The wicked have their own evil

Zhang Chi stood in a daze for 5 minutes in the corridor before slowly walking towards the bench.

He sat on the bench, lowered his head slumped, as if he was looking at the floor, but his eyes didn't gather together, his eyes were empty.He clenched his phone tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand burst.

"Boss, the goods have been robbed."

He suddenly laughed out loud, he was really fucking played.

He raised his head, leaned against the wall tiredly, his thoughts were a little chaotic, he closed his eyes and meditated, recalling his brother's apologetic voice just now.

"Boss, we were attacked at sea," he said incoherently, probably because he hadn't expected why this happened.

Zhang Chi squeezed the phone tightly, his masseter muscles tensed, but there was no fluctuation in the bottom of his eyes, his heart was like an ancient well, as if he had expected it.

"How are you doing now?"

"Boss, we're fine, but the goods." He was a little panicked. They didn't have many people with them, and when they saw robbers with guns, they could only catch them with nothing.

"As long as you have nothing to do, you don't need to worry about the rest." Zhang Chi pressed his eyebrows, feeling a little tired, and said, "You guys have a good rest, and leave the rest to me."

"Boss, I'm sorry." His tone couldn't hide his guilt. He was responsible for completing this matter, but he didn't do it well. If something happened, he handed it back to the boss.

"It's almost enough, I'll check it out." He seemed calm, but a storm was gradually brewing in his eyes, his face was tightened fiercely, his veins were bulging, and he was full of arrogance.He will investigate and find out who is targeting them one after another.

The light in the corridor was dim, flickering and dimming. He didn't know how long he sat on the bench in the corridor before he got up and walked to Zitong's ward.It was too late at night, Zitong wrapped her arms around the quilt, and pressed her cheek against the quilt.He slept a little restlessly, and his eyelids fluttered from time to time.

Zhang Chi walked over lightly, carefully put his hands back under the quilt, covered the quilt again, and left.

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At three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, the wind was blowing chilly, and it was bitingly cold.Zhang Chi only wore a thin coat. He turned on the flashlight and entered the woods. The trees were like inseparable twins, with twisted branches.He had to go sideways, and needed to twist some twigs to get to the open woodland.He took a flashlight and looked forward, and there was a dilapidated thatched hut with simple construction on the forest land.

He opened the door and walked in. The room was dark. He turned on the dimly lit lights, and saw that batches of goods that should have been transported were still inside.

He looked at the guns side by side, frowned, and couldn't help but lit a cigarette to curb his irritability.He didn't tell anyone, including Shen Hua, that he didn't release all the goods, only 30.00%.He was testing, is there really someone playing with them?

The last warehouse explosion was not accidental, and this time it is definitely not.

He turned on the dial, thought for a while, and finally entered an unfamiliar number and called.All of a sudden, a sleepy and steady voice came over.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhang Chi clenched his phone tightly, rolled his throat, and said, "Yes, I may need your help with something."

"Say."

Zhang Chi pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, and told him what happened, his voice became more and more irritable: "I tried to check, but there is no way, it is definitely not a coincidence, it seems, like an invisible hand has been blocking it, Lao Tzu I just want to see who the hell is behind it."

The other party was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you know Chen Kong Group?"

Zhang Chi paused and asked, "Isn't that the company you worked for last time, why?"

"It's okay, I can't guarantee that I can find it out for you. Give me time and wait for my notice." The other party's tone didn't fluctuate at all, and after he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without even saying the concluding remarks.

Zhang Chi seemed to have gotten used to it. He exhaled to calm himself down, threw down the cigarette, stomped it out casually, grabbed the bag and sat down, closed his eyes and rested.This break is already daytime.

White light came in scattered through the thatch of the roof. Zhang Chi subconsciously blocked it with his hands, and woke up in a daze. He flipped through his phone, and it was almost nine o'clock.

He rubbed his temples, walked out, saw that his mobile phone did not prompt an unknown call, sighed, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.He called Zhou Xiaolin to pick him up to the hospital, and bought two breakfasts along the way.

He came to Zitong's ward immediately, and suddenly heard a few conversations.The familiar yet slightly unfamiliar voice was not as indifferent as usual, but also had a smile on it.

As soon as he entered, he saw a man in a suit chatting with Zitong. Zitong's complexion was much better than yesterday, his lips were slightly drawn, and he seemed to be chatting happily. He looked unhappy and knocked hard on the door a few times.

The man stood up, with a soft voice, and said to Zitong, "I have something to do, so I'll go first, you have a good rest."

After speaking, he turned around, smiled at Zhang Chi, and nodded slightly.Only then did Zhang Chi see his face and squinted his eyes.This man's appearance was comparable to Zitong's.Different from Zi Tong's appearance, which is a bit feminine and handsome, with delicate features.And this man is as gentle and handsome as jade, and his gestures are naturally elegant, like a nobleman who can only play the piano in a wealthy family.

Zhang Chi leaned against the door, folded his arms around his chest, his face darkened.The man stayed by the door for a few seconds, his lips curled up slightly, with a friendly smile that didn't match the eyes that seemed to be sizing up Zhang Chi.Not to be outdone, Zhang Chi looked back at him, his eyes were probing and arrogant, and he squinted slightly, feeling that the man's smile was glued on like paper and hadn't changed.

He looked at the back of the man leaving, and then looked at Zi Tong with his head buried, feeling sour in his heart, his looks matched, his temperament matched, no matter how he looked at him, he matched.He endured it and didn't ask.

Less than a minute after the man left, Zhou Xiaolin came in. He came in with his head down, and brought breakfast to Zhang Chi.Zhang Chi brought the breakfast and accidentally touched Zhou Xiaolin's hand, which was trembling and cold.Zhang Chi looked at him, Zhou Xiaolin's face was very pale, compared to Zitong, he looked more like a patient, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Zhang Chi frowned, he looked normal just now, he patted his face lightly, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Xiaolin was stunned for a few seconds, then looked at Zhang Chi with some panic: "Just now...?"

"Ok?"

Zhou Xiaolin looked at Zitong, feeling a flash of fear, hesitated to speak, shook his head, and said, "Boss, I, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for Zhang Chi to say anything, his steps were a little panicked, as if he was afraid of being chased by something.Zitong frowned slightly, thinking thoughtfully of the look that Zhou Xiaolin had looked at him just now.

Zhang Chi didn't care, put the breakfast on Zitong's side, and pouted his chin: "Eat."

Zitong didn't even look at it, picked up the breakfast and put it on the bedside table, said lightly, "I've already eaten."

This attitude is completely different from the one just now. Boss Zhang suppressed the frustration in his heart and asked, "Did he buy it?"

"Ah."

Zhang Chi couldn't help but ask, "Who?"

"my friend."

Zhang Chi leaned back in the back chair, with a stinky face, his eyeballs rolled around as if he was a little suspicious.

Zitong glanced at him and asked, "What?"

Zhang Chi put his hands behind his head, and his words were filled with jealousy: "How long have you two known each other?"

"Not long."

When Boss Zhang heard this, his tone became displeased, and he questioned: "It hasn't been long? It hasn't been long before the two of you can chat so well. Then I've known you for so long, why haven't I seen you smile for me."

"Why are you crazy?" Zitong glanced at him when he was playing with his mobile phone.

Zhang Chi: "..."

Zhang Chi gritted his teeth, and before he could speak, Zi Tong spit out another sentence slowly: "Apart from bullying when you were young, what else did you do?"

"..." Zhang Chi rolled his eyes, digested his words word by word, and asked tentatively, "When did you recognize me?"

"First look."

When Zhang Chi heard it, he was overjoyed: "I recognized it at the first sight. How long have you been secretly in love with me?"

"Have you changed?" In other words, it is not difficult to recognize you.

Zhang Chi touched his nose, his eyes flashed an infatuation, and said, "Then don't you ask me why I like to bully you so much before?"

Zitong glanced at him and said, "Is this reasonable?"

Boss Zhang shrugged his shoulders, put on a penitent expression, and then grinned narrowly: "Then what should I do, do you want me to bully you back, bully you how you want, how about lying down and letting you ravage me?"

Zitong: "...shut up."

Zhang Chi pursed his lips, reached out and pressed his hand on his forehead, Zi Tong gently patted his hand away, and said softly, "I'm fine, I'll go through the discharge procedures later."

Zhang Chi squinted at him: "Discharged?"

"I want to look at the store."

Zhang Chi was a little dissatisfied, and said angrily: "What store are you looking at, can you take a good fucking rest."

Zitong was noncommittal and continued to play with her mobile phone.

"You give me a rest, come to pick you up at night." Zhang Chi said, seeing that Zi Tong ignored him, he pinched his jaw and raised his eyes to him, saying word by word: "Hear, did you?"

Zitong was forced to look up at him, and said, "I'm not in pain, and I'm not sick, so I can walk by myself."

Zhang Chi squinted his eyes, and when he was about to speak, his mobile phone rang suddenly from his trouser pocket. He picked it up and listened: "What's the matter?" thing?"

Zhang Chi chatted in a low voice, and looked at Zitong, who was playing with the phone from time to time, with one hand on his waist, and his tone became more and more irritable: "Okay, I see." After speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap, and he looked With a glance at Zitong, the impetuousness on his face gradually faded away.After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and didn't want to slap his face. He pinched Zitong's cheeks with two fingers, closed them slightly, and threatened with a smile: "Be honest, if I come back, you will be discharged from the hospital. You can do it yourself." , Brother Lao Tzu is still in your shop now."

Zitong said helplessly: "...do you have to be so arrogant?"

Zhang Chi leaned over, bit his ear and said in a low voice, "That's not arrogant, didn't you realize that I was chasing you?"

Zitong: "...Sorry, I really don't think so."