Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 393 Thank you for your cooperation

"You are simply naive to the extreme!"

Zhong Wenze waved his hand, and laughed unceremoniously: "You are just as stupid as your fellows, and you counted the money for him with an innocent face after being sold!"

"In this era when the streets are full of banknotes, tell me what is a friend and what is a brother?"

He reached out and patted the middle-aged face: "Wake up, friend, you are simply too naive. Friends, brothers, can you compare with money? This is a materialistic society."

"So much money, why should eight people divide it?"

"As long as he cooperates with me to kill you one by one, wouldn't it be nice for the two of us to share the money?"

"Eight people, each can share 60 yuan, you can buy a luxury house and drive a luxury car when you go back to the mainland, and live a chic life."

Zhong Wenze began to calculate: "But if two people share it, each person can share 200. Not only do I live in a luxury house and drive a luxury car, but I can also change to a different woman every night. I am rich and luxurious. Isn't that uncomfortable?"

He pointed at Song Zijie and the others behind him: "These are policemen, why are they willing to stand with me?"

"Because I can give them money and follow me, they can earn money that police officers can't earn in their entire lives, so they follow me willingly. This is reality!"

"impossible!"

The middle-aged body trembled, and roared hysterically: "Chen Xianghu is not such a person at all. We went to the battlefield and killed the enemy together. It was a fateful friendship. He couldn't do this."

Although he is still trying his best to protect Chen Xianghu.

But his address to Chen Xianghu has changed from the original Brother Hu to the current Chen Xianghu.

him at this time.

Like a drowning person, grabbing the last life-saving straw that is about to break at any time, swaying ups and downs.

"That was before, people always change!"

Zhong Wenze ruthlessly pierced the last hope in his heart: "Just like me, I used to willingly work as an undercover agent, but what have I got now?"

"No fart!"

"In this case, why don't I get a little more money into my pocket? As long as I cover the money in my pocket, it will be mine!"

"impossible!"

"impossible"

The middle-aged man murmured, but he was not as sure as before.

"Put away your last trace of self-righteousness. As a human being, the most important thing is to see yourself clearly, and never think too much about yourself."

Zhong Wenze clicked his tongue and shook his head, and said earnestly, "You are hiding in such a hidden place, if Brother Hu hadn't betrayed you, how could I have found this place so quickly?"

Paused.

His tone was a bit lower: "You are planning to leave on the night of the 26th, right? Secretly tell you what will happen next."

"Shh!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his body trembled, his eyes widened and he stared at Zhong Wenze, his breath was short of breath.

26 number.

That's the day they left.

"I arranged the smuggling boat. After you get on the boat, the seven of you will die when the boat reaches the middle of the sea!"

Zhong Wenze took a full look at the middle-aged expression, and said proudly: "In the middle of the sea, once a person is killed and thrown into the sea, the shark will come after smelling it, gnaw it clean, and leave no trace .”

"Puff."

The middle-aged fell to his knees when he heard the sound, lying on the ground in a daze.

"okay."

As soon as Zhong Wenze made a decision, he interrupted him directly: "I said, you who know the truth will die."

"Now, you who know everything, can go on the road."

"Shh!"

The middle-aged man who was lying on the ground suddenly raised his head, looked at the muzzle of the gun and then focused on Zhong Wenze's face:

"You're a messenger, you can't kill me! If you kill me, you can't do business!"

"Humph!"

Zhong Wenze snorted softly, picked up the canvas bag on the front of the car and threw it in front of the middle-aged man:

"Look at the bag full of gold jewelry, full of intoxicating atmosphere, how tempting it is?"

He closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and sucked his nose vigorously, with a look of intoxication and obsession: "If you take you back, you will have to hand over this batch of gold!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the middle-aged man with a condescending look, and said in a fierce voice:

"However, if you die, will the gold police still find it? The only person who knows about this batch of gold is already dead, so it belongs to me, Zhong Wenze!"

now.

Zhong Wenze's handsome face was full of greed and desire, with obvious killing intent.

"no, you can not!"

The middle-aged man looked at the greedy Zhong Wenze, and subconsciously backed away: "You can't kill me, catch me back, credit, great credit!"

"Go to your mother's credit!"

Zhong Wenze raised his foot and kicked the middle-aged man to the ground, interrupting him: "What is credit? Can credit be eaten?!"

"The real money is right in front of my eyes, why the fuck don't I want it?!"

in speech.

Filled with impatience.

"..."

The middle-aged man was speechless for a moment, and then changed his words: "I'm dead but the gold is gone, so you can't do business like this."

"Ha ha."

With a sneer on the corner of Zhong Wenze's mouth, he straightened his back and stood up, reaching out and tugging at the collar of his white Oxford shirt.

Then.

The greedy expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a sense of justice and gentleness, and he shouted righteously:

"I will never die with crime! As long as I am a policeman, even if I sacrifice my life, I will definitely ensure the safety of the citizens of Hong Kong Island!"

"A thief is a thief, and it is only right and proper to send someone to catch the thief!"

Zhong Wenze at this moment.

He is a Hong Kong Island Royal Police with a strong sense of justice, completely different from his previous greedy image.

no matter who.

No one would associate Zhong Wenze at this moment with the word black police.

"friend!"

Zhong Wenze squinted at the middle-aged man, his eyes were calm, and he said with incomparable superiority and pride: "How is my character design?"

"The gold is gone. I have a hundred excuses. If a robber like you is killed on the spot, he will be killed. Who would doubt me?"

Zhong Wenze showed his ferocious fangs again, seamlessly switching between the two roles, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Who the hell dares to doubt me, Zhong Wenze, have you ever seen such a black policeman with a sense of justice?!"

Under the strong aura.

Zhong Wenze is like an angel and a demon coexisting, making it impossible for people to figure out his true inner state.

"Please, don't kill me!"

The middle-aged man's psychological defense completely collapsed at this moment, he hurriedly got up from the ground, and knelt down in front of Zhong Wenze:

"Let me tell you, tell you where Chen Xianghu and the others are!"

"Chen Xianghu can't trust you completely, let alone tell you his current hiding place, but I know it!"

After the collapse of the middle-aged psychological defense line, there was no longer any hesitation, and he kowtowed quickly and begged for mercy: "You take people over now and arrest them!"

"They're all together, if you take people there and beat them to death, then all the looted things belong to you, right?"

After learning that he was betrayed by Chen Xianghu.

Under the shadow of death.

The middle-aged man chose to betray them without hesitation.

"Yo?"

Zhong Wenze was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at the middle-aged man with some surprise: "You betrayed your accomplices, it's quite neat."

"Since he, Chen Xianghu, is unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and let out a low growl.

"very good."

Zhong Wenze nodded, and his tone eased a bit: "Then tell me."

Seeing that Zhong Wenze's tone slowed down, the middle-aged man knew that there was still a turning point, so his tone became a little faster:

"You let me go, you let your people go, and give me a car and a gun, and I'll tell you where they are."

He forced a smile out of his face: "So much money, if two people divide it, the number of hands will be less. Why don't you hold it by yourself? Do you think this is the reason?"

He knew very well that if he told Zhong Wenze about Chen Xianghu's location, he would face a death sentence, and it was impossible to tell Zhong Wenze in advance.

"Well, that's true."

Zhong Wenze nodded approvingly, and looked at the middle-aged man in agreement: "But your process is too complicated. I am most afraid of trouble, and I am most annoyed by others to negotiate with me."

He bared his teeth and showed a cruel smile: "Kill you, the gold is mine."

"Let you go, as long as you don't die, I will have the risk of revealing my identity. Cooperating with Brother Hu will be safe and risk-free."

"Humans always choose the side with the least risk to cooperate."

Done.

Zhong Wenze flicked off the .[-] runner, which contained four bullets.

Huang Chengcheng's bullets are somewhat conspicuous.

With a light wave of his fingers, the wheel spun quickly, making a crisp sound of metal rubbing against each other.

"Crack."

Zhong Wenze closed the .[-], pressed down the muzzle of the gun, aiming at the middle-aged head:

"I have four bullets in my gun. If you are lucky enough to avoid the first two shots, I might consider giving you a chance to live."

"do not want!"

The middle-aged man looked at the black muzzle of the .[-] in front of him, stepped back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

No one is afraid of death.

Even people who have been on the battlefield, in the face of absolute death, are more afraid of death.

His eyes were fixed on the .[-] in Zhong Wenze's hand.

Zhong Wenze pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Crack!"

The sound of an empty plane came.

The middle-aged body also trembled.

"Huh?"

Zhong Wenze looked suspiciously at the .[-] in his hand, then at the middle-aged man: "Your fate is so hard?"

Then.

He flexed his fingers.

"Crack!"

The sound of an empty plane sounded again.

"I rely on!"

Zhong Wenze shook the [-] in his hand when he heard the words: "This fucking can't kill you?"

"Hahaha"

The middle-aged man couldn't stop laughing.

Already sweating profusely, he seemed to be liberated at this moment, lying on the ground panting heavily, revealing the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe:
"God meant it right, let me go, Brother Ze!"

"We make a deal, a deal, I'll tell you where he is, you let me go, I promise I won't say a word."

"Look, look, you're still thinking about trading with me!"

Zhong Wenze looked at the middle-aged man with displeasure on his face, and scolded: "I said before, I hate other people's bargaining with me the most."

"You're fucking on the street, and you're still thinking about making a deal with me?!"

Paused.

Zhong Wenze's tone changed again, with a very feminine expression:

"I was just joking with you!"

He pouted, with a joking smile on his face: "Sorry, I have a bad habit:
I like to base my happiness on the pain of others. "

The middle-aged man froze when he heard the words.

The .[-] in Zhong Wenze's hand was aimed at the middle-aged man's head again, and his finger rested on the trigger again:
"Look at your current appearance, just now you have a sense of gratitude for the rest of your life, and you are very happy."

"But I want to continue to kill you now, how desperate do you have to be at this moment?"

"tsk tsk"

Zhong Wenze showed a perverted smile: "This kind of mirage feels so wonderful and tormenting. The chance to survive is right in front of you. You are about to grab it, but it turns into a bubble in an instant."

"The despair brought about by the huge contrast between front and back makes people feel exciting and happy just thinking about it!"

"Hahaha"

Zhong Wenze raised his head and laughed.

His finger on the trigger began to exert force, and he slowly pulled the trigger.

runner.

It also rotates at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The middle-aged man stared wide-eyed, watching Zhong Wenze's perverted expression, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

His heart was completely confused at this moment, and he was completely defeated by the lunatic in front of him.

"I said, what can I say!"

Driven by a strong desire to survive.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to tell him any more conditions, and tried his best to avoid Zhong Wenze's muzzle, speaking quickly:
"They're hiding in Saigon District!"

Zhong Wenze's finger on the trigger did not stop.

"Chen Xianghu and the others are hiding in Room 308 on the third floor of Huansha Garden Apartment."

Seeing that Zhong Wenze was unmoved by the middle-aged man, he didn't dare to push any further:
"They're all hiding there. It's true. Don't kill me. I've told you everything I know. Don't kill me!"

"Huansha Garden Apartment?"

Zhong Wenze finally stopped, and withdrew point [-]: "This location sounds very familiar, isn't it the location where Dadong hid at the beginning!"

"Correct!"

The cold sweat on the forehead of the middle-aged man slid down his cheeks, panting heavily and explained: "Such a big thing happened there, no one dares to live there anymore, and there are very few people on weekdays!"

"We rented that place. No matter who it is, no one would have thought that we would choose this location to hide."

"interesting."

Zhong Wenze nodded in satisfaction.

Judging from the state and eyes of the middle-aged man at this moment, what he said should be true.

Then.

Zhong Wenze raised the .[-] in his hand again, aiming the gun at the middle-aged man.

Seeing this scene, Song Zijie and others widened their eyes and looked at Zhong Wenze in disbelief.

They have already obtained the information they want, and Zhong Wenze still wants to kill him, is it possible that
Is what Zhong Wenze said just now true?
Is he really a black cop?Do you really cooperate with Chen Xianghu?
Then these people, don't they
a time.

Everyone's expressions became weird, and they looked at Song Zijie in an extremely tangled manner, exchanging glances with each other.

"Hahaha"

Looking at Zhong Wenze who raised his gun again, the middle-aged man raised his head and laughed.

This time.

He didn't beg for mercy, but just laughed loudly: "Chen Xianghu, Chen Xianghu, are you selling your brothers for money? I'll go first, but you have to come down to accompany me the fuck!"

Zhong Wenze wanted to shoot himself.

Middle age is not surprising.

The reason why he revealed the location of Chen Xianghu's hiding place was just to take a chance.

If Zhong Wenze is willing to let him go, he will let him go.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to let yourself go.

With Zhong Wenze's greedy face, since he knew where Chen Xianghu was hiding, he would definitely take him there and kill Chen Xianghu.

To die.

Let's all die together.

That's the idea of ​​middle age.

Very simple.

He then closed his eyes, calmly waiting for death.

"Crack!"

The sound of an empty plane sounded again.

The middle-aged body trembled almost subconsciously, but the gun didn't go off, and he didn't feel any pain.

Then.

He opened his eyes in disbelief, stared at Zhong Wenze, held his breath, and stared at Dian Sanba.

Zhong Wenze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile.

Then.

He kept his fingers and pulled the trigger again and again.

"Crack!"

"..."

Four consecutive empty beeps sounded.

Four shots.

All empty guns.

[-] miles, no bullets at all.

"Puff puff!"

The middle-aged man's breathing became short of breath, and his face gradually turned red.

"Ha ha!"

Zhong Wenze laughed, stretched out his left hand and slowly opened it, and four yellow bullets lay quietly in his palm:
"This in-situ interrogation was a perfect success."

"Thank you for your cooperation!"

(End of this chapter)