After receiving the news that the counterfeit banknote factory had been attacked and the computer tapes had been snatched by Mark, Tan Cheng came to Lao Yao's villa study to discuss countermeasures.

Lao Yao scolded violently, "You bastard! I've told you a long time ago that you're not going too far, and now something is going to happen, if Pony hands over the computer tapes to the police, not only will you be finished, but our company will collapse, you bastard! ”

Tan Cheng listened to Lao Yao greeting his mother over and over again, and was also a little impatient, "Enough, did you say enough, a bastard on the left, a bastard on the right, what did you call me when I made money for you?" ”

Lao Yao may have been tired of scolding, and issued an ultimatum to Tan Cheng, "I regret using you wrong!" If you don't get that tape back, the company won't let you go! ”

Tan Cheng still thinks that Mark is just against him, "You killed me!" Three years ago, I dared to betray Song Zihao, will I still be afraid of a cripple three years later?! ”

Lao Yao leaned back on the sofa in despair, "You will have retribution!" ”

Tan Cheng was also tired of Lao Yao's hypocritical look, "Don't forget, you are not a good thing, you also had a share in what happened three years ago, it was you who recommended me to sit in this position, and now something has happened, let's die together!" ”

"You ......"

Knock, knock, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Master, there is your phone number, it is a person named Song Zihao calling." The maid walked into the study and interrupted the conversation between the two, which turned out to be a call from Song Zihao.

Lao Yao took the phone from the maid's hand, "Hey! Ah Hao, what the hell is going on with Mark, this time he made me miserable! ”

"Mr. Yao, Ah Cheng is with you, I want to talk to Ah Cheng!"

"Ah Cheng, is it? Wait! After speaking, Lao Yao covered the microphone, looked at Li Zicheng on the side, and admonished: "Ah Cheng, wait a minute, you are begging grandpa to sue grandma, and you have to ask me to bring the tape back, you bastard, do you know?!" ”

Ignoring Lao Yao's advice, Tan Cheng took the mobile phone and pretended to be calm and said, "Hey! Brother Hao, we are all brothers, there is something to discuss, Mark made such a big joke on me! ”

"At ten o'clock tonight, you bring two million dollars to the Tianhou Temple in Causeway Bay and exchange that tape with me!"

"It's as simple as that?"

"Cash, real money! You bring it yourself! ”

"I'm definitely coming!"

With that, the two ended the call.

Lao Yao saw that Tan Cheng hung up the phone, and asked impatiently, "What did Ah Hao say?" You bastard! What the hell did he say? ”

Tan Cheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said: "He said that he was going to come to the house to have dinner with you at eight o'clock tonight, and asked me to pick him up in person!" ”

"Okay, I'll wait for him at home, you hurry up and pick him up, you bastard!"

……

Eight o'clock in the evening, the hall of Lao Yao's villa.

Tan Cheng was dressed in a white windbreaker, with many black-clothed subordinates, and broke in.

"Ah Cheng, what do you want to do? What about Howe? ”

"Old thing, do you want to see Song Zihao? Go and wait below, he'll be with you soon! After speaking, Tan Cheng took out his pistol and shot Lao Yao several times in the heart.

Then, he looked at the villa maid who was trembling not far away, and warned: "After I leave, according to the previous plan, call the police station, I know what to say, right?!" ”

"I know, I know, it was Song Zihao who killed the master!"

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Tan Cheng led many of his subordinates to leave the villa, and he wanted to go to Tianhou Temple to Song Zihao's ten-point appointment.

……

Stand in front of Daimaru

Take a closer look at my path

Next station

to the queen of heaven

Sure, it's the best

But the gorgeous star journey

Once you are afraid of heights on the way

Will there be a hug from him behind his back?

Couples on Paterson Street

There was a kind of pride on his face

Let me sing on stage

The scenery is not necessarily better

Popularity is nothing more than soap bubbles

Even if there is a day to open a sing

Who is going to sing again

He was not allowed to be there

Still simulating

Live for nothing

Not being in love taught me how to sing

Sing me a lot of love songs

Still barely

How to shine in front of the stage

It's hard to give a favorite in the ear

Sing softly in a low voice

Liangkun stood in front of the Tianhou Temple, looking at the Victoria Park below and the Causeway Bay Typhoon Shelter beyond, and couldn't help but think of this once popular song, as well as the singer's more sensational event, and hummed it out of his mouth unconsciously.

Mark scolded in a voice that only he could hear, "Pervert! ”

Liangkun stopped singing, looked at Mark, stretched out his finger and tapped it twice, and said, "Don't say bad things about me behind my back, my ears are very smart." I'm a lyricist, always inspired, always singing a couple of lines. ”

Mark turned his head to look at Song Zihao who was incense in the Tianhou Palace.

Song Zihao stood in front of the statue, lit three long incense sticks, and after respectfully paying homage, he inserted the long incense into the huge incense burner in the center of the temple.

After Song Zihao paid his respects, he turned to Mark and asked, "Do you believe that there is a god in this world?" ”

Mark took a deep puff of his cigarette, puffed two plumes of smoke out of his nostrils, and then said arrogantly, "I also believe that I am God!" God is also from man, and he who can control his own destiny is God! ”

In this regard, Liangkun was noncommittal, but Song Zihao said with a complicated face: "Sometimes, fate is not something you want to control, you can control. ”

Mark took a puff of his cigarette, flicked the burned cigarette butt in his hand and bent his fingers, slowly exhaled the smoke, and said in a low tone: "There are winners and losers in gambling!" ”

……

At ten o'clock, Tan Cheng rushed to the Tianhou Temple with a group of black-clothed brothers and walked in with a big grin.

Liangkun and Mark, who were ambushed behind the door, rushed out at once, Liangkun pointed at the black-clothed brother with AK47 and separated Tan Cheng from his little brother, Mark pointed a gun at Tan Cheng, and instantly controlled the situation.

"Don't move, raise your hands and hand over your gun!"

Looking at Mark who was pointing a gun at his head, Tan Cheng did not panic, and still joked: "Brother Mark, you told me not to move, and told me to hand over the gun, I don't know how to do it, I have a pistol in my arms, you can take it yourself!" ”

Hearing this, Song Zihao didn't think much about it, and walked over directly and took out his pistol from Tan Cheng's arms, not noticing the sneer on the corner of Tan Cheng's mouth.

It turned out that this pistol was the murder weapon that killed Lao Yao, and Tan Cheng had already calculated everything, just to frame the blame for Song Zihao. On the way here, he had already wiped his fingerprints from the gun. Now, this gun is in Song Zihao's hand, sticking his fingerprints, combined with the servants in the villa as witnesses, the human and material evidence is all there, and the black pot of killing Lao Yao is firmly buckled on Song Zihao's head.

Song Zihao saw that Tan Cheng's armament was not the only one, so he relaxed and asked, "What about the money?" ”

Hearing this, Tan Cheng handed the black suitcase in his hand to Song Zihao, and then asked rhetorically, "What about the computer tape?" ”

casually flipped the black suitcase in his hand, Song Zihao threw the box to Mark to check, but the submachine pistol in his hand kept pointing at Tan Cheng's head to prevent the other party from having any tricks, but he said mockingly: "The computer tape has been handed over to the police!" ”

Tan Cheng saw that Mark was about to open the box and check the dollars inside, so he opened his mouth and scared: "Don't be in a hurry to open it first, there is a bomb inside, do you think I will obediently listen to your arrangement?" ”

Mark hesitated to open the box and turned to look at Tan Cheng.

Seeing that his nonsense words frightened Brother Mark, who used to be majestic and rewarded him with small money from time to time, Tan Cheng felt quite proud in his heart and said, "So you are afraid?" So how are you still playing with me?! ”

Hearing this, Mark was ruthless in his heart, his eyes were closed, and he gritted his teeth, but he still chose to open the box by himself, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the box was full of dollars, and he didn't know that he was being tricked.

Looking at Tan Cheng with a playful expression on his face, Mark walked up to him angrily, gave Tan Cheng a punch directly, and then pressed the pistol against Tan Cheng's head, opened the pistol safety with his thumb, and threatened loudly: "Fuck! Do you believe I shot you in the head?! ”

Judging by Mark's expression, he can definitely do what he says. Tan Cheng didn't have a head iron, but chose to shut up very wisely and not say a word - this punch was in vain.

What Tan Cheng never expected was that Liangkun reflexively kicked him in the ass and kicked him again.

In the "boss" voice of the little brother in black, Liangkun took out a grenade, pulled out the safety bolt and threw it far away among the many statues of gods in the Tianhou Temple, stuffed the grenade under Tan Cheng's body, and resisted the spring pressure grip, "You can move as you like, you must die first." ”

After speaking, Liangkun closed the suitcase full of dollars on the altar, held the suitcase in one hand, and pulled Mark in the other, "Let's go!" ”

Stunned to watch Liangkun's commotion, the black-clothed brothers still chose to give up chasing and killing the departing Song Zihao, Liangkun, and Mark, but instead flocked into the Tianhou Palace, while shouting at Tan Cheng, while hurriedly looking for the safety bolt that Liangkun threw out.

By the time the younger brother finally touched the safety bolt, Tan Cheng had been keeping the dog eating for half an hour - during this period, it was not that the younger brother proposed to replace the safety bolt with an incense stick first, but Tan Cheng rejected this clever idea and insisted that the younger brothers find the safety bolt.

Tan Cheng got up from the ground, dusted off the dust in front of the white trench coat that he couldn't wrap up, and slapped the smart little brother who proposed an alternative just now in the face, "It's all rubbish!" ”

……

Under the long steps in front of the Tin Hau Temple, after Song Zijie picked up Song Zihao, Liangkun, and Mark to get into the car, while driving, he looked at the three men crowded in the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time.

Liangkun squeezed Song Zihao and Mark away, finally made room, opened the suitcase, and rubbed the dollars in the box, as if touching the skin of the most beautiful beauty, intoxicated.

"Now I'm shouting, you're a fucking pervert." Mark couldn't stand Liangkun's lewd expression anymore.

Liangkun closed his eyes and said intoxicatedly: "This is money!" Without this money, you can only go to the street to ask for food after you leave Hong Kong. ”

Song Zihao asked in a deep voice, "Why is Applejack here?" He's the guy you call 'naturally someone answers'? ”

Liangkun opened his eyes and said, "If you don't let Ajie see it with your own eyes, how can he believe that you and Big Brother Cheng are not all the way?" ”

Song Zijie asked impatiently: "You have been planning for a long time, just to blackmail Tan Cheng for two million dollars?" ”

Liangkun said slowly: "After sending Brother Mark on the ship, I will hand over the computer disk that records the evidence of Tan Cheng's crime to you." However, since you call yourself a 'righteous man', you should trust your comrades, otherwise you will be just a selfish and self-righteous mediocrity. The most difficult thing for people to do is to recognize themselves. ”

……

Saishawan Pier.

Watching Mark limp onto the fishing boat, Song Zihao's eyes were moist.

Mark is the only passenger on the fishing boat tonight, and will transfer Mark to another cargo ship that is heading for Europe.

As soon as Mark got on board, the fishing boat suddenly spewed smoke and sailed into the night until it was no longer visible.

Song Zijie pulled Liangkun's shoulders and asked, "You can hand over the computer disk to me now, right?" ”

Liangkun ignored Song Zijie's question, shook off Song Zijie's hand on his shoulder, turned to Song Zihao, and stretched out his right hand: "Congratulations, Brother Hao, your brothers have finally reconciled." ”

Song Zihao shook hands with Liangkun with a complicated expression.

Liangkun smiled and nodded to Song Zihao and Song Zijie respectively, carrying a suitcase that was half lighter, walked to the car he had already parked there, opened the car door, sat in, started the car, and drove away, only Liangkun sang like a broken gong in the wind:

Daydreaming of flying

Never too far too abstract

Finally become a diva

Become a bride

It's all ideal

in Times Square

There is always a prize for everyone

I don't have any fans to admire him

Couples on Paterson Street

There was a kind of pride on his face

Let me sing on stage

The scenery is not necessarily better

The popularity is nothing but soap bubbles Ha~

Even if there is a day to open a sing

Who is going to sing again

He was not allowed to be there

Still simulating

Live for nothing

Not being in love taught me how to sing

Sing me a lot of love songs

Still barely

How to shine in front of the stage

It's hard to give a favorite in the ear

Sing softly in a low voice

Sing me a lot of love songs

Still barely

How to shine in front of the stage

It's hard to give a favorite in the ear

Sing softly in a low voice

In fact, the biggest ideal in my heart

Go home with him and sing for him