Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 111 Chapter 110: The Hero Comes to an End ([-])

(Here comes the warning, I need to change a few paragraphs, the update is unchanged, just a small change.)
"Ha ha."

When Xie Zhen heard Fen Ma mention his godfather, he immediately burst out laughing.

"If your godfather knew that your brothers are so filial, he would definitely not go looking for you in his dreams."

"But you are really filial. You poisoned Jin Suan to death, and turned Jin Suan's wife, your godmother, into your wife. Fanma, you really have a way."

"Your elder brother still knows how to dress your godfather in mourning, but you held the wedding on the day of the funeral. It's really screwed up!"

"Gold Abacus gave you a bowl of rice when you two brothers were starving to death, so that you can do it?"

"What a set!"

Xie Zhen threw the big-brimmed hat on the table, wiped the corners of his eyes, and wiped away the tears from laughing.

The pink horse's face immediately turned red. All his life, he had been taboo against mentioning his godfather.

Da Shuihou was dissatisfied with his godfather, and gave their brothers two choices, either die together, or kill Jin Suansu.

If people are not for themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth.

Of course I can't give up my brother's life, I can only wrong my godfather to reincarnate!

"Xie Zhen, I know you have long disliked me, and this accident was probably caused by you."

"If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

'If my fanma says no, I was born by you, and I will call you Laodou. '

"Push your mother!"

Fen Ma stretched out her hand and swept the big-brimmed hat on the table to the ground. She wanted to stand up and have a martial arts fight with Xie Zhen, but she was bound by the chain behind the chair and couldn't move at all.

"Don't get excited, even in terms of punches, you may not be my opponent."

"Do you still remember the fight in Lijing? Ten of you, didn't you get beaten back by four of you?"

"However, I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to marry a woman from the He family, and it's very likely that I wouldn't be in this position."

Xie Zhen picked up the big-brimmed hat on the ground, patted the dust on it, and reassured the fan horse opposite.

After struggling for a few times, Fanma saw that he couldn't do anything about the iron chain behind him, so he could only give up, snorted coldly, and said, "You can only fancy that woman, and the mixed race failed very badly."

"If it wasn't for your uncle to say hello and let us be a hero to save the beauty, who would have molested her."

"Boss, it was more than five years ago. I provoked the ghost, and even the king of heaven and I couldn't save him, so I was directly targeted."

"Damn it, those ten are red sticks, let alone the four of you, even if there are forty, none of you can beat them."

"You really have a good uncle. He drove the car and paved the way for you with all his heart. In the end, he was afraid that your life would not be good, so he gave you all his self-combed girls."

"What a blessing!"

Self-combing girl, a profession that is slowly disappearing in Xiangjiang.

In ancient times, unmarried women would wear a long braid and hang it behind their backs. When they got married, their mothers or female elders would tie the braids into a ball and stick them to the back of their heads, which is called a bun.

Women who are determined not to marry need to perform certain rituals to tie their buns by themselves, which is called "self-combing".

In the early years of the Republic of China, the entire silk industry in China collapsed, and self-combing girls could not make a living, so some people went to Hong Kong to work as self-combing maids, that is, mother sisters.

Now only in wealthy families can you see self-combing girls, but they are all very old, and their status in the family is also very high, and they are also a symbol of the rich and powerful families in Xiangjiang.

Xie Zhen also has a sister in his family. It was his uncle Yao Mu who saw that he was not in good health since he was a child, so he begged to take care of his sister, so Xie Zhen went to take care of her.

You know, when Yao Mu was angry, no one dared to disturb him, only this mother dared to force him to take medicine and eat.

"Yes! My life is so good!"

Xie Zhen is 45 years old this year. Whether it is before or after the reorganization, he is the youngest person to be the director of operations.

But Yao Mu passed away ten years ago.

If one of your relatives dies while others are still alive, you will feel that this death is a huge catastrophe.

And if the relatives around you die one after another within a year, you will slowly become numb.

For a long time, watching people around you die one by one in various ways, you find that no one can stay by your side.

At this time, you will have another view on death.

Xie Zhen was in this period of time. His father-in-law, father, uncle, and close relatives all left one after another, and he also reached the most lonely and helpless time.

The room suddenly fell silent, both of them were thinking about their own thoughts, only the rattle of the chains.

"Fan Ma, your life is not bad, your elder brother Zhi Ma has tried his best to protect you."

"All the presents have been sent to you, the governor of Hong Kong. Today I also received a call from Brother Yi, asking me what should I do with you."

After mourning for a few minutes, Xie Zhen put his hat on the chair next to him, and spoke to Fanma calmly.

The pink horse's dead eyes once again burst out with a different expression, hope for life.

For the crime he committed, shooting him ten times would be enough.

There are tens of thousands of drug lords who died at his hands, and it is impossible to count because of his torn apart family.

In order to take a bite, they sold everything in the family, and even sold their wives and daughters into the prostitutes in the malan.

The water of the East China Sea is not enough to wash its dirt.

The bamboos in Nanshan are not enough to write about its evil.

God and man are indignant together, but heaven and earth cannot tolerate it!

I am dead!
In fact, he knew in his heart that no matter whether he signed the confession or not, he would be dead, and all he was doing now was to see if there was a chance of survival.

Unexpectedly, this glimmer of life really came.

When Lu Le ran away, his elder brother said that Xiangjiang couldn't stay any longer and that he was going to Malaysia to transfer his business.

The Oriental Newspaper Group should be managed by professional managers, and they will command remotely from behind.

But he got used to staying in Xiangjiang, so he didn't go with his brother.

These gangsters were also patient, collecting evidence for three years before they arrested themselves.

"Aren't you lying to me? Tricking me into signing this confession, so you can bite me to death."

"I'm not going to be fooled by you. I want to see my lawyer. I want to see my lawyer."

"I'm going to sue you!"

Fan Ma's clever brain was not lost because of this chance, and he began to express his doubts and wanted to see his lawyer.

"Don't worry, it's up to the court to judge you, I can't be the master."

"You have more money in your horse pockets than Jardine Bank's treasury. Your brother has already organized a team of lawyers for you."

'Even the human rights lawyers in London were invited. The appearance fees for these people alone cost tens of millions. If all of them are paid, [-] million Hong Kong papers cannot be paid. '
"It's so rich!"

"On the table is a court-approved understanding document, a rehabilitation plan, I like this name, I signed it, and at the same time, I promise that you will never return to Xiangjiang for the rest of your life."

"You can go out from here!"

"I promise, this is your last chance. If you stay in Xiangjiang, you will definitely die."

"The file of criminal evidence compiled by the guys, you pleaded guilty to the law, even if your outside lawyer team is powerful, it is enough to sentence you to 100 years."

"Now the average life expectancy is a little over 69. If you don't break through the limit of human beings, you will definitely die inside."

"It's up to you to sign or not. I don't have much time. I have an appointment with Sir Li this afternoon. Hurry up and give me a quick word?"

Xie Zhen understands Fan Ma's doubts very well, and he doesn't quite understand the repetition of things that were originally settled.

As long as the pink horse is convicted, the reputation of the police force will surely soar, and the arrogance of those short mules can be suppressed.

If it was left in the youthful past, he would definitely fight to the end.

But now he embraced the decision.

To say why, this is the price of growth,

Anyway, the pink horse line is over. More than 300 directly subordinate horse boys have all been arrested, and only a few with a keen sense of smell escaped to the Netherlands.

Even if the pink horse goes out now, it won't be able to make wind and rain like before.

Sometimes, the superficial meaning is not so important, the important thing is to do things well.

Fen Ma didn't speak, but hesitantly reached out to the folder on the table, and slowly opened it.

Colonial style, the first page of the folder, always in English.

Fan Ma is also a guest of the upper-class wealthy family, so he naturally knows this rule. He quickly flipped through the last few pages of the document and read the Chinese translation.

After carefully reading it several times, he was finally sure that the release letter was real.

After all, whether it is a translation or an English document, there is the great seal of the Governor of Hong Kong and MacLehose's autograph.

"I sign!"

Fen Ma is very knowledgeable about current affairs, so she spread her hands, asking Xie Zhen for a signature pen.

Xie Zhen has a pen, but signing such an important document, there must not be only two people present.

So he stood up, walked to the door, opened the door of the prison room, and let the guys who had been preparing for a long time outside the door enter the room to witness this historical moment.

A large group of police officers with flowers on their shoulders entered the detention room, and many of them were old acquaintances with Fen Ma, who took the initiative to greet him.

The originally spacious detention room became crowded.

A senior assistant took out a signature pen, handed it to the military uniform in charge of security, and asked him to hand it over to the pink horse.

Fen Ma took the pen, wrote his name on the document, and then pressed his thumb into the red inkpad, pressing it on the expensive letter of understanding.

'The understanding money on the document is 4000 million, and your brother Zhima has already called the public relations department. '
"Mr. Ma, you are free. I will take you to see your brother now. You can reunite as a family."

The assistant checked the file and said OK.

Xie Zhen also didn't want to see the face of his old enemy. For him, this victory was not complete, and it was better to end it soon.

Victoria Harbor at ten o'clock in the evening, because the night is already deep, there are not many boats on the sea.

A burly man wearing a top hat was leaning on a cane, watching the night scene quietly.

"Master, it's getting cold, pay more attention to your health."

A man in a suit who was about the same age as the man in the top hat came out, holding a windbreaker in his hand, and advised him to put it on.

　Goodnight everybody!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)