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Chapter 359 [The Last Supper]

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2022, April 12.

Liucheng, Nanzhong Street.

Into the night, the night is very dark, thick darkness outside, icy cold wind,
At the entrance of the hotel, Bao Eleven was covered by a black coat and a black hoodie, half of his face was covered under the brim of the hat, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

Bao Shiyi slightly raised his head and took a look. The eyes of the people in the store finally fell on the place by the window.

Then, Bao Eleven walked there step by step.

The moment Bao Shiyi entered the door, Zhou Jie, a bald man with gold-rimmed glasses, also looked at Bao Shiyi.

Their eyes met, with a refrigerated smile, in the depths of those seemingly calm but extremely dark eyes, was the fatal blow waiting.

The closer the distance, the obvious that no one in the store would know that the two people around them wanted to kill each other.

Zhou Jie got up, motioned Bao Shiyi to sit down, adjusted his glasses frame, and said with a smile, "I thought you wouldn't come, but I didn't expect..."

Before the words were finished, as to why Bao Shiyi would not come, everything was self-evident.

Bao Shiyi's appearance now did not surprise Zhou Jie, because Zhou Jie had guessed it from the beginning.

He knew that Bao Shiyi must be very angry and very disturbed now.

Because I don't know what he is going to do.

"I don't know what you like to eat, order it yourself."

Zhou Jie sat in front of the dining table by the window, and on the dining table was a box of beautifully wrapped cakes, and said with a smile: "At the beginning, I told you to bring the cakes to the grapes, but they haven't given them to you. Now here That is, I don’t know if the grapes will like this taste.”

Bao Shili under the black hoodie raised his head slightly, glanced at the cake on the table, but sat opposite Zhou Jie without any reaction.

That cake was what Ling Dang wanted to eat at the beginning, and because he wanted grapes, Ling Dang went to the office in the middle of the night to get the cake and eat it.

It's just a pity that at that time he was just beating the beast in front of him, as if he had forgotten about the cake.

"I want to go and see Ling Dang and the others, but the people in the orphanage don't let me. I really want to make up for the mistakes I made."

Hearing Zhou Jie's words, Bao Shiyi's expression did not change, he was still calm, his eyes were calm, as if what Zhou Jie said had nothing to do with him, he just watched and listened calmly.

"Eleven, it's a good thing you beat me up back then, otherwise I might really have committed a crime."

As he spoke, Zhou Jie lowered his head, as if he was thinking about what happened at that time.

Bao Shiyi stepped on him and kicked him hard.

……

Bao Shiyi asked calmly, "You want to kill me?"

You want to kill me!
It was just such a sentence, and the atmosphere stagnated, with a chill of chills.

The corners of Zhou Jie's mouth turned up slightly, but he raised his head, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at Bao Shiyi with a smile on his lips.

"I'm now released after serving my sentence. I finally got out of prison. I won't do those things again. Don't worry, I'm here to apologize to you."

There was a smile in Zhou Jie's eyes, that smile was very cold, and there was a flash of coldness, because behind that smile was a knife blade.

The blade that is about to see blood!
The blood on the blade was dripping drop by drop...

Silently.

While saying this, Zhou Jie poured Bao Shiyi another cup of tea and asked, "Eleven, what are you worried about? Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

"Hurt your family?"

The last few words seemed to be protracted and aggravated, and they were deliberately said to the people in front of them.

Bao Shiyi didn't reach out to take the cup of tea that Zhou Jie handed over, nor did he pay attention to Zhou Jie's last words.

"I know what you want to do, you want to torture me, you want to frighten me deliberately, you want me to be in fear, to be in constant fear, you want me to live in fear every day."

"You want me to intentionally...kill you."

……

With just such a sentence, Zhou Jie's body froze, his eyes suddenly changed, his eyes became deep, and he just stared at Bao Shiyi motionlessly.

Although he didn't show it on the face, Zhou Jie's hand holding the teapot shook.

At that moment, it seemed that all the hypocrisy was smashed by Bao Shiyi.

"Dean Zhou, am I right?"

Bao Shiyi's face was calm, but there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "I seem to have said before, I won't kill you."

"I won't let you get my hands dirty."

Bao Shiyi moved forward slightly, looked straight at him, approached Zhou Jie, lowered his voice, and asked mockingly, "Am I right, Dean Zhou?"

……

The other guests in the restaurant were chatting and laughing endlessly, and no one paid attention to the table leaning against the window, at least for now, no one could see the identity of the man in the black hoodie.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense.

Under that deathly depression, the chill was wrapped in hatred and killing intent, and they were fighting each other.

Zhou Jie's eyes changed a little at the moment, but he quickly suppressed the trace of fear, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Eleventh, you misunderstood, you are overthinking."

"I really haven't thought about it that way."

Hearing Zhou Jie's words, Bao Shixi couldn't help laughing, and asked, "What are you worried about? Why don't you want to admit it?"

"Eleven, I really didn't think about it that way. I really just want to make up for my previous sins and apologize to you."

Zhou Jie looked apologetic and sad, as if he was humiliating, and he was only about to shed crocodile tears.

"In prison, I have always regretted it, really..."

His voice was deep and hoarse, as if being strangled by the neck, struggling in pain.

"My whole family left me because of that, I committed the crime, and now I really just want to make amends."

Zhou Jie's eyes fell on Bao Shiyi, as if he wanted to see something from Bao Shiyi's face.

……

"Eleven, you don't believe me, I can understand, but you will know later, by the way, Eleven, I know that you are now a father and have a daughter."

That's it, he said he wanted to make up for it, but in fact he was just a wolf in sheep's clothing trying to kill.

Now the sudden mention of his daughter smiled, just to make him scared and uneasy.

"Eleven, I met your wife, she is so beautiful, and your daughter must be cute too."

Just like this with a smile on his face, reminding him over and over again, slowly sharpening and cutting like a cold soft knife.

Want to make him afraid, make him fearful, make him uneasy, make him desperate, and finally make him impulsive.

That smile is like a devil, it seems to be telling him to do it quickly, do it quickly...

The bloodthirsty devil was forcing him, threatening him, bewitching him, telling him to pick up the knife and stab it hard.

"I said, Dean Zhou, I know you want me to be afraid, let me live in fear and anxiety, and torture me like that."

Zhou Jie smiled, with an honest expression on his face, and said: "Eleven, you really think too much, I really haven't thought about it that way, if someone else hears it, they will think that I really think so of."

……

Then, as if hearing something ridiculous, Bao Shiyi shook his head and chuckled, "No wonder, no wonder."

"Dean Zhou, you are worried that I will take the recorder and record what you admit, so that others will listen to it."

"You think too much!"

I returned the exact words, with an undisguised contemptuous smile.

Zhou Jie's eyes were fixed, and it seemed that he was a little surprised that Bao Shiyi would say it directly, because that's what he meant.

Zhou Jie picked up his chopsticks and ate while smiling and asked, "Eleven, if you really said that, would you be afraid?"

There was joy in these words, as if he was hoping for the answer he wanted.

To be afraid is to be afraid, the more afraid the better!
Zhou Jie's eyes were calm, but beneath that calm was suppressed madness.

"Dean Zhou, what are you afraid of?"

One sentence directly shattered all of Zhou Jie's peace.

"What do you fear, what do you loathe, what do you hate when you watch Hard Candy?"

"Hate me for beating you up, for breaking your third leg, or for sending you to prison?"

Under the black hood, there was a smile on the corner of Bao Shiyi's mouth. He said in a calm manner, "Dean Zhou, you are the director of the orphanage. You have nothing to fear, right?"

"However, Dean Zhou, when you were watching "Hard Candy", why did you first hate, then loathe, and finally fear?"

Hearing Bao Shiyi's words, Zhou Jie felt cold all over, suddenly raised his head, and looked straight at Bao Shishi.

Why did Bao Shiyi know that he had seen "Hard Candy"?
Did Bao Shiyi really keep staring at him when he was released from prison?
Before he knew it, he thought he was watching Bao Shiyi secretly, but he didn't realize that someone behind him had already been watching him.

What made Zhou Jie even colder was that what Bao Shiyi said——

First hatred, then loathing, and finally fear!
……

"I'm really curious, why are you scared in the end?"

"Should have been scared from the beginning!"

Bao Shiyi picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Zhou Jie with a smile, and said, "After watching the movie "Hard Candy", you know what your impressions are. It is said that castration is too much, and it is even more too much to force people to death in the end."

"Dean Zhou, what do you think?"

"Are you afraid?"

The calm voice was very soft and weak, like a poisonous snake crawling slowly, approaching bit by bit, the cold snake body crawling past and entangled.

Then it became tighter and tighter, and the fangs were about to bite down.

Zhou Jie looked at Bao Shiyi in shock, his face was a little sluggish, without the calmness and smile he had before, the one in front of him was the six-fingered monster he was afraid of.

It was such a six-fingered monster, and those six fingers were like sharp knives grasping and playing with it.

……

"Did you watch "Hard Candy" because you want to learn from Hayley about torture and make my life worse than death?"

Bao Shixi said softly: "But don't forget, I made the movie "Hard Fruit Candy". Dean Zhou, if you really want to learn, I can teach you."

"Teach you how to torture people, how to make life worse than death."

Bao Shixi said slowly: "Don't worry, you will soon know another kind of life is worse than death."

Zhou Jie's body was stiff, and he stretched out his hand to support the glasses frame. He knew Bao Shiyi's ruthlessness, it should be said that he had experienced Bao Shiyi's ruthlessness a long time ago.

However, he will definitely not end it like this, he will definitely make Bao Shiyi unable to laugh.

Zhou Jie slowly calmed down the fear in his heart, picked up the tea in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.

……

"You want me to do it, what will happen if I do it?"

Bao Shiyi picked up the cup of tea that Zhou Jie poured for him, smiled slightly, and then threw the cup of tea directly on Zhou Jie's face.

The cup hit him hard on the face, the place where it was hit was bruised, the tea was splashed, and the bridge of his nose was almost bleeding.

Zhou Jie endured the pain with a look of embarrassment. He didn't expect Bao Shiyi to attack suddenly, but this is what he wanted.

Slowly, the blood in Zhou Jie's body was going crazy, and the spreading hatred made Zhou Jie more and more excited.

Just beat him like this, beat him in front of so many people, beat him hard, and killed him.

The more ruthless the better, that is, to vent anger.

Everyone in the shop noticed Bao Shiyi's side, and all of them stretched their heads, watching the excitement curiously.

Zhou Jie wiped the tea off his face, moved his lips slightly, and whispered to Bao Shiyi word by word, suppressing his madness, and said, "I haven't seen your daughter yet, I don't know how old she is. How are you doing?"

"Like you, or like your wife?"

Finally, the voice was very low, like silent speech——

"Eleven, your wife is in such a good shape!"

The smile remained the same, seemingly calm, but with a blood-thirsty madness.

This is the word of the devil.

Bao Shiyi stood up slowly and looked down like that. Although half of his face was under the black hood, his killing intent was so fierce.

……

"Do you think that person is Bao Shiyi?"

"How do you know you're wearing a hat, probably not..."

……

"Is he Bao Shi?"

"It's really Bao Shi!"

Although not sure, everyone excitedly picked up their mobile phones and took pictures secretly.

Zhou Jie naturally heard the voices of discussions around him, but before his thoughts flashed, Bao Shiyi walked towards Zhou Jie directly.

When Zhou Jie saw Bao Shiyi approaching, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but the madness in his eyes was about to erupt.

He knew that Bao Shiyi should kick him hard next.

Just like the picture of that year reappears.

He was kicked to the ground, curled up in pain, trembling, and then Bao Shiyi continued to beat, kick, and step on.

However, it was not as Zhou Jie thought.

Bao Shiyi just stood in front of Zhou Jie, standing firm and condescending. Although he was wearing a hat, his entire face appeared on Zhou Jie.

"Cherish, your last dinner, because your life will be worse than death."

Silent words appear just like that.

Quietly, no one else heard.

Zhou Jie shuddered, but the fear still emerged in his heart, but it was followed by hatred, a deep hatred.

He needn't be afraid, what he should be afraid of is the six-fingered monster!

The six-fingered monster's daughter, wife, and friends should all be terrified, the suppressed strange smile, and finally the distorted face are hidden bit by bit like that.

"Say hello to your wife and daughter for me."

"I will look for them well, don't be afraid."

His lips moved slightly, and he spoke word by word.

　The latest chapter was blocked once and changed, and I was a little nervous. I don’t know if I should write like this later, and I feel flustered...

　　
　
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