Chapter 9: Your Sister

Doodoo ......

Miao Zhihua didn't give Zhuang Zhixiong a chance to refute at all, and hung up the phone directly, letting the depressed handsome guy stand in the phone booth and be at a loss for a long time.

Squeak –

A brand-new Porsche, less than a meter away from Zhuang Zhixiong, braked the car in time.

"Get in the car!"

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

As soon as Miao Zhihua was on the phone, he asked himself to find Ziyun, and Ziyun found himself first.

However, Miao Zhihua said one thing wrong, that is, this Ziyun is not his little lover, but his aunt.

"Grandma, you're going to be scared to death like this!"

Zhuang Zhixiong really broke out in a cold sweat, the speed of this sports car just now was definitely more than one hundred and twenty miles, and it could brake in time, Zhuang Zhixiong is now very grateful to the coach who taught Ziyun to drive.

By the way, Ziyun learns to drive, and it seems that he still teaches it by himself.

"Get in the car!"

Ziyun said again in a cold tone, his eyes cut water, and at this moment, he emitted a cold glow.

"OK, where are you going?"

Zhuang Zhixiong is really afraid of this aunt, if he says that he has an apology for Ah Mei, then he is completely afraid of this Ziyun.

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

Ziyun stepped on the accelerator on the soles of his feet, the sports car roared, and the speed increased to more than 100 per hour in an instant, and the buzzing car disappeared into the street ——,.

"Hey, slow down, I haven't fastened my seatbelt yet!"

Zhuang Zhixiong was really not very confident about Ziyun's driving skills, so he hurriedly buckled his seat belt, held his breath, and quietly waited for fate to come.

The vehicle was parked steadily on the beach, and the waves crashed on the shore, splashing white spray and a lot of white foam, floating on the shore with some green seaweed.

Zhuang Zhixiong smelled the smell of smoke and frowned: "It's not good for girls to smoke!" ”

"You care about me?"

Ziyun Liu frowned, and his eyes stared at the man in a daze.

"No matter what you say, I'm also your brother, and I have the responsibility to ......"

Zhuang Zhixiong spoke, the decibel of his voice became lower and lower, and finally he couldn't even hear himself.

Ziyun showed a poignant look on his face, and the storm hidden in his heart was directly detonated: "Yes, you are my brother, then you, who are the elder brothers, tell your sister that the brother of that family will fall in love with his sister?" Will you sleep with your own sister? ”

"Ziyun, didn't nothing happen?"

Zhuang Zhixiong looked bitter, and when he pursued Ziyun, he didn't know that she was Lei Luo's illegitimate daughter.

"Nothing happened?"

Ziyun cried and cried, and actually laughed again, but the smile made the man next to him see it, and his heart was extremely painful.

Thinking that he would fall in love with Duan Yu and come back with a 'it's all your sister' plot, Zhuang Zhixiong couldn't wait to go to Canada and beat Lei Luo, who was enjoying happiness.

That damn bastard got into a big affair debt, lost his orphan and widow in Xiangjiang, and ran to Canada to enjoy happiness, which is really an unforgivable sin.

Zhuang Zhixiong also knew that his words of comfort to Ziyun were somewhat self-deceptive.

Because the two have been in love for half a year, except for the last step, the other love activities have basically been done by both of them.

"You and ...... His relationship is also confirmed? ”

"It's confirmed," Ziyun touched the tears that flowed from her cheeks: "Congratulations, brother, you guessed it right, I'm your sister!" ”

Crying and laughing, it was hard to vent the emotions that had accumulated for more than a year, and Ziyun felt much better.

"Maybe I'm not his child."

Zhuang Zhixiong smiled awkwardly.

"Then why don't you go and verify it?"

Ziyun really hopes that Zhuang Zhixiong is not Lei Luo's child, so at least he can continue to love the man in front of him.

Zhuang Zhixiong smiled even more reluctantly, when he was very young, he was often carried by Zhuang's mother to the outside of the police station, and looked at the man with that longing look, can he still run away from his own situation?

And, I clearly remember that on the festival day of the pot man surnamed Zhuang, the Zhuang family forced his mother to ask who the female godman who killed the pot man was, and asked who his real father was.

"Get out of the car!"

"What for?"

Zhuang Zhixiong looked at the girl's melancholy expression, sighed in his heart, opened the car door, and walked out.

Buzz –

The sports car roared, and under the girl's drive, it ran towards the city.

"Aren't you, you're going to leave me here?"

"Have you forgotten what tomorrow is?"

The girl's voice, as the wind came, was already inaudible.

Zhuang Zhixiong really felt angry and funny.

What day is tomorrow, isn't it Ziyun's birthday?

"Uncle Deng, Hong Taitang can't do this, you are Uncle Mei's uncle, you must take care of him in this matter!"

A few talkers from the Kowloon Hall gathered at Deng Bo's house and complained to him.

"I already know about this," Deng Bo heard this, his head was big, and he waved his hand again and again, signaling everyone to calm down: "Baimei's son is dead, you must let him vent, otherwise the longer he is depressed, there may be a bigger mess in the future." ”

"What else can there be any mess, now our old boys, all for the one million bounty, all went to find mourning, this morning, there were more than a dozen corpses in Mong Kok, all of them were former friends of mourning, the police came to the door, saying that our little brother did it, but we didn't know about it at all."

The one who spoke was the boss of the Lotus Martial Arts Pavilion, who was also the double-flowered red stick of Dongxing back then, and his reputation was also a well-known number one among the people present.

As soon as the boss complained, the others followed suit.

In the morning, not only Mong Kok, Tsim Sha Tsui, Yau Ma Tei, but even Causeway Bay saw a craze for the crazy search for mourning waves.

If the bigwigs here can't calm down this craze, the police, who have been constantly complained about by the public, will definitely point their guns at these bigwigs.

These bigwigs were also helpless, so they had to come to find Deng Bo, hoping that he would come forward and solve this matter.

What can Dunbur do?

After all, Gan Baimei's son is dead, and no one else can stop him from taking revenge, right?

Of course, the wanted warrant he issued was indeed a bit inappropriate, but Deng Bo didn't think that he could persuade Gan Baimei to retract what he said.

Unless, the mourning wave is caught.

"You said the mourning wave is at sea?"

Miao Zhihua didn't expect that the old boys in Xiangjiang couldn't find the news of the mourning, Zhuang Zhixiong could do it in less than an hour, and it was really his own lucky star.

"This is my inference, but it can basically be determined," Zhuang Zhixiong explained his reasoning, of course, according to the plot in the movie "Dragon in the Rivers and Lakes".

Miao Zhihua nodded again and again after hearing this: "What you said makes sense, I will contact the water police, if I can catch the mourning wave, I will give you a credit!" ”

"Thank you, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. By the way, don't meet at every turn in the future, it's easy to be recognized. ”

Zhuang Zhixiong said, lowered the cap a little more, got out of the car, and walked towards the alley not far away.

"No problem."

Miao Zhihua got the information of the mourning wave, and he was proud in his heart and didn't care about the attitude of the little brother.

It was only after he started the car that he suddenly thought that he drove over, didn't he take the initiative to call and let him go to the beach to pick him up?

This little bastard!