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Pony raised his head, his eyes becoming cold.

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But Song Zihao shook his head, interrupting the other party's lofty sentiments.

"Xiao Ma, our time has passed, and you can't fight against Tan Cheng. I have thought a lot about these three years of prison life. Fighting and killing are no longer suitable for us. Besides, my father is also dead, and my brother I'm a policeman again, I just want to live an ordinary life."

Although Xiao Ma heard Song Zihao say this when he was in the bar, he didn't take it to heart.

Now when he heard this sentence from the other party's mouth, he was shaken for a moment.

He couldn't believe that just three years in prison had worn away all the courage of a true and passionate man, and turned him into an ordinary person who was willing to return to the ordinary.

So his cold eyes became cold again, and he lowered his head to hide the disappointment on his face.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he was suffering from the failure of his three-year wait, or from the pain of discovering that his friend's personality had changed.

Obviously, Song Zihao like this is already drifting away from him, and it is foreseeable that one day, the two of them will become strangers, and they will never be able to return to what they were three years ago.

So he tried hard again to pull his hand out of the other person's palm. This time it was easy because the Song Zihao standing in front of him was no longer the big brother-like Song Zihao in his memory.

After taking out his palm, Xiao Ma turned around to prevent the other party from seeing the tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Then he leaned forward and leaned his upper body out of the fence. The tears that had just flowed out of the corners of his eyes instantly fell into the water of Victoria Harbor due to his movement.

"Brother Hao, look, those bustling high-rise buildings were not built three years ago. Change quickly!"

Song Zihao was still immersed in what his younger brother Song Zijie had just said, and for a moment he didn't notice Xiao Ma's subtle psychology.

When he heard the other party's words, he raised his head and looked at the tall buildings opposite.

"Yes, but the places we played in were not bad either."

Song Zihao thought that the other party was just reminiscing about old times. He was wondering whether to persuade the other party based on his past possessions, but Xiao Ma spoke first.

"I really can't bear to have such a bad thing, just say it's gone, and it's gone. I once had so much, but it disappeared like smoke in the blink of an eye."

At this time, a gust of sea breeze blew over, and Xiao Ma tightened his tattered overalls.

"I must get back what I lost with my own hands. We defeated the company in the first place. I won't just let Tan Cheng take it away. No one in this world can owe a debt without paying it back."

When Song Zihao heard this, he sighed in his heart. He stepped forward and leaned side by side with Xiao Ma.

"Pony, give up, times have changed, it's not too late to stop now!"

Xiao Ma turned his head to prevent the other party from seeing the tears in his eyes.

"It's too late, me"

Xiao Ma couldn't help but choked up, and then he instantly restrained his emotions, because he suddenly thought that since Song Zihao wanted to be a good person, if he continued to talk, he would only make the other party suffer.

He doesn't want or want to involve his friends and force them to do things they don't want to do. This was the case before and it is still the case now.

"Brother Hao, I have work in the evening. It's getting late now. From next time on, we'll have to meet less often. No, it's best not to meet. It's better for everyone."

As he spoke, Xiao Ma laughed, but his eyes reflected bright light in the night, crystal clear.

"pony!"

Song Zihao instinctively wanted to hold the other person, but because Xiao Ma had already turned around when he spoke, his hand was empty. Only the sea breeze blew through his hand, not a single bit was caught, and his palm was empty.

Hearing his words, Xiao Ma paused, but soon, he limped away with his back to Song Zihao.

Looking at the other person's back, Song Zihao suddenly felt his heart contracting, as if something bad was about to happen.

He closed his eyes in pain, then squatted down with his back against the fence, hiding himself in the darkness.

After entering the underworld, can it really be so easy to escape? He didn't know, and he didn't want to think about it for the time being.

At this time, something said by an old man I met in prison came to mind.

If you choose the wrong road, no matter how you go, even if you run, if you don't look back, it will never be right.

Song Zihao's guess was correct. He thought that since he had been in office three years ago, he would not fight or rob or have contact with people in the company after he came back, and he would be able to stay away from political affairs from now on. But obviously, someone wasn't going to let him get what he wanted.

No, just when he was going to work, someone came to his door and invited him to get together.

"Brother Hao, why didn't you tell your brothers when you came back? I'll go directly to pick you up. Tonight at the Peninsula Hotel, I'll call all my uncles and some old friends in the gang to pick you up. "

Tan Cheng picked up a bottle of Remy Martin and poured two glasses, then picked up a glass and handed it to the other party, talking and laughing.

Song Zihao smiled, but did not take the drink from the other person's hand.

When Tan Cheng saw this, his expression remained unchanged. He drank the wine in the quilt and threw the cup aside casually.

"Brother Hao, if you and Brother Xiao Ma hadn't taken care of me before, and it was you who lured the police away in Taiwan last time, I would have kept these in my heart. This cup is my thank you. It can be said that without your help, I wouldn’t have what Tan Cheng has achieved now.”

"A Cheng, you are where you are today because of yourself, and it has nothing to do with us."

Song Zihao shook his head and did not take any credit.

"What skills do I have, and I learned all my skills from you. Besides, if Brother Ma hadn't taken the initiative to give up my position, my uncles wouldn't have let me sit in this position, right, Xiao Ma!"

Tan Cheng smiled reservedly, then raised his chin and looked at Xiao Ma, who was sitting silently next to him.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he turned to look at Song Zihao again: "Brother Hao, the development of the company cannot be separated from you. It will be great if you come back. I will gather the people in the company in a few days and announce that you will be our boss. As for The way to sell U.S. dollars is left to Xiaoma."

When Song Zihao heard his words, his face was a little surprised and he looked up.

"If you don't want to be the boss, you don't want the US dollar business?"

He didn't really yearn for the position of boss, but he couldn't figure out Tan Cheng's purpose for a while, so he asked.

"Haha, Brother Hao, you haven't been here for the past few years, so you don't know the market in Hong Kong Island. When you take over my position, I will be free to take charge of the white noodle business. You don't know, Hong Kong Island has been in the white noodle market recently. , there is a big gap.”