"Ajie, here!"

Walking on the road, someone called Song Zijie's name.

The two looked up and saw the person coming. Song Zijie turned around and left, and the expression on his face also became cold.

"Ajie, I'm back, let's talk."

The person came to chase after him and grabbed Song Zijie.

Song Zijie shook his arm away, his tone very cold: "What else can I talk about? I have long thought you were dead. What are you going to do when you come back?"

"No matter what, I am your elder brother, and I don't want to do anything about my father. I have an accident in Taiwan and I was arrested and jailed. I didn't know that my enemies couldn't find me, so I turned around to take revenge on you."

When the visitor said this, he sighed guiltily, and then noticed Lu Ze beside Song Zijie, and added: "You are Ajie's colleague, I am his brother, Song Zihao."

Lu Ze narrowed his eyes slightly and stretched out his hand, "Senior cadre of the Asian counterfeit banknote group, Song Zihao, I have heard of your name a long time ago."

After saying that, he asked again: "Brother Hao, aren't you serving your sentence on Taiwan? When did you come back?"

"I was released the day before yesterday, and I just returned to Hong Kong Island this afternoon."

Song Zihao shook hands with Lu Ze, and soon explained to Song Zijie: "After I was imprisoned, I broke off contact with the Asian counterfeit banknote group. This time I came out, I am going to be a new person."

Lu Ze's eyes flashed, and Song Zihao's release from prison means that the plot of the hero's true nature is about to begin.

The Asian counterfeit banknote group has always been a confidant in the Hong Kong police community. If they can participate in it and get a share of the pie, they may have more stars on their shoulders.

"I have nothing to talk to with you. Because of you, my father will be killed. I will forgive you for the rest of my life." Song Zijie looked cold and pulled Lu Ze forward: "Aze, let's ignore him."

"Ajie, Ajie?"

Song Zihao called out a few times behind, but Song Zijie didn't even look back.

He will never forget the scene where his father was hit by several times and still fought with the criminals. Without Song Zihao's involvement in gangs, there would be no father's death. Song Zihao is not a good brother, nor is he a good son. With such a big brother, Song Zijie feels shame.

"No matter what, he is your elder brother, is that okay?"

In the bar, Lv Ze accompanied Song Zijie to buy drunk together.

Song Zijie poured and sipped one. He drank alcohol more vigorously than water. He said without raising his head, "I don't want to hear his name."

"It is difficult for a clean official to make a decision on family matters. Since you say that, I won't talk too much. Come on, I'll drink with you."

When Lu Ze knew that Song Zijie felt uncomfortable, he picked up the bottle and drank it with him.

The two of them said nothing, just drank, one cup after another.

Soon a bottle of foreign wine and five bottles of beer went down. Song Zijie was already drunk and muttered: "After graduation, the superiors wanted to transfer me to Central, but when they looked at my file, they found that my brother was Song Zihao, so I was sent to Saigon."

"Central, what is that place, what is Saigon?"

"I didn't say anything. It was my misfortune to have such a big brother. I could only stay in Saigon and do my best, just treat it as atonement for him."

"He came to me like nothing, and he actually wanted me to forgive him."

"What I don't owe him is what he owes me, he owes me a father and a complete family."

Song Zijie burst into tears. Who can understand his entanglement?

Lv Ze listened silently. He knew that Song Zihao was released from prison this time and really wanted to reform himself, but he could not explain to Song Zijie.

In Song Zijie's mind, Song Zihao is still the ruthless and murderous black boss who works for the counterfeit banknote group.

Song Zihao wanted to get his younger brother's forgiveness, but he could not do it in a short period of time.

"Aze, can I believe you?"

As she cried, Song Zijie suddenly looked up.

Lu Ze replied without thinking: "Of course, we are classmates and have always had a good relationship. Now we are assigned to a partner in a place. Even I can't believe me. Who else can you trust?"

Song Zijie showed a grin that was even worse than crying: "Actually, I have not been idle in the past two years and are pursuing the affairs of the Asian counterfeit banknote group.

The current leader of the counterfeit banknote group is Tan Cheng, who is nicknamed Big Brother Cheng. I have found a lot of things, but they are not in their factory location."

"Does the above know?" Lu Ze asked back.

Song Zijie shook his head: "I don't know, the police force is not clean, I'm afraid of leaking the news, so I'm always checking it myself."

"Listen to me, don't check it. This matter has to be discussed for a long time, and it is not that easy to settle."

Lu Ze didn't know what Song Zijie had paid to investigate the case in the past two years, but he knew that only Song Zijie could not find Tan Cheng for a hundred years.

Now that Song Zihao has come out and has returned to Hong Kong Island, I believe that the plot of heroic nature will begin soon. Even if they do nothing, Song Zihao will also give the credit to Song Zijie.

"Stop checking, how can this work?" Song Zijie refused directly: "If you are afraid, just pretend that I didn't say anything, and I won't give up."

Without speculation, Song Zijie left quickly.

Lu Ze watched him leave and did not speak for a long time until Song Zijie was seated by someone else.

"Not surprising?"

The one who sat down was Song Zihao. He kept following Lu Ze and Song Zijie, wanting to find another opportunity to talk to his younger brother, but he didn't expect to eavesdrop on the big news.

"Accident?"

Lu Ze shook his head slightly: "Tai Chi master Yang Luchan once agreed with his disciples that everyone could attack him anytime and anywhere. If he succeeded in the sneak attack, he would be accepted as a personal disciple. In the following months, none of them succeeded. Whether they were in a downtown or hidden in the dark, those who took action were discovered by Yang Luchan in advance."

Song Zihao was a little confused and didn't know what Lü Ze wanted to say.

Seeing this, Lv Ze laughed and said happily: "Although I am not as good as Master Yang, I can only find that walking, lying, sitting, and standing are all boxing techniques. How can you not be discovered by me when you follow me all the way?"

"There is still such skill?"

Song Zihao couldn't believe it.

Lu Ze didn't explain that his boxing level had reached the master level, and he was also considered the number one figure in the brilliant Republic of China era.

Moreover, he is afraid of being young and strong. The Xingyiquan master in his twenties is the first to do in fifty years. If he can't even find An Song Zihao's tracking, he will be a big deal.

"You don't go after your brother, but come to chat with me. You don't want to make friends with me, right?"

Lu Ze looked at Song Zihao. Lu Zhishen killed Zhenguanxi with three punches. He probably didn't even use three punches to hit Song Zihao. He could use killing moves and could kill him in one go.

His Xingyiquan master was in the practical style. The Xingyiquan master he copied was the disciple of Sun Cunyi, the master of the late Minzu, and the master was Xue Dian, the close disciple of Sun Cunyi.

This school is not simple. The ancestor Sun Cunyi has three masters, namely Liu Qilan, Dong Haichuan, and Guo Yunshen.

Sun Cunyi himself was also known as a hero of his generation. He was one of the top ten masters of the Republic of China. During the Boxer Rebellion, he was called Li, and he was the same as King Wu of Dadao. He was also the main founder of the Chinese Martial Arts Association.

Xue Dian is Sun Cunyi's closed disciple and has been deeply influenced by Sun Cunyi's true teachings. Unfortunately, he was classified as a boxing bully at a certain period and was shot dead. Therefore, the descendants of Xue Dian's sect left, fled, and scattered.

Three of the disciples fled to Hong Kong Island, took root and sprouted here, and opened a museum to teach them.

More than thirty years passed in a flash, and the disciple became a 70-year-old man. He was invited to the police academy to teach boxing. Only then did Lu Ze take the opportunity of taking a photo to steal the master's-level Xingyiquan skill and replicate his master-level Xingyiquan skill.

Strictly speaking, Lv Ze can be regarded as Xue Dian's personal disciple and Sun Cunyi's disciple.
Chapter completed!