Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 5 The thugs in suits
"It has been investigated."

Dasha Cheng took a step forward and quickly made a report.

"This Zhong Wenze came out of nowhere. That night when the police went to arrest the crippled horse, he drove Song Zihao and the crippled horse away. This person is very close to Song Zihao now and has a good relationship."

"It is said that this person also has a criminal record. He followed the lame horse and the others a long time ago, and squatted inside for several years because of a crime. Judging by his posture, he is ready to continue to be Song Zihao's younger brother."

"Being a younger brother?"

Tan Cheng took a mouthful of his cigar and exhaled strong smoke. He stroked his hairspray-covered back and said, "Song Zihao doesn't cooperate with me, but he still accepts my younger brother? Why, he plans to make a comeback and steal food from me?"

"Since this is the case, then I have to make him understand a truth: if he doesn't cooperate with me, Song Zihao won't be able to stand up for the rest of his life!"

"Find a good player and arrange for me his newly recruited younger brother."

"it is good!"

Dashacheng nodded, turned around and went out.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning.

Zhong Wenze went out early, dressed neatly in front of the mirror, and brought two portions of char siu rice rolls to the United Taxi Company on the way.

He has been driving here for a week. Although he is only a taxi driver, he pays great attention to his clothes. They are all white Oxford-spun shirts and black trousers, matching his handsome face and his good looks. productive forces.

"Morning Uncle Jian, here's rice rolls, your favorite stuffing with char siu."

Zhong Wenze put the packed breakfast on Uncle Jian's table: "I know you like strong flavors, so I poured more soy sauce for you."

"You boy, you are quite conscientious."

Uncle Jian didn't hesitate to open the box and ate it. He glanced at Zhong Wenze and said, "But I'm curious, you can become an actor, why don't you drive a taxi here."

"Two days ago, several rich women who had been in your car called our company to ask about your situation."

"hey-hey."

Zhong Wenze smiled and said nothing, ignored his topic, took out the Marlboro in his pocket, and put one on Uncle Jian's desk: "Where is Brother Hao? Why didn't I see anyone else today?"

"I didn't come, and I don't know what to do."

When Uncle Jian talked about this matter, he shook his head: "Oh, I told you many times, we have to change our past, don't do anything, and we will go back to the past. What is the difference with their group of people?"

"That guy shit and pissed all over his head, why don't they fight back?"

Zhong Wenze didn't agree with Uncle Jian's statement: "Uncle Jian, you need to change your thinking, it's too pedantic, and it doesn't fit your title as the ancestor of a prisoner."

"right?"

Uncle Jian shook his head with a smile.

Before finishing a cigarette, Zhong Wenze was not in a hurry to get out of the car: "Oh, by the way, Uncle Jian, why did you go in before?"

Uncle Jian finished the last piece of rice rolls, wiped his mouth and lit a cigarette: "It's a small matter."

"what's up?"

Zhong Wenze asked.

"Hey, the past is unbearable. Since you are curious, let me tell you about it."

Uncle Jian sighed with some emotion: "It's only because I was young and frivolous, I accidentally made more grenades, and the explosion was too powerful during the test, and I was arrested."

Zhong Wenze's fingers trembled, he couldn't even hold the cigarette firmly, and burned his fingers: "What? You can make grenades?"

Uncle Jian waved his hand and said lightly, "Yes, it's too powerful, and people will be blown up immediately."

"what"

Zhong Wenze responded, looking at Uncle Jian in awe.

Can't be bothered.

Who the hell can resist throwing a bunch of them over if they don't agree with each other?

"By the way, what did you say about me just now? Is it pedantic?"

Uncle Jian remembered Zhong Wenze's evaluation just now, and was going to have a good debate with this young man: "I have to tell you, let's reform ourselves."

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, how can Uncle Jian be pedantic!"

Zhong Wenze smiled embarrassingly, gave a thumbs up sincerely, and flattered: "Uncle Jian is simply the ancestor of the prisoners, a role model for our generation, mighty and domineering, sweeping the world!"

As he spoke, he got up and walked outside.

The pace is extremely fast, and the fear is extremely great.

"Well, Uncle Jian, I'm leaving the car, I won't tell you anymore, bye, bye, don't send me off, see you later."

"Ha ha."

Uncle Jian shook his head with a smile, and looked at Zhong Wenze's back: "This kid is quite interesting."

……

Nine p.m.

Just as Zhong Wenze saw off a guest, someone reached out to stop the car at the intersection.

Zhong Wenze tilted his head to look at the young guy who just came up from the back seat. He was wearing a denim jacket and his long hair was dyed yellow. He was very energetic.

Standard young and Dangerous dress.

"Little boy, where are you going?"

"Go ahead."

The young man reached out and stroked the bangs hanging from his forehead: "Open it first."

Zhong Wenze squinted and looked at the rearview mirror: "Is there no destination?"

"Ask so many?"

Liangzi raised his eyelids: "I'll give you the money, you just need to drive." He took out a stack of banknotes, took out three and threw them in his face: "First pay the money and then talk about it." .” The money spilled all over the floor.

Not much money, but extremely insulting.

"what are you doing?!"

Zhong Wenze's face suddenly pulled down, and he glanced at the banknotes that fell on him, and his temper came up: "Throwing money at me?!"

"Hey, you yell at me!"

The young man pointed at Zhong Wenze: "Do you know where I'm from?!"

"I fucking hate people pointing at my nose!"

Zhong Wenze patted the steering wheel, turned around and looked at him: "I'll give you two choices now, either pick up the money, or get out of the car and let me get out."

Hearing this sentence, the young guy cursed: "Pu Jie, you are looking for death! Believe it or not, I will hack you to death!"

"What the hell do you want to do? Come and kill me! Come and kill me!"

Zhong Wenze yelled, stretched out his hand to pull off the seat belt and opened the car door to get out of the car: "I'll fucking kill you today!" He pulled out a sawed-off chrome-plated iron pipe for tap water from under the seat, with one end specially cut One click, very sharp.

These things were prepared by Zhong Wenze long ago.

After confirming that he was in this Hong Kong trace world where he would pull out his gun and "chug chug" if he didn't agree with him, he was terrified, so he prepared a guy who was handy for himself, and he almost had to carry the ammunition with him.

Zhong Wenze squinted at the young man, and the old man with the cigarette ash in his mouth did not drop it, like a thug in a suit: "Come on, get out of the car and single out!"

"Fuck!"

The young man looked at Zhong Wenze's high raised arms and beautiful sinews, and he was sure that the opponent's combat power was several times that of his own, so he immediately raised his hands: "Hastily, big brother, big brother, I was wrong, I rushed Street, I was just joking with you just now."

He was so depressed.

Now this taxi driver is so fierce?The person dressed like a dog, looks more refined than those little white-collar workers, and then takes out a guy to kill people if there is a disagreement?

Then just like this in the bustling downtown area, ignoring the patrols around, pulling out the guy majestically, and telling an unarmed person that he wants to be singled out?
And Wang Fa!
And the law!
Want a face?
"Pick up the money!"

Zhong Wenze looked at him expressionlessly: "You are fucking messing with me here!"

The young man timidly went over to pick up the money, and handed it to him respectfully: "I'm sorry, boss, boss! I was wrong, give me a chance to be a good man."

(End of this chapter)