The internet is about to close.

But Brother Zha came to find him at this critical moment.

If this closing action fails to solve him, many changes will inevitably occur in the future.

Zhong Wenze doesn't like the existence of this uncertainty and is extremely eradicated.

A hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Yunxin, you go upstairs and rest first."

Zhong Wenze looked at Li Yunxin beside him calmly, then looked at Abu: "Please send Yunxin up there."

"good."

Abu captured Zhong Wenze's expression and agreed immediately without saying nonsense.

"Aze..."

Li Yunxin hesitated for a moment. She guessed that something must have happened. After a brief hesitation, she nodded and was very sensible.

"good!"

Zhong Wenze looked at Li Yunxin with soft eyes, reached out and touched her head to signal her to go up.

Watching the two of them go upstairs.

"How many of them came here?"

Zhong Wenze's eyes suddenly became sharp. He reached out and touched the cigarette on the table and lit it. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the second child: "Did the three brothers bring people?"

"It's just the three of them."

The second brother noticed Zhong Wenze's eyes and quickly replied: "Also, he said he would introduce you to a new friend and meet you. He has made an appointment to meet you in the evening."

"New friend?"

Zhong Wenze's brows frowned and he thought for a moment:

"Let them in three minutes."

If this was not the case, Zhong Wenze was going to kill Zha Ge and the other two outside the door.

After saying that.

Looking at Zhou Kehua, the other party immediately came up.

He put it on and said a few words to Zhou Kehua. The latter nodded after hearing this, and called Xiaoliu and others to go down quickly to prepare.

The instructions are simple.

Get ready, give me some instructions and deal with the three brothers of Zha Ge on the spot.

Once Sir's closing action begins, Brother Zha appears here and can only solve it himself.

"Brother Ma, let's stop here tonight."

Zhong Wenze looked at Mark Lee with a smile: "You go down first, too."

"It's a flop!"

Mark Lee took out a match and held it in his mouth, laughing and scolded: "If you have something to do, I, Mark Lee, have become someone? This is not what my friend did."

He sat in his seat without moving, just looking at Zhong Wenze with a smile, and the matches biting in his mouth moved as his tongue moved.

He was the only one among everyone present who knew Zhong Wenze’s undercover identity.

Although he didn't know what happened to Zhong Wenze's actions just now, he naturally guessed something, so he chose to stand in front of Zhong Wenze as soon as possible.

Mark Lee moved his neck, stretched his waist lazily, took out the Bereta whom he carried around his waist, and skillfully pulled out the magazine and checked it, then put it in his waist again:

"It just so happened that I had enough food and drink to move my muscles and bones."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaoma."

Zhong Wenze looked at his firm expression, nodded and said no more.

Three minutes later.

Under the guidance of the second brother, the three Zha brothers pushed the door and guided them to sit down.

Mark Lee sat on the sofa, biting a matchstick in his mouth, and flipping through the magazine in his hand bored.

Zhong Wenze stood in the water bar and brewed two cups of Hong Kong-style milk tea, put it on the coffee table and pushed it in front of Brother Zha, and sat relaxed across from Brother Zha: "Brother Zha, good evening."

"Brother Ze."

Brother Zha smiled and nodded, without any politeness. He pulled the milk tea cup in front of him, stirred it with a spoon and took a sip.

“How is it?”

Zhong Wenze took out the cigarette and lit it, crossed his legs and looked at Brother Zha: "I tell you, I am also professional in making milk tea."

“It tastes so good.”

Brother Zha nodded with conscience and gave Zhong Wenze a thumbs up: "In the future, you can open an ice room by yourself when you retire. The milk tea tastes authentic and the milk flavor ratio is just right."

"I can't tell, Brother Zha is a Yuenan person and knows a lot about the food in Hong Kong."

Zhong Wenze smiled, waved his hand reservedly, and squinted his eyes at the Zha brother who was directly opposite: "I'm visiting myself in the middle of the night. What good things should I find when I'm looking for me?"

"It must be a good thing!"

Brother Zha nodded naturally: "Brother Ze has helped me so much, I must give me some feedback at the right time. How could I keep reaching out to find Brother Ze?"

"oh?"

Zhong Wenze looked at him curiously and said, "Since that's the case, then I have to listen carefully."

He pulled the straw beside him and inserted it into the frozen milk tea. He stirred it slowly, waiting for Brother Zha to see that he was very interested.

Inside and outside the villa.

Zhou Kehua and others had their waists bulging, lurking around with their ears erected and listening to the movements in the living room.

At their waists, the big black star was hitting a big hammer. As long as Zhong Wenze issued the order, they could come out to be the three brothers of the scumbag.

Brother Zha didn't say anything directly, but tilted his head to look at Mark Lee who was focusing on reading magazines: "Don't you sleep at night?"

The meaning is self-evident.

Mark Li glanced at Brother Zha, changed his posture and continued to read the magazine.

"It's so small, the pattern is so small!"

Zhong Wenze couldn't help but shake his head when he looked at Brother Zha: "Brother Zha, do I think so many things are all traded by me?"

"Hahaha..."

Brother Zha was stunned when he heard this, then raised his head and laughed: "Don't I care about Brother Ma?"

He didn't want Mark Lee to hear what was going on.

But Zhong Wenze said this and has already expressed his position.

Brother Zha briefly considered the language and put up his own topic: "That's right. Brother Ze has already taken Baishawan Pier in his hand now? I'm sending it to you."

"hehe."

Zhong Wenze smiled and took a sip of the straw: "Brother Zha is also very informative."

"That's sure, Brother Ze's movements are so fast that I admire him."

Brother Zha smiled and waved his hand, leaned forward, and looked straight at Zhong Wenze: "As soon as I heard that you controlled Baishawan Pier, I rushed over and gave you a big gift."

Zhong Wenze nodded: "You said."

"Are you interested in getting another US dollar?"

Brother Zha’s eyes were locked on Zhong Wenze’s face: “Counterfeit money can be regarded as your old job, and I have contacted this channel again.”

"Counterfeit banknotes?"

Zhong Wenze's eyes shrank slightly and he said calmly: "Henglian's counterfeit banknotes have been made by Brother Hao and Brother Ma, and now someone has made them again?"

Mark Lee also put down the magazine in his hand, tilted his head to look at Brother Zha, showing interest.

“That’s how it is.”

When Brother Zha saw that they were both interested, he knew that this matter was a playful thing, and his speech speed was even faster: "I have not been idle these days when I was in the workshop, and I have been trying to contact new sales channels abroad."

"The result was really contacted by me. These people are all very well-known."

"oh?"

Zhong Wenze blew up the ashes and said curiously: "Continue."

"They are basically local snakes in their country. They have just integrated the market of Bai F and there is a lot of demand. Recently, they have been inquiring out and they have been in touch after a while."

Brother Zha started talking excitedly, but was interrupted by Zhong Wenze rudely.

"A big drug lord?"

The three words Zhong Wenze simplified him, pushed the milk tea cup in front of him to the side, folded his fingers together and supported his knees, and said in a playful tone: "Isn't this part your business? Are you asking me to fight for business with you?"
To be continued...