"I have a proposal."

Facing the muzzles of the surrounding dark holes, He Xie smiled as if he had never seen it.

Zhang Ziwei turned around and looked at He Xie, his gloomy face showed a bit of surprise for the first time.

There are really not many people in this world who can face the muzzle of a gun and remain indifferent.

"You can let them keep pointing guns at me." He Xie looked at Zhang Ziwei and smiled lightly.

He stretched out a finger, waved it gently, and continued: "But so far, this is the greatest tolerance I have given you."

In the face of talents, He Xie has always been more tolerant.

But Zhang Ziwei didn't think so, he felt that He Xie was so crazy.

Who is leading the situation now, is this person completely confused about the situation?

He smiled, a little bit grimly: "Do you think that with Mr. Yan standing behind me, I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

What a joke!

He was planning to die on Hong Kong Island this time!

He is not even afraid of death, why is he afraid of Mr. Yan?

He Xie sighed in his heart, it seems that this Zhang Ziwei has not turned his head in the past few days.

This guy is quite...

However, the axis is good, the axis person, the idea is positive, generally does not show one set behind the other, this is the best quality of the subordinate.

"What is the purpose of your coming?" Zhang Ziwei asked coldly.

"Kill people, save people." He Xie said.

"Who to kill? Who to save?" Zhang Ziwei asked again.

"Kill the people who should be killed, save the people who should be saved." He Xie said with a smile.

"Are you kidding me?" Zhang Ziwei laughed again.

He suddenly took out his gun and put the muzzle against He Xie's head: "Hey, I'll only ask you one more time, if you don't tell me, I'll shoot you in the head!"

He stared into He Xie's eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Who to kill? Who to save?"

Whoa!

The next moment, Zhang Ziwei's eyes flashed and his hands lightened. Before he could react, He Xie moved.

He only saw a flash of figures, and the four henchmen he had arranged in the cabin fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Ziwei was horrified, he turned around abruptly, and saw He Xie sitting in the chair behind, playing with his gun, looking at him with a half-smile.

Cold sweat soaked Zhang Ziwei's body instantly.

what is this…

He was a little dazed, only to feel a cold air rushing through his body from his tailbone in an instant.

"You should respect my proposal the most," He Xie pointed at Zhang Ziwei with a gun, "Tell me, how will it end when it's like this?"

Zhang Ziwei's body was stiff, but he still stared at He Xie blankly.

dong dong dong!

He Xie knocked on the table and said a little impatiently: "How did it end, ah?"

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Ziwei asked, his tone was much weaker.

"Why didn't you ask so well just now?" He Xie asked back, "I have to make the sword drawn, now it's alright, I'll tear my face off? You said I shot you to death now, can you pay for it? Ah? It's hard work. After some planning, you will die before you even start, and you say that you are wronged or not? Sorry or not?"

Zhang Ziwei: "…"

boom!

He Xie slammed the table and shouted, "Speak!"

"..." Zhang Ziwei looked at He Xie, he felt that this person was a little abnormal.

"I'm going to work hard," he said to He Xie, "someone wants to get involved, what do you think I should do?"

"Oh, do I have to tell you, welcome, that's it!" Zhang Ziwei shouted at the end.

He is the most inexplicable and the most embarrassed one!

He just wanted to die in a proper place, and then Mr. Yan appeared out of nowhere and didn't know what to do. Of course, he had to ask clearly.

"Then are you happy now?" He Xie sneered, "Come on, tell me your last words, how do you feel about dying before you graduate?"

Zhang Ziwei closed his mouth again.

Snapped.

He Xie put down the gun and pointed to the opposite side: "Sit down."

After waiting for a while, He Xie squinted and sneered: "Don't you dare? How about the courage to draw a gun at me?"

Only then did Zhang Ziwei calm his face and sat opposite He Xie.

"I don't care what tricks you want to play," he said to He Xie, "I don't want to play with you! Either kill me or let me go!"

He Xie looked at him strangely and said, "Have you ever thought about the possibility that Mr. Yan also wanted to kill the Eight-faced Buddha, so he took advantage of you and wanted to cooperate with you?"

"I thought about it." Zhang Ziwei said solemnly, "I thought about it since he didn't stop me from killing Sander."

Sand, is the eldest son of the eight-faced Buddha.

"But it's more likely that Mr. Yan just wants to take back the rights that originally belonged to him." Zhang Ziwei looked at He Xie, "They are brothers, brothers, if you say he wants to kill, I will believe it?"

"We have different goals, so we don't have to talk about it!" he said.

"Then you're not afraid that you won't cooperate, so Mr. Yan will simply inform the Eight-faced Buddha?" He Xie asked again.

"Will he do it?" Zhang Ziwei sneered, "He wants me and the Eight-faced Buddha to fight to the death on Hong Kong Island, so that it will not affect the stability of the Golden Triangle, but also allow him to take the opportunity to take advantage of the gesture. Why does he want to inform?"

"But I'm afraid he will ruin my affairs at the last moment!" Zhang Ziwei stared at He Xie, "You dare to say that you were not sent by him to save the life of the Eight-faced Buddha at the end?"

"You still think through it..." He Xie laughed, the information was not equal, he saved others by himself, coupled with his stubborn personality, he was too vigilant, Zhang Ziwei was wrong if he thought so, but this kind of person is often easy to put simple complicate things.

This is like when you go to work, you obviously have acquaintances, and you make a phone call to help you for a few minutes, but you would rather run around for three or five days to get things done by yourself, rather than make the call. And when you're done, you still feel at ease.

In fact, when you make a phone call, you don't necessarily have to go through the back door, it just saves you from running the wrong way and simplifies the procedure a little...

Zhang Ziwei is such a person~lightnovelpub.net~ He Xie thought about it and said, "In this way, I will help you kill the whole family of the Eight-faced Buddha. Is it sincere enough?"

Zhang Ziwei was stunned for a while, and he became suspicious.

"You..." He looked at He Xie, "Mr. Yan really wants to kill his own younger brother's family?"

"I want to kill." He Xie smiled.

"You're not from Mr. Yan?" Zhang Ziwei was even more surprised.

"Have I said that?" He Xie asked back.

Zhang Ziwei was stunned for a long time and said, "Then who are you?"

"My surname is He Mingxie," He Xie said with a smile, "You can call me, Master He."

The muscles on Zhang Ziwei's face twitched a few times, and he kept his mouth shut without spitting it out.

"Why did you kill the eight-faced Buddha?" he asked.

"Does it have to be a reason?" He Xie asked.

Zhang Ziwei looked at him silently.

"His hairstyle is too ugly, like Einstein." He Xie thought for a while, "What's the reason for this?"

Zhang Ziwei was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he couldn't help laughing.

He laughed so hard that tears came down.

"Master He! You really are Master He!" He gave a thumbs-up, wiped his tears, and said breathlessly, "That's a good reason! I've seen his hair unhappy for a long time!"