The wicked have their own evil

Zitong was undoubtedly happy when he was a child. Although he was born in a single-parent family, his mother and grandmother loved him very much.

In his mind, he didn't ask why other people had fathers and he didn't, because his mother didn't like to bring up the subject.

She enjoys the life of a single parent with a baby, even though there are so many men chasing her, they don't care that she has a baby.

His mother is very beautiful, this kind of beauty is non-aggressive, and even has a bit of gentleness and gentleness, she speaks softly, but her temperament is very strong.

His mother seemed gentle, if the other party said sarcastically that he didn't have a father, she would reply with a smile, but every sentence hurt others so that the other party's smile disappeared.

He had a happy childhood, just before the age of 11.

All the changes started on a Saturday when he was on vacation.

That day, he and his mother were going to Xingyuan to play.

For him when he was a child, Xingyuan was a huge amusement park, with mechanical games, amusement farms, where he could play and eat.

But his mother doesn't want him to play much, so she only goes there once a year, and Zitong looks forward to that day day and night.

Zitong's grades have always been good, and he won the first place in the city in the elementary school Olympic competition that year. His mother looked calm, but her eyes couldn't hide her happiness.

Zitong hid in her mother's arms and acted like a baby, taking the opportunity to ask for a gift.

The mother was in a happy mood, kissed his tender and tender face, and asked softly, "What do you want?"

"I want to go to Xingyuan." Zitong opened his big eyes and looked at his mother eagerly.

She rubbed Zitong's slightly fluffy hair, and smiled fondly, "Okay."

It will be his 12th birthday in a few weeks, and his mother plans to celebrate his birthday early, going to a picnic on Saturday and going to the playground on Sunday.

But he couldn't go there, and he couldn't go there in the future, that happy place seemed to be a tomb in his heart, gloomy and terrifying.

On Saturday, his life turned upside down.

It only took one day to go from the colorful flowers to the blade tree hell.

That morning, he was as excited as a jumping bird, bouncing around the food on the dinner table.

His mother just went out to get the car, and then planned to stop at the door, so that it was convenient to carry a large bag of food.

But soon, there was the sound of traffic outside the door.

Zitong thought his mother would come back so soon, and when she was excited to run to open the door, her grandmother grabbed her hand in a panic.

Zitong's doubts were only revealed for less than two seconds. The door of the house seemed to have been turned into scrap iron and was easily blasted. Afterwards, several men in black came in.

Grandma was so scared that her teeth chattered, and she still didn't forget to hide him behind her.

They didn't care that she was an old man, they just put her aside, picked up Zitong, and left in a hurry.

Zitong even heard his grandmother crying, calling him by his nickname.

"Tongtong, my grandson!"

Before he could call for help, he was knocked unconscious.

It turned out that that was the last time he saw his mother and grandmother.

Then, he began to live this life of ruthlessness and blood drinking.

That was the first time he met his biological father. In fact, when his classmates showed off their father's goodness to him, he didn't feel any envy.

He has his own mother and grandmother, and the family of three can live happily.

Just all of that, gone.

Not so fast, just a fleeting moment.

He was raised too well by his mother, which made him unable to adapt to this earth-shaking life, which was like living in a frying pan.

He still remembers the first time he met his father, it was in the hospital.

He was thrown to the ground, and when he raised his head, he was facing the man on the hospital bed. When his eyes met him, Zitong didn't have the warm feeling of blood dissolving in water, but only suppressed timidity and fear.

When a man looks at him, it's like looking at a useful thing, not a person, without any emotion.

Zitong looked around in bewilderment, begging the man in black beside him to let him find his mother.

But the man who claimed to be his father asked the man in black to lock him up.

Where was he locked up by a man.

He was locked in a room with no light on all sides, only a bed and a bathroom, no windows, and it was pitch black.

Whether he opened or closed his eyes, all he saw was darkness.

This endless darkness made him feel scared even when he closed his eyes to sleep.In the corner, a man in black just threw in a sack.He walked over cautiously and rummaged through it, and found his old clothes and a black bear doll.

As soon as there was any trouble, he would squat beside the black bear doll his mother gave him.

This doll has been with him for five years, and every time he holds it, he can fall asleep.

But when he really lost sleep, it was the day he knew that his mother and grandmother died, and even the black bear doll didn't work.looked at him anxiously.

The doctor asked gently, "What are you afraid of?"

He froze for a few seconds, then said blankly, "I'm afraid to sleep."

"why?"

"As soon as I fell asleep, they were gone."

Later, after he knew the cause of death of his mother and grandmother, his whole person and personality changed, as if he had been frozen.

It's useless for him to cry, no one will help him.

He is by his father's side, no one will love him, the two people who loved him are gone.

He can only put himself away, and do whatever his father tells him to do.

He has to do a lot of training every day which is not appropriate for his age group and he knows what his dad is up to.

He just wanted to train him into a puppet.

His father didn't have any feelings for him, and neither did he.

He even felt that his father's leg paralysis was the best punishment for him, he would not die, but he longed to get his power back.

He didn't want to do what he wanted, nor would he become a puppet behind his father, and he even hated all of this.

The life he wanted was never this.

After seven years of drinking his courage, Chen Bingyan appeared.

His appearance is like a ray of light after a very peaceful day, pulling Zitong up from the deep pool full of turbidity, letting him get rid of the present momentarily.

The first time he and Chen Bingyan met was in a spacious room, with only a sculpture table standing in the middle, and because the light in the room was very dim, there was a candle standing in the middle of the table.

The candlelight was shining, and Chen Bingyan's face was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, revealing a cold and pale complexion, elegant and weird coexisting.

Zitong played with the pen carelessly, and tapped some on the table.

"I heard you've been looking for me?" After an unknown amount of time, Zitong finally spoke, staring straight at Chen Bingyan who was sitting in front of him.

Chen Bingyan smiled slightly and said, "I want to make a deal with you."

Zi Tong was silent for a while, looking at the man in front of him, he knew who he was.

He also knew what kind of big group the Chen Kong Group was, but in the end he was just a rich kid on the white road.He asked lightly: "I don't know what deal you are talking about?"

Chen Bingyan smiled, "I know what you want to do, I can help you."

Zitong chuckled, "Can you help me?"

Chen Bingyan crossed his fingers gracefully, leaned over slowly, and chuckled a few times, "Of course I can help you. If you don't want to do it yourself, I can help you do it one by one." Crazy and persistent flashes in his eyes, " I, like you, have a troubled father."

Zitong asked, "What do you want?"

Chen Bingyan replied to him: "Power will not limit my father's power."

"Why should I believe that you can help me?" Zitong raised his eyebrows lightly. .

"You will believe me." Chen Bingyan stretched his waist, with a smile that was bound to win: "Because we are the same kind of people.