Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 4 A thief is a thief
"Keep driving, my old driver."

Zhong Wenze shrugged indifferently, and looked at Ma Keli: "It's a quack morality to come out to mess around. When you were here, Brother Xiaoma used to take care of me and give me money to buy medicine. I have no reason not to do this. helped."

Done.

Zhong Wenze tilted his head to look at Mark Lee.

He came up with this reason casually.

He just bet that Mark Lee couldn't remember the past. Mark Lee is a very generous and popular person, so he probably doesn't remember the younger brother below.

"Brothers!"

Mark Li stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder and scratched vigorously, without saying a word.

"You should think about it again."

Song Zihao didn't continue to ask, and nodded: "I'll introduce you to drive with Uncle Jian first. As for when to do it, let's talk about it after the news of this matter has passed and Tan Cheng's defenses have relaxed."

"Thank you, Brother Hao."

Zhong Wenze nodded.

in mind.

The system beeps.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task and gaining one hundred experience points."

"System upgrade, entry-level firearms proficiency."

"Attribute strengthening point +1."

"Remarks: Strengthening points can be used to strengthen any part of the body."

The system upgrade rewards were issued automatically, and suddenly something strange seemed to pop up in my mind.

Zhong Wenze concentrated his attention.

Oh.
It turned out to be about firearms.

As for the attribute strengthening point, he chose to bless it in his hand without hesitation.

Song Zihao looked at the back of Zhong Wenze leaving, and whispered to Mark Li: "Check Aze's information and see if there is any problem."

"Ah."

Mark Lee tightened his windbreaker and squinted at the night scene in the distance.

Song Zihao's work efficiency is also very fast. He mentioned this matter to Uncle Jian that night. It happened that Uncle Jian was also short of staff, so Zhong Wenze was asked to report tomorrow.

Zhong Wenze, who has been a man for two generations, soon became successful in the United Taxi Company, and his personal reputation is also very good. He is deeply liked by everyone, and he has quickly shortened the distance between Song Zihao and Song Zihao.

this evening.

An old building in Sai Kung
Zhong Wenze returned to the small rental house.

On Hong Kong Island, there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor. The most obvious and basic point of comparison is the living environment.

For ordinary people, having a large residence is their extravagant wish.

The house was found for him by Mo SIr. The place is about ten square meters, very simple and in line with his current identity setting, but he was specially given a phone in the room.

This is for their convenience.

Zhong Wenze took off his clothes, went into the bathroom to rinse briefly, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The 1.8-meter-two Zhong Wenze is tall, with strong pectoral muscles, and his arms with obvious tendons are full of strength.

The hairstyle is three to seven points, the black hair on the forehead is naturally drooping, the eyebrows are straight, the face is deep, and there is a heroic spirit between the eyebrows, the whole person is full of energy and a little bit of arrogance.

"Hey, it's really reckless to compare a handsome man like me to being an undercover agent."

Zhong Wenze withdrew his gaze from looking at himself, and said with a smack of tongue: "With my conditions, I should cook Hong Kong-style roast duck."

It's just that I don't know if this duck is serious or not.
Zhong Wenze, who is well versed in the fact that youth does not know the fragrance of soft rice, and misplaced his youth, feels a little regretful about his current situation.

After taking a shower.

Zhong Wenze was wearing big underpants, lying lazily on the bed, pressing the radio to listen to the radio, there was no smart phone at this time, and there was nothing to pass the time. As a senior vigil champion in his previous life, the time before falling asleep seemed very boring.

Make a fuss.

Zhong Wenze lacked interest and was about to go to bed.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The landline phone beside him rang.

"Hey"

Zhong Wenze picked up the phone.

Only Mo Sir knows this number.

Mo Sir's voice sounded: "Zhong Wenze, come out to fish at night?"

Zhong Wenze replied: "I'll catch you, what kind of fish are you fishing at night!"

This is their contact code.

"I'll wait for you at the pier."

After Mo Sir finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"I lost it."

Zhong Wenze hung up the phone, and complained again: "What are you doing, I made an appointment to meet you at night, what do you think?"

Although complaining, he still took his coat and went out.

When Zhong Wenze arrived, Mo Sir had already arrived, sitting on the railing wrapped in a cigarette, and the wind blew his hairstyle a little messy.

The sea is damp and salty.

Zhong Wenze sat down beside Mo Sir.

"Come on."

Mo Sir took out a Marlboro and threw it to Zhong Wenze: "How is the situation?"

"They have already started fighting with Tan Cheng."

Zhong Wenze gave the answer: "Song Zihao and the others are going to make a move. The exact time has not yet been determined."

"very good!"

Mo Sir took a mouthful of his cigarette and instructed: "Then you pay attention to follow up and report the situation to me at any time. This time, when they start killing each other, we must catch them all in one go."

"There is also the lame horse. He was involved in a shooting case in the front office a few years ago. This time, he was also taken together."

Mo Sir didn't notice.

When he said this, Zhong Wenze couldn't help frowning.

"Don't call him lame, he has a name: Mark Lee."

"Are you defending him?"

"no!"

"What you said just now is very dangerous. You have to understand one truth: a thief is a thief, and you are different from them."

Mo Sir turned to look at Zhong Wenze: "Do you know why I never let Song Zijie investigate this case? Because he and Song Zihao are brothers, he needs to avoid suspicion."

"Okay, that's it."

Zhong Wenze didn't answer him, flicked the cigarette ash and stood up: "If there is any progress, I will contact you as soon as possible."

"be careful!"

Mo Sir patted him on the shoulder, looked at Zhong Wenze's tall back, lowered his tone a little, and repeated again: "When this case is solved, you will be able to come back. With this case, I can justify You have been brought up, and the superior will not say anything more."

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze nodded, looking deeply at the waves crashing against the embankment in the distance.

……

at the same time.

Henglian Finance (Group) Co., Ltd.

Tan Cheng sat relaxed on the boss chair, closed his eyes and meditated, the burning cigar at his fingertips was emitting green smoke.

Dasha Cheng in a suit and leather shoes stood aside.

Tan Cheng opened his eyes, glanced at the quartz clock on the wall, then looked at the quiet phone beside him, then turned to look at Dasha Cheng: "Song Zihao still hasn't contacted me, it seems that I didn't knock enough to remind him. .”

Dashacheng stared, and said viciously: "Should I arrange someone now to do his younger brother Song Zijie? It just so happens that Song Zijie is like a mad dog these days, biting us every day, courting death!"

"Brave man! If you did something to his younger brother, you'd completely pissed off Song Zihao. How could he still cooperate with us?"

Tan Cheng frowned and glanced dazedly, then changed the subject: "The recent Zhong Wenze who is very close to Song Zihao, what's his situation? When did he show up, have you investigated clearly?"

(End of this chapter)