The wicked have their own evil

Zhang Chi suddenly felt impetuous, pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer.He also didn't know why Zitong insisted on obsessing over this question.

"Can't you answer?" Zitong asked aggressively.

Zhang Chi took a deep breath, and said in a heavy voice, "You don't understand."

"What do I not understand?"

"If you knew, you wouldn't treat me like this today."

Zitong asked, "Are these two things related?"

Zhang Chi glanced at him, still as cold as before, but he always felt different from before.

"Shen Hua..." Zhang Chi was a little annoyed, "For me, there is more than just family."

What about him?Zitong almost asked this question.

"What is that?" He asked lightly, "Because I helped you back then, so you can give him your life?"

Zhang Chi paused, and said sharply, "Yes, if it wasn't for Shen Hua, Zhang Tao and I wouldn't be alive today."

Zitong looked at him quietly, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile that was not a smile, but then he became indifferent, "Let me give you an injection first."

Zhang Chi's pupils contracted, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Zitong continued, "I don't trust you."

"You fucking still tied me up, why don't you worry about me?"

"If you don't tie me up, you will escape. You still haven't healed from the wound you fought with last time."

Zhang Chi paused for a few seconds, his voice was a little uneven, "I don't like it."

He hated the feeling of being weakened too much, and his limbs were weak, as if he had become a waste and was at the mercy of others.

I don't know which sentence provoked Zitong, he pressed Zhang Chi's arm, and said unmoved: "You need to be beaten, you didn't even eat."

Zhang Chi has known him for so long, and Zitong who usually follows him also has a tough side.There are so many faces, which ones he doesn't know yet.

He can be regarded as a prisoner now, and it is not his turn to resist.

Zhang Chi watched the injection into his upper arm, closed his eyes gently, leaned his head back, and said softly, "Why did we become like this?"

Zitong's hand stopped, "If you want, we can restore the past."

"recover?"

"of course."

Zhang Chi's throat seemed to be blocked, and it took him a while to speak, "As long as you tell Young Master Chen to let go..."

Zitong cut him off mercilessly, "The matter has come to this point, he won't let go."

"What about you?" Zhang Chi gritted his teeth and began to be aggressive, "What exactly do you want?"

Zitong looked at him without saying a word.

"say."

Zitong's eyes were icy cold, as if he wanted to take Zhang Chi into the ice cave.He gently parted his lips, his voice was flat and stiff, "I just want to push Shen Hua into Sandbook Prison."

Zhang Chi seemed to feel cold even on the back of his hands, his veins throbbed from the cold, "What did you say?"

He knew Sandbook Prison, and he also knew what this prison meant to gangsters like him. He was no stranger to it, and even avoided it.

The people who live there are heavy prisoners, and basically those who go in are waiting for death rather than life, rather than seeking relief by the death penalty.

"I don't understand." Zhang Chi asked with a hoarse voice, "Why?"

People who enter Sandbook will lose their self-esteem, and they will be worse than dogs. It is true that life is worse than death.He didn't understand how much hatred could go so far.

"What are you taking revenge on?"

Zitong raised the end of his eyes, stared at Zhang Chi, pulled his lips, and said after a long time: "Shen Hua should have mentioned my father to you." Light, but when it comes to father, it is as blunt as biting words.

Hearing these words, Zhang Chi was a little confused, but it was like a big stone was raised in his throat, as if something was about to come out.

Zitong looked at him fixedly, and said word by word: "The dragon-hunting internal strife, Shen Hua's mastermind, and my father's disability, Shen Hua should have told you about these things."

When Zhang Chi heard this, his pupils shrank instantly, with unbelievable and complicated meanings in his eyes, "The boss of Chasing Dragon, is your father?"

Zitong's hands were placed behind his back, trembling slightly.

Zhang Chi was silent for a long time, as if he was trying to say something, "I, never knew you had a father." His head was confused, "So, I couldn't find you back then, because you went back to your father ?”

Zitong didn't speak anymore.

in the same year.

In the same year when he couldn't find Zitong, he was rescued by Shen Hua.

"So you came back with such a purpose in the first place," Zhang Chi's eyes suddenly turned red, and tiny bloodshots spread from his pupils, "When I found you and pursued you, you were thinking about what to do Go deal with Shen Hua, right?" Zhang Chi said calmly at the beginning, but later turned into a chilling roar.

He likes Zitong so much that he digs out his true heart and puts it in front of him.As long as he is willing to accept it, he is willing to promise his whole life and treat it with all his heart.

But it's just his wishful thinking, Zi Tong has been hiding from him what he has done from the beginning to the end.His purpose from the very beginning was very clear, to deal with Shen Hua for his own father and force him to withdraw from the gang.

This is Zitong's plan.

But nothing is perfect, he can't ignore Shen Hua and everything about Brother Longji.In order to keep his plan from being destroyed, Zitong had someone tie him up when he was going to the Chisha Night Club to find out.

Zhang Chi's head was filtering through what had happened these days, and he suddenly felt out of breath. He looked at Zitong who was as cold as snowflakes, and his face was full of cold disappointment.

He couldn't even believe it until now, the person who forced him to come here was actually his lover.

"Even if you are a little sincere to me, you won't think about how to deal with the people around me..." Zhang Chi was in a state of emptiness, and he even started to speak a little awkwardly.

But Zitong's face grew gloomy the more he listened, he just felt that every word Zhang Chi said to him from the beginning to the end still revolved around Shen Hua, even though he had already told him what Shen Hua had done to his father, He was still facing Shen Hua.

There is no need to say the rest.

He even wanted to ask how much liking Zhang Chi contained when he approached him, pursued him, and even provoked him.His importance to Zhang Chi is far less than that of Shen Hua, or even his brothers.

Enduring the gloom in his heart, he turned his head and planned to leave/the room, "Take a rest first."

Zhang Chi's eyes were like a ferocious falcon, and he uttered four words with restraint, "Untie, let me go."

Zitong, who had endured years of hostility, finally broke out. He walked quickly to the bed, grabbed Zhang Chi's hands and pressed them firmly on the mattress, biting his lips violently, even wanting to push him against him. Open his teeth and stick them in.

Zhang Chi's eyes were filled with anger, "Fuck you, fuck, fuck off..."

He was given an injection, and his strength was not as strong as Zitong's. This feeling of being captured made him feel strongly bored.He turned his face away, and was pushed back by Zitong for a kiss, not so much a kiss as a violent gnawing.

Zhang Chi frowned slightly, and directly bit his lower lip hard.

Zitong's pink thin lips were slightly overflowing with blood, and his peach blossom eyes with a little hostility added a bit of brutality to his beautiful and cold face.

Like a white wolf coming up from a snowy mountain.

"Get out, get the fuck out of here." Zhang Chi said angrily.

"No." Zitong replied in a low voice, reaching out to take off his clothes.He licked off the blood on his lips, with bright eyebrows and eyes, and directly pressed Zhang Chi under his body.

He bit his earlobe lightly, and whispered: "We haven't done it for a long time."

"I don't want to do it."

"I want to." Zitong tilted his head slightly, and his voice uttered softly, slipping past his earlobe, with a cold taste, "I want to do it, and if you do it, you won't think about other things. "

"Zitong."

Zhang Chi called him, and made Zitong stand there, eyes downcast, back to the past in a trance, but Zhang Chi's voice calling him was not as provocative as before, with a voice that was full of despair.

"Don't treat me like this." This was Zhang Chi's last plea to Zi Tong with that glimmer of hope.

Don't let him give him the bracelet that he has promised for a lifetime, and don't let him treat him heart and soul in exchange for concealment and deception.

His sincerity to Zitong should not be like this.

But Zitong just stopped for a while, took off his pants indifferently, got some saliva to lubricate, and stabbed in, abruptly cutting off his last bit of hope.