The two reached a consensus on the issue of the eight-faced Buddha's hairstyle, so the tense atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Five minutes later, the smuggling boat, disguised as a fishing boat, slowly started, and He Xie and Zhang Ziwei walked out of the cabin and onto the deck.

The sea breeze is blowing, and the sun is rising.

The two stood side by side, looking at the pier that was gradually moving away, and also at the rising sun.

"Hey, seriously, you have a grudge against the eight-faced Buddha?" Zhang Ziwei asked without looking back.

"Most people don't kill people for hatred." He Xie said, "You used to be a policeman, so you should know this very well."

Zhang Ziwei was slightly silent, and looked at He Xie with a smile: "Although my past is not a secret, but listening to your tone, you seem to know me very well?" ”

"It's a little bit more than you think." He Xie said, "Actually, I'm here for you." ”

Zhang Ziwei's smile froze, but then he pointed to his nose with a slight exaggeration: "Me? Hey, I have a wife, and I don't like men. ”

"How do you know if you don't try?" He Xie looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Ziwei was stunned, took a step back, and said in surprise: "Are you serious? ”

"Of course it's fake! Are you narcissistic? He Xie squinted his eyes and said.

"Damn, I'm scared to death by you." Zhang Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head amusedly.

"Have you ever thought about what your wife will do if you kill the Erawan Buddha?" He Xie suddenly provoked a heavy topic.

The smile on Zhang Ziwei's face slowly retracted.

"I'm a police officer, he's a drug dealer, and we can't coexist." He said slowly, in a heavy tone, as if trying to convince himself.

However, he still did not answer what his wife should do, and it was clear that he was avoiding the question.

"What you actually want is not the life of the eight-faced Buddha." He Xie said to him.

"You really think you know me well?" Zhang Ziwei smiled, "Are you the roundworm in my stomach?" What do I want, you know? ”

He Xie looked at him for a moment, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"You're just looking for an answer, aren't you?" He said.

Zhang Ziwei looked at the hand on his shoulder: "What answer?" ”

"An answer that you don't even know what it is." He Xie smiled, "But in fact, you don't want to know, you are very contradictory, so when you know the answer, you may not want anything." ”

Zhang Ziwei was silent for a long time before he reluctantly smiled: "Mr. Yan said the same thing to you, but you were more thorough than him." ”

"You big guys, don't you all see people very accurately?" He asked.

"Not necessarily," He Xie said, "because we have also come step by step, we have also missed a lot of people, and have paid a lot of heavy prices, people have to grow, and the price of growth is to constantly look at the wrong people and make wrong choices." ”

"Look like you're in your early twenties, not as old as me." Zhang Ziwei smiled and said, "Why do you talk so vicissitudes?" ”

"So let you call me He Ye." He Xie said with a smile.

"Good! I'll call you He Ye from now on! Zhang Ziwei laughed.

The two were slightly silent.

"Are you really going to kill the Erawan Buddha?" Zhang Ziwei asked.

"Really." What a heresy.

"But if you kill an eight-faced Buddha, maybe there will be another eight-faced Buddha." Zhang Ziwei said quietly.

He turned his head and looked at He Xie deeply: "Maybe it's you." ”

"What kind of thing is the eight-faced Buddha, and it deserves to be compared to me?" He Xie disdainfully said.

He looked at Zhang Ziwei and said, "Why do you think I'm coming at you?" ”

"Can't guess." Zhang Ziwei shook his head.

"If I'm the next eight-faced Buddha, what do I ask you for? Is it a solitary deal? He Xie pointed to Zhang Ziwei's chest, "Where can I not find the person who sells independence, and I am looking for you to sweep the independence?" Am I awkward for myself? ”

Zhang Ziwei was silent.

He had to admit that He Xie had a point.

But it was precisely because of this that he couldn't understand why He Xie was looking for him.

"Let's make a pact." He Xie said with a smile.

"What agreement?" Zhang Ziwei's eyes flashed and he asked.

"The main purpose of my visit to Hong Kong Island is because of you." He Xie said, "So, on Hong Kong Island, you are my boss." Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do. ”

"So good?" Zhang Ziwei smiled.

"When your business on Hong Kong Island is done, you will accompany me to the Golden Triangle." He Xie smiled and continued, "When the time comes, I will be your boss, and you will do whatever I ask you to do." ”

Zhang Ziwei looked at He Xie.

After a long time, he nodded: "A word is a certainty." ”

He didn't think he could come back alive from Hong Kong Island.

If you have a choice, you should never take a boat from the Gulf of Siam to Hong Kong Island, especially by smuggling boat, this is the advice of Ho Evil.

On the afternoon of the third day, He Xie and the others finally set foot on the land of Hong Kong Island.

As soon as Zhang Ziwei's mobile phone was turned on, he received two calls.

The first one was from his wife, Zhang Ziwei hid to the side, and finished the phone call in a very gentle voice.

After hanging up the phone, his face immediately sank.

He walked up to He Xie and said in a deep voice: "Menna is with his two elder brothers, and the eight-faced Buddha did not come. ”

"It's normal." He Xie looked at the brightly lit Hong Kong Island, and felt a feeling of revisiting the old place.

Although, not the old place of this plane.

"Don't worry, he's back." He Xie smiled, "If he doesn't dare to come forward when his son dies, then what qualifications does he have to call the eight-faced Buddha?" Call it eight pigs, or nine turtles. ”

Zhang Ziwei smiled.

He found that He Xie had a kind of self-confidence in his body at all times, and this kind of self-confidence was particularly infectious.

He pointed at He Xie, and was just about to speak, when another call came.

"It's Duan Kun."

Zhang Ziwei glanced at He Xie, hesitated slightly, and directly turned on the hands-free.

On the other end of the phone, a nervous strange cry came: "Oh! Finally answered the phone, I thought you were playing me! ”

"Where are you?" Zhang Ziwei asked.

Duan Kun is no longer valuable, keeping him is just a scourge, and the first thing Zhang Ziwei did when he arrived was to destroy Duan Kun's mouth.

"Big guy, when I come out on the first day, will I mess around?" Duan Kun laughed on the phone, "How do I know if you will eat both?" Tell you where I am, and wait for you to kill me? Hey, hey, hey......"

Zhang Ziwei smiled sarcastically, but his tone was still calm: "What do you want?" ”

"Simple, you buy this batch of goods, I will go to the chic for a year and a half, and I guarantee that no one can find me. How's that, I'm sweet, right? Duan Kun's tone was slightly playful.

"Give me an account." Zhang Ziwei said.

"Hehehehe......" Duan Kun let out a nervous laugh again, "Okay, as long as I can get there safely and receive the money, I will tell you where that batch is." ”

"No problem." Zhang Ziwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was full of murderous intent, but unfortunately, Duan Kun couldn't see it.

"That's all."

Doodoo ......