Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 18

Winding road.

The car slowly drove down the mountain.

got windy.

"call"

Mark Lee sat in the co-pilot, took a deep breath, took out the cigarette in his pocket, lit it for himself, and stuffed another one into Zhong Wenze's mouth: "Your performance was good just now, thanks to you."

What he said, of course, was that Zhong Wenze not only didn't panic at the critical moment just now, but also shot himself around and threw guns without fear, which is completely different from his appearance of a creamy niche.

Whether it is the reaction speed or the cooperation between the two, Mark Lee feels very satisfied.

"It's fine, it's fine."

Zhong Wenze stroked his bangs that were blown by the wind: "But I'm curious, how did you know Brother Broken Hand was going to shoot you?"

Yes.

Mark Lee pre-empted the attack and grabbed the fire before Bro Broken Hand shot.

"here."

Mark Lee pointed to his eyes: "I have come into contact with a lot of firearms, and he put them in the trunk full of canvas bags, but there are no edges and corners, which is very weird."

"Besides, the way he looks at me is also very impure."

This is indeed the case.

When they checked the rucksack afterwards, it was full of plastic and there was not a single gun in it.

From the very beginning, Brother Broken Hand rushed to kill them.

Zhong Wenze tilted his head and looked at Mark Li: "Then what should we do now?"

"How to do?"

Mark Li bit his cigarette butt, put his palm on the window and squinted to look outside, with a firm tone: "Find the next one and fight against Tan Cheng."

"Damn it, it's unlucky to say the least. I didn't get anything tonight, and I spent a lot of things."

There is a deadlock between him and Tan Cheng.

In the battle at Fenglin Pavilion on Taiwan Island, Mark Lee was injured and limped his right leg, so he took the initiative to give up the position to Tan Cheng. Originally, Tan Chengcheng was extremely disdainful of Mark Li and Song Zihao.

Mark Li was unwilling to accept it, and had been bearing it for many years.

After Song Zihao came out, Tan became a threat to Song Zihao to cooperate with him, and even directly attacked Mark Lee. According to Mark Lee's personality, he naturally wanted to fight him forever.

"I listen to you."

Zhong Wenze nodded and didn't speak any more. He didn't inquire about where Ma Keli lived. He followed his instructions and dropped him off on the side of the road, and drove back by himself.

Because of his status as an undercover agent, Mo Sir helped Zhong Wenze find a new residence. In order to fit his identity and personality, the residence was also arranged in an old five-story building in Taiping Village.

Hong Kong Island belongs to the location where every inch of land is very expensive. This kind of old residential house has very cramped space in the room, especially in the corridor.

The dim light stretched Zhong Wenze's figure very long. He climbed up to the fourth floor, and there was a young woman sitting on her stomach at the door, with a mid-section shawl and long hair hanging down her shoulders. A beige sweater was sandwiched between skinny jeans, outlining a perfect Body curves.

As Zhong Wenze approached, a strong smell of liquor came over his face.

"Hello, pretty girl."

Zhong Wenze withdrew his sizing gaze, reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "Did you lie in the wrong place?"

"Fuck the old lady!"

The young woman suddenly jumped up, turned around and rushed towards Zhong Wenze, pinching his neck with both hands.

"Fuck."

Zhong Wenze was so frightened that he subconsciously blocked, holding the young woman's hands and pushing her down against the door.

At this time, he saw the young woman's face clearly.

The young woman has a straight nose, and Kazilan's big eyes look a little blurred now, with divergent eyes, blushing on both sides of her oval face, and her fair skin has no blemishes.

In this age without cell phone beautification, Zhong Wenze has this feeling that this person is more beautiful and more real than the person who came out of beautification P.

"plum"

Zhong Wenze looked at this face, and his mind popped out of Hong Kong dramas, where he and Jet Li had played Fang Shiyu and the woman in the Eastern Invincible movie many times.

"You let me go, let me go!"

With both hands held down by Zhong Wenze, the young woman resisted even more fiercely, and the strong smell of alcohol mixed with a faint scent of scorching heat spread over the surface.

"Crench."

The door next door opened.

The elderly grandma appeared at the door.

under dim lighting.

Grandma's appearance has a sense of déjà vu in Uncle Nine's movies, she stares straight at Zhong Wenze and the young woman on the ground, her posture is ambiguous.

"Aze, brat, what do you want to do at night?!"

Grandma knew Zhong Wenze. Seeing him like this, she stepped out and made a gesture to hit him: "You don't learn well at a young age."

"..."

Zhong Wenze shuddered, and quickly said, "Grandma, listen to my explanation."

Grandma glanced at the young woman on the ground: "Hey, isn't this Ah Xin next door."

"Yeah yeah."

Zhong Wenze wiped the sweat off his forehead, and quickly explained: "I just came back and saw her lying in front of my house, I am innocent."

If he didn't explain it clearly, the neighbors would probably know about it tomorrow, and anyone who saw him would act as if he was hiding from a thief. He didn't like that feeling.

"Hey, I don't know what you young people think."

Grandma shook her head speechlessly: "So is Ah Xin, she has been drunk twice in the last three days, I don't know what she's doing."

talking.

She picked up the young woman's bag with ease, took out the key from it, and helped her open the door next door. It was probably not the first time she took care of her.

"Ah Ze, please send her in."

"no problem."

Zhong Wenze nodded, stretched his arms around the young woman's slender waist, lifted her up, and sent her into the room and put her on the bed while struggling and resisting.

"Shh."

As soon as she was put on the bed, the young woman suddenly opened her eyes and saw Zhong Wenze's face infinitely magnified in front of her. She was frightened and slapped him in the face with her big mouth with her backhand. The movement was extremely fast.

"I"

Zhong Wenze couldn't dodge in time, and covered his face, that was a grievance.

"What are you doing!"

The young woman opened her blurred eyes and shrank back.

"Grandma, you have to testify for me."

Zhong Wenze exhaled angrily, turned around and walked outside: "Hey, it's so kind to treat you like a donkey's liver and lungs. It's hard to be a good person these days, alas"

He is too lazy to care about her, so I will leave it to my grandma.

Go back to your room.

Zhong Wenze thought for a while, came to the bedside table, picked up the phone and made a call: "Go fishing at night?"

Mo Sir's voice sounded: "I'll fuck you up, what kind of fish are you fishing at night!"

The connector codes at both ends are matched.

Mo Sir couldn't wait to speak: "Does what happened on the mountainside at Shajiaowei have anything to do with you?"

"hold head high."

Zhong Wenze didn't hide anything.

"I'll grab you!"

Mo Sir immediately became excited: "What are you doing? There was such a big commotion in the middle of the night. Six people died at the scene, and it exploded and caught fire. Just tell me what you want to do, and how do you tell me to deal with it?"

"What are you excited about? A temporary action, and you don't have a smart phone, how do you ask me to notify you?"

Zhong Wenze frowned, and said, "Have you checked their identities? I'm giving you credit."

"Smartphone? What?"

Mo Sir didn't hesitate, and his tone sank: "What do you want to say? Credit?"

Zhong Wenze asked back: "Brother Broken Hand, he is in the arms smuggling line, and he is also a person who is on the line with the police. Isn't this a great credit?"

"."

Mo Sir was silent for a moment.

"Pig skull."

Zhong Wenze complained in his heart.

"Are there any other innocent citizens injured or injured at the scene?"

"No."

"Did anyone see it?"

"No."

"Did any guns be left for you at the scene?"

"Have."

"Then it won't work?! Both the stolen goods and the stolen goods!"

Zhong Wenze tapped his fingers on the table and organized his language simply.

"The task force led by Mo Sir has actually traced the traces of Brother Broken Hand's arms smugglers, and planned to arrest his group at Shajiaowei halfway up the mountain tonight. He was shot dead and brought to justice, and no one of our police officers was injured."

"Because the police did a good job of evacuating people in advance, and the pre-planning is also very sufficient, so this arrest did not cause any innocent citizens to be injured, and once again maintained the stability of Hong Kong Island, providing citizens with a good law and order environment. Please Everyone believes that our police will be able to protect the general public.”

Zhong Wenze said after a while, and blurted out a perfect speech full of modern tone: "Those desperadoes, if they die, they will die. Such a good contribution, you old man don't know how to deal with it?"

The other end of the phone fell silent again.

half rate.

Mo Sir spoke again, his tone much lighter, with a smile: "Ah Ze, Ah Ze, I found that you are a talent, very thoughtful."

"It all depends on the leadership and guidance."

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and smiled, then hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)