Debt in the entertainment industry

The author has something to say: Because Brother Cheng is the boss of the underworld, so he can only briefly explain his life experience and Huanhuan's entanglement in one chapter~~In fact, I really want to explain it carefully~~ After all, it is like this It's like a running account.Hey~~This article is expected to end in chapter 70, and new articles will be updated soon~~Welcome little angels to join the group to hook up with shells~~Group number: 276641313

17 years ago.

15-year-old Dong Bocheng has a happy family, although not happy enough.The mother is a child of an ordinary worker's family, and the father is a gangster who has been doing nothing in the society since he was a teenager. I heard these things from the neighbors in the neighborhood.He didn't know how they bonded, his father was often away, they fought all the time, but they both loved him.

Winter vacation, New Year's Eve 29.It was snowing outside, and the heating was turned on in the house, which was very comfortable.When he was doing his homework, his mother liked to be by her side, and it was the same today, talking with him from time to time while making dumplings.He looked out of the window frequently, but did not see a familiar figure.

Mother probably has been looking forward to his father's return, but also afraid that he will come back with injuries, and even more afraid that he will never come back.

The pointer pointed to 11 o'clock, and his mother asked him to go to bed and locked the door by himself.Because I don't know when my father will come back suddenly, I always lock the door before going to bed.

However, before it could be locked, someone broke into the door suddenly.He heard his mother screaming and rushed out, and saw a group of people hacking everywhere with knives. The blue and white porcelain plates that his mother liked, the wooden chair that his father liked to sit on, and his desk were all destroyed in just 2 minutes. Although the 15-year-old was a little scared, he probably inherited his father's hooligan nature. He protected his terrified and screaming mother behind him and shouted loudly: "What are you going to do?"

"Where's Dong Hao?!" Someone asked viciously.

His mother held him in her arms, her whole body was shaking, and she used her voice to hide her fear: "He didn't come back! Get out!"

Those people didn't believe it at all, and tore the house upside down.

When it finally calmed down, he thought those people should leave, but one of them stared at him suddenly, picked up his hair with a knife, and his sharp voice made him sick: "What kind of eyes are you? Since we can't find Your father, why don't you just let him deliver it to your door?"

After she finished speaking, she came to pull his arm, but her mother yelled no, and held him tightly in her arms.The warm liquid got into his neck, and his mother was so strong that he couldn't move.

"Xiaocheng...Mom...loves you." These were the last words she heard her mother say.

When those people saw the innocent people dead, they rushed out of the door and fled.

The snow fell harder and harder, and the mother's blood and body soon became colder than the snow.

Father came back on the morning of New Year's Eve.His mother's funeral was very simple, only a few neighbors came, and he finally met his grandparents. They said they would take him away, but he didn't agree.Never went back to school after that.

He found the boss of his father's gang and begged the man to take him in.The man's name was Zheng Rongdong. He was tall and burly, dressed in black, and looked very gloomy. The scar on his face made him look even more terrifying.

The seemingly pleasant words came out of his mouth like an interrogation: "Are you Dong Hao's son?"

"Yes." Looking up at the formal man, he saw the god of death who took his mother away with his own eyes, so how could he be afraid of people.

"Boy, how old are you? This place is full of people who don't want to die, are you not afraid of death?" The man sat in the middle and pointed to the two rows of men below with his chin.

Adult men would feel guilty and afraid in such a situation, but the 15-year-old boy was extremely calm. He looked around and said indifferently: "I'm not afraid."

"Okay!" The man clapped his big hands on the chair and stood up.

"Boom!" A sudden gunshot interrupted the man's words and hit the man's shoulder.Before the result was obtained, the fighting started again on the site. He hid in the dark and watched Zheng Rongdong grab his father who came in to support him from the outside to his chest to block the bullet.

Zheng Rongdong said hypocritically: "Your father is my most loyal brother. After he dies, you can follow me."

Father's funeral was simpler, just him alone.

He doesn't hate his father, what he hates is Zheng Rongdong. If it weren't for him, how could his father be fooling around all day, and how could his mother die?Father also... will not die.

He became an orphan and followed Zheng Rongdong. He was indeed the son of a gangster. He was very talented and ruthless.His brain is hundreds of times better than those idiots, and he helped Zheng Rongdong overcome many difficulties.

When he was young, he became the third in command of the gang. He already had wisdom, decisiveness and forbearance that far surpassed those of his peers, and he became a person that Zheng Rongdong trusted very much.

He was 19 years old when he met Huanhuan, and Huanhuan was ten years old.A pretty ugly child with bright eyes and fair skin. At first I always thought it was a little girl, but after teasing her a few times, I realized it was a boy. Later, I actually liked to play with him.

Zheng Rongdong also does serious business, but some methods cannot be exposed.The company he is cooperating with is Ji's family. This cooperation has lasted for more than ten years, and Huanhuan has called him his eldest brother for more than ten years.

When Huanhuan was 16 years old, he had never experienced the age of puberty.After school, after dinner, I came to him mysteriously and told him that I had something to show him. I didn't expect to see that kind of movie, and it was a man and a man.This was beyond the scope of his thoughts, the young man with red lips and white teeth leaned on his shoulder, his face was blushing mysteriously.

In the end, he helped the boy solve the problem with his hands.

After avoiding Huanhuan for half a year, he finally understood what Huanhuan was thinking.At that time, I only regarded Huanhuan as my younger brother, and still treated Huanhuan well as my eldest brother.

Huanhuan went abroad to study that year, and the two of them didn't see each other for a year. Only then did he realize how much he missed him, and then he realized that he had already fallen into unconsciousness.

As long as Huanhuan speaks again, he will definitely give a satisfactory response.But when Huanhuan came back at the age of 19, she didn't come to confess to him.

The plan to bring down Zheng Rongdong has been in preparation for ten years.A few days before the implementation of the plan, Zheng Rongdong received a task to bring down Ji's family.People like Zheng Rongdong sent out such a mission at this time. I don't know if it was because of their friendship with Huanhuan, or because they were really angry at Ji's family for causing him great losses.

I can only do as Zheng Rongdong ordered, ten years of forbearance cannot be in vain.What I didn't expect was that Huanhuan would come back suddenly, let alone Zheng Rongdong let him be cruel to Huanhuan.

In order to get revenge, he did something that he regretted for the rest of his life, no, it is not enough to regret it for the rest of his life.

"Brother...Brother, save me..." Because the huge warehouse is too spacious, the voice of the handsome and beautiful boy is full of pleading and fear.Huanhuan looked at him with teary eyes, his body trembling, and the fear in his eyes was infinitely enlarged in his heart.

"Bocheng, why don't you do it?" Zheng Rongdong, who was sitting on a high place, urged, with a playful look on his face.

Under the boy's unbelievable eyes, he spread his slender and delicate left hand on the cold marble tabletop, and it didn't take much force to stop him from moving.

"Huanhuan, I'm sorry." He repeated in his heart over and over again.

"Brother, don't..." The boy's nose was red from crying because of fear, and the strength of his struggle was pitifully weak.

He moved closer to the boy's ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The contract is signed."

The boy suddenly calmed down, his body stopped shaking, and he looked at him with red eyes: "I won't sign it, it's my home."

That's just a house!Dong Bocheng yelled in his heart, Huanhuan, sign it, I will give you a home in the future.

The boy failed to feel the words in his heart.

"Bocheng, if you can't make a move..." Zheng Rongdong's gun was already pointed at Huanhuan's eyebrows.

There was a heart-piercing scream, blood flowed profusely, Huanhuan's pupils dilated by fear instantly became hollow, and his heart also emptied.

Such a slender boy, he actually chopped off his little finger and forced him to sign those unequal contracts.

Everything except Huanhuan was in his plan. The police arrived in time, and he killed Zheng Rongdong while cutting the rope that bound Huanhuan.Huanhuan was supposed to be sent to the hospital immediately for an operation to pick up her little finger, but there was no one there.

After getting in touch with the police station, he didn't follow them back to the police station immediately, but returned to the place where the incident happened. There were too many bloodstains on the ground, and he couldn't tell which one was Huanhuan's blood. Finally, in a dark corner around the corner, He found an exquisite box with all English on it.That's joyous stuff!Huanhuan is studying abroad, and no one in the gang would buy such things.

For the first time in his life, the 28-year-old man felt fear and uncertainty. He opened the box after trying several times with trembling hands.

The style of the men’s ring is simple but not out of class. Gently pick up the big one, which has a small cursive English letter “huan” engraved inside. The size of the ring looks a bit small. After thinking about it for a while, I slowly put on my own ring. Little finger, just right.

It's a pair of tail rings, no accident, and the other has "cheng" engraved inside.His hands trembled so much that he could barely hold the small ring. He spun around for a while, and he leaned against the wall to stabilize his body. It was the size of the boy's little finger, but...he just chopped off the boy's little finger with his own hands.

The bottom of the ring box was pushed up by something, and when I picked it up, it was a small green note.The most old-fashioned way of confessing, but also the most useful.As the name suggests, the handsome little character is flying on the paper. Close your eyes and imagine in your mind the expression of people buying rings, the expression of writing, and the expression of carefully putting the note into the box. He must be smiling and happy. apprehensive...

Dong Bocheng, I like you.

Seven words, boundless guilt and fear surrounded him, he hugged his head and slammed it on the wall, the severe pain prevented him from collapsing.He shouted and rushed out, he wanted to find Huanhuan!

I don't know how long I ran, but there was a peddler selling roses in a remote street near twelve o'clock at night.He snatched the roses from the hands of a couple in front of the stall and shouted loudly: "What day is today?!"

The young lovers looked at the blood-stained, ghost-like man with bloodshot eyes. The boy held the girl tightly in his arms, unable to say a word.The stall owner ran away and took out his phone to call the police. The girl chattered her teeth and stammered, "Love...Valentine's Day."

February fourteenth.