The car was running on the road.

It's not slow.

But it doesn't feel too fast or bumpy.

It's smooth, like driving on the gentlest road, with the night of the street on both sides and the sea beyond.

Quiet and private.

The driver is Brother Lai, and the car is an extended version of the Land Rover, so even if Zeng Jingheng and the four of them sit in it together, it will not look very crowded.

"You are all Brother Yi's newly adopted little brothers?" Brother Lai was playing the steering wheel, and glanced at Zeng Jingheng and them in the rearview mirror, with a gentle expression.

It can be seen from his expression.

He was genuinely friendly to them.

And this kind of friendliness is just because they are all people brought by Shen Yi.

And this reason is sufficient.

It can be seen from this how terrible Shen Yi's influence is.

"Well, sort of, we should actually be Ah Yige's apprentices." Zeng Jingheng laughed, for the kindness of others, he always did not hesitate to repay and greater kindness.

"Apprentice? Really? When Brother Lai heard this word, there was actually some envy in his tone, "It's amazing, I want to be Brother Ayi's apprentice, he will definitely refuse." ”

"How so?" Zeng Jingheng was a little embarrassed, but he was young and didn't know how to say it.

"Of course, I used to think that I was just a driver for Brother Ayi." Brother Lai sighed, but it was the kind of sigh that was very satisfied and reminiscent, "But there is nothing wrong with driving for Brother Ayi, if you can choose, I would rather drive for Brother Ayi." ”

"Brother Lai, your driving skills are so good, he must be very happy to drive for Brother Ayi." Zeng Jingheng's words are also sincere, Brother Lai's driving skills are really good.

"That's right." Brother Lai also laughed, "Speaking of which, I think about back then, in 1996, that night, Brother Ah Yi went to the meeting alone with six knives, it was the car I drove, and I was excited when I thought about it, and I really wanted to drive Brother Ah Yi again." ”

In 1996? Really?

Hearing that Brother Lai also mentioned this vintage, Zeng Jingheng felt more and more incredible.

Originally, he thought that Shen Yi was just joking with him, but now it seems.

"Brother Ah Yi really came to Hong Kong in 1996?" Zeng Jingheng was infinitely curious.

"Needless to say." Brother Lai became more and more excited when he talked about this, and he didn't know where to throw it away for a long time, "Not only did I come to Hong Kong, it was simply a legend, Ah Yi in Tsim Sha Tsui, how many people's idols, first cut the big D, and then kill Shura, the unfinished alley is one enemy hundred, Chinatown is unparalleled, six knives kill six hundred people, and there is no old Sanhe again, although so many years have passed, but when I think about it, it seems to be still yesterday." ”

"But...... Brother Ayi looks. Zeng Jingheng couldn't help but ask this question.

This question is also a question for everyone else in the car.

Although they didn't say it, they were already curious.

"Young, huh?" Brother Lai captured this very keenly, "I can't tell this point clearly, anyway, after many years, we all thought that Brother Ah Yi was dead and missing, and the legend was just a legend, when he came back, it was still that Brother Ayi, or that Brother Ayi was enough." ”

It's enough to be that Ah Yige.

This sentence contains how much reverence and admiration.

With that said, the car finally arrived.

It's a bit of a remote place, but from the direction where the car just came, it's obviously close to the bustling downtown area.

"Get out of the car, I can only send you here, there are people who want to see you." Brother Lai parked the car on the periphery, pointed to a place with lights on not far away, and said.

"Remember to call Brother Xiao, that's also Brother Yi's boss." Zeng Jingheng When they were about to get out of the car, Brother Lai finally instructed.

Zeng Jingheng: They don't seem to understand.

got out of the car and walked towards the brightly lit place that Brother Lai pointed to.

When I got closer, I realized that it was a food stall.

This is really rare, with the rapid development of Hong Kong recently, food stalls, a product of the times, have gradually been eliminated.

It is only a miracle that such a food stall can be operated near such a bustling urban area.

Or is it magical?

In short, it's not something that ordinary people can do, and it must not be an ordinary reason to continue to open this food stall, right?

When I walked inside the food stall, I found that there were no more customers under the dim old-fashioned light bulbs, or rather, there should be no more customers here.

Because there was dust on a lot of the tables.

Only one table was clean.

There is also a bottle of old San Miguel beer.

A few side dishes, marinated meat.

A man was sitting there in silence, watching them.

Come to think of it, this place is this man's, exclusive, place of memory, right?

Zeng Jingheng guessed like this, stepped forward, and couldn't help but glance at the darkness around him.

Sure enough, it's not simple.

At least for a split second, there were at least six guns pointed at him.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that there was more hidden aura spreading around.

"Don't be nervous." When the man saw Zeng Jingheng's movements, he knew what he had discovered, he raised his hand and signaled the people around him not to be nervous, "What about Ah Yi?" Why didn't you come? ”

It was only then that Zeng Jingheng had the strength to take a closer look at the man who spoke.

He sat in the dim light, and his whole person was filled with a slightly old atmosphere.

It is true that he is not young anymore, he has gorgeous hair on his head, and wrinkles are beginning to appear at the corners of his eyes.

But he sits there, with his hands crossed, looking at you, under that gentle, gold-rimmed glass.

You just feel inexplicably relieved.

He looked a lot like an old professor at a university.

And by no means a ** big guy.

However, he faintly exudes a certain light that you will never dare to offend, making you feel that he is right.

Thou shalt not disobey.

This is the aura of the superior.

Zeng Jingheng thought to himself.

"Brother Yi, he's going back to accompany his wife." Zeng Jingheng didn't know why, but he felt that the man in front of him was easy to get close to, and his tone was very relaxed, like a joke between acquaintances.

"Haha, this kid, really, I'll talk about him next time." The gentle man tapped lightly on the table and motioned for Zeng Jingheng to sit down.

So Zeng Jingheng didn't dare to disobey, so he sat down.

He pulled out a few spare glasses and began to pour the bottle of Shengli beer.

Nostalgic old yellow bottles.

Nostalgic old light bulbs.

Nostalgic old stalls.

It's full of nostalgic flavors.

"When people get old, they always miss the past." As if seeing through Zeng Jingheng's thoughts, he pushed a glass of wine to Zeng Jingheng and said, "First meeting, Ni Yongxiao." ”