Movie: from the Beginning of Winning the Commander

"As a result, the eight-faced Buddha used mercenaries to save his children.

Then, when I died, Shunyi died too."

Seeing that Ma Haotian turned his head and looked at himself with questioning eyes, Su Jianqiu panicked, pointed at Zhang Ziwei and said excitedly, "I'll tell you what you say, don't stir up differences, you tell me clearly, who is calling?"

Su Jianqiu wanted to shoot Zhang Ziwei to death now, but he couldn't, because once he shot, it would prove that what the other party said was right.

He couldn't kill Ma Haotian easily, could he?

Hmm...it's not impossible to think about it.

Zhang Ziwei looked at Su Jianqiu, who was being held by Ma Haotian, and shrugged: "Actually, I don't know, it was my wife who told me... Oh, yes, I'm already married, the daughter of the Eight-faced Buddha. "

In an instant.

The whole scene went quiet.

Ma Haotian and Su Jianqiu looked at Zhang Ziwei in astonishment.

Who would have thought that a former colleague would actually marry the daughter of the Eight-faced Buddha, and the legendary story would not dare to be written like that.

In other words, he is really working for the Eight-faced Buddha, but the key is that he just broke out such a big melon, which is enough to show that the person who betrayed them was... Su Jianqiu! "What are you talking about? "

Zhang Ziwei laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes: "If you don't know what I'm talking about, it doesn't matter, anyway... I've said what I have to say, and I have seen your attitude. If we meet again, the atmosphere may not be so warm, hahahahaha."

Turn around and go.

"You speak clearly."

Su Jianqiu saw murderous intent in his eyes, and was about to raise his gun, when suddenly he felt his arm sink, but Ma Haotian held him down, he raised his head, but found that the other party was not looking at him, but looked at Zhang Ziwei's back, and shouted. : "Awei."

Zhang Ziwei suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Awei is already dead, so you picked an idol."

"Duan Kun, I'm ready to eat.

Jesus couldn't keep him, I said!"

Ma Haotian was stunned, watching Zhang Ziwei leave and disappeared from his sight.

One case, two choices, three different destinies, who knows, there is actually such a secret in it.

Zhang Ziwei came out of the container.

suddenly.

There was applause.

Papapa

The three hundred and seventieth chapter of the son-in-law's counterattack [3]

There are thousands of thoughts in Zhang Ziwei's mind. Tonight's recollection of the old days has made him firm up the idea in his heart. What kind of shit brotherhood is completely vulnerable in the face of reality.

Everyone is selfish.

At first.

Su Jianqiu didn't want to carry out the mission, so he betrayed the whole operation, without thinking about what kind of consequences he would bring.

Tonight, he even wanted to kill himself. Zhang Ziwei, who died once, was very sensitive to murderous intentions. He could feel Su Jianqiu's murderous intentions towards him.

Moreover, more than once! The one who was chosen to survive at the beginning... was him, but when we meet again, he actually wants to kill himself! It's ridiculous.

Although Ma Haotian did not reveal murderous intentions, it was only because he chose Su Jianqiu and gave up on himself, and felt ashamed of himself in his heart.

When he knew that he was married to Maina and was now working for the Eight-faced Buddha, he clearly felt that the other party looked at him differently.

However, he didn't know that if he hadn't been attached to Mena, he would never have survived! Taking out his mobile phone, he sent a text message with only two words.

"Hands on."

...Suddenly hearing the applause, Zhang Ziwei was taken aback.

When he turned his head, he saw a flat-headed man looking at him with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang's last two sentences are very domineering. I personally appreciate it very much. My boss wants to chat with you."

Zhang Ziwei glanced at him suspiciously: "Who is your boss?"

Xiao Fu didn't answer, just made a gesture of please.

Following the direction of the opponent's finger, Zhang Ziwei realized that a calm black sedan was parked on the side of the road.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally opened the door and sat in.

back seat.

A man sat quietly in his seat and saw Zhang Ziwei come in. Before he could speak, he heard Zhang Ziwei say: "If you have something to say, say it, I'll...have something else."

Is this a showdown for myself? Wang Fa glanced at Zhang Ziwei, and paused for a moment at the scar on his face: "Are you going to attend your elder brother's cremation ceremony?"

Zhang Ziwei suddenly turned his head and stared at Wang Fa.

Who is the other party and why does it know this.... I just arrived in Xiangjiang not long ago, but looking at the other party's expression, it seems that I know myself very well and know a lot of things about myself.

"Don't look at me like this, we are not enemies, on the contrary, maybe we can be allies."

Zhang Ziwei put away the shock in his heart and said, "I don't even know who you are, and you are still an ally."

"Loyalty, Wang Fa."

It was a mixed society.

No! If he was just a member of the club, why would he know such a secret thing? Even the policeman didn't know that he was still alive and became the son-in-law of the Eight-faced Buddha.

Regarding... Wang Fa knew about his own affairs, Zhang Ziwei, but he did not ask directly, because then he would be passive.

Faithful, loyal and righteous king, look back for someone.

"Well, people who have died once are... much calmer than others."

Zhang Ziwei's heart skipped a beat, and the other party followed one sentence after another. It was like a thunderbolt, and it exploded in his ear.

He was almost certain that the person in front of him knew him very well, and he might even have a copy of his file from birth to the present.

However, why did the other party want to investigate himself "why have you thought about taking over the stall of the Eight-faced Buddha?"

"who are you!"

Zhang Ziwei's eyes were like knives, staring at Wang Fa.

This feeling of being seen to the bottom at a glance made him very uncomfortable and very insecure.

Wang Fa met the other party's eyes and smiled slightly: "I already told you, you can check it yourself later, but since you asked again, then I can give you another answer, I am a businessman, Also an investor, I think you have great potential and want to invest in you."

"..."

Lakeside.

On a table covered with yellow cloth, various things needed for the funeral were placed.

Beside it, there was a wooden platform, and a black-haired body, except for the beard, was lying on it, and there was a straw mat under it.

The scriptures recited by two monks to save the dead.

Three men and one woman stood aside, clasped their hands together, and watched all this with a solemn expression.

With the end of the monk's overcoming ceremony, it was the family's turn to bid farewell to the body. Mena walked over with tears in her eyes, and Zhang Ziwei, as her husband, naturally followed behind.

only.

Before he could get close, he was stopped by someone in a rude way: "The one who killed the big brother... Why is Duan Kun still alive? You are really worse than a waste."

Saying that, he punched Zhang Ziwei in the face.

The latter did not dodge or dodge, and received the punch abruptly.

"Third Brother."

Mena, who was saying goodbye to the body, saw her husband being beaten, and immediately.

He stepped forward and pushed the opponent away, protecting him in front of Zhang Ziwei like a hen.

Cao! The third brother shouted, and his heart was full of anger.

Unexpectedly, the follower who had been by his side since childhood would actually push his brother for a man, and he became more and more unhappy with... Zhang Ziwei.

Mad, don't let me find a chance, or I'll kill you, a man from Hong Kong! Another man with a beard, an unusually strong man with an amulet around his neck, came out and came to Zhang Ziwei, his eyes gloomy. Looking at him: "I saw that... the clerk who arrested Duan Kun, is... your brother back then, did you betray us?"

Uncle Cao! I have been with you for five years, and I still don’t believe in myself. Do I want to dig out my heart and show you? Zhang Ziwei took the arm of Mena who was in front of him and dragged him to him Next to him, he fixedly looked into the eyes of the other party, and his murderous intention was complete: "I'm coming back this time to kill them."

"Then why didn't you kill him then?"

Zhang Ziwei glanced at the third brother, hiding the contempt in his eyes: "I did it, but I didn't hit it, there were too many people at that time, we couldn't expose it.

This is Xiangjiang, not Peptide Country, and it is not good for us to make too much noise."

at this time.

The sound of the engine came from the shore.

Everyone looked back, but it was the eight-faced Buddha.

Several people greeted him.

"dad."

"dad."

Although the eight-faced Buddha didn't get out of the car and didn't even open the car window, several children still walked over, put their hands together, and greeted respectfully.

Zhang Ziwei stepped out of the crowd, walked to the car, put his hands together: "I'm sorry... Dad, Duan Kun was taken away by the police.

However, I can get him out."

After a while of silence, I heard a voice from the car: "Ignition."

Flames are burning.

The body of the eldest son of the eight-faced Buddha was swallowed by the fire and turned into a pile of ashes.

"You caught that... the poor guy's wife and child. You did a good job. I asked Master Zannian to do something for my son. It's tomorrow night, so you know what to do."

Zhang Ziwei froze in his heart.

The eight-faced Buddha actually knew that he had arrested Su Jianqiu's wife and children. It seemed that the other party never believed in him.

A light flashed in his eyes, remembering the conversation with Wang Fa in the car, his hands fit again: "I know, Dad."