() Trembling, he took out the phone and dialed Zhang Chen's number. "Hello, Mr. Zhang? The matter is done. Can you come over and take a look? Uh... I'm afraid
You are not satisfied with the result of the photo, that’s why...and that woman is even more beautiful than expected after she took off her clothes...Yes, you'd better come and evaluate it yourself...
..Well, okay, we'll wait for you to come over..."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Jun turned to look at Zhang Qiang and said, "He said he would be here soon."
Zhang Qiang nodded. At this time, Rebecca's slight moan came from behind. He turned around and saw that she had woken up. "I..." Apparently he hadn't remembered what happened for a moment. Rebecca covered her head with one hand.
Touching his forehead, he was about to lift the quilt with one hand and get up. Suddenly he found that his whole body was wet. He was startled and froze suddenly.
"Are you awake?" Zhang Qiang walked to the bed and looked at Rebecca. At this time, Rebecca finally remembered what happened before, stared at Zhang Qiang, and stammered: "You...
How did you..."
She obviously couldn't figure out why she was naked, but Zhang Qiang was wearing clothes. Where were those men with ferocious looks? Turning her head and looking around, Rebecca's face suddenly showed a look of horror: "He, they
What's wrong?"
"Dead." Zhang Qiang said calmly.
"Dead, dead?" Rebecca looked at the three corpses on the ground again, and saw that their faces had turned gray and they looked more like corpses than corpses. She immediately rolled her eyes upwards and fainted from fright.
...
Zhang Qiang shook his head, pulled up the quilt on Rebecca, turned around and walked out. He went down the stairs, found another bottle of red wine in the wine cabinet in the living room, opened the cork, poured half a glass of red wine, and held it in his hand.
Li sniffed and turned to look at Tang Jun, who was lying on the stairs on the second floor.
"Come down." Zhang Qiang raised his finger at Tang Jun.
Tang Jun gritted his teeth, struggled to get up, and moved down the escalator step by step with both hands. When he came to Zhang Qiang, he knelt down on the ground with a thud.
Zhang Qiang picked up an empty wine glass, put it in front of Tang Jun, and poured him half a glass of wine. "Drink."
Tang Jun raised his head and glanced at Zhang Qiang, stretched out his still healthy hand, and gently held the wine glass. Well, the wine glass was shaking slightly on the coffee table. That was Tang Jun's hand shaking.
"Drink, this wine is clean." Zhang Qiang touched the wine glass in Tang Jun's hand gently, "Cheers!"
He raised his head and took a sip. Half a glass of red wine was already consumed. Zhang Qiang put the empty wine glass on the coffee table and looked at Tang Jun sideways. Tang Jun hurriedly picked up the wine glass and put it to his mouth with a trembling voice. He just drank.
After taking a sip, he suddenly spat it out again. In addition to the wine, there was also a large mouthful of blood.
Puff!
Tang Jun vomited several more mouthfuls of blood, so the wine in the wine glass did not decrease, but increased. The red color made it difficult to distinguish which was wine and which was blood.
"I...I..." Tang Jun raised his head and looked at Zhang Qiang, "I can't drink..."
Zhang Qiang stood up and patted Tang Jun's shoulder gently, "Drink as much as you can, time is running out." Tang Jun looked at Zhang Qiang blankly, obviously confused. But Zhang Qiang stopped paying attention to him and raised his head.
Walking towards the door.
A few minutes later, the roar of a car engine came from outside the house, and Zhang Chen arrived. Before he could ring the doorbell, Zhang Qiang had already opened the door. The two looked at each other, and Zhang Chen turned around and ran away.
Whoosh!
Zhang Qiang moved like lightning, grabbed Zhang Chen's neck and carried him into the house. At this time, Zhang Chen had already taken out the phone and was dialing 110 quickly. Click! Zhang Qiang crushed the kid's wrist.
"Ah——!" Zhang Chen let out a scream, and then the sound turned into a high-pitched chicken crow because his neck was pinched by Zhang Qiang.
boom!
Zhang Qiang threw Zhang Chen beside Tang Jun. Tang Jun was still holding the glass of wine at this time. He turned around and saw Zhang Chen. His hands shook in fright, and all the "wine" in the cup spilled on Zhang Chen's face...
...
Puff puff!
Zhang Chen almost lost his temper. While wiping the blood and wine on his face, he stood up and pointed at Zhang Qiang: "You...you..."
His voice was extremely hoarse, and you couldn't tell what he was saying unless you listened carefully, because Zhang Qiang had crushed his voice to prevent him from shouting loudly.
"What am I?" Zhang Qiang walked up behind Zhang Chen, raised his foot and lightly kicked his right knee. With a click, his right leg was also disabled, and he immediately screamed and rolled to the ground.
Zhang Qiang sat down on the sofa and poured half a glass of wine. While sipping, he looked at Zhang Chen who was rolling around.
After a few minutes, Zhang Chen finally stopped screaming. He was trembling violently, panting hard for a while, suddenly turned over and sat up, stared at Zhang Qiang, and said in a hoarse voice: "You...you
Do you know what you are doing? Me, my hands...my feet, wuwu...I'm going to fuck you...you are still not human...
"
"Isn't my uncle also your uncle?" Zhang Qiang rolled his eyes.
Poof! Tang Jun grinned and wanted to laugh, but he spat out a big mouthful of blood. Zhang Chen turned his head and glanced at him, then spat on his face: "I'm your eighteenth generation ancestor! Fuck me...
....You don’t want to live anymore, don’t you?”
Tang Jun lowered his head and did not dare to look into Zhang Chen's eyes.
"Zhang Qiang, you, what do you want to do? Come on, take me to the hospital after you finish talking, wuwuwu..." Zhang Chen is about to collapse. He has never suffered like this in his life. How can he suffer?
Come on.
"Okay." Zhang Qiang nodded, "Then tell me whether my father's case was unjust."
"You, your father?" Zhang Chen's expression suddenly calmed down, "Hasn't your father's case been finalized long ago? What, what? You have questions?"
Seeing Zhang Chen's reaction, Zhang Qiang already understood in his heart that this matter was indeed as he expected, and there was something fishy in it. Otherwise, Zhang Chen would not be so vigilant.
"Don't you have any doubts?" Zhang Qiang asked.
"I, how can I have doubts..." Zhang Chen smiled mechanically, "I am also a small role in the group, you should know this..."
"I know you are a small character, but you are Zhang Jiantang's son. There are some things that are no secrets between father and son, so I want you to tell me the truth."
"I, I really don't know." At this time, Zhang Chen had completely calmed down. He seemed to have forgotten the pain of the injury, and there was actually a smile on his face: "Believe me, I know this matter as well as you.
many."
Zhang Qiang looked at Zhang Chen's expression and suddenly nodded: "Okay, think about it again, I'll clean up the garbage first." As he spoke, he stood up and walked to Tang Jun.
Zhang Chen and Tang Jun both looked at him sideways, wondering why he had to clean up the garbage. The house was quite clean, where was the garbage?
"Do you want more wine?" Zhang Qiang pointed to the empty wine glass in Tang Jun's hand.
"No, no more..." Tang Jun shook his head. Zhang Qiang smiled slightly, took the wine glass from his hand, and gently placed it on the coffee table: "You spilled such a good wine, don't be so useless in the next life.
It’s a blessing.”
Click!
Before Tang Jun could understand what was going on, his neck had already been broken...
