The wicked have their own evil

What is your purpose?

Zi Tong was cutting garlic with his head down, accidentally cut his index finger, he quickly held the blood in his mouth, and then put on a band-aid.

He didn't call him back.

His mother told him not to be a law-breaker like his father, so he chose another way to deal with Shen Hua, he didn't want his life, he just wanted to send him to the worst prison.

The so-called worst prison is just another way of life that is worse than death.

He doesn't care about other people, he only cares about Zhang Chi.

But Zhang Chi is not, he cares about too many people, he is just one of them.

Thinking of this, Zitong's face turned cold, and his facial features were as cold as frost, as if frozen.He thought that after the matter was over, even if there was a conflict, it would not be like this, but it was unsatisfactory.

"I'm here, like a shrinking turtle, hiding behind and waiting for you to deal with my brother before coming out. Do you think this is me?"

He remembered that Zhang Chi held his hand all the time, and something seemed to disappear from his eyes, which suddenly made him panic for a moment.

It's been the third day of being locked up.

Zitong brought the rice in and put it on the bedside table.Without saying a word, he lowered his head, spooned a bowl of rice, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Zhang Chi didn't open his mouth, he just pressed against his lips like this, as if his hands wouldn't get sore, waiting for him to open his mouth.

Zitong said suddenly: "Do you still remember how you fed me once?" He was recalling, first frowning slightly, then stretching, and pulling his lips slightly.

Zhang Chi didn't speak.

"Just like this, hand it to my mouth, and then threaten and lure." Zitong said lightly, but his voice became lower and lower, "I said I was sick and couldn't eat, and you would still force-feed me. "

"I've never seen someone like you. The rogue just said it right. From the beginning," Zi Tong said, paused, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, "I didn't intend to have anything to do with you, but you Come to provoke me."

Zhang Chi moved his lips, "Oh? So it was a mistake from the beginning?"

Zi Tong pursed her lips, "I've said it before, I'm a selfish person, if you provoke me first, you can't say give up."

Zhang Chi's eyes themselves were sharp, but now they were filled with emotions that were hard to see through, which made Zi Tong's hands stiffen involuntarily.

"I never said that I would give up. I promised from the very beginning that I would treat you well for the rest of my life, but this is not the case now." Zhang Chi pulled his lips, "Just because I provoked you first, you can hurt me unscrupulously." People around me."

Zitong held onto his job tightly, "I didn't want to hurt other people, I just," he seemed to try to explain, "I just want to keep you safe."

Zhang Chi asked, "What about Ah Chen and the others?"

Zi Tong paused, and said, "Chen, what Young Master Chen wants is their surrender."

"If," Zhang Chi asked in a hoarse voice, "they didn't surrender, did they use the same method as "Yan Shi" to deal with them?"

Zitong didn't speak.

Looking at Zitong's indifferent eyes, Zhang Chi seemed to understand something.Zitong has nothing to do with anything, he thought he was just a matter of being cold-tempered, but no, he just didn't care.

For Zitong, other people's lives are nothing but hair on their backs.

The brothers he valued the most, in their eyes, were just insignificant ants.

He believed that Zitong wanted to take care of his safety, so he turned him into a person who was greedy for life and feared death. When they annexed his gang and hurt his brothers, let him go out without any damage, and then serve his brothers Compassionate.

This is what he called keeping him safe.

Zhang Chi looked at him, it was still the face that made him happy, but it was inexplicably strange, so strange that he felt dazzling.

"It's cold." Zitong looked at the bowl and said suddenly.

Zhang Chi looked at him.

"Food." Zitong said softly, without letting go of his raised hand, "If you don't eat any more, it will be cold."

It was only now that Zhang Chi noticed that his index finger was covered with a band-aid, and his heart was habitually uncomfortable.He put him heavily in his heart, how could he not feel distressed.

"Zitong."

Zitong looked up at him.

Zhang Chi rolled his throat, his voice was hoarse, and he paused every word: "Don't force me to be disappointed in you."

I don't know which sentence played the role of the fuse. The two sparked a conflict. The rice plate was knocked to the ground, the rice bowl was thrown to pieces, and there were stains all over the place.

The two of them started fisting and sleeves. Although it was a fight, no one dared to make a real move. Zi Tong, who seemed so beautiful and harmless, was powerful in his fists and kicks. Zhang Chi was beaten by him three days ago. You'll know it when it's on the ground.

But he didn't know how many things Zitong still didn't know.

Because of the injection, his strength was weakened, and he was quickly crushed by Zitong.

Zhang Chi clenched his teeth, feeling agitated in his heart.He really fucking hates this feeling of being controlled by others, and couldn't help but growl softly: "Are you crazy?"

Zitong frowned, "I didn't."

"stand up!"

Zitong pursed her lips, unable to get up.

"I care about you..."

Before he finished cursing, his lips were grabbed by him suddenly.Zitong seemed to be crazy, without his usual cool look, buried his head and pressed his lips, gnawing blood and bones as if attacking, with a hint of ruthlessness hidden in his eyes.

Zhang Chi frowned in pain, but instead of coaxing Zitong like before, he grabbed his collar with his left hand, "Get out."

Zitong stopped and looked at Zhang Chi like this, with his hands resting on the quilt.I don't know how long it took before he said, "Maybe you are right, I really don't care, I don't care about anyone."

Zhang Chi clenched his fists slightly, and his voice was a little panted by his words, "You haven't answered the question I asked you, if I answered you, would it be Ah Chen's body that I saw in the end?" ?”

With his last sliver of hope, he was testing whether the relationship in these months was really meaningless.

Zitong was silent for a while, and said: "As a gangster, death and injury are inevitable, you should be clear."

His words instantly smashed Zhang Chi's hope into the bottomless abyss.His eyes darkened, and he smiled mockingly, "I just know it too well." He knew too well how he felt when Ah Xiang passed away at that time. He said that he would not let his brother suffer any misfortune, but time and time again, he fell into his worst position. on close people.

The people around him, Shen Hua, Su Tanyou, and even Zhou Xiaolin all told him to pay attention to Zitong.It was him who slammed his head into it enthusiastically, which led to the current situation.

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Zitong didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter, his beautiful peach blossom eyes never hid any filth, they were all clean and clear, like a man from a good family who can only do some light work.

Zhang Chi was suddenly at a loss, he had never really understood Zitong at all.He didn't know that death and injury were inevitable, but what he didn't expect was that this sentence would be said lightly from Zitong's mouth, as if anyone's life, even if he knew it, was nothing more than an ant to him .

He saw countless people, and he knew clearly, how could such a man come out of a good family.

Time passed unconsciously, Zitong looked at the broken bowls on the ground, squatted down, and cleaned them up.

Zhang Chi suddenly felt tired. He lay flat on the bed, looked at the ceiling without blinking, and suddenly said, "Shen Hua."

As soon as Zitong stopped holding his hand, his eyes turned cold.

But Zhang Chi didn't speak any more.