Come on, hurt each other [Rebirth]

It had just rained, but unfortunately the temperature did not drop. Instead, after the weather cleared up, a puff of heat evaporated on the concrete floor, making people feel stuffy.

Zhou Yize still cooked dinner.

Cheng Yi glanced at Zheng Quan, and then at Zhou Yize who was sitting across from him. The two looked at each other, both worried.

When the two of them first came in, Zheng Quan had just hung up the phone, and he didn't know who called. Zheng Gong blushed with anger, his neck was thick, his eyes were red, his chest heaved as if he couldn't breathe.

Seeing the two of them coming over, he hurriedly restrained his annoyed expressions, smiled awkwardly, and just said politely.

There were no more ingredients in the refrigerator, so Zhou Yize heated up the pork rib soup at noon, made another plate of stir-fry, made an egg drop soup, and the three of them ate it.

On the dining table, there was only the sound of chopsticks accidentally touching porcelain bowls and plates. Zheng Quan ate with a sullen expression, which was very different from his previous appearance of chatting and laughing while eating.

"Oh Uncle Zheng, I heard from my brother that we will go to see Uncle Zhao together in the morning, what time are we going?" Cheng Yi pretended to be unintentional and broke the dull atmosphere. A complicated look flashed across her face, like impatience and anger, which made it difficult to figure out for a while.

Both Cheng Yi and Zhou Yize paid attention to his expression, and they immediately realized that the phone call was related to Lao Zhao.

Zheng Quan quickly lowered his head, and he took two mouthfuls of rice before saying in a muffled voice: "I have something to do tomorrow, so I just...don't go there. You two don't go there either, he... his family is here, so don't worry about it. It's Lao Zhao's business." Son...don't worry about it, just stay at ease."

Zheng Quan bit the word "family" quite heavily, as if he wanted to bite Lao Zhao's family into pieces.

Cheng Yi frowned, "What's wrong with Uncle Zheng? Uncle Zhao's... did his family say something?"

Zheng Quan had a serious face, and he was silent for a while before he spoke: "This afternoon, since his family members came over, they have been calling me, saying that it was Lao Zhao's brother, and he said that Lao Zhao's injury was considered a work-related injury, and he claimed 100 million yuan. "

Cheng Yi almost couldn't believe his ears, "Work-related injury?"

Zhou Yize wasn't too touched when he heard the words. He had pursued many debts as a thug before, and none of the hooligans he had met was reasonable, but those professionals were unreasonable, and they didn't pay back the money until they paid back.

"Anyway, don't go there, the people over there are rascals! It's hard to get rid of if they are entangled. I guess they don't dare to come to the construction site. After all, there are so many workers on the construction site, he dare not come to make trouble." Zheng Quan said. Tired, I haven't had a good night's sleep because of these things in the past two days.

Cheng Yi and Zhou Yize nodded, knowing that they couldn't help, so they decided not to make trouble.

Cheng Yi and the two returned to their room after dinner.

The small room was extremely hot and stuffy, and the thick air wrapped around his body was almost suffocating, as if his movements were slow, and every breath seemed to carry scorching heat.

"I'm going to take a shower. If you're really hot, go out and get some wind." Zhou Yize was covered in sweat.

"I want to wash too." Cheng Yi couldn't hold it anymore, he sniffed, "I feel like I'm rotten."

Zhou Yize turned around to comfort him, "It's nothing."

Cheng Yi looked at him coldly, took off the vest and handed it over, "Have you heard?"

Zhou Yize retreated in disgust, and he smirked: "It's really not bad."

"Okay, then you can smell it."

"Cheng Yi, are you looking for trouble? I'm a big man who smells your vest. Do I have such a strong taste? All right, all right, then take a shower quickly." Zhou Yize also thinks it's not a big deal not to let Cheng Yi take a bath. Son, it's really uncomfortable to sweat all over in such heat. If the condition worsens, he will just take care of it.

After taking a shower, the two of them didn't want to stay in the small room at all, they squatted at the door and chatted one after another.

"Uncle Zheng seems to be worried about that." Cheng Yi stretched out his hand and pulled the cigarette out of Zhou Yize's mouth.

Zhou Yize was playing minesweeping with his head down, and was taken aback by him. He glared at Cheng Yi, "Are you looking for trouble?"

"I'll buy you some lollipops tomorrow." Cheng Yi pressed the cigarette butt to the ground and extinguished it.

Zhou Yize took a look and knew that he couldn't help but he gave up too. His body's addiction to cigarettes is not too great, so he can definitely quit if he knows how to quit.

"It's so annoying! Do as you please." Zhou Yize bowed his head and continued to play minesweeper without further ado, "That person is a rascal. If it really doesn't work, let Uncle Zheng ask someone to teach him a lesson. He is a foreigner, and he has nothing to do here. You can't get over it without a couple of threats."

Cheng Yi glanced at him in the tone of his cousin, "You understand these hooligan methods quite well."

Zhou Yize concentrated on playing the game and said casually: "Is this called means? You have never seen the more rogue methods used in debt collection before."

"Huh?" Cheng Yi noticed that word, and he frowned, "What debt is chasing?"

Zhou Yize looked at the phone screen without any movement, but there was no guilty expression on his face, he asked calmly, "You have lived such a long life and no one has asked you to borrow money?"

Cheng Yi faintly felt something was wrong, he always felt that his cousin was hiding something from him, and logically speaking, even if someone asked his cousin to borrow money, it was just someone from the school, what kind of hooligan methods did the students use?

"Then tell me what hooligan methods are there?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? By the way, if we don't go to see Uncle Zhao tomorrow, we'll go to Jinnan Community to find someone." Zhou Yize changed the subject in due course.

As soon as Cheng Yi heard that he was looking for someone, his attention was diverted, and he was in a depressed mood. He had no idea, and always felt that this matter was unreliable.

There were shrill screams from the abandoned warehouse.

This warehouse has been covered with a thick layer of dust since no one has been there for many years, and a lot of spider webs have formed. After walking two steps, I feel that my arm is covered with spider silk. It is useless to stretch out my arm, but I can still feel it. to the tangled spider silk on the arm.

"Okay, I can hide." A sneering man sneered, looked around, the iron roof was still leaking, and the accumulated water flowed down the bottom of the wall, leaving a layer of moss over the years.

"Little brothers, please do me a favor, give me a few more weeks! I really have no money now, I kowtow to you, please! Please!" An honest middle-aged man knelt on the ground, his voice Trembling and begging for mercy, tears were streaming down his face, he didn't know how long he hadn't washed his face, and there were several marks washed out, and he slammed his head on the ground one by one, more attentively than his own ancestors.

The man didn't move at all, instead he kicked the man on the chest and knocked the man to the ground.The strength was neither light nor heavy, and the man's cry was real and lifelike, as if his bones were broken by kicking.

"Scream you! Don't pretend to me, it's useless! Forgiveness? I've been hiding for a fucking week, so I and my brothers can find it! Just say now~or not~" the last sentence The man squeezed through the teeth, with a thick and threatening tone.

The middle-aged man immediately got up again and knelt down. He didn't beg for mercy with tears anymore, but secretly swept his eyes at the few people standing lazily behind the man, as if he wasn't the one who begged for mercy cowardly just now.

The middle-aged man knew that he couldn't escape today, and there was a hint of malice in his small eyes. He lowered his head and whispered: "I still have a house at home, my wife! My wife has a lot of dowry. Give me One day! Just one day, I went home to get something, and you were with me! With you by my side, she dare not refuse to give it to me, when the time comes, I can pay back the money right away!"

The man snorted coldly when he heard the words, and there was a look of contempt in his eyes. This man would hide himself, leaving his wife and ten-year-old son at home. His little one almost has no place to stay. , Want to go back and eat your wife?

He turned his head and said to the man who was squatting on the outermost floor doing nothing, "Brother Zhou, you can deal with it." He stepped aside after speaking.

The middle-aged man's heart trembled when he heard the word "deal with", and he shivered. Then he noticed that there was another person outside, but it was blocked by those people.

The man was in his early twenties, but he looked handsome. He was wearing a tight black vest, which outlined his chest and abdominal muscles. He squatted there with a cigarette in his mouth.

When he heard someone calling himself, he clapped his hands and stood up, slowly walking towards that person.

Seeing the laziness of the man, the middle-aged man was not so vicious, and his deterrent power was not as good as that of the little hooligan just now, so he felt a little relieved, but he still had that pitiful look on his face.

Zhou Zeju squinted at the man condescendingly. His tall stature gave off a sense of oppressiveness. He and the middle-aged man looked at each other for a few seconds.

The middle-aged man tentatively said: "Can you allow a day, just one day!"

Zhou Ze's face softened, and the corners of his eyes were slightly bent downward, as if it was a prelude to laughing.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man thought he had been pardoned, and slowly pulled the corners of his mouth. Before he could widen his smile, Zhou Ze suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped heavily on the man's shoulder, almost stomping him to the ground.

Zhou Ze tilted his head slightly and asked casually: "One day's grace? All right, then you choose."

The middle-aged man was taken aback by this sudden movement, he asked in a trembling voice, "Pick, pick what?"

"Chop off the left hand or the right hand? Me! Me! Choose!" Zhou Ze said the last three words one by one, which made the man turn pale with fright.

"If you don't get any money tomorrow, then it's not chopping your hands. Do you want to cut the left kidney first, or the right kidney first?" Zhou Ze said with a sneer, "Is your kidney good? Guess two kidneys?" Is it enough to repay the interest you owe? No matter how you get the money? Find another house to continue borrowing usury or buy organs, you have to pay back the money, otherwise you will not even have a chance to commit suicide."

The middle-aged man heard the words as if he was mourning his concubine, crying so much that the heavens and the earth were shaken.

A trace of disgust flashed across Zhou Ze's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to remove the man's chin. He said coldly, "Call again and I'll fuck your tongue."

The man fell silent all of a sudden, he didn't dare to make a sound even though he was in pain, he felt that what the man said was true, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body trembled like chaff.

Zhou Ze stood up straight and squatted down. He poked the cigarette butt on the man's hand, and the back of the man's hand turned red immediately. He pulled out a sarcastic smile, "You said you have no money, what kind of usury are you borrowing? Huh? No money What kind of gambling? What kind of concubine without a wallet? You go out drinking and drinking without money? Huh?"

After Zhou Ze finished speaking, he didn't speak again. He didn't know where he took out a silver dagger.

Seeing the dagger, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, knowing that he was doomed, he no longer pretended to be pitiful, and struggled desperately to get up.

Zhou Ze seemed to have known that he was going to run, so he grabbed his right arm with his backhand and pulled it hard, which directly dislocated his arm, and he felt cold all over his body.

"A word of advice, don't move any more~ Believe it or not, I'll break your two legs."

The man lay on the ground speechless, with tears and snot all over his face, and this time he was crying more sincerely.