Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 291 Introducing Mark Lee (2000 words)
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The lid of the Zippo lighter popped open, making a sound unique to the metal texture. Between the friction of the flint, the warm jumping flames printed Zhong Wenze's face in a warm yellow.

He leaned forward with a cigarette in his mouth, took a strong puff, and nodded expressionlessly: "Well, go ahead."

"Brother Ze, we are people who have experienced this, and we know the benefits of this."

The second child's complexion was flushed, and he looked a little talkative under the stimulation of alcohol. He didn't notice the change of Zhong Wenze's expression at all, and continued: "Brother Ze has an advantage in this respect."

Sitting next to him, Xiao Liu reached out from under the table and tugged at the corner of his clothes, but he didn't notice it at all.

"As long as you want, we can easily win this market in Saigon."

"I think it's the best time to make a move now."

"When I make money from this piece, I can use it to set up theaters and bars. It's very comfortable."

The ruddy second child's eyes were shining, looking at Zhong Wenze expectantly, just waiting for him to give orders.

"We don't have enough manpower."

Zhong Wenze took a heavy mouthful of the cigarette, and the lingering smoke enveloped his whole body inside, he couldn't see his expression clearly, only the cigarette butt flashed red light from time to time:

"Look, I only have you guys in my hands now, and I have to find other channels."

"Brother Ze, you can rest assured that horses are not a problem. It's hard to find anything these days. There are a lot of such horses on the street."

When the second child talked about his excitement, he also lit a cigarette for himself, and took a mouthful happily: "As for this channel, to be honest, there are channel dealers in Yuen Long who have approached me these days, hoping that I can Introduce Brother Ze to meet him."

"Yo, not bad."

Zhong Wenze grinned, staring at the teacup in front of him, holding the teacup with his right hand and playing with it: "The second child is doing well now, and now he can help me contact channels."

The second child waved his hand reservedly: "Wherever it is, it's all for Brother Ze's face."

"come here."

Zhong Wenze nodded with a smile, and stretched out his hand to tick off the second child.

The second child came to him with a smile, and looked at Zhong Wenze with a smile.

"Snapped!"

Zhong Wenze shot very quickly, and slammed his big mouth directly on the face of the second child, with full force and a clear voice, he slapped the second child directly, knocked down the water bar behind him, and fell to the ground.

Nosebleeds flowed down and dripped on the floor, splashing bright red in all directions.

"..."

Everyone was as quiet as a cicada, silently looking at the second child who fell to the ground, no one dared to go up to help him.

Zhong Wenze looked at him expressionlessly, and hooked his hands again: "You, come here!"

"..."

The second child's lips trembled, most of the alcohol dissipated immediately, and he got up from the ground trembling and walked slowly over.

"Snapped!"

The second child left a bright red and clear palm print on his face again, staggered back a few steps, and stood hunched over, not daring to move.

"Stand at attention, stand still!"

Zhong Wenze's tone sank, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at the second child: "If you are beaten, stand at attention!"

The second child shuddered and stood up reflexively.

"When did I say I'm going to continue doing this?"

Zhong Wenze glanced sideways at the second child, his eyes were sharp: "Tell me, when did I tell you that I want to do this again?!"

The second child stammered: "No!"

"I thought you were talking nonsense when you were drunk."

Zhong Wenze let out a heavy breath: "Also, don't contact people you shouldn't contact, don't accept things you shouldn't accept, and return what you take back to me!" "

Done.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Liu Zhou Kehua and others present here: "It used to be the past tense, but now you are all serious citizens of Hong Kong Island. If anyone dares to do something I shouldn't do, then get out."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

"Go down and deal with it."

Zhong Wenze shook his hand, got up and left the table.

"Go to the yard to get some air."

Sister Li Yunxin and Mei went over to take the teapot from the nanny who was about to make tea: "You go and send the medicine box to the second child to deal with it, I'll do it."

Everyone also died down and left separately.

yard.

Zhong Wenze sat under a parasol, squinting at the bustling night scene of Hong Kong Island at the foot of the mountain, the cigarette in his fingertips was burning silently, and the blue smoke spiraled upwards along his fingertips.

"Brother Ze."

Zhou Kehua came over with some embarrassment, and carefully captured Zhong Wenze's expression: "Blame me, the little brother didn't take it to the place."

"You do have a problem."

Mark Li held a burning cigarette and turned it back and forth between his fingers: "But this kind of thing is hard to say, just like Brother Hao and I, if we don't do it, Tan Cheng will do it."

"So, Andy Hua still needs to do his job properly."

"Yes."

Zhou Kehua responded, and quickly retreated: "I'll go and see the second child."

The nanny came over with a tray and put the refillable boiled water on the table: "Zhong Sheng, two people came outside. They said their surname was Mo, and another one surnamed Song said they wanted to visit you."

"them?"

Zhong Wenze was a little suspicious, and nodded after a pause: "Let them in."

Mark Li Wenyan was about to get up, but Zhong Wenze stretched out his hand and pressed it back: "It's just right, let's meet together when they come over, anyway, we will see each other sooner or later."

talking room.

Mo Sir and Song Zijie walked in under the guidance of the nanny.

"Mo Sir, Ajie."

Zhong Wenze got up and pulled the stool away, beckoned the two to sit down, and picked up the teapot to help them pour the tea: "It's just in time, the tea is ready for you."

"Ha ha."

Mo Sir smiled, and the moment he saw Mark Li, his whole expression was obviously stunned.

At Baishawan Wharf, didn't Mark Lee find out that Zhong Wenze's undercover identity was holding him hostage, and then took the opportunity to escape? Why is he now sitting with Zhong Wenze instead.

Song Zijie nodded at Mark Li as a greeting.

The various things that happened during this period made his mind somewhat calmer, and he was no longer as impatient as before, although he didn't know why Mark Lee was sitting here.

But since he can sit here, it must make sense.

"Come on, Mo Sir, Ajie, let me introduce you."

Zhong Wenze took a panoramic view of the expressions of the two, and quickly said: "Brother Xiao Ma is my good friend, the reason why I was able to help you clear up Henglian and the gang of scumbags so quickly is the credit of Brother Ma .”

"When I helped Henglian clean up the Saigon market, if it wasn't for him, I might not be able to come back."

He talked eloquently, and patted Mo Sir's shoulder with his palm: "As for the materials of the Henglian case, I think Brother Xiaoma's role in it must be reflected in the materials. He is an indispensable and important part."

Zhong Wenze's gaze has been paying attention to Mo Sir, observing and capturing the changes in his expression and any body movements, observing his feedback.

Mo Sir's attitude will determine the direction of Mark Lee's identity. It can also be seen from this incident that Mo Sir's character is also related to Zhong Wenze's attitude towards Mo Sir in the future.

If Mo Sir is the kind of person who throws it away after use, Zhong Wenze knows it well.

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