"Brother Hao, what should we do?"

Tan Cheng turned around, put his hands on the ground, and asked helplessly.

Song Zihao stood up abruptly, and was about to walk directly outside, but just took two steps, but his footsteps stopped, and at the same time, there was a look of struggle on his face.

After a long while, as the barking of the search dogs outside got closer, Song Zihao slowly turned around and said, "Acheng, you are an accomplice. Go out and surrender yourself now, and you will be imprisoned for up to three years."

"After three years, when you are released from prison, I will give you my position in the company directly. What do you think?"

"Brother Hao, I..."

Tan Cheng raised his head, with a tangled and struggling look on his face, he only said half of what he said, but swallowed it back.

In his vision, Song Zihao is loyal, and he does things like a boss.

Faced with the situation in front of him, he would only take himself away and come to his own death.

But in the current situation, Tan Cheng never thought that Song Zihao would think so, let alone that he would tell him directly.

So I was stunned on the spot for a while, not knowing how to speak.

"What? Don't you want to?"

Song Zihao clenched the gun in his hand, stared at him with his eyes fixed, and said in his mouth, "You must know that in Hengyuan Finance Company, as long as Xiaoma and I don't retire, even if you endure ten years, you won't have a chance to rise."

"But it's different now. As long as you are willing to serve me in prison for these three years, I will hand over all the business of the company's goods to you."

"At that time, I can negotiate with Xiaoma. In the future business, everything will be dominated by you, and let him fully obey your opinions."

"Even after it's done, I can give you half of the money I've earned in the past three years, so that you can buy a luxury car and a mansion when you come out."

After finishing all these words, Song Zihao stopped talking, just stared at Tan Cheng, waiting for his opinion.

As a matter of fact, Song Zihao really didn't want his company's brothers to bear the three years of prison for him.

But thinking of what Zhong Xuan said, and thinking of his father and younger brother, he could only do it with pain.

And offered absolutely favorable conditions, hoping that this good brother in front of him would not hate him when he was in prison.

"Brother Hao, I promise you!"

Tan Cheng lowered his head, a haze flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

He raised his head again, put on that innocent look again, and solemnly agreed.

Song Zihao was a little moved, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, promising to say, "Good brother, when you come back, I will definitely not break my promise, and I will do my best to help you sit in the position of the talker of Hengyuan Finance Company!"

"Brother Hao, give me the gun!"

Tan Cheng stretched out his right hand and gestured to Song Zihao who was standing in front of him: "With a gun in his hand, when they are caught, they will believe that only I am here, then you will be safe."

"No problem at all!"

Song Zihao had no doubts at all, and directly handed the gun in his hand to Tan Cheng's.

"Thank you Brother Hao!"

Tan Cheng took the gun, put it directly on his waist, cleared the weeds in the bridge hole, and was about to walk outside.

Seeing this situation, Song Zihao also turned around and walked to the other direction, preparing to leave directly from this side after Tan Cheng surrendered.

At this moment, Tan Cheng suddenly turned around, took out the pistol from his waist and aimed it at Song Zihao's back, with a ferocious look on his face.

"Acheng, what are you doing?"

Hearing the footsteps behind him stop, Song Zihao turned around quickly, seeing this situation, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"The facts are in front of you, do you still need to ask?"

Tan Cheng's eyes were red, and the whole person looked a little crazy. He said, "If you know each other, go out and surrender yourself, and let me live, or we will all die together."

This time, when he betrayed Song Zihao, he did not deliberately hide his role in it.

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If he really went to jail, then during this period, Song Zihao would definitely be able to find out that the person who betrayed him was himself.

At that time, even if he served Song Zihao in prison for three years, he would not be reused when he came out.

That's why he was desperate and would rather reveal his identity than go to jail.

"Acheng, you..."

Hearing this, Song Zihao couldn't believe that the person who betrayed him was by his side.

But at this point, he had no choice but to raise his hands and watch Tan Cheng slowly walk towards him.

"What a waste!"

At this moment, in the bridge hole of the Broken Bridge, a voice that did not belong to Song Zihao and Tan Cheng suddenly appeared.

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The two looked back and saw a woman in black casual clothes standing where she was.

"Miss Feifei?"

Song Zihao immediately put down his hands and shouted with surprise on his face.

But Tan Cheng, who was next to him, seemed a little nervous. He hurriedly aimed his gun here and asked, "When did you come here? Why didn't the police outside arrest you?"

"You don't have to worry about it."

Feifei stepped forward, completely ignoring the muzzle of the gun aimed at her, turned her head to look at Song Zihao, and said with some regret: "Brother Xuan is indeed right, give you a chance, you are useless!"

After saying this, Feifei directly bullied him, clasped Tan Cheng's wrist with both hands, and grabbed the gun in his hand before he could react.

Then, while playing with it in his hand, he continued: "I have already attracted the attention of this two or five boy just now, why don't you grab his gun and ask me to do it myself?"

"Miss Feifei, I was wrong!"

Song Zihao bowed his head in shame and said apologetically, but did not dare to say any more.

The situation just now was urgent, and he didn't even think of this based on his experience, which was indeed something he shouldn't have.

"Cuff this two-five boy!"

Feifei didn't listen to his explanation at all, she took out a pair of police handcuffs and threw it to Song Zihao next to her, and then said, "You don't need to explain to me, I just follow Brother Xuan's instructions and do things when I see Brother Xuan. , you talk to him face to face!"

Chapter 102

"But now there are police outside, we want to go out, I'm afraid there is no way?"

Song Zihao picked up the handcuffs on the ground, handcuffed Tan Cheng's hands directly, then pinched his shoulders, and asked while walking out.

"These Brother Xuan have already been arranged, you don't need to worry about it, you just need to leave here with me!"

After Feifei said this, she followed the passage of the bridge hole and came to the road.

Seeing this situation, although Song Zihao was puzzled, he didn't dare to say anything. He just took Tan Cheng and followed her silently.

"Officer Wu?"

Arriving on the road, Feifei walked quickly to the police car in the middle, took out ten thousand dollars from her pocket, handed it to the police officer next to it, and said with a smile, "It's hard for you tonight, this is Mr. Lei's request. I'll give you money for tea."

"Tomorrow at noon, Mr. Lei will hold a banquet for you in his villa, and I will thank you very much. I hope you can appreciate it."

Before coming here, Zhong Xuan had already asked Lai Luo to help organize the people in charge of the operation in the Treasure Island Police Force.

With Lai Luo's city mansion, he lived in Treasure Island for ten years, and it was absolutely impossible to have no connections in the local police force.

That's why Feifei now seems so relaxed and casual when talking to the police officer in front of him through Laylo.

"Thank you Miss Feifei!"

Officer Wu looked flattered, stretched out his hands to take Tamei-jin, and said with a smile on his face, "As Mr. Lei, it is rare for us to be able to do things for him."

"I didn't expect Mr. Lei to be so polite. He really deserves to be an elder. It really makes us juniors feel ashamed."

According to the current exchange rate, this [-] US dollars-gold, converted into Taiwan-dollars, is a huge amount of [-].

Even with Officer Wu's income, it was enough for him to earn so much money by fighting for two years without eating or drinking.

The so-called cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed.

With such a large amount of money, Officer Wu naturally would not be stingy with flattery.

"Officer Wu, you're welcome!"

Feifei beckoned behind him and asked Song Zihao to bring Tan Cheng in front of him. Then he said, "Mr. Lei told you to hand over the counterfeit money merchants from Hong Kong Island to Bao Island, so that you can also make business."

"Thank you Mr. Lei for understanding us!"

Officer Wu showed a look of joy, and directly reached out and grabbed the handcuffs that Tan Cheng was wearing.

"You bunch, I'm going to complain that you didn't enforce the law impartially and deliberately let go of the main culprit!"

At this time, Tan Cheng also saw the current situation clearly, and while being dragged, he was shouting angrily.

"Shut him up!"

Officer Wu looked displeased, turned his head and instructed the officer who was holding him.

"Yes!"

The policeman agreed, raised his right palm, and slapped Tan Cheng's mouth fiercely.

It wasn't until Tan Cheng's mouth overflowed with blood that he was unable to shout, and then he stopped and put him in the police car.

"Since the matter has been resolved, then I will leave first. Mr. Lei is still at home waiting for me to bring people back, so I won't accompany him any more."

Feifei and Officer Wu were polite, then turned around and left with Song Zihao.

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Taohuayuan villa area.

The villa closest to the inside,

In the living room on the second floor, Zhong Xuan ignored Song Zihao who was already standing in front of him, but smiled at Lei Luo: "Detective Lei really is not old, even if he is on the treasured island, he can still control such a big deal. authority."

"Mr. Zhong is too polite, it's just a trivial matter, so why bother."

Lei Luo leaned on the civilization stick in his hand, first said something with a smile on his face, and then continued: "This living room is temporarily lent to Mr. Zhong to handle his own affairs. I am too old to stay up late, so I will first Goodbye."

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