Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 363 Let's see who dares to catch me
"Shh!"

Hearing this voice, Deng Jiayong suddenly turned his head and stared at the door.

Doorway.

Zhong Wenze reached out to push the Flying Tigers away, walked in from behind the crowd with big strides, pulled aside the stool beside him, and sat down with great determination.

He casually touched the barreled Nanyang Double Happiness on the table, lit a cigarette with a match, and smoked it, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"Brother Yong, I don't know what you want from me?"

inside the house.

The monkeys who never set for a whole day looked at Zhong Wenze one after another. They had a premonition that Deng Jiayong was related to this person.

Whether this matter can be resolved depends on him.

"!"

Deng Jiayong looked at Zhong Wenze who was in such a posture, and then looked at the group of Flying Tigers, Mo Sir, Song Zijie and others blocking the door, but did not speak.

He was quickly analyzing the situation in front of him in his mind.

Zhong Wenze and Mo Sir appeared together, so the current situation is probably caused by Zhong Wenze.

"Where are Aqiang and the others?"

Deng Jiayong was the first to speak and asked Aqiang about their whereabouts.

"Ah Qiang? That gunman with white gloves?"

Zhong Wenze flicked the ash between his cigarettes: "They illegally held Uncle Chen, restricted his freedom of movement, and illegally possessed arms. They have already been arrested by the police."

"These are well-documented things."

He couldn't help but pause, and then changed the subject: "Why, Brother Yong wants to release these criminals on bail?"

"Or, are you with these criminals? They were instructed by you to do these things?"

"you"

Deng Jiayong was confused by Zhong Wenze's words.

Naturally, he would not admit to such a scene, such a big hat.

He gritted his teeth and denied: "I don't know this Aqiang, I don't know and don't know, it has nothing to do with me, I'm just a legal businessman."

At this time, Deng Jiayong's bad premonition became more and more intense.

The appearance of Zhong Wenze seemed to be aimed at him.

"It doesn't matter what you ask."

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and smiled, his white teeth were very conspicuous: "Is there anything else you want to ask me?"

"If not, then I'll leave."

Done.

He patted his trousers and stood up straight away, turned around and walked outside.

"Zhong Wenze!"

Looking at Zhong Wenze's tall back, Deng Jiayong gritted his teeth and shouted, "Are you sure you're going to leave like this?"

"How to say?"

Zhong Wenze stopped, turned his head to look at Deng Jiayong: "Brother Yong, is there anything else?"

"Tonight, Sir Mo came to my place with someone, it's very strange!"

Deng Jiayong's tone sank, and he looked at Zhong Wenze thoughtfully: "I'm just a small businessman, and I'm meeting here with my friends."

"Mo Sir came here with the Flying Tigers, is there some misunderstanding? You go, Mo Sir and the others have to go too?"

"Misunderstand?"

Zhong Wenze paused for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Sir: "Mo Sir, is there a misunderstanding?"

"Of course it's not a misunderstanding."

Mo Sir said in a calm voice: "We received a report that Deng Jiayong was involved in an international counterfeit banknote case. Given the solid evidence, how could it be a misunderstanding."

"Did you hear me!"

Zhong Wenze looked at Deng Jiayong: "Someone made a report with his real name. If you go to the street, you will know if you go to the police station by mistake."

Done.

He is leaving again.

Seeing that Zhong Wenze was about to leave, the group of monkeys behind Deng Jiayong became agitated immediately:
"Deng Jiayong, is this your relationship?"

"Today's matter, we will not let you go!"

Everyone opened their mouths and cursed.

"Grass!"

Deng Jiayong gritted his teeth and cursed, and shouted at Zhong Wenze again: "Zhong Wenze! Stop!"

"how?"

Zhong Wenze turned his head suspiciously, and frowned at Deng Jiayong: "Brother Yong, do you have anything else to say?"

"You don't care about this?"

With a sullen face, Deng Jiayong gritted his teeth and said, "Are you sure you don't care? Just leave like this? Are you afraid that something will happen to me?"

"What happened to you?"

Zhong Wenze was surprised at first, and then nodded his head as a matter of course: "If something happens to you, it will happen to you, why should I be afraid?"

Paused.

He bared his teeth and smiled, showing his white teeth: "I forgot to tell you, I reported you with my real name, the international counterfeit banknote group you run."

As soon as this word comes out.

Deng Jiayong was immediately dumbfounded, he didn't react for a while, and stood there sluggishly, unable to turn his brain circuit around.

And the people in the hall, after hearing Zhong Wenze's words, were even more blown away.

"what?!"

"Deng Jiayong he reported?"

"Isn't this person related to Deng Jiayong?"

A group of people cursed loudly, targeting Deng Jiayong even more: "You fucking dig mines for us!"

"Such a big inner ghost is actually regarded as your biggest helper?"

"Call your mother!"

Deng Jiayong broke out completely, and shouted at the noisy group of people: "Quiet the fuck!"

He roared with red eyes, then turned his head to look at Zhong Wenze, clenched his teeth, and the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks were obvious:
"Zhong Wenze, how dare you fuck me?"

"Do you dare to touch me?"

The bloodshot eyes of the boss were locked on Zhong Wenze, motionless.

No matter what Deng Jiayong thought, he couldn't believe that it was Zhong Wenze who picked him up.

Zhong Wenze held so many handles in his hands.

How dare he report himself?

How dare he!

"Click you? I dare not."

Zhong Wenze was not afraid at all, and met Deng Jiayong's cold eyes: "I'm not pointing at you, I'm reporting you."

"However, as a qualified citizen of Hong Kong Island, it is most normal for me to report illegal and criminal activities."

Paused.

He straightened his shirt collar and cleared his throat: "As for me, I have always been at odds with crime. If you commit a crime, I will naturally report you!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

When Deng Jiayong heard this, he raised his head and laughed.

In the large hall.

Echoed his wanton laughter.

a while.

Deng Jiayong silenced his voice in vain, staring at Zhong Wenze with squinted eyes: "Are you a fucking mad dog?"

"Are you fucking insane? If you report me, what benefits will you get? You don't know what's going on between us?"

and then.

He turned his head to look at Mo Sir, gritted his teeth and said, "And you, Mo Changkong, what's going on between us that you don't know?"

"You bring the Flying Tigers to pull me now, aren't you afraid of what I might say?"

"I used a video camera to shoot the whole process every time, and every stroke was recorded. You pulled me, and I fell down. Do you think you will be okay?"

Done.

Deng Jiayong stretched out his hand and opened the stool, took out a cigar and lit it, took a deep breath, and then looked at them, full of satisfaction.

His voice is loud and powerful:
"Tonight, let me see who the hell dares to arrest me, Deng Jiayong!"

(End of this chapter)