Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 337 Brother, I Forgot
That night.

The man sent by the funeral home owner Lao Wei to follow Cheng Xiaoxi has returned.

Old Wei grabbed his arm and asked, "You're back? Where's Miss Cheng?"

"Miss Cheng asked me to come back not long after she left. She said she has her own business to attend to."

"Then why are you coming back now?"

"I went out to do some personal business!"

The guy blushed and lowered his head: "That's why I came back now."

"Depend on!"

Old Wei was speechless for a moment, and asked: "Then did she say what she is going to do?"

"No."

Cheng Xiaoxi completely disappeared.

According to Zhong Wenze's speculation, Cheng Xiaoxi was probably taken away by George, so he followed George closely for several days.

In order to avoid his suspicion, Zhong Wenze's thousands of faces are constantly changing, and he follows George with a different image every day.

just.

There has been no progress on George's side, which made Zhong Wenze gradually lose his patience, and planned to find an opportunity to take George away directly and force him to question him face to face.

That is this time.

When I was in daily contact with Ma Keli and the others, a message came back from there: "Aze, you come back first, we are being targeted."

"what?"

Zhong Wenze's voice was a little higher: "Is someone staring at us?"

"Yes, come back and talk about it first."

Mark Lee spoke quickly: "In my judgment, it shouldn't be someone from the police."

Not the police.

So who's back to stalk them?
Either George's men, or Arsen's men.

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze responded, and after a brief thought, he changed into a white-faced man and drove to the funeral home.

soon.

Zhong Wenze drove back here.

The car circled the funeral home first, and then stopped on the road opposite the funeral home.

the front of the car.

A black car is parked here.

Zhong Wenze pushed open the car door and got out, casually took out the cigarette in his pocket, groped in it for a while, then turned around and came to the front car with his cigarette in his mouth.

He looked around, then reached out and knocked on the car window.

The dark car film couldn't see the situation inside clearly, and no one inside responded to him, but Zhong Wenze persevered.

The two white-faced men sitting in the car looked at each other for a moment, looked at Zhong Wenze who was still knocking on the car window outside, and subconsciously touched the pistol in his lower back.

"and many more."

The person in the driver's seat stared at Zhong Wenze's white skin for a long time, motioned his companion not to act rashly, and then rolled down the window:
"Dude, what are you up to?"

"Brother, borrow a fire."

Zhong Wenze pressed his thumb in the air a few times, followed his lips and moved the cigarette he was biting: "I forgot to bring the fire."

"Three grams of oil!"

the end.

Zhong Wenze did not forget to add a word of thanks.

"Take the fire and leave quickly."

The driver had no doubts about Zhong Wenze, who spoke authentic English with a beautiful accent, and took out the lighter beside him and handed it to him.

Their target was the yellow-faced man in the funeral home opposite.

"Bah."

Zhong Wenze grinned, showing his white teeth, looked at the two people in the car with a smile, and handed the lighter back:

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

The driver reached out to pick up the lighter, and at the same time urged: "Hurry up."

next second.

Zhong Wenze's right hand that went in to return the lighter suddenly strangled the driver's throat, and his left hand that was hanging outside the car followed.

The desert eagle's silver muzzle emitted a cold light, aiming at the co-pilot, the smile on his face remained unchanged: "If you don't want to die, don't move."

"Throw your guns in the backseat!"

With Zhong Wenze's current skill, he easily suppressed the two of them.

After the two made sure that they had no room to resist, they were also very sensible, and obediently threw out the guns on their bodies.

Zhong Wenze opened the door and sat in the back seat.

During the process of questioning, Zhong Wenze discovered a problem: in this country of white-faced people, these horse boys have always been very cooperative with inquiries.

They would answer whatever they asked, they wouldn't talk back at all, and they didn't have any morals.

From the inquiry, Zhong Wenze also got the answer he wanted:
They are George's people.

Just this morning, they suddenly received a notice to go online, asking them to come over and stare at Mark Lee and his party in the funeral home.

And their target turned out to be Cheng Xiaoxi, once they found Cheng Xiaoxi went back to the funeral parlor to find Mark Lee and his party, they would shoot him dead.

In other words.

They don't know where Cheng Xiaoxi is now.

"That's weird!"

Zhong Wenze frowned.

Originally they thought that Cheng Xiaoxi was taken away by George, but considering the current situation, Cheng Xiaoxi should not be in their hands.

Didn't George want to take Cheng Xiaoxi forcibly?
Why did you suddenly change the order and shoot Cheng Xiaoxi as soon as you see him? !The huge changes before and after this are also too big.

Think about it.

Zhong Wenze also only guessed one possible outcome: Cheng Xiaoxi might have done something that made George extremely unhappy.

What unpleasant thing to think about that would make everyone want to kill each other at all costs?

After dealing with these two people, Zhong Wenze stepped into the funeral parlor, and Ma Keli, Ah Jian and others walked up immediately.

"Idea solved."

Zhong Wenze spoke quickly: "Their target is also Xiaoxi, I don't think they seem to be lying."

"Miss Cheng isn't with them?"

Ah Jian's brows suddenly twisted into the word "Chuan": "Where did Miss Cheng go? Has she returned to Hong Kong Island?"

"Will not."

Zhong Wenze definitely shook his head: "Xiaoxi is not this kind of person, she can't just leave like this."

"Ah."

Mark Li responded affirmatively. He was familiar with Cheng Xiaoxi and knew her character: "Then what should we do now? Where can we find her?"

Just now.

"Miss Cheng is calling!"

Old Wei, the owner of the funeral home, walked out quickly: "But she only said a few words in a hurry and left."

"Shh!"

Zhong Wenze frowned: "What did she say?"

"She said she is in Getai Square now."

Old Wei quickly added: "Let's go find her quickly, someone wants to kill her!"

"go!"

Zhong Wenze turned to face the outside and was about to go out, and at the same time ordered: "Ah Jian, come and drive, you know the location."

"I'll go with you!"

Old Wei followed them and was about to go out together: "I can help you too."

"never mind."

Zhong Wenze shook his head: "Thank you, this matter has nothing to do with you, we don't want to implicate you."

"Where is this?"

Old Wei shook his head resolutely: "Everyone is from Hong Kong Island, and Xiaoxi has treated my old bean before."

"Without her, my old man might have died long ago."

His surname is Wei, and Cheng Xiaoxi calls him Uncle Wei.

When Cheng Xiaoxi was still studying in the United States, he was an intern at George Hospital, and met them by chance in the hospital.

Old Wei's father's illness, the hospital can't take care of it, it was Cheng Xiaoxi who prescribed a Chinese medicine prescription to treat them.

Although it can't be cured, it can be regarded as a success if it really made his old man's condition worse.

It is precisely because of the relationship that she once treated Lao Wei's old bean, the two sides have always been very close.

So this time, Lao Wei is also willing to help them unconditionally.

"okay."

Zhong Wenze still waved his hand and refused: "We will leave here after we finish this matter, you are different, you still have to live here."

"You don't want to join in. We may come to you again at that time, and we will borrow your place to settle down."

"alright."

Old Wei nodded when he heard the words, and sent them out: "Then I will wait for your good news."

Zhong Wenze responded, and strode outside.

behind.

Old Wei's voice sounded:
"Remember to bring Miss Cheng back!"

"Row."

Zhong Wenze responded without turning his head, and the group of people got on the car and stepped on the gas pedal, heading towards Getai Square.

"This old Wei is quite loyal."

Long Si put a bulletproof vest on himself and clipped it: "He's a pretty good guy."

"Ah."

Zhong Wenze responded, lowered his head to check the firearm in his hand, and made arrangements: "Be careful for a while, I will go ahead with Xiao Ma, and Fourth Uncle and Ah Jian will go behind."

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The door of the funeral home.

Old Wei looked at the taillights of the car that disappeared at the end of the road, and turned back to the room.

He first took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, then sat on the stool in a daze, smoke rising from the cigarette at his fingertips.

It will take a while.

He reached out to pick up the phone beside him, and quickly dialed a series of numbers with his fingers.

The call is connected.

a while.

He put the microphone back on the seat, stared straight ahead, and didn't know what he was thinking.

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Hong Kong Island.

Deng Jiayong Villa.

Recently.

Deng Jiayong has been in a very bad mood ever since the arrangement for Asen to kill Long Si went wrong.

He arranged to stare at Zhong Wenze's smoke wire and send back a message: Zhong Wenze hadn't seen anyone for several days.

Hearing this news, Deng Jiayong always felt that something would happen.

As expected, Zhong Wenze should have gone to the United States.

as predicted.

Just two days ago.

The United States sent back news: Asen was dead and shot.

Don't mention how irritable Deng Jiayong was.

Asen, who had spent so much effort on his arrangement, turned out to be such a waste. What was originally a surefire thing, was just a chicken and an egg.

living room.

Deng Jiayong sat lazily on the sofa, listening to his subordinates' reports.

"Zhong Wenze's core troops are still in the villa, and Zhong Wenze only left Hong Kong Island with Mark Lee."

It has been several days since Zhong Wenze left Hong Kong Island, Deng Jiayong only inquired about Zhong Wenze's personnel arrangement.

The subordinate looked up at Deng Jiayong: "Should we take advantage of Zhong Wenze's absence and let's go to his place to make trouble?"

"Go back."

Deng Jiayong waved his hand irritably, signaling him to go down.

Zhong Wenze is not on Hong Kong Island.

But the business in his hand has been taken care of very well by someone.

A Li Zeen.

A Luo Tianqi.

Whether it is the bar or cinema of Shengshi Group, or the business of Baishawan Wharf, they are all well managed by these two people.

Send people to do things.

Unrealistic.

With his current status, he can be regarded as a serious businessman, and if he doesn't do it well, he will make a show of himself.

Take a step back.

Li Zeen has a special status. He is the son of Li Chenggong of the Li Group in Hong Kong Island. If he is played with, it is easy to offend the Li Group.

If Li's group makes a move on his business on the bright side, he may not be able to resist for a few rounds.

Without the obvious business to cover up their identity, it is easy to leak the counterfeit money business by relying on those leather bag companies as a cover.

Deng Jiayong took a sip of his cigar, tilted his head and looked towards the corner: "Aqiang, what do you think?"

in the corner.

A Qiang, Deng Jiayong's number one shooter.

After being injured by Zhong Wenze at the North Point dance hall last time, the injury on his hand has not recovered yet.

Ah Qiang was wearing a black suit and white shirt, his hands in white gloves folded on his knees, and he sat motionless on the stool.

Hear Deng Jiayong's words.

He turned his head to look at Deng Jiayong, and then turned his head away without saying a word, like a transparent person.

"Ok."

Deng Jiayong pinched his brows a little irritably: "Pujie Zhong Wenze is really a hard nut to crack."

Just now.

The phone in the corner of the desk rang.

Deng Jiayong glanced at the phone, then at Aqiang: "Go out for a while, I'll answer the phone."

Ah Qiang didn't speak, got up and left.

Close the door.

Only Deng Jiayong was left in the hall.

He just picked up the phone and spoke fluent English.

"Say."

"Brother Yong!"

On the other end of the phone, George's voice sounded: "It's a big deal, our business has been exposed and people have seen it."

"what?!"

Deng Jiayong's voice rose instantly, he slapped the stool guardrail, and stood up abruptly: "Exposed?!"

"Yes"

George timidly responded: "My confidant was followed by a woman, and she followed and saw what was inside!"

"You fucking!"

Deng Jiayong yelled: "Trash, how can this kind of thing be known to others?!"

"How could an outsider see such a heavily guarded place?"

"A woman, did she get in so easily?"

"Grass your mother!"

in the room.

Deng Jiayong's growling voice almost pierced through the roof, and his whole face flushed red under anger.

over the phone.

George didn't even dare to fart, and held the microphone tremblingly, not even daring to breathe.

"You bastard!"

Deng Jiayong was full of anger, his chest heaved up and down with his rapid breathing: "Do you know that once this matter is leaked out, you will fucking die!"

"Because of you trash, the background I have accumulated over the years will turn into bubbles in an instant!"

"do you know!"

He slapped the table heavily with his palm: "I have spent a lot of effort in the United States to open up the market just because you are not doing well, and it will disappear again!"

Although across the phone.

Deng Jiayong's anger seemed to reach George's eyebrows.

"Brother Yong calm down!"

George wiped the sweat off his forehead and said tremblingly, "I've already found out where this woman is."

"Don't worry, she is a person who must die. I will make her shut up forever. She won't have the opportunity to talk about it."

"It's better!"

Deng Jiayong roared: "Now, immediately, go and deal with her, at all costs, as long as you see someone, you will kill her!"

"Yes Yes Yes"

"Snapped!"

Before the words were finished, it was cut off right away.

(End of this chapter)