As he said that, Xiao Ma looked disdainfully at Yao Zaishan who was being protected by the ghost guy, and said mockingly:

"Mr. Yao, it turns out you don't believe in our brothers so much. In just a few days, our subordinates who have been serving for more than ten years have been abandoned and a group of ghosts have been found from nowhere."

"Oh, Mr. Yao has always taught us young ones that we must be loyal and not lose our brothers. Today, I have learned something. It turns out that this is called loyalty."

When Yao Zaishan heard these words, he was very angry. However, he was inconvenienced at this time. He pushed away the ghost guy who was blocking him, stepped forward and said:

"Little Mark, you misunderstood. I don't use my brothers. It's not that I don't trust them. It's just that so many things have happened recently. I'm afraid that the police will check closely. Just be careful."

"This is not entirely for myself, but also for the safety of my brothers."

After explaining a sentence, Yao Zaishan immediately looked at Song Zihao who got off the back seat of the motorcycle, and said with a kind look:

"Ah Hao, are you okay? I heard Ah Cheng said that you were caught by a police officer in Taipei. How did you get out? What did the police officer say?"

Song Zihao stood at the end of the long table, looking at Yao Zaishan very complicatedly, without replying.

Yao Zaishan also immediately reacted that he was too anxious and quickly made up for it:

"Oh, look at me, you just came back. Let's have a couple of drinks first to catch you up. It won't be too late to talk about serious business later."

With that said, Yao Zaishan ordered the servants around him:

"Open the banquet!"

The frightened servants, who had just stepped aside, obeyed the order and saw that there was no danger. They came back one after another and began to open the lids of the dishes on the table.

The lid was opened, and there was a table full of delicious dishes, such as abalone, lobster, and king crab. Seeing the dazzling array of dishes, Yao Zaishan smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand:

"Come on, Ah Hao, let's sit down and chat while we eat."

"No!"

Song Zihao finally said his first words tonight. His words were calm and mixed with pain. He looked at Yao Zaishan and said seriously:

"Mr. Yao, I didn't come to you tonight for dinner. I just want to ask you, why does a killer come to my house whenever something happens to me?"

"Killer?"

Yao Zaishan was shocked in his heart, but pretended to be surprised on the surface:

"Is there such a thing? What about now? Is Lao Song okay? Has anyone been hurt? You are so brave. Even my people in Yao Zaishan dare to touch me. Ah Hao, don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for this matter.

You take the lead."

Seeing Yao Zaishan's reaction, Song Zihao remained silent, put his hand into his pocket, and when he took it out again, a small tape recorder appeared in his hand.

bite……

Without any delay, Song Zihao turned on the tape recorder, and a few words from it came out clearly:

"Who sent you to kill my father?"

"Brother Hao, it was Yao Zaishan's order to do it. We didn't want to do it, but you also understand that those of us who are young have no choice but to obey orders even if we don't want to!"

"Why did he kill my dad?"

"Brother Hao, it's because you were arrested by the police in Taipei. Yao Zaishan knows your loyalty, so he probably won't betray us all, but your father can't tell. In order to save his son, he will probably do anything.

Exposed."

"Just in case, so..."

There were two voices in the tape recorder, one was Song Zihao's, and the other was heard by Yao Zaishan. He was very familiar with it and was definitely one of the two killers he sent out.

Undoubtedly, all the bad guesses have now become reality. Those two losers have lost their hands and have fallen into the hands of Song Zihao.

He was fully aware of what he had done to deal with him. He was panicking in his heart. Yao Zaishan was still an old Jianghu after all. He clapped his hands and stood up, rubbing his hands and saying:

"Ah Hao, this is all a frame-up. How could I send someone to kill Lao Song? He is my good brother!"

"This person must have received money from others, so he wants to accuse me unjustly. You must not believe what they say."

"Where are they now? How about you bring them here and I can confront them face to face."

"Ah Hao, I have always regarded you as my nephew. Knowing the news about your accident, I have asked many people to help you and prepare to rescue you!"

Yao Zaishan kept explaining, and in sharp contrast was the indifferent Song Zihao, with the corners of his mouth turned up, and the dismissive Xiao Ma.

After listening for a while, Brother Ma couldn’t stand it anymore and interrupted:

"Let's bring those two people for a confrontation. I'm afraid if they are brought here, Mr. Yao will immediately become violent and kill them to silence them!"

"Mr. Yao, this is not the first day for everyone to come out and hang out. Is it interesting for you to act like this?"

When Yao Zaishan heard this, he was startled for a moment, then shouted:

"Little Mark, why do you talk like that!"

Then, with a sincere and serious look on his face, he looked at Song Zihao:

"Ah Hao, don't you believe me and think I will harm you?"

Song Zihao smiled bitterly and replied:

"Mr. Yao, to be honest, I really want to believe you, and I really want to believe an elder who I have respected for more than thirty years, but..."

"There is a door!"

Yao Zaishan knew Song Zihao very well. When he heard this, he didn't give him a chance to continue and took over the words:

"I've said it before, those two people wronged me, they were not sent out by me. Ah Hao, is it possible that our decades-long uncle-nephew relationship is no match for a few casual words from outsiders?"

"You trust two outsiders, but you don't trust me either?"

"Ha ha"

At this time, Brother Ma burst out laughing, laughing and clapping his hands:

"It's really wonderful, Mr. Yao. You are really wasting your talent by not telling fortunes but acting. How much money can you make by playing with counterfeit money? I can guarantee that you won't make as much as Mr. Yao by acting."

"Mark, what are you talking about?"

Yao Zaishan didn't have such a good attitude towards Brother Xiao Ma, because he knew very well that this person was not something he could convince, and this person never convinced him and only listened to Song Zihao's words.

"Isn't it clear what I said?"

Brother Xiao Ma suppressed his cynical smile, looked at Yao Zaishan with deep eyes, and said word by word:

"We never said how many killers there were from the beginning to the end. How did Mr. Yao know that there were two killers? If Mr. Yao didn't admit it was fortune telling, then Mr. Yao already knew about it."

"Mr. Yao can still pretend to know nothing about something that is very clear to us. In front of us, he bangs the table and stools, with veins popping out. Can't I still admire his acting skills with such ease?"

you….

Mr. Yao's expression changed drastically and he pointed at Brother Ma, but was speechless for a moment.

He also realized that he had just spilled the beans.

That's right, Song Zihao never said how many killers there were, but he kept clamoring to bring "two people" to confront them face to face.

Isn't this just "not asking for trouble"?

What a mistake. I have been too nervous in recent days and my nerves have never relaxed.

Such a small thing turned out to be a waste.

Yao Zaishan was reflecting on himself, and Song Zihao also spoke at this time:

"Mr. Yao, do you know that whenever you tell a lie, you will rub your hands first?"

"You have never changed this habit in thirty years. "Actually, before you even replied to me, I already knew that you were going to lie to me."

"It's just that I still hold on to hope that the elders I once respected can give me a decent explanation. Even if you tell me directly, you are afraid that I, Song Zihao, will betray you and want to arrest my relatives and force me."

"For the sake of our friendship over the past few decades, I will not pursue this matter again, and we will go our separate ways from now on."

"What a pity. You completely deny that you sent the killer, and you still talk about a confrontation!"

"An elder who is full of lies. Is there any need for a confrontation?"

Song Zihao's words were heartbreaking, and after he finished speaking, he punched the table.

The huge force caused a lot of untouched dishes on the table to spill out, making a mess.

Yao Zaishan saw this and knew that he could no longer quibble. He closed his eyes and took out his cigarette rod, slowly lit it and took a puff.

call…!

The smell of nicotine mixed with tar made Yao Zaishan calm down, and he no longer pretended to be a kind elder, and said calmly:

"Yes, I sent people to kill your father, so what?"

"In our line of work, when you succeed, you are glorious and you are the best among people. When you fail, even just once, you will end up in a tragic end, affecting the people around you. Ah Hao, you have been on the road for so many years, and even this is not enough

Can’t see through?”

"Ha! Forget it, with your brain, it's hard for me to explain such a problem to you. Let's be honest, what do you want to do when you ask me out tonight? Want to avenge your father?"

Brother Xiao Ma couldn't bear to see someone so arrogant in front of him, especially those who dared to insult Song Zihao.

Snap…!

Holding the table with both hands, Brother Ma stood at the end of the table, leaning forward, his eyes full of murderous intent, and cursed:
To be continued...