Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 11 I have my own principles!
Song Zihao drove all the way to Longhu Mountain in the west, parked the car beside the road around the mountain, and took out the medicine box to help Mark and Feinan take medicine.

Feinan's injury was much less serious than Mark's. Tan Cheng probably hated Mark very much, and the thugs with the guy were arranged to beat Mark, while Feinan received more punches.

Taking out a cigarette from Song Zihao's jacket pocket, Feinan lit one and stuffed it into Mark's mouth. Mark took a puff and couldn't help coughing twice.

Song Zihao took gauze and tape and helped him bandage the wound. Mark didn't seem to feel any pain, and just looked at the brightly lit urban area of ​​Hong Kong Island.

"I didn't expect the night view of Xianggang to be so beautiful..." He leaned his head on the front of the taxi and lowered his eyes: "It's not worth it to lose such a beautiful thing all of a sudden!"

Song Zihao put down the gauze in his hand and looked in the direction he was looking, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother Hao." Mark sat up straight with effort, and said earnestly, "Let's start from the beginning."

"After finishing the last vote, leave Xianggang beautifully."

Song Zihao sighed in embarrassment: "Mark..."

Mark interrupted him: "In the past, we were born and died, and we were never afraid. Will we be afraid of Ah Cheng this time?"

Song Zihao shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't force me, I won't do it anymore..."

Mark just stares at him, eyes full of disappointment, unwillingness and a hint of anger.

Seeing his eyes, Song Zihao lowered his head deeply, and after a while, he looked up at him and said: "The things in the past are already in the past..."

"No past! I'm not dead!" Mark exclaimed.

Seeing his stubbornness, Song Zihao also felt angry: "I let you do it ten times! One hundred times! So what? I let you kill Ah Cheng! So what?"

He stood up angrily.

Mark stared at him, and slowly stood up while supporting himself.

Song Zihao looked at him and said disappointedly: "I have already lost a younger brother! I don't want to lose your friend again!"

Mark doesn't say a word, just stares at him.

Song Zihao grabbed his shoulder with all his might, and said earnestly, "Mark! Wake up, okay?"

"Stop it!" Mark opened his hand: "I don't want you to pity me!"

Mark was surrounded by anger, he limped to the side like a wounded lone wolf.

"You don't owe me anything!" Mark turned his back to him and stood up straight: "I never force a friend to do something he doesn't want to do!"

"I have my own principles!" Mark turned around abruptly, pointing at himself and yelling, "I don't want to be stepped on for the rest of my life!"

Looking at Song Zihao, Mark's eyes were full of disappointment: "Do you think I like begging with others?"

"I have been unlucky for three years, just waiting for an opportunity! I want to fight for my breath! I don't want to prove that I am great! I just want to tell others! I must get back what I lost!"

He stared at Song Zihao, walked up to him with a limp, put his arms around the back of his neck, and said angrily, "What do you think you look like? What do you think you look like? When you are a bad person, you will tell others Cursed, when you are a good person, you will be followed even if you take two steps!"

"Have you ever fought for a chance? You haven't, you haven't!"

He looked into Song Zihao's eyes, trying to find even a trace of anger and unwillingness, but there was none.

Mark said disappointedly: "I don't want to be like you..."

He took a step back and walked backwards.

"Mark!" Song Zihao wanted to catch him, but he slapped his hands away.

Mark turned away and walked down the ring road.

The night was like ink, and soon engulfed him.

Song Zihao squatted down in pain, grabbing his hair with both hands.

Suddenly, a lit cigarette appeared in front of him: "Brother Hao, don't pull it, you will be bald if you pull it again."

Looking up, he saw Feinan's swollen nose and smiling face.

"Don't worry, Brother Hao." Feinan looked up to the sky and took a puff of smoke: "I'll help Brother Mark, and nothing will happen to him."

"Nonsense!" Song Zihao scolded.

He seemed to feel that his words were a bit heavy, so his tone softened.

"Anan, don't meddle in this matter, it has nothing to do with you." Song Zihao said with a frown.

Feinan pointed to his bruised and swollen face: "Is it okay?"

"Anan!" Song Zihao's tone was a little higher: "You can't beat them, and Mark can't beat them. You are a good boy and you will have a bright future in the future. Don't go astray because of us. There is no turning back."

"Then watch Brother Mark die alone?"

Song Zihao didn't speak, and was silent for a moment, his eyes became firm: "I won't let Mark die alone."

He stood up slowly, as if a force had burst out of his body.

"Ajie is right, all of this is because of me." Song Zihao stood up straight, but his eyes were extremely sad: "Because of me, Dad died, because of me, Mark was limped, and now because of me, Ajie He was also shot, and his life or death is unknown."

"I tried and worked hard, but I can't come back..." Song Zihao looked at Fei Nan and said seriously: "A Nan, you are different from us, you still have a chance, remember what we said when we first met?" ? You want to be a good person."

Feinan looked at him, but was speechless for a moment.

Looking at the night view of Hong Kong Island, Song Zihao murmured: "I have owed too many people, and the only thing I can repay is my life."

"Brother Hao..." Feinan took a step forward.

Smiling and shaking his head, Song Zihao adjusted himself and patted Feinan on the shoulder: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

The window glass was smashed by Tan Cheng's thugs, and the cool sea breeze blew on Feinan's cheek. He looked out the window and said nothing more.

Song Zihao had already made up his mind, it would be useless to talk more.

After driving all the way to Kowloon Walled City, Song Zihao stopped the car.

Feinan opened the car door and got out of the car.

"A'nan!" Song Zihao suddenly stopped him.

Feinan turned around to look, but saw Song Zihao bypassing the car, walked up to him, and took out an envelope from his pocket.

"Anan, here is 5 Hong Kong dollars. I originally wanted to pay Ajie's surgery fee. I don't need it for the time being. You can take it!"

"Brother Hao..." Fei Nan was about to refuse, but Song Zihao interrupted him and stuffed the envelope into his hand.

"Uncle Jian, I won't go back again, I don't want to cause them any more trouble. Don't go either, you can use the money to start a small business and live a good life, and you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself in Xianggang. "

After patting his hand, Song Zihao took one last look at him, turned around, got in the car and left.

Watching him leave, Feinan had complicated eyes. After a while, he put away the envelope and walked to his cousin's house.

It was already late at night, but the lights in my cousin's house were still on. My cousin was lying on the recliner, shaking his fan while waiting for Feinan to come back.

Seeing Feinan come in with blood all over his body, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, his cousin was startled, and hurriedly got up and asked, "What's the matter? Was someone robbed?"

"No." Feinan shook his head and explained vaguely, "Something happened..."

"What happened?" Aunt Biao was also woken up, and got up in shock.

"It's nothing." Feinan thought for a while and explained, "A colleague's enemy came to our door and beat us up. We were all beaten up."

"It's really not worrying, such a big person doesn't know how to protect himself, he should be beaten to death!" Aunt Biao cursed, but her subordinates were not slow at all, quickly washed out a towel, and wiped Feinan's face Blood stains on face and neck.

The cousin complained from the side: "Ah Jian's place is full of people who have been in prison. I have long said that something will happen sooner or later..."

"I'm fine, it's just a minor injury." Feinan said with a smile holding back the pain.

After wiping off the blood on her body, the cousin asked Fei Nan to take off the dirty clothes, and she took them to wash.

"Go to bed!" my aunt scolded.

Feinan also felt sore all over and was exhausted. He told his cousin and went to bed.

Ah Hua slept like a dead pig and didn't hear anything at all.

Feinan grinned and lay down on the bed, heaving a long sigh of relief.

Putting the envelope under the pillow, Feinan looked at the system to remind him that the training task to earn 1 yuan was completed.

Ding!
The experience task has been completed, and the reward item will be randomly rewarded*1.

It was a random reward?
Feinan was so tired that his eyelids started to twitch.

Let's get this reward tomorrow!
After falling asleep, Feinan didn't wake up until the next morning.

Shaking his drowsy head, Feinan wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved his arms, he couldn't help but groaned.

He only felt that the muscles all over his body were throbbing.

Enduring the pain, he sat up and moved to the outer room. When his cousin heard the movement, he put down the newspaper and asked, "Are you awake? There is porridge in the pot, go and eat some."

Feinan took off the lid of the pot, and there was a bowl of porridge and a small plate, which contained two fried eggs and a few pieces of char siu.

Aunt Biao has spent a lot of money!

Feinan took out the meal, grinned and sat down at the small table to eat.

"I called Ah Jian, and he said he would give you a few days off and rest at home." My cousin said, "You should rest at home for a few days to recover from your injuries, and stop running around."

Feinan didn't respond.

The cousin looked at him, sighed, picked up the newspaper again, and blocked it in front of him: "You are old, I can't control you, I can only remind you that you have to think about the consequences before doing anything."

Feinan hummed: "I'm sensible."

After eating, Feinan went back to the bed and took out the envelope.

He took out ten thousand and put the rest in front of his uncle.

"I don't need you to give me money!" The uncle opened the envelope and glanced at it, a little angry, and pushed the envelope back hard.

Feinan grinned: "You save it for me first, it's not convenient for me to carry so much money."

Then the cousin mumbled and took the envelope and went to the back room to put it aside.

There was nothing he could do to help, so Feinan went back to bed to rest.

By the way, he hasn't received the reward for the experience mission yesterday, so he focused his attention on the system interface.

Are random item rewards drawn?

In front of Feinan's eyes, a nebula composed of light blue electric lights appeared, each thread of electric lights was connected to a light spot, densely packed with hundreds of millions of light spots, it was inexplicably shocking.

Feinan collected himself and chose yes with his thoughts.

Fetching for you.

The light spots in the nebula flickered, as if they were breathing, and soon, a light spot became brighter.

Ding!
Congratulations on obtaining the universal identity card*1.

(End of this chapter)