He Xie and Zhang Ziwei were walking on the deserted coastal path. Zhang Ziwei walked in front angrily, and He Xie followed behind him.
Zhang Ziwei was angry.
The drama of a reunion between brothers was completely ruined by He Xie. How could he not be angry?
"Hey, don't be so stingy." He Xie shouted to Zhang Ziwei who was walking very fast in front of him, "I'm helping you, okay?"
"You still say that!" Zhang Ziwei stopped suddenly, turned around and pointed at He Xie and shouted.
"The most annoying thing is that you actually sang in the end!" Zhang Ziwei pointed at He Xie and said angrily, "Do you know how embarrassed I was at that moment?"
"Don't you think that in that kind of atmosphere, this song would make you look more tragic?" He Xie said with a smile, and walked to stand in front of Zhang Ziwei.
Zhang Ziwei stared at He Xie for a long time, then suddenly put his hands together and bowed deeply: "Boss! You are my boss! I will listen to you, okay?"
"Don't be like this," He Xie smiled and patted his shoulder, "Cherish your time as a boss. If you want to do it in the future, you won't have the chance."
"I'll give you this opportunity, okay?" Zhang Ziwei said angrily, "I'm really convinced by you. If I meet you, I'll be unlucky!"
He Xie looked at him with a smile and said, "Where are you going now, boss?"
Zhang Ziwei glared at He Xie, and suddenly he couldn't help but laugh.
"Damn, crazy!" He cursed with a smile.
Just as he was about to continue speaking, his cell phone rang.
"It's Mina." Zhang Ziwei said, then walked aside to answer the phone.
He Xie thoughtfully took out Mr. Yan's mobile phone, compiled a text message, and sent it to Chanon.
Before he left Taijing, he met with Tang Ren and Chanong alone. These two people set off almost at the same time as him and also arrived at Hong Kong Island.
But the difference is that Chanon has a sensitive identity and carries no weapons. He sailed here by himself.
Tang Ren came by plane and arrived in Hong Kong yesterday.
Chanong quickly replied to the message, which contained only two words: "Received."
He Xie sent another message to Tang Ren.
Tang Ren replied: "It's done!"
He also sent a video, and He Xie forwarded it directly to Chanon.
After doing this, Zhang Ziwei had finished making the phone call and walked over with a solemn expression.
"Mian Na called and asked me to go to Tai O," he looked at He Xie and said, "The Eight-faced Buddha specially invited several masters from Siam to perform celestial affairs for his son. I guess he will definitely show up."
"That's great," He Xie said with a smile, "I'll just take the opportunity to kill him."
"Impossible." Zhang Ziwei shook his head, "He must be surrounded by mercenaries. I found out that he has spent a lot of time in Africa over the years. He has cultivated an army of mercenaries himself. We have no chance to kill him."
"You are the boss." He Xie pointed at him with a smile, and then pointed at himself, "I am the younger brother."
"Whether I can kill him or not is something I should consider," he continued. "What you have to think about is whether to kill him or not."
Zhang Ziwei glanced at He Xie suspiciously: "Do you still have helpers?"
"I am enough to kill him." He Xie said.
"No!" Zhang Ziwei shook his head, "How can a big boss let his junior brother die?"
He paused and said: "To be honest, you are a good person. I believe you really want to help me. Regarding the Eight-faced Buddha..."
"I want to kill him too." He Xie interrupted Zhang Ziwei and said with a smile, "You are looking for death, but I haven't lived enough yet. If I miss this opportunity, I may not be able to get the Eight-faced Buddha again."
Zhang Ziwei frowned and wanted to speak, but He Xie patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's it!"
The tone is unquestionable.
Zhang Ziwei's heart tightened subconsciously, and he actually had the illusion that he was facing the principal at the police academy.
Without waiting for his reaction, He Xie changed the subject: "What you need to consider now is, what should I do with Minna?"
Menna...
Zhang Ziwei's attention was immediately drawn back, and he looked a little sad.
"What I owe her can only be repaid in my next life..." he said quietly.
"Do you love her?" He Xie asked.
Zhang Ziwei was a little confused. After thinking for a long time, his eyes became certain.
"She is my wife." He said to He Xie, "She is the only wife in my life."
He Xie nodded: "In this case, you will suffer a little when killing the Eight-faced Buddha."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Ziwei asked confused.
"It means that if you see the Eight-faced Buddha later, you don't have to worry about anything." He Xie said with a smile, "Leave everything to me. I will solve your troubles for you."
"How to solve it?" Zhang Ziwei asked.
"Why are you so long-winded?" He Xie frowned, "Don't you know it later?"
Zhang Ziwei was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Damn, I'm the boss! Why are you talking to the boss?"
He Xie's face straightened: "Boss, I don't want to be nagging you, okay?"
"..." Zhang Ziwei looked at He Xie depressedly, "What sin did I commit in my previous life that made me accept you as my younger brother, Master He?"
The pickup truck was abandoned at the dock, and it was still far away from Tai O, so He Xie quickly stole an off-road vehicle on the roadside and rushed towards Tai O.
At the same time, Su Jianqiu, who had just rushed back to the police station, received a video from an unknown number. When he clicked on it, he suddenly froze, with a look of extreme fear in his eyes.
"Boss?" A clerk came from the opposite side, "Sir Ma has been imprisoned, but...how to write a report?"
Su Jianqiu suddenly looked up at him, with a ferocious face and vicious eyes, which startled the man.
At Kwai Chung Pier, after Zhang Ziwei and He Xie left, Ma Haotian held down Su Jianqiu and punched him several times to vent his anger.
Su Jianqiu, who was finally exposed for the mistakes he had made that year, didn't know how to face Ma Haotian, so he handcuffed him directly, sent him back to the police station and locked him up.
"Where's Duan Kun?" Su Jianqiu asked in a hoarse voice.
The subordinates were a little nervous: "Sir Han is interrogating him."
"Pick the person out and take him to the underground garage." Su Jianqiu said in a deep voice.
"Boss, this is against the rules..."
Su Jianqiu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the collar of this subordinate, with bulging veins and growled: "Don't ask me for rules! I only want people, do you hear me!"
"Listen, I heard it!"
"I want to see him in five minutes." Su Jianqiu gritted his teeth.
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
In the car in the underground garage, Su Jianqiu watched the video again.
In the video, his wife and daughter were tied up, with horror written on their faces.
At this moment, Su Jianqiu's heart was as sharp as a knife.
In addition to the video, another sentence was sent: "If you want the lives of your wife and daughter, use Duan Kun to exchange for them!"
Behind, there is a very strange address.
Su Jianqiu dialed the unfamiliar number. After a few rings, the call was quickly connected.