"Get in the car quickly!"

Zhong Wenze looked at the police car over there and waved to them again.

Song Zihao glanced at Zhong Wenze and then at the police car coming over. Without having time to think about it, he helped Mark Li, who was covered in blood, and opened the car door.

After they got into the car, they stepped on the accelerator and the car jumped out.

inside the car.

While driving, Zhong Wenze observed the two people through the rearview mirror.

While Song Zihao was cleaning the blood on Mark Li's face, he looked at Zhong Wenze: "Who are you? Why do you want to help us?!"

"Brother Hao, I used to be your little brother. Later, you were injured in Taiwan, and Brother Ma was hurt when he avenged you. The atmosphere in the company gradually changed, so I stopped working in it."

Zhong Wenze had already thought of his words, shook his bangs from his three-part hairstyle, and replied in a leisurely manner: "I heard you came back recently, and I have been asking about you, and I am ready to continue to do it with you.

I didn’t expect to meet him here at night.”

Song Zihao shook his head and smiled a little lonely: "I haven't been a big brother for many years, I'm just a taxi driver now."

"Then I'm also willing to follow Brother Hao. Brother Hao has nothing to say about what he does. I'm very happy following you."

Zhong Wenze waved his hand indifferently: "The most important thing is that I have a criminal record, no one wants me, and I can't find anything to do."

"What about your car?"

"I stole...I borrowed it."

"..."

Silence fell in the car.

soon.

The car was traveling at high speed, but the police car behind it was chased halfway and was lost. The car rushed directly to the top of Victoria Peak in the suburbs.

Mark Lee woke up not long after and leaned against the body of the car to smoke.

"I never imagined that the night view of Hong Kong Island would be so beautiful! I can't bear to lose such a beautiful thing all of a sudden."

Mark Li looked at the neon buildings at the foot of the mountain with blurry eyes, and his eyes fell on Song Zihao who was bandaging his wounds: "Brother Hao, let's start over again, finish the last step, and then leave Hong Kong Island beautifully."

"Xiao Ma, stop it. Don't talk about the past anymore. It's meaningless."

Song Zihao shook his head and said in a low tone: "So what if you kill Tan Cheng? It doesn't make any sense! Stop it!"

"Forget it, I don't want you to pity me!"

Mark Li became excited all of a sudden. He put his hands on the ground and stood up, walking with a limp: "I will not force my friends to do things they don't want to do. I have my own principles. I don't want to spend my whole life making people

Trample it under your feet!”

"You think I'm a beggar!"

Mark Li's lips trembled, his eyes widened, and he looked at Song Zihao blankly. There seemed to be anger in his heart that he could not vent.

Song Zihao gritted his teeth and looked at him with a suppressed tone: "I have already lost my brother, and I don't want to lose you again! Please wake up, please!"

"Brother Hao! I think you are the one who needs to wake up!"

Zhong Wenze, who had never been able to find a chance to speak, intervened at the right moment: "I completely understand how Xiao Ma is feeling right now, and I very much agree with his thoughts. I am the one who is responsible for this."

"He has been waiting for three years just for an opportunity. He wants to take a breath. He does not want to prove how great he is. He just wants to tell others that he must get back what he has lost with his own hands!"

Speaking of which.

Zhong Wenze's voice also became impassioned.

Song Zihao opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute.

Zhong Wenze's words not only expressed Mark Lee's feelings, but also aroused thousands of waves in his heart.

How has Song Zihao ever been truly willing?

"I've been waiting for three years just for an opportunity.

I want to take a breath, not to prove that I am great,

I want to tell people that I must get back what I lost with my own hands!!"

Mark Li roared and repeated, stepped up to Song Zihao, held the back of his head with his left hand, and patted him hard:

"Look at what you look like! When you are a bad person, you are scolded by others. When you are a good person, you are followed even if you take two steps. Have you ever fought for a chance?!"

"you have not!"

"You didn't!"

To the end.

Mark Li's lips trembled slightly and he almost roared. His eyes glared at Song Zihao. His shirt and trench coat stained red by blood were messy in the breeze.

There was a pause for several seconds.

He shook his head, backed away slowly, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to be like you!"

"pony!"

Song Zihao gritted his teeth and looked at Mark Li speechlessly.

The scene fell silent instantly.

The two looked at each other, silently confronting each other.

"alright!"

Zhong Wenze was the first to break the silence, standing between the two of them, tilting his head to look at Song Zihao: "Brother Hao, as the saying goes, a tree lives with a piece of skin, a person lives with a breath, fighting for a breath is really important, I think

Brother Xiaoma did the right thing."

In order to complete the task.

Zhong Wenze also had to spend a lot of words and lobbying. If he did not gain Song Zihao's trust, the task would not be completed.

"In this situation, facing Tan Cheng to fight with bayonet or fencing is the only option. If you just tolerate it, will he really let you go?"

He turned his head to show the blood stains on Mark Li's face that were still wet, and asked: "Today Tan Cheng can threaten you by attacking Xiao Ma. He smashed up Uncle Jian's taxi company. Tomorrow, tomorrow, will he attack your brother Song Zijie?"

?”

"Now that Tan Cheng sees benefits in you, he will definitely try his best to get you to cooperate with him. As long as you are unwilling, then everyone around you who is close to you will become his target!"

"Wake up, Brother Hao!"

"Your tolerance will only make him worse!"

"I.."

Song Zihao looked at Zhong Wenze in surprise, his lips moved, he wanted to say something but couldn't. Faced with Zhong Wenze's words, he could not refute.

"The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop. There's nothing you can do about it."

Zhong Wenze reached out and patted Song Zihao on the shoulder: "The only way is to face Tan Cheng head-on, toughen him, and knock him down. Only if you have the right to speak can you have the final say!"

"Whether it's for Brother Ma or your brother, you have to take action!"

Click to stop.

Zhong Wenze did not continue talking.

in this regard.

Song Zihao is the real boss, you don’t need to teach him yourself.

finally.

Song Zihao nodded, agreeing.

"Since we want to hit Tan Cheng, we have to hit him within seven inches, so that he can get down once and for all, so that he can't turn over!"

Zhong Wenze threw half of the Marlboro cigarette in his hand on the ground and crushed it hard. His ruffianism and fierceness were revealed in his words and deeds: "If we want to kill Tan Cheng, we must start from the root and make a tape of him making counterfeit banknotes."

Grab it so you can hold him! Then we use the tape to lure him out, kill him, and let him fall completely!"

"I think it's feasible! That's what I planned too!"

Mark Li held a cigarette in his mouth with squinted eyes and nodded: "Simple! Rough! Effective!"

"Can!"

Song Zihao thought for a moment and agreed. He tilted his head and looked at Zhong Wenze: "Aze, what are you doing now?"

At this time, although I was still wary of Zhong Wenze, my name for him had begun to change.

Zhong Wenze spread his hands: "I'm a homeless man. If possible, you can help me introduce him to drive for Uncle Jian."

"I can ask Uncle Jian."
Chapter completed!