King Crazy Game

Tang Zhi couldn't help but tremble all over. The damp air of the rainy day reminded him of the empty basement. Various bloody scenes of murder were clearly projected on the walls. His limbs were bound, and the electric currents were like countless needles, constantly piercing into his flesh. Screams rang in his ears, and his brain felt like it would explode at any time.

"Jiang Ze..." Tang Zhi leaned slightly against the wall to make himself look less trembling, but his pale lips betrayed him.

"I have suggested long ago that useless cats and dogs should be dealt with on the spot. Now, the useless cats and dogs have also learned to..." Jiang Ze didn't finish his words, and kicked Tang Zhi hard in the abdomen and knees.

Tang Zhi suddenly fell to his knees. Jiang Ze, with a smile on his face, raised one foot and stepped on his shoulder. Suddenly, there was a "click" sound, and Tang Zhi fell to the ground, his arms shaking violently and uncontrollably.

"When you taught someone to kill someone, did you teach him where to hide the knife so it wouldn't be discovered? Did you teach him where to stick the knife to kill him?" Jiang Ze looked down at Tang Zhi coldly, "Did you teach him not to leave a way out for himself when doing things, otherwise he would be soft-hearted?"

"Jiang Ze, you guys are a bunch of lunatics." Tang Zhi's face was pale. He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and sneered, "You train killing machines, but one day you will die because of them..."

"You're just being stubborn!" Jiang Ze retracted his foot, and before Tang Zhi could react, he stuffed his shoe into Tang Zhi's mouth, then laughed harshly, "This way you won't hear the noise."

Blood slowly flowed from the corner of Tang Zhi's mouth, and his eyes were wide open, filled with anger and unwillingness.

"This expression is most suitable for you. You are useless and can't do anything. Even if you throw it away as garbage, no one will care." Jiang Ze said as he stuffed it into Tang Zhi's mouth. "Does it hurt? It hurt more than this before. Have you forgotten?"

Tang Zhi couldn't answer him. Tears and blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth. His originally kind face now became hideous and distorted.

Jiang Ze pulled out a sharp knife from somewhere and threw it in front of Tang Zhi, mocking him and saying, "The knife is right in front of you, pick it up and kill me. Don't you want revenge? And you teamed up with a bunch of useless cats and dogs to put on a boring show."

Tang Zhi unwillingly used his other intact hand to quickly try to grab the knife in front of him. When he reached for the knife, a knife exactly the same as the one in his hand pierced deeply through the back of his hand and stuck into the ground.

"Didn't I teach you not to covet the advantages in front of you? Otherwise, the same knife will pierce your heart. You must know how to wait for the right opportunity to strike." Jiang Ze said, sighing for a while, "Useless cats and dogs can never be taught."

Jiang Ze took out a knife from somewhere and played with it happily: "The fun you create is so boring, not as good as mine..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a laugh: "It's so lively here. I just wanted to come here to ask for an apology, but I didn't expect to see such a funny scene."

Shen Qingning leaned against the door, her eyes slightly curved, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Tang Zhi kept blinking his eyes, asking Shen Qingning to leave quickly. Jiang Ze glanced at Tang Zhi's useless efforts with the mocking smile on his face as if he was laughing at his ignorance and incompetence.

"Shen Qingning, who do you want to apologize to?" Jiang Ze folded his arms, looking arrogant and domineering.

"Hmm? Professor Jiang, you are so forgetful." Shen Qingning tilted his head and looked at Jiang Ze with an extremely stupid look, "Just now on the road, you bumped into someone, and you forgot so quickly?"

Shen Qingning stood up straight, changed the subject, and said gloomily: "Shouldn't you say sorry if you bump into someone?"

"What a coincidence? The person I bumped into was you?" Jiang Ze put his right hand into his pocket. "Why do you always appear by chance? The school fire, the cruise ship explosion, and now you're here even when I'm solving the unfinished business of the past?"

"I've always had good luck, so I'm always there."

Shen Qingning curled his lips and smiled. Before Jiang Ze took his hand out of his pocket, a gust of wind seemed to pass by his ears, and three bullet holes appeared on his arm.

"You!" Jiang Ze was so angry that he took out a flying knife from somewhere and threw it towards Shen Qingning.

"That's really not polite at all."

Shen Qingning kicked the knife away with one leg. With a "clang" sound, the knife fell to the ground, and Jiang Ze had several more holes on his arms and legs. His tall body fell straight to the ground.

Jiang Ze looked at Shen Qingning who was getting closer and closer to him, and panic appeared in his eyes that had not appeared for a long time. He begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, I still have many secrets you want to know, I can tell you."

"Oh..." Shen Qingning picked up the knife on the ground and laughed: "Since it's a secret, let's keep it hidden underground forever."

Jiang Ze realized that Shen Qingning would never let him go, and he uttered a final sneer of a trapped beast: "Shen Qingning, how long do you think you can hide? Once I die, they will definitely notice it. Then where can you, the one who invited me on board, hide?"

Shen Qingning quickly played with the knife in his hand and looked at Jiang Ze with approval: "Professor Jiang is right. This way we can lure you out one by one. You have lived long enough."

Jiang Ze only realized Shen Qingning's real purpose at this time. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Shen Qingning: "But compared to your death, I should be the last."

Shen Qingning put the knife in Tang Zhi's hand and smiled gently, "Teacher Tang, you said something very well just now. People who cultivate killing machines will one day die in their own works."

After saying that, he turned around and left the smelly room with the shooters hiding elsewhere.

Tang Zhi held the knife tightly, his pupils were bloodshot and the blood color in his eyes rose rapidly.

"Tang Zhi, do you think you can kill me?" Jiang Ze struggled and tried to stand up.

Tang Zhi threw himself on Jiang Ze, and they both fell to the ground at the same time. He held the knife high in his hand: "I know where the knife is stabbed, and you will die for sure."

"I won't die at the hands of you cats and dogs." A sharp knife suddenly emerged from the sole of Jiang Ze's shoe and stabbed towards Tang Zhi fiercely.

"I'm not slower than you." Tang Zhi, with a knife stuck in his back, stabbed Jiang Ze in the chest.

Jiang Ze widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that the pet he once looked down upon actually killed him.

"ended."

Tang Zhi was lying on the cold ground, but he felt very warm. The wind brought in raindrops from the door, bringing a clean and fresh smell.

"Why are you walking so fast? Now we can go home together."

The dilapidated house was once again engulfed in flames, as if to bury all the secrets underground.

It had been raining for many days. Shen Qingning was originally thinking about how to get Lin Zicheng to take her on a "date" alone, but unfortunately the weather was not good. They now spend most of their time in the hotel, and for workaholic Lin Zicheng, it makes no difference. Hearing this, he lay on the big sofa to enjoy the cool air, eating snacks and reading comics, glancing at the study from time to time.

In their boredom, the news about Liang Xihe, Fang Yang, and the box found in Fang Yang's house after the fire was reported. After a few days of excitement, it fell silent. Everyone was still keen on the gossip about celebrities on the Internet, as if it was one of the few fun things in their tedious lives.

Shen Qingning was sitting on the sofa by the window, still holding the unfinished foreign language book in her hand. When she heard this, she retracted her long legs, sat up, looked at Shen Qingning, and said quietly: "The official announcement is very interesting. Fang Baisheng was originally a healthy child, but he became a fool because of childhood abuse. After Fang Yang learned the news, he became angry and his hatred of the rich grew, so he killed Liang Xihe. This is obviously a loophole-filled announcement, but not many people care."

Shen Qingning put down the book and answered calmly: "For them, it doesn't matter who Fang Yang is or what he did. In this performance, they only know that they shook the handle of power and won the final victory for themselves."

"Qingning, that makes sense, but if Fang Yang killed Liang Xijin just because he knew how Fang Baisheng became a fool, it's obviously unreasonable. Someone must have tampered with the box that Fang Yang hid and erased the important truth."

After hearing this, he smiled and looked at Shen Qingning for a while, then stretched himself and lay back on the sofa. He turned his gaze to the study and asked, "Zicheng, are we leaving here the day after tomorrow?"

Lin Zicheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at the living room, then said calmly, "If you like it here, you can stay for a few more days."

"Forget it, we should have a chance to come here again. Isn't Fang Shanhai still waiting for us?" Hearing this, he closed the comic book and pretended to sigh, but in fact he said very happily, "One performance after another is really dazzling. I want to take a rest."

Shen Qingning and Lin Zicheng did not answer him. They were each doing their own thing. In the quiet room, the three of them had their own thoughts.