Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 327
"What about Big B?"

Zhong Wenze raised his eyelids, looked at Deng Jiayong calmly, and didn't deny it: "I'm bored, so I did him."

"so?"

"Ha ha."

Deng Jiayong snorted and licked his dry lips, staring straight at Zhong Wenze:
"As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Big B is doing things for me. Isn't it a little bad for you to kill him?"

"The dog is disobedient, so I can only take care of him instead of the owner."

Zhong Wenze spread his hands indifferently: "Why, Brother Yong is going to settle accounts for his dog now?"

"Of course it's out of the question."

Deng Jiayong turned his head sideways, and stretched out his little finger to pick at his ears: "We're going to have an in-depth cooperation soon."

"However, it's not good to hear about Big B. I, Deng Jiayong, don't lose face too?"

"Oh?"

Zhong Wenze grinned, reached into his pocket and took out a piece of A4 paper, opened it and spread it on the table, and pushed it in front of Deng Jiayong:

"I don't know if you do this, will Brother Yong feel ashamed?"

On A4 paper.

Zhong Wenze's flamboyant handwriting is presented, arranged line by line, giving people a very good appreciation at first glance.

"Oh?"

Deng Jiayong was also interested, and glanced at the scrawled font on the A4 paper:
"Zhong Sheng seems to be a man of culture. Not only is he good-looking, but he is also good at writing."

"But, is this the end of this matter?"

"Brother Yong, take a closer look at the content?"

Zhong Wenze tapped the paper with his finger.

Above.

The detailed address is clearly listed.

Count down.

There are five of them.

"Big B in Yuen Long District, what a big plate, he has so many bar fronts in his hands, I, Zhong Wenze, have no reason to eat it alone."

Zhong Wenze talked eloquently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Big B has twelve appearances in total, and I will give you five."

He leaned forward, and flicked the ashtray with his fingers holding the cigarette: "How?"

"Hahaha"

Deng Jiayong laughed loudly when he heard the words, and the smile on his face became a bit thicker, and he was in a good mood: "Although the locations of these five bars are not the best, the good facades of the most core locations are all in your hands."

"But I can get five, and you're doing it very well."

He nodded in satisfaction, and the matter of Big B will naturally not be brought up again.

What is the relationship between Big B and himself?
One person pays, one person handles affairs, and the relationship between superiors and subordinates is just a cooperative relationship. How can there be any feelings.

Zhong Wenze backhandedly gave himself the appearance of five big Bs.

That's all.

"Come on, I respect you."

Deng Jiayong picked up the wine glass, touched Zhong Wenze with a smile, squinted at Zhong Wenze, and said slowly:
"Zhong Sheng has both Zhang and Chi in his work, which really impresses me?"

This is only the second time he and Zhong Wenze have dealt with each other, but what Zhong Wenze showed to him is completely two sides.

Meeting for the first time.

Zhong Wenze was arrogant and domineering, his whole person was extremely arrogant, whether it was his aura or posture, he was extremely arrogant.

Second meeting.

Zhong Wenze is actually willing to directly give up the benefits he has already obtained. Although this move seems to be a retreat, it is actually an advance.

It also shows his mature and stable heart.

"Brother Yong is amazing."

Zhong Wenze touched his glass with him, and took a sip of the drink: "The affairs of Jianghu are the most difficult in the world."

"Give up when you should be willing, and only then can things be handled transparently. Do you think this is the truth?"

He paused, and then said: "There are three bowls of noodles that are the most unpalatable in life, human face, scene, and human face."

"Brother Yong is willing to spend huge sums of money to help my development. If I give back inappropriately, wouldn't it be a violation of the rules?"

"it is good!"

Deng Jiayong was in a happy mood, and he clapped his hands to directly reveal the matter: "Then let's talk about the specific matters of cooperation now."

Paused.

But he changed the subject again, and looked directly at Song Zihao and Mark Li: "But before we talk about cooperation, there is one more thing that needs to be clarified."

Song Zihao and Ma Keli sensed his gaze and couldn't help but look at each other: "What's the matter?"

"My initial cooperation intention is like this."

Deng Jiayong sniffed, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "I spent money on Zhong Sheng to expand and develop Shengshi Group, and he will rationalize the proceeds from those counterfeit banknotes for me."

"Brother Hao, Brother Xiao Ma, you two are in charge of the counterfeit banknote business in my entire Southeast Asia area."

He pointed at Song Zihao and Mark Li, "It's just that you two still have a little problem."

"Ha ha."

Song Zihao put his hands on his knees, leaned forward and looked at Deng Jiayong: "What does Brother Yong mean by this sentence?"

"If you want to talk about the counterfeit banknote business, it's very appropriate to entrust it to the two of you."

Deng Jiayong's gaze met Song Zihao's, and he paused, "It's just that the relationship between you and Long Si makes me a little worried."

Song Zihao's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and he didn't speak immediately: "I don't know what this has to do with Long Si."

"Long Si is your mentor."

Deng Jiayong's tone was full of playfulness: "You do things for me now, in case something happens between me and Long Si, don't you want to let me see blood for him?"

"Ha ha!"

A gleam flashed in Song Zihao's eyes, and he said, "Let me tell you the truth, although Long Si is my mentor."

"But I've already helped him with what I should have done this time, and it's enough for me to do this."

He spread his hands indifferently: "If there is anything else, I can't take care of him anymore. Do you think it makes sense, Brother Yong?"

"Really?"

Deng Jiayong puffed up the cigar in his hand, and puffed up the smoke, sparks from the cigarette butt.

"Of course it's true."

Song Zihao squinted at Deng Jiayong, and stood up from the sofa directly: "Since Brother Yong doesn't believe me, then let's go."

"You guys continue talking."

"Let's go to the street."

Ma Keli put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, holding a toothpick in his mouth, and was about to go outside.

"Brother Hao is really violent."

Deng Jiayong smiled and stretched out his hand to grab Song Zihao: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, the reason why I say this is to put the ugly words first."

"Don't really have anything to do at that time. Brother Hao is plotting against me behind the scenes, then I will be playing for nothing."

"I'll follow you."

Song Zihao snorted coldly, and sat down even though he was unhappy: "If you trust me, Song Zihao, you use it, but if you don't trust me, don't use it, it's as simple as that."

"Then I'll be Brother Hao and Long Si to clean up the relationship."

Deng Jiayong raised his eyelids, the dimples on his face deepened a bit: "Then I really want to tell you something."

talking room.

The phone beside him rang.

Deng Jiayong reached out to pick it up, and directly handed the microphone to Song Zihao who was beside him.

Song Zihao looked at him suspiciously, but he still picked up the receiver and listened. The voice on the phone was a bit noisy.

No one spoke, only the surrounding environment.

Song Zihao listened for a few seconds before returning the microphone to Deng Jiayong.

"Shh!"

Deng Jiayong raised his index finger and made a silent gesture in front of his mouth: "It's a transoceanic call, it's very expensive, don't hang up."

Just now.

handset.

"Sewage"

The sound of the ship's whistle and horn sounded.

Song Zihao's eyelids twitched suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked at Deng Jiayong.

"hey-hey."

Deng Jiayong grinned, and looked at Song Zihao with a smile: "The fun has just begun, don't hang up!"

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now.

over the phone.

A port in the United States.

The ship stopped at the port.

Xiaohui carried her luggage, followed behind Long Si, followed the flow of people and began to disembark.

"Daddy."

Xiaohui pouted, and said a little unhappy: "Why do we have to take a boat? Isn't it nice to take a plane?"

Taking a boat is not as fast as a plane, and it takes a long time to cross the ocean, so how can it be as fast as a plane.

"It's all here, so don't talk anymore."

Long Si walked ahead, without turning his head, he said: "Everything is for safety, it will be fine when we get here."

Long Si used to have an old subordinate who was in the United States, and this time he came to contact him specially and asked him to take care of it.

After all, it is always right to have someone to support you when you have just arrived in an unfamiliar place abroad.

soon.

After the two got off the boat, they walked to the parking lot.

Here.

Someone has already been here to meet them.

The two sides exchanged a few simple greetings, put the luggage in the trunk, got in the car one after the other and left.

The car slowly drove out of the parking lot and turned onto the road.

"Wait a moment."

Looking at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the window, Long Si said to the driver: "Stop, I'll go to the bathroom first."

He is old and has prostatitis, and he can't hold back the urge to urinate.

The car stopped.

After Long Si got off, he burrowed into the weeds by the side of the road and began to drain the water, while the others waited in place in the car.

After releasing the pressure.

Long Si walked back while pulling the zipper.

Just now.

The harsh roar of a car engine sounded from the rear.

The two cars rushed up quickly and stopped only two meters away from the car where Xiaohui was sitting.

Door open.

A total of six people got off the two cars, standing in a fan shape, holding all M16 standard rifles in their hands, and pointing their muzzles at the car.

The pull bolt is loaded.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

The sound of rapid and crisp rifle fire rang out.

The two horsemen in the car who came to meet him didn't react, and directly blasted blood holes in the broken glass of the car.

Xiaohui was also not spared, the screams stopped abruptly, and she fell into a pool of blood.

"Well!"

Long Si hid in the bushes and witnessed the whole process.

His eyeballs were wide open, and his eyes became bloodshot and red, watching his daughter's hand stretched out towards him and hanging down feebly.

His chest heaved up and down rapidly due to anger.

A round of shooting is complete.

The body of the car was riddled with bullet holes.

The six gunmen closed the doors and got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the two cars rushed out quickly. The whole process lasted less than 20 seconds.

If Long Si hadn't got out of the car to go to the bathroom, he would have fallen with him.

Wait until the sedan leaves.

Long Si staggered out of the grass, and stretched out his hand frantically to pull the car door open.

back seat.

Xiaohui's body was covered with wounds, and bright red blood flowed down, staining the entire back seat red.

"Xiaohui!"

Long Si's red eyes were already wet, and he dragged and dragged him out of the back seat and put him on the ground: "Xiaohui! Xiaohui!"

just.

No matter how hard he yelled, Xiaohui had no response.

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Here.

North Point Ballroom.

"Da da da"

The sound of fierce and harsh rifle fire rang through the microphone.

After a short duration of a few seconds.

The phone hung up immediately.

Song Zihao held the microphone with a dull gaze, as if there was still a gunshot going off in his mind, and he didn't let it go for a long time.

"How about it?"

The corner of Deng Jiayong's mouth was raised slightly: "This live broadcast, the effect is not bad, right? Is it exciting enough?"

Song Zihao clenched his teeth and didn't answer.

"What? Brother Hao has been in prison for too long, and he has forgotten what the gunshots sound like? You don't even know what's going on with the live broadcast of the sound?"

Deng Jiayong grinned, reached out and took off the microphone and took a picture on the phone: "This call is from a friend of mine who is far away in the United States."

"They had just returned from the port, and a car caught up with them on the road, and then followed them all the way."

"And then."

Deng Jiayong reached out and patted Song Zihao's face, and put his arm around his arm: "They pulled out guns and shot the people in that car to death."

"That's what you heard."

"Ha ha."

He grabbed the back of Song Zihao's neck vigorously: "If I remember correctly, there seems to be Long Si sitting in the car."

"And his daughter Xiaohui."

"call"

Song Zihao's eyes widened, and he looked at Deng Jiayong in disbelief, his chest heaved up and down rapidly due to anger:

"You killed fourth uncle? And Xiaohui?!"

"What can I do?"

Deng Jiayong shook his head helplessly: "Long Si must die. If his daughter is with him, then he can only die together."

talking.

He made a shooting gesture with both hands.

"Da da da!"

Under intense shooting.

Deng Jiayong raised his head and laughed, looking very proud.

Song Zihao didn't say a word, and waited for Deng Jiayong with his eyes wide open.

The toothpick in Ma Keli's mouth was broken by him, and he also stared at Deng Jiayong angrily.

"how?"

Deng Jiayong looked at Song Zihao playfully: "What?"

"Brother Hao, I see your posture, it seems that you want to avenge Long Si?!"

"Didn't you tell me just now that you have broken up with Long Si'en? It seems that you want to go back on your word."

"why!?"

Song Zihao reached out and grabbed Deng Jiayong's collar: "Your goal has been achieved, and the shipyard has already given it to you!"

"Why, why do you still want to kill him and chase him abroad to kill him!"

His tone became more and more excited, and then he lost his voice again:
"Xiaohui is just a child, she doesn't know anything, why don't you let her go!"

(End of this chapter)