Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 308 The Heavenly Gods Descend to Earth and Kill All Quartets (seeking a monthly ticket)

Ever since they met Big B that day, there was no movement from them.

Zhong Wenze was not in a hurry at all.

Big B doesn't come to him, and he won't take the initiative to contact Big B.

This is also a secret confrontation between the two sides.

Whoever can't hold his breath first will be a little weaker.

His daily task is to walk back and forth between the bar and the cinema, and go to Asia TV to pick up Li Yunxin from get off work on time.

Live the days of free time ahead of schedule.

It took a long time to pick up Li Yunxin.

Zhong Wenze and her colleagues are very familiar with each other. Everyone has a good impression of this handsome and gentle man.

Even the security guard downstairs, after seeing Zhong Wenze, was willing to chat with him, which was very harmonious.

"I won't waste your time, let's talk later."

Zhong Wenze raised his hand and looked at his watch, guessing that the time was almost up, and it was time for Li Yunxin to get off work.

He reached out and handed the security guard a cigarette, and was about to go to the car and wait for Li Yunxin to get off before going home.

"Zhong Sheng walk slowly."

The security guard took the cigarette with a smile and greeted him.

Just then.

A Santana came galloping from the highway. When it came to Asia TV, the sound of a sudden brake was full, which immediately attracted the attention of many passers-by.

The car drove steadily into the parking lot and stopped.

A Santana feels like a million-dollar sports car.

After the car stopped.

A man and a woman got out of the car, and they behaved intimately.

The man is quite short.

He is about 1.6 meters tall, and looks quite wretched, with a small cockscomb hair, as fat as a pig can be.

The woman has a good figure, wearing a thin suspenders, a waistcoat over her shoulders, and a small bag in her hand.

Under the tight-fitting hip-wrapping skirt, the hips that are raised back have a strong visual sense, and they are naturally arrogant.

Her height is not bad, she must be about 1.7 meters smaller, and with the pair of five or six centimeter high heels on the soles of her feet, she looks a bit taller.

Standing with a man, the contrast between one tall and one short is very sharp.

To say the most outstanding characteristics of a woman.

That is the headlights, very proud.

The woman was sticky, and the big headlights rubbed against the man's arm. Due to the height problem, it hit the man's face directly.

The man also enjoyed it quite a bit, rubbing his head inside.

Estimated.

If it wasn't for a public place, the two of them would have to perform a live show of how to use facial cleanser.

Zhong Wenze raised his eyes and glanced at the two people in the distance, his eyes paused on the man's face, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"cut."

Seeing the two people approaching this way, the security guard couldn't help but snorted, and muttered in a low voice: "Push your mother, a cock wife, make such a big noise that others may not recognize you."

"I don't know how this kind of person came to work here."

"It's simply insulting."

"how?"

Zhong Wenze also became interested when he heard the security guard's muttering, and said with a smile: "You Asian TV, can all the cocks come to work?"

"嗐"

The security guard looked at the two people who were coming, and said in a low voice: "Zhong Sheng doesn't know something, that man is Du Wenze, and he has a lot of background."

"He's from ICAC, and he even recognized Gui Lao as his godfather. His kneeling and licking posture is really skillful."

The security guard spat at the side: "This guy who hit the street once publicly declared that he is a member of the country where the sun never sets. Bah, whatever, he has forgotten his ancestors."

Zhong Wenze grinned: "The ICAC people dare to be so public?"

"Hey, Zhong Sheng doesn't know something."

The security guard sighed, shook his head and said, "It's not like you don't know, this dog, once it has a backing, it must be relying on human power."

"He recognized the ghost above him as his godfather, and he is a member of ICAC. You know the nature of ICAC, that's all."

"Besides, there is some influence in his family, who dares to do anything to him."

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze shook his head with a smile: "You seem to know them well?"

"These days, they come here every day, who doesn't know?"

The security guard looked at Zhong Wenze, seemed to have remembered something, and pulled Zhong Wenze to the side: "I really want to tell you something."

"How to say?"

"Let me tell you, you have to tell Reporter Li to be careful."

The security guard said quickly, bluffing, "I've heard the recent rumors that Du Wenze, who rushed to the street, said hello to the head of the station. He wants to withdraw the reporter Li, and the master praises the big fort next to him."

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhong Wenze raised his eyebrows, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but take a deep look at Du Wenze who was walking over there.

"Of course!"

The security guard nodded approvingly: "Don't blame me for talking too much. In the past, Du Wenze fell in love with Reporter Li when he was on the street."

"However, reporter Li Da sneered at him and didn't even want to talk to him."

As he spoke, he observed Zhong Wenze's expression, for fear that he would be unhappy: "Once, it happened a long time ago."

"There is a party for the high-level officials in the station. This is the bureau that Du Wenze saved, and I specially called reporter Li to come over."

"No one knows what happened that night, but all I know is that Du Wenze hasn't been here for a long time since then."

"I heard people say that he seemed to be beaten that night. It was quite miserable."

Speaking of it.

The security guard couldn't help but clapped his hands and applauded: "I reckoned that he must have taken the opportunity to do something to Reporter Li, but he was beaten up by Reporter Li. That's a relief."

"Reporter Li is mighty and domineering!"

Hearing what the security guard said, Zhong Wenze held back his laughter again.

Du Wenze was indeed beaten that time.

only.

The person who beat him was not Li Yunxin, but herself.

"So no, since I can't take down Reporter Li, Du Wenze can't do anything, so I can only change this kind of crooked melon."

Seeing that Zhong Wenze was holding back his laughter, the security guard thought that he was relieved, and continued, "You have to tell Reporter Li to be careful."

"I can't be sure, with the intervention of Du Wenze, the big reporter, Li Da will really feel very uncomfortable."

He seemed to have guessed the final outcome, patted Zhong Wenze on the shoulder to show comfort, and said very tactfully:

"However, Zhong Sheng should not force it. There is no need to fight against this kind of rush. Reporter Li Da is very good, and he will shine wherever he is."

He didn't think that the handsome guy in front of him could have any ability to reverse this kind of thing that had become a foregone conclusion.

Some things can't be solved by being handsome.

"Bah."

There was another sudden brake.

A black car stopped on the side of the road.

The windows are lowered.

Song Zijie sat in the co-pilot and greeted Zhong Wenze: "Ah Ze, what a coincidence, I met you here."

Zhong Wenze nodded: "Well, come pick Yunxin up from get off work."

"really envy you."

Song Zijie showed envious eyes, opened the door and got out of the car, took out a cigarette pie and walked around, said with a smile: "I can't do it anymore, I go to work every day."

His two younger brothers also came down to smoke, and greeted Zhong Wenze with a smile.

"Go to work and get promoted."

Zhong Wenze replied with a smile: "Work hard, the inspector is just around the corner."

"Push the street!"

Song Zijie laughed and cursed: "Don't make fun of me."

The security guard didn't know Song Zijie's identity, but he saw the gun holster under his open jacket, and the .[-] inside was conspicuous.

Look again.

Song Zijie's two younger brothers also had bulging waists.

These are all the identities of Ah Sir.

He couldn't help looking at Zhong Wenze again, and thought: What is this Zhong Sheng's identity? A group of police officers are so enthusiastic when they see him?

"Let's go first."

Zhong Wenze waved to Song Zijie, watching Du Wenze and his fort coming from the parking lot, striding forward with a cigarette in their mouth.

Du Wenze was talking to the Paotaizi, rubbing his head against the headlights of the Paotaizi while walking.

Didn't notice Zhong Wenze who was already standing in front of them.

"boom."

A muffled sound.

Du Wenze ran straight into Zhong Wenze's body.

Zhong Wenze stood straight with his legs grasping the ground, motionless.

Du Wenze forced himself to step back a bit.

"Fuck!"

Before Du Wenze could react, he muttered: "Damn it, why did I get sick from milk before I did anything, my head is dizzy."

Paotaizi Jiao Didi poked him: "I hate it!"

next second.

Du Wenze seemed to have reacted again.

I am not dizzy.

It looked like someone had hit him.

"Hem home shovel!"

Without even thinking about it, Du Wenze opened his mouth and scolded: "Who the hell dares to block my way?!"

Finished speaking.

Only then did his eyes catch up.

into the eye.

It was as if a huge mountain stood before him.

Du Wenze, who is only 1.6 meters five, only saw a white shirt made of Oxford fabric.

He had to look up.

look up.

A familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face, full of oppression.

Zhong Wenze overlooked the god of all beings, looked down at him with indifferent eyes.

"you"

Du Wenze opened his mouth, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, he quickly selected memories in his mind, and finally remembered Zhong Wenze.

One night a few months ago.

He sent Li Yunxin home by himself, he had already thought about it, first come the soft ones, and if the soft ones don't work, then come the hard ones.

It was a good thing that was going to be talked about, but it was disturbed by this rush. He didn't say anything, but he was beaten severely when he came up, which left a deep impression on him.

afterwards.

He originally wanted Qiu Xiong to help him catch this kid, but Qiu Xiong's attitude has always been very slack, and there is no reason to say anything.

He came and went, he thought about it and let it go, comforting himself not to make life difficult for this kind of rush, he didn't expect to meet him again here.

"Yo."

The corner of Zhong Wenze's mouth was raised slightly: "What a coincidence, I met you here?"

Du Wenze thought of the fear of being dominated by Zhong Wenze, and somehow felt that the place where Zhong Wenze kicked him last time seemed to be aching.

It's too scary to hit people on the street without saying a word.

Just when he was thinking about how to get rid of Zhong Wenze.

Suddenly.

His eyes fell on Song Zijie who was standing beside him.

He knew Song Zijie.

same.

I don't know how many times I went to the Saigon Police Station, and Song Zijie also knew him, so I had to take the initiative to say hello when I saw him at the police station.

Good guy.

Think what comes.

Song Zijie is the team leader of the Saigon Police Station. He is here. What the hell is he afraid of Zhong Wenze?
"Fall on the street!"

Du Wenze's tone was a little higher, full of confidence: "You fucking bumped into me, hurry up and apologize!"

"Otherwise, be careful, I will let the lawyer sue you!"

This is his favorite set.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded.

Zhong Wenze shot very quickly, and his thick palm slammed on Du Wenze's face, leaving a bright red palm print.

Du Wenze only felt a black night flash before his eyes, and then his mind was "buzzing".

Straight away in a daze.

"This"

The security guard stared blankly at this scene, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

"What the fuck did I see?"

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, for fear that his eyes might be wrong.

"Zhong Sheng just greeted him with such a big mouth? Didn't even have a line of dialogue?"

"How dare he hit this street?!"

The security guard blinked his eyes quickly, and his eyes told him that he was right.

"."

Song Zijie was also speechless.

I already knew that he and Du Wenze were at odds, but who knew it had reached this point?

Greeting directly when meeting each other?

As soon as Dabaotai saw Du Wenze being beaten, his eyes rolled and immediately abandoned Du Wenze who was holding his arm, and moved a few positions aside.

Watch from the sidelines.

Don't say it yet.

The posture of this pretty boy hitting people is quite powerful.

He is handsome and tall.

Even hitting people is so charming.

tsk tsk.
Dabaotai commented in his heart.

Du Wenze didn't expect Zhong Wenze to be so rude, he was stupefied and opened his mouth subconsciously: "You"

"Snapped!"

"you"

"Snapped!"

Three big mouths went up one after another.

Du Wenze was pushed back several steps, his ears were buzzing, and his head was dizzy.

He who only knows how to rely on others, has no real ability other than throwing away his identity, and his body has already been hollowed out in the night and night singing and dancing.

In front of Zhong Wenze, a big Buddha, beating him is like beating a chicken.

After three seconds.

Du Wenze finally came to his senses, and quickly stepped back a few steps to distance himself from Zhong Wenze.

Shouted to Song Zijie in a sharp voice: "Song Zijie, what the hell are you waiting for!"

"This team leader who attacked ICAC on the street, brought your people up to pull people, let's talk about it after pulling them into the bureau!"

His hysterical voice sounded, and it broke instantly due to anger, like a drake's voice.

the end.

It seems that he is not relieved.

He said with extreme resentment and serious bite: "This street jumper is very good, I suggest you take some [-] and shoot him on the spot!"

"At that time, I will praise you face to face! Thank you for your heroic protection!"

"Some people may not be able to climb to a high position in a lifetime, but some people can ascend immediately as long as they seize a chance!"

"Brilliant Tengda!"

Du Wenze's tone of speech was incomparably fast, expressing directly and nakedly.

Correct.

It is express.

He, who must take revenge, wanted to kill Zhong Wenze in an instant.

Done.

He walked fast, like a little boar running wildly, and once again distanced himself from Zhong Wenze to prevent being accidentally injured by .[-].

In his eyes, Zhong Wenze is already dead.

With such a big meeting, this opportunity is to give Song Zijie a chance to curry favor with him.

Help me shoot Zhong Wenze, and then I will help him with a few good words in front of the higher-ups, won't he have a chance of promotion in the future?

He will refuse? !
How dare he refuse? !
Looking at the entire Saigon Police Station, who the hell dare not give him face.

Du Wenze's inner activities are very active, and he has already thought of many things in just a few seconds.

Looking at Zhong Wenze's eyes again, it was already cold.

He even had already imagined the scene where Zhong Wenze fell to the ground covered in blood and was smashed into a sieve by bullets.

At that time, I will go up again and kick this dead dog fiercely to vent my hatred.

Falling with his words.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the scene.

"That's right!"

Du Wenze hid behind the trash can, instantly satisfied with Song Zijie a lot.

Although Song Zijie and Qiu Xiong were at odds, Song Zijie was still very smart in this matter and knew how to do it.

Behind.

Maybe if he's in a good mood, it's not impossible to give him a chance to kneel and lick himself.

What an extrajudicial favor.

The ancient emperors would pardon the world when they were in a good mood, and they couldn't be too narrow-minded, so they could give Song Zijie a chance.

He has been loyal to be a dog for outsiders, and now he has developed a sense of superiority, and has plans for the future in his mind.

Two seconds later.

The car engine sounded, followed by the roar of the accelerator.

"Which Pujie is racing at this time?"

Du Wenze hid behind the trash can and didn't dare to come out, so he could only curse in a low voice: "It's better to rush to the street and kill you with stray bullets later."

Three seconds later.

The expected gunshots did not follow.

Du Wenze frowned, a little dissatisfied in his heart, this group of people is really boring, can't they draw a gun and shoot?

Another second.

Du Wenze only felt that the setting sun in front of him was blocked, and the sky seemed to darken.

"Damn it, today is really evil."

Du Wenze muttered softly: "It's a good day, why is it getting dark all of a sudden?"

talking room.

He looked up.

look up.

All I saw was a neatly ironed white Oxford shirt with no wrinkles.

He was already short, but he would be even shorter if he squatted on the ground, and he couldn't see people if he raised his head slightly.

resignedly.

He could only look up again.

look up.

The setting sun in the sky was blocked by a tall person.

due to the backlight.

Du Wenze couldn't see the person's face clearly, he only saw the outline of the person's body covered by golden light.

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