The wicked have their own evil

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the Chisha Night Club."

Zhang Chi looked at the gangsters in front of him, and suddenly the world was spinning, his feet went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.He grabbed the corner of the wall fiercely, bowed his fingers slightly, as if he was about to sink into the gravel on the wall, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

He was a little at a loss. Shen Hua, who was close to him, Zhou Xiaolin, who was like a younger brother, and Zi Tong, his lover, concealed and betrayed each other.The three closest people around him, but none of them were honest with him.

He lowered his head, and suddenly let out a low laugh, which was not like the laughter Zhou Xiaolin usually heard.This kind of laughter is strange and sad to Xiao Lin, and it is impossible for the boss Zhang he knows to be like this.

Zhang Chi's fingers were scratched by gravel, but he didn't seem to feel it. His hand suddenly dropped, as if he had no strength. He lowered his head and said softly, "I hate that others betrayed me."

"Boss." Zhou Xiaolin knew that there was no turning back when he said it, but he was still panicked, sad and confused, mixed with various emotions, like an abyss with no bottom.

Zhang Chi pulled his lips, showing slight mockery, "I hate that people treat me like a dog."

Zhou Xiaolin didn't doubt that he would kill him in the next second, that's fine, his physical injury couldn't be worth what Zhang Chi said to him, it was like a sharp gun fired at him.

Zhang Chi clenched his fist, raised it slightly and then lowered it down. He looked at Zhou Xiaolin, his eyes were bloodshot, and said three words, "Let's go."

Zhou Xiaolin looked at Zhang Chi in a panic.

"Boss," he almost cried, "I have no other family."

He has nowhere to go.

Zhang Chi thought of Aunt Zhou, that kind and simple woman, he seemed to have never been so sad as before, suddenly his eyes got wet, he didn't even look at Zhou Xiaolin, turned his head away, and left.

-

Zitong and Chen Bingyan were eating in the restaurant, and they booked a room with excellent sound insulation. They seemed to be enjoying the food, but in fact there was a bug placed in the middle of the mahogany table.

Chen Bingyan didn't know what he heard, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled, but he didn't get too angry, and sighed softly, "What a bastard I don't know well."

Zi Tong's eyebrows were cold, as if he was indifferent to himself, but the chopsticks he was holding were about to be broken, and the back of his hand was covered with veins.

Chen Bingyan brought food for him, and said: "I've already done what I've done for you," he smiled lightly, but his beautiful eyebrows were vaguely ruthless, and said word by word: "Next, it's my business. "

Zitong frowned at him.

He picked up the small teacup, drank it down, and looked at him with sharp eyes, "Since your family already knows, now you have two choices, find a way to keep him out of it, or," he said with a smile: "I caught everything."

Zitong pursed his lips and remained silent.

"You don't want to give up halfway, do you?" He poured tea for himself and clicked his tongue twice. "You said you're making trouble for yourself, and you insist on getting involved with him."

When Zitong heard this, his face sank, "It's none of your business how I got involved with him."

Chen Bingyan smiled slightly, with a cold voice, "I just care about you, lest you forget what the original purpose was." He stared at Zitong, "Thunderbook Prison is a place that makes life worse than death. Shen Hua pushes here, and I expand my power so that I can deal with my father, this is our plan from now on."

"I haven't forgotten," Zitong replied after being silent for a moment, "I'll let him stay out of it."

Chen Bingyan raised the small teacup and said softly, "Then wish us both success."

-

Inexplicably panicked in Zhang Chi's heart. He looked at the ashtray full of cigarette butts, and he didn't know how many cigarettes he had smoked in the current one.

He scratched his head irritably, and slammed his fists against the table hard, the backs of his fingers turned red instantly.He is not afraid of the sky and the earth, he has been afraid of something before, but this time, he shrinks back.

He closed his eyes and gripped the edge of the table with both hands.He likes Zitong very much, to the point where he treats him with a slight indifference, knowing his heart like a knife, to the point that he does what he hates the most, and he will be at a loss.

He has ways to deal with the enemy, but he can't find any way to deal with Zitong.

"Shit," he gasped, his eyes red, fighting back the unbearable emotion.

For a moment, he was in a daze, pacing up and down.

He should go to the Chisha night party.

But as soon as he opened the door, a van parked in front of him, and the door was pulled open instantly.Four disguised men got out of the car and walked in front of Zhang Chi.

Dressed in black and wearing masks, they approached Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi frowned and took two steps back.

Before he asked who they were, a man had already punched him with a howling breeze, but Zhang Chi swiftly dodged and looked at them vigilantly.He was a little irritable now, but after this fight, his whole body exuded excitement and ready to move.He clenched his fists tightly and stretched out his fighting posture, like an agile leopard, he punched hard.

Zhang Chi was notoriously desperate in fights, but when facing four strong men with fighting experience, he began to feel a little bit exhausted.

Zhang Chi wiped away the blood from his mouth, and watched them take two steps back, as if they had no intention of continuing. His eyes were full of hostility, and he put his hands down, and asked, "Who is your boss?"

They looked at each other a few times, and one of the men said to no one, "Forget it, sir, don't let us hurt him."

Their initial purpose was to knock him unconscious, and it seemed that this method would not work.

gentlemen?Before Zhang Chi had time to ask who the gentleman was.Suddenly a man turned up the electric shock baton from behind and attacked Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi only felt an electric current passing through his internal organs, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. In an instant, he half-kneeled on the ground and put his hands on the ground.His voice was full of hostility, and he stared at them fiercely, "Despicable."

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The man unceremoniously gave him another blow, making Zhang Chi lose his ability to resist, and fell directly to the ground, unconscious.

Several men surrounded Zhang Chi who was unconscious.A man mocked: "You are really capable, are you not afraid of being blamed?"

The man holding the electric shock baton gave him a few indifferent glances, "His desperate style of play, do you want to see who dies first?"

The man sneered a few times and didn't speak again.