The wicked have their own evil

Zhang Chi looked at the chains on his wrists, and looked left and right to see if there was any way to get them off.At this time, the door was opened.

Young Master Chen straddled his long legs and walked in slowly.

Zhang Chi just glanced at him lazily.

Although he doesn't like Young Master Chen, he has to admit that Young Master Chen is very good-looking, with his eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose in the right position. Pay attention to the look in his eyes, like a very weak and wealthy son.

But from the first time he saw him, he didn't like him inexplicably.He was too fake, any expression on his whole face seemed to be muddy, but now he was a little embarrassed like a wolf, but he was much more real.

Zhang Chi thought for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Young Master Chen asked.

"Can't laugh?" Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Young Master Chen was silent for a while, and asked: "If you just drink water and don't eat, think about it, how many days can you survive?"

Zhang Chi sneered, "You really want to torture me, you'd better stop the water."

"You don't need to use aggressive methods. If I want to torture you, I have plenty of methods." He said, pacing left and right, his voice getting colder, "I just need to know Zhou Xiaolin's whereabouts."

Zhang Chi said: "If he really wanted to hide from you, how could it be so easy for you to find him?"

Young Master Chen sat on a chair, looked at him at the same level, and said: "It's not that I can't find him, I can find him, but it will take a lot of effort."

Zhang Chi looked at him, frowned and said, "You can't let him go, he is not on the same road as you at all."

Young Master Chen smiled cruelly, "I'm not tired of playing, how could I let it go?" He said with a smile, his flesh was tense, "I'm impatient, if I look for him for a long time, I'll really I don't know what I'm going to do."

Zhang Chi said flatly, "He just wants a normal life."

Young Master Chen looked at him coldly, "What is a normal life?"

Zhang Chi smiled, looked at him closely with his eyes, and said word by word: "According to his own words, he just hopes that there will be no such person as Young Master Chen in the world."

Young Master Chen's face darkened, and he pulled out a gun and pressed it to his forehead.

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Zitong looked at the red dot on his phone. Before he went to the restaurant, he secretly installed a tracker under Chen Bingyan's car.

He has known Chen Bingyan for many years, and he probably knows where he lives.

Chen Bingyan is also his only friend, and he doesn't want to try to destroy their relationship.

According to the location, Zitong went to a remote mountain forest, and he frowned slightly. There was indeed a Chen Bingyan's house here, but it had been abandoned for a long time.He entered the woods, twisting like a snake, with intertwined branches.

He didn't stop until he reached the middle of the forest. There were two men in white standing outside the door, chatting in whispers and laughing from time to time.

When they saw Zitong, they withdrew their expressions.

Zitong asked calmly, "Is Young Master Chen in there?"

They knew Zitong, looked at each other, and nodded after hesitation.

Zitong smiled lightly, "I happened to have something to do with him." As he said that, he was about to enter the door, but they stopped him.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can't I go in?"

They were in a dilemma and said, "No, it's just that it's not convenient right now."

Zitong asked lightly: "I see my friends, what's the inconvenience?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden gunshot in the room.

The sound made Zitong's heart skip a beat, as if a stone had been lifted up his throat.Taking advantage of the two of them being stunned, he ran in directly and followed the sound to the room on the second floor.

As soon as he opened the door, the stone in his heart was slightly relieved, but his expression was still a little panicked.

Chen Bingyan and Zhang Chi were wrestling, as if they were grabbing guns, and it was unknown who would strike first.

Zi Tong usually sees Chen Bingyan in an elegant and calm manner, and rarely sees him turning blue with anger.But if Zhang Chi was angry, Zi Tong would not be surprised.

Zhang Chi's wrists were handcuffed, and it was inconvenient to fight with Chen Bingyan, and he even punched him several times, his face was covered with bruises.

Zhang Chi said angrily: "You fucking let me go, have a good fight, don't use dirty tricks."

When Chen Bingyan heard it, his eyes were bloodshot, and he really wanted to take a gun and kill him.

"I used dirty tricks?"

"You handcuffed my hands and slapped my face. How can I guard against you? You're not called a yin...well." As soon as Zhang Chi finished speaking, he was punched in the face again.

They fought hard, completely unaware that there was a man standing at the door.

"Stop beating." Zitong said.

When they heard it, they stopped.But soon, Chen Bingyan pointed the gun at Zhang Chi's forehead again.

When Zitong walked in the middle, he stopped and called him in a low voice: "Bingyan."

Chen Bingyan calmed down, and said coldly: "I should have killed him three years ago."

Zitong frowned slightly, and was about to speak when Zhang Chi cut him off.He looked at Chen Bingyan contemptuously, and every word he uttered made Chen Bingyan want to strangle him to death.

"Then don't blame Zhou Xiaolin for trying to hide from you."

Zitong wanted to cover his mouth tightly, Chen Bingyan's pupils shrank and his eyes cracked.

He slowly moved the gun to the tendons on Zhang Chi's wrist, and said with a light smile, "I really don't want you to die, or else your limbs will be crippled, and Boss Zhang will be a cripple for the rest of his life."

Zi Tong was even less calm than Zhang Chi, but seeing Chen Bingyan's expression, he had no doubt that he would do so.

Chen Bingyan is violent and cruel by nature, and he can't allow others to resist him. Zhang Chi is also a master who doesn't like to show weakness. When these two collide, it's like a volcano colliding with a volcano. It may not hurt both sides, but it won't be much better.

Zitong had a headache, but he didn't know what to say to persuade him.

Chen Bingyan only glanced at Zitong and pulled the trigger.

Zhang Chi looked at him vigilantly. It was different from the situation just now. If he really wanted to take the gun, it would be better to get shot.

Zitong was not far away from him, and his mind went blank for a moment.When he woke up, there was a tingling pain in his arm.

He blocked the gun for Zhang Chi.

Chen Bingyan injured his shoulder, and the blood slowly soaked through the sleeve, and then hung on the sleeve and fell little by little.

Zhang Chi was taken aback for a moment, and scolded, "What are you rushing here for?"

Chen Bingyan's marksmanship is very good, not an exaggeration, comparable to snipers.

And this level of pain is much lighter than the pain he suffered from his father before.Zitong paused for a moment, then looked at Chen Bingyan, only to see that he retracted the gun and called for someone to heal Zitong.

Chen Bingyan pursed his lips, the cruelty in his eyes gradually subsided, but he looked at Zitong unsatisfactorily, turned and left.

"How are you?" Zhang Chi wanted to gently open his sleeves to see the bandaged wound.

Zhang Chi doesn't understand what it means to show weakness, but it doesn't mean he doesn't either.

Zi Tong blinked, her voice was weak, "It hurts."

Zhang Chi gritted his teeth and said, "He's crazy, he even hit you."

Even he was reluctant to let Zitong get hurt a little, but let others beat him.

Seeing that he wanted to stand up, Zitong gently squeezed his wrist, "I want to go home and rest."

Zhang Chi looked at him for two seconds before saying, "Okay."