"What's wrong?"

Lu Ze instinctively sensed that something big was going to happen.

Sure enough, Song Zihao quickly said: "This afternoon, I asked Tan Cheng to meet at the bar, Tan Cheng asked me to help him do things, I refused, and the conversation was not very pleasant."

It's just that I didn't expect that Xiaoma felt that he had lost face, and after separating from me, he would go to Tan Cheng to make trouble, but he was detained by Tan Cheng.

Tan Cheng told me that he wanted me to see him at twelve o'clock tonight, and I guess this time, Tan Cheng didn't want me to come back alive. ”

Song Zihao's face was fearless, and he smiled: "If I don't come back, you go to Lantau Island Motorcycle Shop to find Uncle Jian at noon tomorrow, I left something for you at him, you can go and get it yourself." ”

"What's that?"

"It's something about a counterfeit syndicate."

Song Zihao sighed: "Tan Cheng was picked up by me, he can have today, I can't escape the blame, before I die, let me be a good person." ”

Lu Ze frowned slightly.

Before he talked about it, he arranged the future generations, and Song Zihao was negotiating or sending him to death.

I'm afraid Song Zihao can also see that Tan Cheng didn't plan to let him come back alive when he looked for him this time, so he arranged everything in advance.

"Where are we going to meet in the evening?"

"You don't have to know, this is my affair with Tan Cheng, the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes, I haven't lost yet."

Song Zihao waved his hand and signaled that Lu Ze could go.

How could Lu Ze be willing to leave like this, and asked rhetorically: "You are dead, what should your brother do?" ”

"I'll leave it to you, he's your subordinate, and of course you're in charge." Song Zihao's face was free and easy.

Lu Ze was very speechless.

Seeing Song Zihao's attitude, I'm afraid I won't say much if I ask again.

Song Zihao served three years in prison on Taiwan Island and did not reveal a word.

I can say so much today, on the one hand, I want to be a good person, and on the other hand, I know that I can't come back.

"It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words!"

Lu Ze couldn't say whether he was disappointed or melancholy.

On the way back, he thought a lot, if Song Zihao was willing to cooperate with the police, in fact, he didn't have to die.

It's a pity that Song Zihao has his own persistence, as he said, he hasn't lost yet, and he can use his life to fight Tan Cheng again.

As for the Lantau car dealership, Lu Ze did not go.

Song Zihao did things safely, he said that he could only find Uncle Jian tomorrow, it must be tomorrow, and Uncle Jian would not show up today.

It's just that he was curious about what Song Zihao left for him.

Song Zihao used to be a senior executive of the Asian counterfeit banknote syndicate, the main person in charge of the group, an important customer, a manufacturing factory, and a secret stronghold, and he should know it clearly.

He may even have some incriminating evidence in his hands that can defeat the counterfeit money syndicate, no matter how bad it is, there are always some clues.

Wait, tomorrow will be the case.

Bell bell bell ...

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Ze was about to fall asleep when the phone at home rang again.

"Who?"

Lu Ze is a little strange, in the entire Hong Kong Island, there are no more than ten people who know his home phone number.

"I'm Ajie, I overheard Tan Cheng negotiating with my eldest brother at the Laoshan Temple at twelve o'clock tonight, I think we can ambush a hand, and if they use guns, we can capture them all."

On the other end of the phone, Song Zijie's excited voice came.

Lu Ze was speechless for a while.

Song Zihao didn't say where to meet Tan Cheng tonight, he didn't want the police to interfere, but he didn't expect that in the end, the meeting place was obtained by Song Zijie, he said that he had been staring at Tan Cheng, and this sentence was really true.

"Did you notify the police department?"

Lu Ze's thinking turned, according to Song Zihao's meaning, Tan Cheng's negotiation with him this time was a trap, Tan Cheng only wanted to kill him, and he didn't want to talk to him at all.

Since this is the case, Tan Cheng's manpower will definitely not be short, after all, Song Zihao's prestige is killed, and Tan Cheng will not be unguarded against this.

"Not yet, I'll let you know now."

Song Zijie was so happy that he almost forgot his identity.

After hearing this, Lu Ze added: "You inform the police station, I will contact He Dingbang and Guan Qingqing, let's meet outside the Laojun Temple, remember to let everyone come back after twelve o'clock, don't go early, be careful to startle the snake." ”

Tan Cheng and Song Zihao agreed on a time of twelve o'clock, since this is the case, it is more reasonable for them to arrive at ten o'clock.

If you go early, it is easy to be exposed, and if you go too late, it is easy to be run away by the target.

It's half past ten, and there's an hour and a half to prepare, and it's best to wait until the two sides have exchanged fire.

In this way, it can not only reduce casualties, but also catch the criminals, which is why in many movies, the police are the last to arrive.

It's not that I can't be there early, but I don't want to, there is great wisdom in this.

Only foolish policemen will appear in time for the exchange of fire between the two sides, which is a joke on the lives of their brothers.

Twelve o'clock in the night.

Old Mountain Temple...

"Tan Cheng, I'm here, where's the pony?"

When the moonlight was over, Song Zihao was wearing a windbreaker and came to the meeting place alone.

Tan Cheng, who was guarding the Laoshan Temple, saw it, and had to sigh for Song Zihao's courage, and praised: "Brother Hao, there is really you, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to go to Tiger Mountain, one person dares to come to see me." ”

"Stop talking nonsense, I want to see the ponies."

Song Zihao immediately stood at the door of the old mountain temple with his two hands in his pockets.

Tan Cheng waved his hand, and while motioning for his subordinates to bring the pony out, he said: "Brother Hao, I respect you as a hero, and I will give you another chance, as long as you are willing to come back to help me, I will treat it as if nothing happened." ”

"Didn't happen?"

"Hmph, you were my driving brother back then, what's the matter, now that you've gained power, you want my master to drive for you and get back the face of the year?"

Song Zihao smiled contemptuously: "You don't have to be delusional, the Tao is not the same, since I dare to come today, I never thought about getting out alive, you can use any means." ”

Saying that, Tan Cheng's little brother also brought the pony out.

The pony was beaten covered in blood, so it was not miserable, and he squinted at Song Zihao with a blue nose and swollen face.

Song Zihao was fearless, whether it was Tan Cheng, or the dozen or so younger brothers in the Laoshan Temple, or the people and horses he was ambushing in the backyard, he was not in his eyes.

Like a lonely hero, he lifted his windbreaker, revealing the detonator tied inside, and while showing it to Tan Cheng and the others, he said, "Pony, come here." ”

The pony limped to Song Zihao's side with a limp.

Song Zihao turned his head slightly and whispered, "Little Pony, you go first, leave it to me here." ”

Xiao Ma shook his head slightly, he was not a person who was afraid of death, and laughed miserably: "Brother Hao, I have been running away for three years, and I don't want to run away anymore today." ”

Song Zihao paused for a moment, then seemed to think of something, nodded and said: "Okay, we won't run away this time, the rivers and lakes are over, the rivers and lakes are over, and today there should be a break between us and Tan Cheng." ”