After being dumped by his son and his father

Shao Ke's face was ruthless, and at this moment he even had the idea of ​​strangling the woman to death. He ignored Zhou Yun's words, and his entire vision was filled with the woman's distorted face in pain.

"Shao Ke!" Zhou Yun's anxious voice echoed in his ears. He came over and wanted to break away Shao Ke's hand holding the woman's neck, "Are you crazy! Let him go quickly, don't get involved if you want to die I!"

It's a pity that Shao Ke's strength is astonishing. No matter how hard Zhou Yun tried, he couldn't take Shao Ke's hand away from the woman's neck. Shao Ke was not brought in from the outside for Shao Ke to pinch her. If there is something wrong with this woman, he will not be able to run away if he takes joint and several responsibilities.

Even if the surrounding light was dim, the woman's face could be seen turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. She opened her mouth wide and gasped for breath, as if she could absorb a sliver of oxygen, just when the woman thought she was about to be unable to hold on. Suddenly, Leng Buding felt the strength in her neck suddenly disappear, and a large amount of oxygen scrambled towards her face.

The woman's body slid down the wall powerlessly, and then collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Shao Ke looked down at the woman whose face was full of fear, and all his consciousness came back after a while. The touch of pinching the woman's neck just now remained at his fingertips. He could even clearly feel that he was holding a fragile knife in his hand. Life, however, is not very comfortable. If he really pinched it down, his life would go on a completely different track in the future.

But this is not what Shao Ke wants.

Even if he and Qi Chengche would never reach that step, he never thought of turning himself into such a bad person.

These days, he seems to have completely deviated from his original track, which also means that he is getting farther and farther away from Qi Chengche.

At this moment, Shao Ke thought a lot in a mess, he had a headache, and suddenly wanted to find a place to calm down and think carefully. The flies stopped, causing his whole world to be filled with intermittent and fragmented sounds.

"Brother Yun, I'm not going." Shao Ke rubbed his brows, turned his head and said to Zhou Yun with a complicated expression, "Please help me to tell Brother Jian, I'm a little tired today, and I want to go back to the hotel to rest. "

Zhou Yun was already very angry at Shao Ke's impulsive behavior just now, and was about to speak, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the waiter who got the news and squeezed over from the crowd from the corner of his eyes. Shao Ke asked Shao Ke to go to the hall first, and it was already half an hour after he finished dealing with these matters. When he rushed to the hall, he saw Shao Ke sitting in the rest area in a daze, his handsome face was full of confusion, Like a child who can't find his way home.

Zhou Yun quietly sat next to Shao Ke, and the two brothers patted him on the shoulder, opening their mouths to intimidate and lure: "It's not that I, a brother, want to talk about you, it's just that yesterday you promised Brother Jian to come today. Well, it turned out that there were so many accidents at the last moment, and that woman was almost strangled to death. Just like my grandson, I was scolded bloody by the woman just now, so I managed to muddle through this matter. You pat your ass and leave, stay I clean up this mess by myself."

The voice of complaint somehow brought back Shao Ke's thoughts. He slowly turned his head and looked at Zhou Yun with his eyes. He has a small face, almond eyes and thin lips, and delicate features.

In fact, Zhou Yun's demeanor and expression at certain times are somewhat similar to Qi Chengche's, that's why Shao Ke is willing to fool around with him, otherwise, given Zhou Yun's caring and greedy character, Shao Ke would never have looked at this kind of person at all.

But now, Shao Ke suddenly felt that Zhou Yun and Qi Chengche had no similarities at all. Qi Chengche was upright and gentle, and liked to squint his eyes and smile. And even the pores on Zhou Yun's skin exuded a disgusting street atmosphere, which was completely incomparable with Qi Chengche.

Shao Ke raised one side of his lips, showing a half-smile expression: "Brother Jian, there are so many dog ​​legs around him? I don't have too many, I don't have too many, even if I go home now, it doesn't matter to him Lose it."

"How could it be? Brother Jian admires you the most among our group of brothers. He always asks about you when he calls me on the road." Zhou Yun put his hand on Shao Ke's shoulder, but was caught by Shao Ke. Calmly moved to the side to distance himself from him, Zhou Yun's expression changed slightly, he suppressed the displeasure in his eyes and continued with a playful smile, "You have also seen what brother Jian looks like when he is angry, in case he doesn't wait for you Get angry, and I'm not the one who got hurt in the end, so you just have the heart to watch your good brother take the blame for you?"

Shao Ke bared his teeth at Zhou Yun with a half-smile: "None of my business."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun was stunned, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "Hey, what do you mean by that? I was scolded like a dog by Brother Jian several times because of you, and you actually said it's none of your business?"

"Aren't you just his running dog? Why bother to stand up again." Shao Ke sneered, he didn't want to entangle Zhou Yun in such a boring matter anymore, so he simply got up and prepared to leave the hall.

"Stop!" Zhou Yun yelled from behind.

Shao Ke's face was so dark that it seemed to be soaked in ink. He put his hands in his pockets, pursed his lips and quickened his pace silently.

"Shao Ke! I told you to stop. Believe it or not, I'll let brother Jian kill you now!" Zhou Yun's frantic voice sounded from behind, and he ran three steps at a time to block Shao Ke's way , As a result, Shao Ke stretched out his hand easily and was pushed away by him.

With a bit of sarcasm in the corner of Shao Ke's mouth, he completely tore off the peaceful disguise of the previous few days, and said coldly: "If I don't speak, you really think I'm a fool, you think I can't see that you and Zhang Zijian's group are united Is it the act of robbing me of money at the mahjong table? Just forget about the money you lost before, and treat it as a beggar, and you don’t need to call me for your dirty activities in the future. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other.”

Zhou Yun jumped out of anger at Shao Ke's words, and he didn't dare to step forward due to the height and strength gap between the two, but he soon calmed down and even grinned.

Shao Ke realized that something was wrong, turned around and was about to leave, but in the next second, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and at some point, there were seven or eight tall and burly black-clothed bodyguards surrounded him with expressionless faces, and they stood upright in a row Like a thick impenetrable wall, the sharp gaze swept over Shao Ke like a searchlight.

Before Shao Ke could react, the black-clothed bodyguard seemed to have been programmed, and he stepped forward in unison to approach Shao Ke. At the same time, Zhou Yun also stepped forward and grabbed Shao Ke's arm. , said with ill intentions: "Brother Jian invited you to play mahjong, but he didn't mean to kill you. Look at how nervous you are."

"Go away!" Shao Ke shook Zhou Yun's hand violently, bypassing the black-clothed bodyguards on the far side and continuing to walk outside.

It's a pity that before he took a few steps, those bodyguards came to drag him. Shao Ke felt disgusted, and flexibly avoided the hands stretched out by those people. Just as he was about to run out, he suddenly saw a person's fist pointing directly at his left cheek When the call came, Shao Ke, who was experienced in combat, almost subconsciously buried his head to avoid that fist, and then put his foot in the man's abdomen when he raised his body.

Shao Ke used all his strength for this sudden kick, and the man let out a short and rapid scream. Seeing this, the others were really moved, and they swarmed towards Shao Ke, even though Shao Ke had beaten him outside. Quite a few of them are bullies who walk sideways in the school, but there is a fundamental difference between students and real bodyguards. After a few back and forth, Shao Ke gradually became powerless, and he couldn't even find a chance to escape, and was finally suppressed by a group of people. .

The commotion they made was so loud that many people came to watch, and even alarmed the manager on duty in the lobby. Zhou Yun knew the manager, sent them away with a few words, and offered to help them evacuate the scene. Zhou Yun led the bodyguards to push Shao Ke into a familiar box, and when he opened the door, he could feel the smoky and golden drunkenness inside. Shao Ke spent so many days in this box.

For some reason, at this moment, Shao Ke only has strong disgust and rejection towards this place. He feels that he who took the initiative to go in before was a big fool, so stupid that he voluntarily became a fish to be slaughtered.

The light in the private room was bright once in a while, and the gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling finally came in handy. The bright yellow light was a little dazzling, Shao Ke subconsciously squinted his eyes, and turned his gaze to the wide leather chair sitting in the middle. Middle-aged man on the sofa.

Zhang Zijian is only 33 years old this year, but he looks particularly vicissitudes like he is in his 40s. He was born in a peasant family, dropped out of high school, climbed up from the bottom step by step, and stepped on the heads of many people. He is a ruthless character in the movie, his clothes are pretty good, he doesn't wear gold and silver like the nouveau riche in the traditional sense, he can't wait to hang all the valuable things on his body.

"Brother Jian." Shao Ke raised the corners of his mouth, his delicate features full of sarcasm.

There are many people sitting beside Zhang Zijian, all of them are a combination of ugly men and beautiful women who are cuddling and wishing to become conjoined twins. The eyes of those people are sticking to Shao Ke's skin like poison, and the strong discomfort is constantly stimulating Shao Ke's nerves, Shao Ke's face is calm, but his fists are clenched tightly, thinking how to get out of the body, but it seems a bit difficult at present.

"Playing mahjong?" Zhang Zijian asked with a smile. He looked like an honest big brother, and his voice was very hoarse.

Shao Ke said: "I'm sorry Brother Jian, I'm very uncomfortable today and I want to go back to the hotel to rest."

"Hey, the big man is so hypocritical. If there is any discomfort, he will forget it after playing a few games of mahjong. I don't think you seem to be uncomfortable. Didn't you still have strength when you beat my subordinate just now?" Zhang Zijian grinned. Grinding his teeth in an inexplicable way, he raised his chin behind Shao Ke, and the two bodyguards of Deling pressed Shao Ke's shoulders and forced him to sit down in front of the mahjong table.

Shao Ke suffered some internal injuries during the fight just now, which could not be seen on the surface, but the places where he was hit are still painful until now. His whole body's strength seemed to be drained, and he didn't have any strength to struggle. It could be seen that there was a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and he watched Zhang Zijian coldly and yelled the two of them to sit down at the mahjong table together.

Zhang Zijian didn't mind Shao Ke's indifferent attitude at all, and he patted his arm in a good-tempered manner and said, "Brother knows that you are still a student and don't have a lot of money. It can only be considered bad luck for you if you lost so much money a few days ago, so Today I don’t plan to let you gamble anymore, how about this, how about the loser give us a show? I’ve never seen a high school student dance the Luo dance when I grow up.”

After speaking, Zhang Zijian turned around and asked the others: "What do you think?"

Naturally, he was answered by echoes one after another, as well as a few loud whistles.