The wicked have their own evil

When Zhang Chi woke up, he was in a strange room.

He was still numb from the electric shock, so he sat up, tapped his brain, and looked forward.

The decoration of this room is a deep black walnut color, which makes him feel a little restrained, but the furnishings are luxurious and elegant, obviously expensive.

He thinks he has a good memory, but he has never made such a "friend" in his impression.

He frowned, simply got out of bed, and went to open the door.But the door was locked from the outside and couldn't be opened no matter what.His heart sank, this unknown strangeness made him irritable, and he couldn't help kicking the door hard.

After about a minute, the door was opened.Two men with strange faces came in. He couldn't recognize who they were, but he remembered the voice.

"Sorry Mr. Zhang, you can't leave yet." The man in black said.

Zhang Chi narrowed his eyes and looked at him coldly, "Call your boss over."

The man was indifferent, and stretched out his hand to signal him to go back to the room and sit down.

Zhang Chi was not a negotiable one either, he simply kicked the man, and when the man dodged, he rushed back.

He knew that he might not be able to escape, but he wanted to see what the hell this was.But in the next second, he was grabbed by a man.

The man's arm muscles tensed up, and it could be seen that he had exerted a lot of strength. His five fingers sank into him fiercely, and he looked at Zhang Chi cautiously.

Zhang Chi's left elbow slammed back, and while he was resisting, he locked his right hand and tried to press it against the wall, but he counterattacked with a sideways kick.

"Fuck." He couldn't help swearing.

"Offended." The man said.

Zhang Chi squinted his eyes, and punched him straight again, wrestling with the man.He found that the man's face was solemn and his actions were cautious. After a long time, he gradually lost the wind. Zhang Chi took the opportunity to grab his throat, twisted his arms back and pressed against the wall, completely losing his fighting power.

Zhang Chi paused and said, "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

The man did not speak.

Zhang Chi paused for a few seconds, then tentatively asked, "Is it Young Master Chen?"

As soon as the question was asked, years of sensitivity made him feel the man's slight stiffness. Later, his voice was still flat and without any emotion, "You will know."

Zhang Chi's mood suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea like a capsized ship.The back of his hand was slightly bruised, and he exerted force unconsciously. The man whose throat was strangled felt a little uncomfortable, and only frowned slightly.

If this is the case, then Shen Hua and a group of brothers will be in danger now.It's just what is the purpose of arresting him, whether he wants to get something from him or has other purposes.

Thinking about it, his heart suddenly became irritable, as if he had accumulated a stagnation that would not dissipate, and it accumulated more and more, without any solution, it was about to make him explode.

"Let go." The man said calmly.

"Fang, you, Mom." Zhang Chi lowered his eyes, and his voice was soft but gloomy, "Don't fucking fool me."

As soon as the words came out, he heard the sound of footsteps, light and steady, Zhang Chi seemed to be frozen, still, and his eyes would not blink, just listening to the sound of stepping on the floor, getting closer and closer, and then stopped at in front of him.

Zhang Chi didn't raise his head, he couldn't tell the reason why he didn't raise his head, he just felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart, which was worse than the emotion just now.

He only saw a pair of slender and beautiful legs, wearing tight jeans. For some reason, he suddenly remembered that when he first came to the door, he saw Zitong, who was so cold, exactly like this pair of pants.

Zhang Chi fell in love with him at the first sight, he was like a flower born in the iceberg and snow, the snowflakes drifted, but they insisted on drifting to the bottom of his heart bit by bit, and then gradually filled up, leaving no gaps , can't get out.

Shen Hua was obsessed with watching Hong Kong movies for a while, and the word he likes to say to him most is "be brave." He is courageous and fearless, but now he has inexplicable fear.

I was so afraid that my neck seemed to be hung with a heavy lead, so heavy that I couldn't even lift my head.

"It's not Young Master Chen, it's me."

He spoke suddenly.

Zhang Chi felt that his strength was taken off by these words, and when he lost his strength, he let go, his arms drooped as if he didn't feel it, and the man took two steps back.

He raised his head and looked at his face, which was so familiar, but now the more he looked at it, the more unfamiliar he felt.Zitong has a white jade-like face, and the facial features seem to be carefully carved by God, without any flaws. It is the face he likes the most.

Zhang Chi was thinking, what made him miss it.He has been watching people for many years, and whether it is the expression or the emotion in his eyes, he can clearly see whether the other person is licking blood from the tip of a knife or a citizen living an ordinary life.

He always thought that Zitong was the latter, but now, he has doubts about his skill.

In fact, it is not that Zitong has not shown other sides, for example, when talking about Shen Hua.Zhang Chi inexplicably felt that the snowflakes that were filled in his heart floated out again, and what remained was empty.

He wanted to ask why.But his throat seemed to be blocked, and he didn't ask anything, just looked at him like this, without any expression on his face.

"It's me, Zhang Chi." He said it again.

It seems that Zhang Chi's thoughts are not here now, his mind is empty, and he doesn't know what to think of.He didn't speak, and wanted to pass Zitong to go out, but he grabbed his right arm.

As soon as Zhang Chi saw his face, he couldn't really fight him like he did with the man just now.He stretched out his left hand and made a fake move, trying to take the opportunity to get away from him.

A man without any martial arts experience would be subconsciously deceived by him.But Zitong didn't know how, he skillfully pinned Zhang Chi's hand and pushed him to the ground.

Such familiarity is not like just learning the surface.

Zhang Chi didn't get up, and the voice heard by his ears was low, but light, as if it came from afar, it was not real, and he was in a trance.

"You can't go out."

Then, he was imprisoned.

The funniest thing is that he is imprisoned by his lover who is on the tip of his heart.