The wicked have their own evil

Zhang Chi froze on the spot, with his mouth open, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to ask again: "Brother Hua, do you really think so?"

Shen Yu looked at Zhang Chi with hatred, and said: "I said, Boss Zhang, if you rebel, you will rebel. After so many years, it can't be worth a word of desire."

Zhang Chi stared at him violently, and said, "I didn't ask you."

Shen Hua finally spoke, and said lightly: "Achi, I hope you can explain to me why the gun that was given to Peblo at that time is still with you?"

When Zhang Chi heard this, a dark light seemed to be placed in his confused head. He seemed to understand something, and this series of things were aimed at him.

However, Shen Yu has been abroad for many years, and he can't do these things, but he knows that he must add fuel to Shen Hua.

Zhang Chi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Brother Hua, as I said earlier, there are ghosts in the gang. If they want to destroy us once, there must be a second time." His tone gradually became harsher, "I What I want to do is to find out the inner ghost."

Shen Yu sneered and said, "The ghost is you, isn't it?"

Zhang Chi really loathed him to the extreme, his eyes were burning with anger, he looked at Shen Di fiercely, his fists were clenched tremblingly, making the sound of bones creaking, his feet had just exerted force, but was caught by his brother They clamped their arms to stop.

"Boss, calm down."

Shen Yu asked with a sneer: "Is it right?"

Zhang Chi gritted his teeth, turned to look at Shen Hua's indifferent face, this time he really felt strange.Standing here now, looking at the brothers present, he felt dizzy and embarrassed.

He was silent for a few seconds, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Hua, I have never done anything disloyal or unrighteous, and I have never betrayed you."

Shen Hua was silent for a while, then sighed softly and said, "Ah Chi, it's time for you to rest for a while."

When Zhang Chi heard this, his throat rolled, and he just looked straight at him.

Shen Hua paused for a few seconds, turned his face away, and continued, "I plan to take over everything that you are responsible for."

These words seemed to be pressing hard on his heart like a stone, making him breathless and unable to speak.

Over the past ten years, everything he has done for Shen Hua is no match for a few photos on the ground, or a word from Shen Di.After all, he is an outsider, how can he compare to his relatives.

Shen Wei looked at the back of Zhang Chi leaving, feeling a little dissatisfied, "Uncle, maybe he really is the ghost, so you just let him go?

Shen Hua didn't answer the question, and only said, "I will check it out."

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At night, it was dark.

Zhang Chi went to drink alone, and was so dizzy that he swayed back home.Zhang Chi tried his best to open the chaotic eyes, standing crookedly, he lowered his head, put it against the door, and looked for the key in his trouser pocket. After a few seconds, he belched and cursed: "Fuck, which turtle bastard!" Dan took Lao Tzu's key?"

Zi Tong was still half lying on the bed reading a magazine in the room, when he suddenly heard a violent kick on the door, he put on a coat casually, went out and opened the door.As soon as the door opened, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol from Zhang Chi's body, his face was flushed, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and they were so scattered that he couldn't see clearly.

Zitong's face darkened, and he dragged Zhang Chi in, dragged him to sit on the sofa, and then got a wet towel to wipe his face.

Zhang Chi squinted, as if his eyes were spinning, but the familiar refreshing smell on Zitong's body made him relax, and he lowered his head to his shoulders.

Zitong pressed his face with both hands, and asked with burning eyes: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Chi blinked, seemed to be thinking about something, and muttered, "I can't find the key."

Zitong: "..." He took out the key from the inner pocket of his coat and handed it to him in mid-air.

He hiccupped, grinned and said, "So it's here, no wonder I can't find it no matter what."

Zitong asked again, "Why do you drink so much wine?"

Zhang Chi was silent for a while, buried his face in Zitong's shoulder, took a deep breath, and said pitifully, "Hey baby, I may not be able to support you in the future."

When Zitong heard this, his heart softened, and he gently wiped his face with his hand.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Chi squinted his drunken eyes, as if remembering something, then lowered his head, "He doesn't trust me." This should be his most wronged place.

Zitong clutched the towel tightly.

I don't know if it was because of his drunkenness, but Zhang Chi said the words that he would not say when he was sober, but now he said it all at once, as if he was looking for a place to vent.

Grievance, sadness, complaints, depression, all kinds of emotions come together and all vent out.

Zitong listened to what he said word for word, without any expression on his face, as if he expected it, even when he heard that Zhang Chi was forced to leave the gang, his tense face relaxed a little .

Zi Tong rubbed his cheeks with two fingers, and said softly: "You have me, can't you, that bastard, don't stay."

-

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the night was so quiet that only the whistling wind could be heard.

Zhang Chi drank the honey water that Zitong made for him, then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.Zitong confirmed that he was asleep, then lowered his eyes, walked to the balcony, and stared deeply at the dark bottom.

After a while, he finally picked up his mobile phone and called his only friend, Young Master Chen.

After getting through, he said slowly: "Chen Bingyan."

The man on the phone smiled and said, "It's in the middle of the night, are you here to disturb people's dreams?"

Zitong replied, "I know you won't go to bed so early."

"looking for me?"

Zitong was silent for a while, and asked, "What did you do?"

With the tacit understanding between the two of them for many years, Chen Bingyan naturally knew what he was asking

He smiled, and said casually: "I sent Shen Hua a photo."

Zitong paused and said, "What photo?"

Chen Bingyan asked back: "What is he most afraid of?"

Zitong suddenly understood and grabbed the phone fiercely.

"Shen Hua's temperament is very suspicious, but he is still kind to Zhang Chi." He smiled and continued: "As long as the ice that is hidden deepest in his heart is smashed hard, he can be whoever None of them trust him, including Zhang Chi."

Zitong held the railing with his left hand, and veins appeared on the back of his hand.

Chen Bingyan said with a smile: "Now that you have said what you want and do what you want, you should be happy."

He got the result he wanted, he should really be happy, but his mind is as calm as water, only the thought of Zhang Chi getting drunk because of Shen Hua made him a little turbulent.

Zi Tong said: "He is still staying there, it will be very dangerous."

As soon as he said this, Zi Tong could imagine him rolling his eyes, even on the phone.

Chen Bingyan sneered and said, "Is that the only reason why you pretend to be a white lotus in front of me?" He smiled teasingly, "If that's the case, why don't you tell Zhang Chi honestly, what do you want to do to me?" What does Shen Hua do, do you dare?"

You dare?Zitong's hands stopped, and he simply hung up the phone.

It's not just this reason, he doesn't just want him to leave the gang, what he wants more is that he can stay away completely, the farther the better, and there will be no more entanglements.

Chen Bingyan looked at the phone that was hung up, and just smacked his mouth. Why didn't Zitong change his old habit of hanging up the phone when he didn't agree with each other.

So, with feelings, it's really hard to do anything.

With Zitong's temperament, he will suffer bitter fruit in the future.Chen Bingyan smiled mercilessly.