Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang Qiyuan doesn't smoke. Ms. Wen hates the smell of cigarettes. He smoked once when he was eighteen and never touched it again. Now he likes to watch others smoke.

The way he smokes the cigarettes one by one shows that he has a lot of troubles and won't live long.

"On the way here, I was considering whether to mess with you first or negotiate the price with you directly."

Zhang Qisan put out his cigarette. He always felt that Zhang Qiyuan looked at him smoking as if he was a dead person. "It's all right. I'll talk to the chairman about my price first."

"As long as I alone can give it, it's fine."

It’s a pity for Zhang Qiyuan. Why doesn’t he continue smoking?

"Oh, then you write a suicide note and ask Zhang Risan to cooperate with you, so that the other Zhangs can perfectly replace you." Zhang Qiyuan said, "It will be easier to take over your resources."

Zhang Qisan looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his resolute face: "You want my identity, but you can't do anything that goes against the bottom line."

Zhang Qiyuan snorted and laughed: "The Zhang family is rich and powerful. People should do what their status dictates. Your status is not for doing dirty things."

Zhang Qisan frowned. It seemed that the Zhang family's black gloves were developing very quickly. "Any other requests? I can agree to them all."

"Then let's go straight to the next step. Since you've already agreed, let's save time." Zhang Qiyuan said impatiently. He exhaled and pretended to be nonchalant, "Forget it. It's really troublesome. I'm leaving now."

Zhang Qisan opened his mouth and looked at Zhang Qiyuan's back as he turned and left without hesitation. He took a few big steps and stopped Zhang Qiyuan: "We can still talk!"

Xinyue has no time left!

We are relying on rare medicinal herbs to keep ourselves alive!

Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Qisan calmly and said, "Kneel down."

Zhang Qisan hesitated for two seconds, then knelt on the stone slab with a thud. Before he could say anything, he heard Zhang Qiyuan say, "If you hesitate for two seconds, then let your wife hold on for two more days.

"Don't! I beg you!" Zhang Qisan's face suddenly changed. He didn't care about anything else and kowtowed to Zhang Qiyuan.

When Zhang Haike arrived, he saw Zhang Qisan crawling at Zhang Qiyuan's feet, with blood on his forehead flowing on the pattern on the stone slab. At that moment, he seemed to see that the man's penis was broken in half.

Zhang Qiyuan squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Qisan's shoulder, staring at the bloody Zhang Qisan: "Do you know why I hate you?"

Zhang Qisan kowtowed so much that he felt a little dizzy and he was unable to react at all.

Zhang Qiyuan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the blood flowing down Zhang Qisan. His voice was also very gentle: "I gave you many chances. Many people in the Zhang family wanted to save your life, but you knew it very well in your heart and you were not loyal to the Zhang family at all."

In the file book in Zhang Haike's hand that records the names of the Zhang family, Zhang Qisan's name has always been in red.

It's not all red, sometimes the red is lighter.

How big of a difference is there?

Zhang Qiyuan pointed at Zhang Qisan's heart and said, "What on earth do you have here? Can't it hold a family connected by blood?"

Different positions lead to different views.

Zhang Qisan recovered. He looked at Zhang Qiyuan fiercely, "What is there for me to stay in this corrupt family? My mother was expelled from the family because she was an ordinary person. Now that you have a use for me, let me show my loyalty!"

"This is ridiculous! I hate the Zhang family! In order to protect me and my mother, my father crippled his hair-hill finger and left the Zhang family! He fled all the way! He suffered a lot! I hate this Zhang family that didn't accept me!!"

Peeling off the layer of moral etiquette, this is Zhang Qisan’s true inner monologue. His cooperation with the Zhang family has always been a game of compromise.

If the Zhang family declines and Zhang Qisan becomes powerful, the person kneeling on the ground and kowtowing today might be replaced.

Zhang Qiyuan knew it clearly. He wiped his hands with a smile and said, "Do you feel good after you tell me what's going on?"

Zhang Qisan was still kneeling on the ground, his eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Great!"

"How about one life for another?" Zhang Qiyuan had a good idea. "Then let the young Zhang inherit your identity and your daughter-in-law..."

"Zhang Qiyuan!" Zhang Qisan jumped up and punched Zhang Qiyuan in the face. The anger in his heart was completely ignited by Zhang Qiyuan.

He caught Zhang Qisan's fist with one hand and kicked him on both knees. Zhang Qiyuan said with a smile: "If you have a backbone, don't come to beg others. Beg the Zhang family you hate. Be tough and don't kneel down."

"If you want to kneel, kneel cleanly, don't be so shy. Do you think you are Gou Jian?"

"Tsk tsk, what a pity, this is a new society, there is no king anymore."

The King of Yue also had to lie prone on the ground! !

Zhang Haike stood by and watched. Seeing that Zhang Qiyuan had played a round, he took the initiative to say, "Yin Xinyue is the eldest daughter of the Crescent Hotel and a revolutionary fighter. She will definitely be rescued."

Zhang Qisan breathed a sigh of relief. His legs were completely useless now, probably because they were broken. He asked Zhang Haike, "Xinyue, how long will it take for you to wake up?"

Yin Xinyue is a bond that goes deep into his bones, she is his family, and his inseparable love. When he saw Yin Xinyue lying there with only one breath left, he wished he could take her place.

Sometimes he would blame himself, wondering if he was the one who killed Xinyue.

But when Zhang Qiyuan told him to leave Xinyue, he felt extremely angry and unwilling.

So, Zhang Qiyuan is good at torturing people.

Zhang Haike sighed that the chairman was really good at playing, and then casually said: "It depends on the situation. He will wake up in two or three days, but he will probably continue to sleep for a while."

"Are you done?" Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Haike, "Aren't you busy?"

Zhang Haike felt a lump in his heart: "Okay, okay, why am I not busy? Don't play with me to death!" He still had to give face to Zhang Qisan's old superior.

Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Qisan were the only ones left at the hospital entrance.

When Zhang Qisan knew that Yin Xinyue could be saved, all the anger in his heart disappeared, as well as the anger he had been holding on to for days.

"Want a second round?" Zhang Qisan was now a little self-destructive. Since he was not going to die anyway, he might as well finish it as soon as possible and go see his wife.

Zhang Qiyuan exclaimed, "That's great."

Zhang Qisan was so cooperative that Zhang Qiyuan lost interest.

Zhang Qiyuan dragged Zhang Qisan, whose legs were broken, to the square. He pointed at the sculpture of Zhang Qilin and said, "You can atone for your sins here for now. Your last name is Zhang, so you have to be under the management of the Zhang family."

Zhang Qisan did not resist or refute, but his broken leg affected his performance.

Zhang Qiyuan felt that this might offend the little official. After all, this sculpture was quite spiritual. If the little official happened to see a tattered person in front of his sculpture...

It would be bad if it scared the minor official.

With healing spells, medicinal pills, and a combination of Chinese and Western medicine, Zhang Qisan was full of energy and vitality.

"Very good, kneel properly. The Zhang family doesn't owe you anything now!"

"You should blame your father for breaking the law knowing it!"

"He can't bear the bitter fruit, so you two should share it."

"You can't enter the ancestral hall, so just kneel here and reflect on your actions."

"Think about what saved your life."

Zhang Qiyuan talked for a long time and his mouth felt a little dry. He took out a glass of iced strawberry juice from the space, took a sip, and felt refreshed both physically and mentally.

"Don't make the same mistake again. If it happens again, hmm."

Zhang Qisan remained silent and no one knew what he was thinking. Few members of the Zhang family had a normal childhood, but the pain they suffered in childhood usually takes a lifetime to alleviate.

It can only be relieved, there is no antidote.