Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 42 The old grudge

in the church.

"Sing your passion, stretch out your hands, let me embrace your dreams, let me have your true face"

"Let our smiles be full of youthful pride."

"Let's hope tomorrow will be better."

The children's choir sang "Tomorrow Will Be Better" with crisp and clear children's voices, and the singing voice lingered in the sky for a long time.

"Little Qi!"

Song Zihao waved to Xiao Qi who was standing behind the scenes.

Xiaoqi wiped the corners of her eyes, and walked over quickly, her voice choked up: "Brother Hao, what's wrong?"

"This is my friend. He has something to tell you."

Song Zihao stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhong Wenze: "I'll tell you alone, you go with him."

"Hello."

Zhong Wenze nodded slightly as a greeting.

The two came to the corner outside the house, and Zhong Wenze got straight to the point: "Did Brother Hao already give you the tape?"

"Yes."

Xiaoqi nodded: "Have you already thought about it?"

"Yes."

Zhong Wenze nodded: "You don't have to worry about this. What I am most worried about now is Brother Hao's younger brother, Song Zijie."

"Ajie?"

Xiaoqi raised her voice a little: "What's wrong with Ajie?"

"He didn't do anything."

Zhong Wenze organized his words and said quickly: "Brother Hao left a message of his plan to Song Zijie. You know him well. According to his character, he will definitely come to arrest Brother Hao after he knows."

"So, I hope you don't give this tape to him yet, and you give it to him after tonight. Brother Hao should have left by then."

"You know what I mean?"

Done.

Zhong Wenze didn't speak any more.

"it is good!"

Xiaoqi agreed without thinking: "Ajie has always hated Brother Hao, I think, after this incident, he should understand everything."

"Row."

Zhong Wenze nodded, and asked again: "You must remember that it is meaningless for Song Zijie not to forgive Brother Hao."

The two returned to the church again.

Song Zihao and Mark Li were leaning against the corner, silently watching the children singing in chorus.

Mark Lee looked a little absent-minded, looking over there with both eyes, muttering in his mouth: "Let's hope that tomorrow will be better."

His eyes are a little complicated.

Have longing.

Unwilling.

There is also nostalgia.

No one would have thought that the boss of the counterfeit banknote group who once dominated one party and killed countless people in his hands would have such an emotional side.

"Sing your passion, stretch out your hands, let me embrace your dreams."

"Let me have your real face."

"Let our smiles be filled with youthful pride."

"Let's hope tomorrow will be better."

Zhong Wenze stood beside Mark Lee, humming this song in a low voice, Mark Lee looked at him with a tilted head, shook his head with a smile, patted his shoulder, turned and went out.

outside the house.

The three sat side by side on the grass.

Mark Lee took out a Marlboro, sent them around, lit one himself, and wrapped the cigarette butt expressionlessly.

Song Zihao turned to look at Zhong Wenze: "What did you tell Xiaoqi?"

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Zhong Wenze took a mouthful of the cigarette, pinched the cigarette with his thumb and index finger, and squinted at the smoking butt: "I know, why would I follow you all to start over without hesitation, and bring down Tan Cheng?"

Song Zihao smiled: "You say."

Mark Li squinted his eyes and bit his cigarette butt, silently looking ahead.

"Because I don't see the strong evil spirit that HSH heads often see in you. On the contrary, you are very particular about the morals of the world."

Zhong Wenze took a deep breath, tilted his head and looked at Mark Li: "Actually, I also think it's quite ironic. Brother Xiao Ma used the money to treat Tan Cheng's illness and gave him most of it. He only kept a small part. I didn't expect that Tan Cheng How dare you treat Little Ma like this."

"hiss"

Zhong Wenze took a deep breath of the cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled opened a thin and long smoke line in front of him.

"In my impression, Brother Xiao Ma belongs to the kind of person who must take revenge, is resilient, bloody, and loyal to his friends."

"I understand the accumulative grievances you have received from Tan Cheng over the past few years. When you were watching the night scene on the top of the mountain that night, you said: I am really unwilling to lose such a beautiful thing all of a sudden. In fact, you are just borrowing money." Look at the night scene to mourn yourself."

"I personally fully agree with your character. You helped me before. This time, I want to help you too!"

"Ha ha.."

Mark Li bit his cigarette, raised his head and laughed: "Ah Ze, Ah Ze, you are really good at flattering people."

He turned around and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Good brother."

"Brother Hao, don't you want to know what I said to Xiaoqi?"

Zhong Wenze turned his head to look at Song Zihao: "Actually, what I told her is: I will let her pass the tape to Song Zijie after tonight."

"..."

Song Zihao looked at Zhong Wenze in front of him, his lips twitched for a while.

"I think, on the family level, you are indeed at fault. You are sorry for Song Zijie, but everyone has their own destiny. Everything that happened to you was doomed when you embarked on this path."

Zhong Wenze paused at this point: "You can give yourself to Song Zijie, but I think, before that, you need to deal with Tan Cheng alone."

"Why did the Taiwan Island deal fail back then? In fact, you should have already guessed in your heart that you and Brother Xiao Ma were unwilling to do business with Bai F. Uncle Yao decided to leave you alone and support Tan Cheng in the position, so he acquiesced in Tan Cheng's collusion. Xiao Wang betrayed you."

"So in that transaction, you didn't let Brother Ma go. In fact, you guessed a little bit yourself. At that time, Tan Cheng must have been very nervous."

He stretched out his hand to hold Song Zihao's shoulder, and pressed hard: "Actually, you already knew it in your heart, right? I think Song Zijie shouldn't know about this matter."

"Because this is a duel between you and Tan Cheng. Wouldn't it be better to face him after you have dealt with everything? With Song Zijie's character, there is no guarantee that he will do something!"

"Tonight's decisive battle is only you and Tan Cheng."

Done.

He didn't continue talking, and wrapped his cigarette silently.

Zhong Wenze didn't speak very bluntly, but Ma Keli had already understood. He stared at Song Zihao with wide eyes: "Brother Hao, are you running away with me?"

"I'm tired of running!"

Song Zihao sighed and shook his head: "Ah Ze is right, tonight is a personal grievance between us and him, Tan Cheng, after finishing this matter, I will stay and let A Jie catch me with his own hands. owe him."

"You don't have to persuade me about this!"

Song Zihao's tone was extremely firm.

"damn it!"

Ma Keli cursed, gritted his teeth and wrapped his cigarette butt, and did not speak.

(End of this chapter)