stood by the window sill, each smoking a cigarette.

Compared with before, Wang Bo's complexion was a bit bloody. He wrapped his cigarette heavily and grinned: "Hua Zai and the others are smiling so happily outside, it seems that Brother Ze has brought them some benefits. ah."

"A little thing."

Zhong Wenze flicked the cigarette ash, but did not go further and said, "You are looking for me, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask you one thing."

Wang Bo had already organized his language, and said quickly, "I'm going to enter Kowloon. Grandma, can you take care of me? I don't want the same thing to happen again."

"I'm going to change places, start all over again, and have a good fight!"

His tone of voice was a little higher.

"Grandma is not a problem."

Zhong Wenze nodded, and turned to look at Wang Bo: "Have you really thought about it? I don't think you are suitable for this society. It is better to be honest and honest."

Speaking of it.

Zhong Wenze smiled, and his voice was a little softer: "Besides, what is my identity, aren't you afraid to meet me in the end?!"

Wang Bo touched the bridge of his nose: "Haha, so I'll change places. I'm not in Sai Kung when I go to Kowloon, so I'm sure I won't be able to meet you, unless you become a senior superintendent in the future."

"I mean, have you really thought about it?"

Zhong Wenze stared at him with burning eyes: "It's much more difficult to be alone than in Saigon. Can you really do it?"

"I think, I can!"

Wang Bo clenched his fists and his eyes were sharp: "If it doesn't work, then I will pay for my life."

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze stopped talking nonsense: "I will take good care of grandma."

"no!"

Granny's voice suddenly sounded from the door, and she walked slowly in front of Wang Bo, staring at Wang Bo with dark yellow eyes: "There is no good end to the society, don't you always ask me, what happened to your old man?" Is it?"

"He just didn't listen to me back then, and went out to mix with the society on his own way. In the end, he was hacked to death on the road. Your mother was also killed by him."

Grandma reached out and grabbed Wang Bo's arm: "Go to work honestly, don't think about these things anymore! Work hard and live a decent life."

"I don't want it! He is him and I am me. If he can't, it doesn't mean his son can't either!"

Wang Bo's tone was firmer than ever before. His tone was a little louder, and his eyes were wide open: "It's the same when I work hard, and it's the same if I don't work hard. Please tell me what is the meaning of my life?"

"I don't want to be stepped on by others anymore. No matter who sees me, they want to step on me. I have had enough of this kind of life. I want to start again, I want to start all over again! I want to live Create a new self."

He took a heavy breath, and tapped his fingers heavily on the window sill: "Steel is made by training, knives are ground, and people are made by breaking through. I will use my life to break out what I want. Even if it is death, I am not afraid!"

"As much ability as I have, I can serve as big a job. I want to serve a big bowl, even if it is death, I will hold it steady!"

"Grandma, I've already made up my mind, so don't try to persuade me anymore!"

"..."

Grandma's lips trembled. Looking at Wang Bo with a firm attitude, she put her forehead on her forehead and scolded feebly, "Grandma is already old. I don't want to have no one to die in the future."

She tilted her head and looked at Zhong Wenze: "Ah Ze, you are his best brother, please persuade him!"

"Plop.."

Wang Bo bent his knees, fell to his knees, and bowed to his grandma: "Let me go, okay?"

"Ugh"

Grandma sighed heavily, and she seemed to be a little older again: "Forget it, forget it, do whatever you want."

"sorry!"

Wang Bo kowtowed heavily, got up slowly, and grabbed Zhong Wenze's arm vigorously: "Brother Ze, thank you."

"Everyone has their own way to go. If you want to go, I won't stop you."

Zhong Wenze looked at Wang Bo, who had changed greatly from the past, and did not continue to persuade: "I just want to send you a word, since you want to fight hard, you must show the courage to fight hard."

"Others, I won't say much."

"Ok!"

Wang Bo nodded heavily, dragging his not yet fully healed right leg, walked outside step by step.

"Ugh"

Grandma sighed heavily, looked at Wang Bo's disappearing back, and sat down on the stool weakly, took the cigarette on the table with trembling fingers, lit one for herself in a strange manner, and her smoking posture seemed very old-fashioned: "Unexpectedly, I have been deliberately avoiding it, and he finally took this path."

"Everyone, maybe only the road they have traveled can know the depth."

Zhong Wenze looked at the old grandma, and said slowly: "Grandma, you should know this sentence better than me. Since he has already made up his mind, let him go."

That evening.

When he arrived at Tony's villa with Zhou Kehua and others, the barrage had already ended. While cleaning up the scene, he accidentally found a gunshot wound on Xizi's body.

The gunshot wound penetrated from top to bottom. The position where Xizi was standing, from the perspective of the bullet entering, the shooting position could only be on the second floor.

On the second floor, there were only grandma and another woman hiding on it. Presumably, grandma fired the shot.

Grandma, it's not easy.

"It can only be this way."

Grandma spit out a long thin line of smoke, kneading her brows with her fingers: "Suddenly swallowed, my head became dizzy, I am old, I am really old."

"Okay, grandma is still young."

Zhong Wenze squatted down in front of her with a smile, took down the cigarette in her hand and extinguished it: "You are dizzy because you haven't smoked for too long. Tobacco produces carbon monoxide under the condition of incomplete combustion, which in turn caused you to be slightly poisoned. Take it easy and get used to it.”

"You know so much, you will make grandma happy."

Grandma took a deep breath, shook her head and said, "Ah Ze, I don't know why, I feel that you have changed a lot now, as for what changed, I can't say."

Zhong Wenze got up and gently squeezed her shoulders, and after a while he said: "No matter how we change, you are still our grandma."

"Stinky boy!"

Grandma finally showed a little smile, and patted Zhong Wenze's palm, her dark yellow eyes suddenly became blurred, and she stopped talking.

Settle down grandma.

Zhong Wenze greeted Zhou Kehua and Xiao Liu and his party: "Come on, let me do some business."

talking.

He took out a map of Saigon District from his inner pocket, shook it and spread it out on the table.

"Look at the map?"

Xiao Liu rubbed the back of his head in a daze: "What are you doing looking at the map? Is this a serious matter?"

(End of this chapter)