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Chapter 451 Do you know how I have lived these five years?

The old place Zhang Ziwei mentioned was on the roof of a dilapidated residential building.

He Xie has been here for half an hour.

Before coming, he "visited" a police equipment warehouse in the Security Bureau of Hong Kong Island and took out some pinhole camera equipment and some firearms.

Although they are in different time and space, many parts of these worlds still overlap. With Yang Jinrong's experience, He Xie is very familiar with the Hong Kong Island police.

It doesn't matter how the security department had a headache afterwards to explain that the missing equipment and firearms were here.

Be careful with your ship. Although He Xie is confident in his own skills, he is still flesh and blood after all. Now that the plot has been changed by him, who knows how the police will react?

So after looking at the terrain, he installed cameras at the commanding heights of several surrounding buildings to prevent the police from deploying snipers there.

At the same time, he also installed cameras in the building's corridors, elevators, parking lot entrances and other places to keep abreast of the situation during evacuation.

He also took two submachine guns, ten pistols and twenty grenades.

Although he didn't think he could use it, and he didn't want to conflict with the police, let alone kill anyone, it was always right to prepare some weapons.

Speaking of which, He Xie felt that his heart was broken because of his subordinate Zhang Ziwei.

In He Xie's plan, the Golden Triangle will definitely be his core area in the future, and Zhang Ziwei is the son-in-law of the Eight-faced Buddha. In addition, he is very familiar with the situation in the Golden Triangle. What's even more rare is that he is not a profit-minded person, so he really

He Xie is the perfect candidate to control the Golden Triangle.

He Xie stood on the rooftop, looking at the prosperity of the entire Hong Kong Island.

He was holding a tablet in his hand, with twenty-four split screens showing different surveillance images.

At one of the rooftop entrances, you can see Zhang Ziwei walking over.

He Xie didn't look back until Zhang Ziwei walked up to him.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Ziwei asked.

"The human world." He Xie said.

"As expected of an immortal brother, he speaks so philosophically." Zhang Ziwei smiled and pointed at the tablet in He Xie's hand, "What is this?"

He Xie turned around, showed the screen to him, and said with a smile: "See for yourself."

Zhang Ziwei was amazed: "Wow, so professional? Where did you get it? But it seems, there is no need for it, right?"

"I also hope that I can help you realize your wish. You can officially become my younger brother as soon as possible." He Xie said with a smile, "But you should be careful and take some basic precautions."

Zhang Ziwei was silent for a moment, looked at He Xie, and said seriously: "Thank you!"

He Xie smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Actually, to be honest, I don't hate them." Zhang Ziwei said with a smile, "But I want an attitude. They have harmed me, so I can't do nothing."

"What if they really don't do anything?" He Xie asked.

Zhang Ziwei thought for a while and said with a smile: "Forget it then, what else can I do? Anyway, from now on, I will have food and clothing with you, a wife and children, and life has to go on."

"What if they want to kill you?" He Xie asked again.

The smile on Zhang Ziwei's face slowly faded.

"They have already killed me once," he said slowly, "You can't be killed twice."

He Xie smiled and nodded: "That's good. Just now I thought my new little brother was a good person from the ninth generation."

"Me? A good person?" Zhang Ziwei pointed at himself exaggeratedly, "Forget it, Brother Immortal! Have you ever seen a good person who goes around killing people with an AK? Haha!"

Not very funny…

"Someone is coming!" He Xie glanced at the monitoring screen and said suddenly.

I saw the surveillance screen of the elevator entrance of this building. Ma Haotian was pressing the elevator button anxiously. It seemed that he couldn't wait. He suddenly pushed open the door of the stairwell behind him and ran up in large strides.

"How come he came first?" Zhang Ziwei frowned slightly.

He Xie also felt that something was wrong. According to his and Zhang Ziwei's previous plan, Su Jianqiu should have arrived first.

"You'll know it when you see it, right?" He Xie said slowly.

On the eleventh floor, Ma Haotian climbed up in two minutes and appeared on the rooftop.

He was panting, and when he saw Zhang Ziwei and He Xie here, he opened the door to catch his breath, and immediately strode over to this side.

"A man who is almost forty is still as strong as an ox!" Zhang Ziwei said with a smile to He Xie.

"Awei!" Ma Haotian pointed at Zhang Ziwei and shouted loudly before he arrived, "Where are Ke'er, mother and daughter? Let them go immediately!"

Zhang Ziwei was still smiling, and it was not until Ma Haotian walked up to him that he slowly spoke: "Brother Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to come first. Where is Aqiu?"

"He won't come!" Ma Haotian said, "Let him go immediately!"

Zhang Ziwei smiled, stretched out a finger and said: "One, change to another."

Ma Haotian was suddenly stunned. He was in a trance for a moment. The scene of the painful decision five years ago seemed to appear in front of his eyes again.

"Which one to choose?" Zhang Ziwei looked at Ma Haotian's expression and smiled happily, "The big one or the small one?"

"Are you a man?" Ma Haotian shouted angrily, "If you want revenge, just come to me and Aqiu openly, and don't hurt Aqiu's wife and children!"

"Wow wow wow..." Zhang Ziwei pointed at Ma Haotian, "Tsk, tsk, Brother Tian, ​​Brother Tian, ​​why can't you always distinguish the priorities? Do you think you have the final say? This world is so cruel, I can't even choose

, do you think you can choose?"

"Yes, you are miserable, you can't choose!" Ma Haotian said with red eyes, "But that doesn't mean you can kill people and set fire to others!"

Deep pain flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted excitedly: "But what about me! The gun I had in Siam was out of bullets!"

Zhang Ziwei's expression suddenly froze.

Back then, Ma Haotian kidnapped Minna and forced the Eight-faced Buddha to let the three brothers go. He thought it was the Eight-faced Buddha's coldness that scared Ma Haotian, so he finally compromised.

Unexpectedly, Ma Haotian was actually talking about an empty city strategy. It wasn't that he didn't dare to hold on, but he was simply not qualified to hold on.

Ma Haotian looked at Zhang Ziwei and said painfully: "I want to choose between you and Aqiu. I know I will regret it no matter what I choose."

"Huh?" Zhang Ziwei suddenly laughed and pointed at Ma Haotian, "Hey, you say that as if you did the right thing?"

He looked into Ma Haotian's eyes: "You saved Aqiu, their family can be reunited, and your merits can be fulfilled."

The smile on his face slowly faded, and he suddenly glared and roared: "But why can't I be the one who can be saved?"

Ma Haotian looked at him and said, "Awei, if I had chosen you to let Aqiu die five years ago, do you think you would have been happy in the past five years?"

Zhang Ziwei's breathing suddenly became rapid. He stared into Ma Haotian's eyes and shouted through gritted teeth, almost squeezing out of his throat: "Five years! Five years! Do you know how I lived these five years? Do you know!"

The two people's eyes were red, they looked at each other, and their chests were heaving violently.

At this moment, their emotions have exploded. However, at this moment, a piece of "move, hit, move, hit" suddenly came from the side, a very exciting music rhythm, and then a clear and high-pitched female voice sounded.

"The rain breaks the heart, the wind sheds tears, the dreams are lingering, the love is long..."

Move, hit, move, hit...

Zhang Ziwei: "..."

Ma Haotian: "..."

The two of them turned around stiffly and looked blankly at He Xie, who was using his mobile phone to play the loudspeaker.

who I am?

Where am I?

What happened?

Why don't we learn a lesson, patronize our own, and forget about this thing again?


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