muscle actor

Chapter 134 Can't guess it?

Ding Cheng looked at the surrounding crowd in a daze, facing the negotiating expert's inquiry, he heard the sound of demons approaching his ears continuously, and he fell into extreme panic...

Recalling the poor village,
The expectant eyes of parents,
The hardships of studying hard in the cold window for ten years,
The humbleness of coming to a big city for the first time,

Give up all pursuit of fame and fortune,
Finally become a successful person in the eyes of others,
all of all,
Actually got a phone call...

"What exactly do you want?" Ding Cheng came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and asked forcefully, "Do you want money?"

"No, no, it seems that you still don't understand my intention." The devil sneered, "Everything I do is to help you!"

"Help me?" Ding Cheng laughed hysterically. The criminal policemen around raised their weapons for fear of accidents. This is a downtown area. If there was an explosion, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Sniper ready!"

A few snipers were in position not far away, and all their eyes were fixed on Ding Cheng. As long as he gave an order, the target could be eliminated in an instant.

Ding Cheng's whole body trembled, and the wailing of a beast driven to the limit came out of his throat: "What do you want?"

"I want you to be true to yourself!"

The devil finally stated his purpose, and said word by word: "You must show the darkness hidden in your heart to the world, and tell them what you really are?"

"It's not just you, I want to let all those hypocrites who are usually well-dressed and full of benevolence and morality know..."

"One day..."

"Remember that one day..."

"I'll find them!"

Ding Cheng was like a lightning strike, his heart was cold and desperate, and now he knew that the other party would not let him go.

Even if he wasn't the first, he certainly won't be the last!
"Zhifei...Zhifei!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the crowd, and Ding Cheng hurriedly turned his head, and saw his wife shouting desperately, trying to rush up to find him despite the criminal police's obstruction.

"do not come!"

Ding Cheng collapsed in an instant, shouted, and the devil's crazy laughter came to his ears again: "Is this so? Are you satisfied with this gift?"

"Look at you now..."

"Like a dying little mouse..."

"That look of helplessness is really distressing."

"You lunatic!" Ding Cheng roared, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple!" The devil said earnestly, "I said a long time ago that you must sincerely repent of your past actions, such as..."

"In front of everyone..."

"Tell your wife..."

"The existence of a lover!"

Ding Cheng's whole body went limp, and he leaned helplessly against the last glass door of the phone booth. His face was ashen, and his lips were trembling. No one knew what he was feeling at this moment.

"Look at yourself..."

"It will always be like this. Is life more important than face?"

"As long as you tell her, I will consider letting you go!"

The devil kept bewitching him, Ding Cheng raised his head, looked at his wife not far away who was so anxious, recalled the happiness in the past, and felt extremely regretful in his heart, why did he do this?

Every time I go home, I feel guilty in the face of my wife's tenderness.

But there is always a voice telling me:

What are you afraid of?
This kind of thing is just a play on the occasion,

The fun of it.

Spending time with clients all day long, living a luxurious life, I gradually can't tell what is illusion... what is reality?

"It seems you still can't make up your mind?" The devil said coldly: "Do you need me to help you again?"

"Don't!" Ding Cheng was aware of his wife's danger, and tried his best to stop him: "Don't hurt her!"

"I……"

"I say!"

Facing the negotiator, say that you have something to talk to your wife and ask her to come over.Seeing his lover who was flying over, tears filled his eyes, never had he hated himself so much for a moment!

In the camera, he slowly picked up the ring and firmly put it on again.

Facing his wife, he opened his mouth a few times, as if something was blocked in his throat...

Finally said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I betrayed my marriage!"

"Until now... I understand... what is the most important..."

"Wife..."

"sorry!"

"I love you!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise in his ears, Ding Cheng was hit by something and fell to the ground in an instant.The special police who had ambushed a long time ago swarmed up and controlled the scene.

A voice came from the negotiator's headset: "Report, find the target."

"Target has committed suicide!"

"Repeat...the target has committed suicide!"

It turned out that the snipers were not only monitoring Ding Cheng, but also observing the surroundings from different angles. The police had already analyzed through monitoring that Ding Cheng was being coerced by someone, and there was no bomb at the scene.

The reason for negotiating was to buy time, and finally found clues in the monitoring phone recordings, and found the devil's hiding place by following the clues.

"Husband, how are you?"

Ding Cheng looked at his wife in front of him. His left arm was in severe pain. It should have been hit, only a dozen centimeters away from his heart.

Forcing himself, he touched the other person's face with his hands, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry!"

His wife shook his head vigorously, and the medical staff hurried up to give first aid. Ding Cheng felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, as if being carried on a stretcher...

The camera followed the negotiator to the dead suspect's body, slowly opened the black bag, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Is it him?

The fat man who delivered food just now!

Ding Cheng was lying in the ambulance, unable to move his body, but many clips kept flashing in his mind, as if watching a movie, all of which were vividly remembered.

No matter what, I still survived, and there is hope in life!

Start again in the future, and after all this, understand what is the most important thing, and what is the wealth worth protecting in your life.

In a trance, when everything became illusory and real, it seemed that someone came to me, and a familiar voice came to my ear...

"You hung up on me?"

"Not even saying goodbye to me?"

"I'm sorry for the death of the delivery guy!"

Ding Cheng's heart seemed to be tightly clenched by one hand in an instant, and even breathing became an extravagant hope. He desperately wanted to open his eyes and see who it was?
"You don't have to thank me, and of course no one has ever thanked me..."

"Congratulations on finding your true self..."

"Hope you keep it up..."

"if there is not?"

"I'll call you again!"

The camera freezes on Ding Cheng's complicated expression... at a loss...helpless...remorse...overwhelmed...

(End of this chapter)