Song Jia is his deskmate and the person to whom he confessed his love for the first time. The relationship between the two is relatively complicated. They are deskmates, confidants, and buddies.
In Zhang Cheng's heart, Song Jia has a special status. What he didn't expect was that in the end, Song Jia would reach this point. Sure enough, as a writer said, society is a glass of water, no matter how clean your rag is, as long as you throw it in
It will get wet.
"Who are you?"
Mr. Zhu finally regained his composure, endured the pain and got up from the ground, looked at Zhang Cheng and then at Song Jia.
"You don't need to know this." Zhang Cheng said coldly.
"Okay, you, Song Jia, it turns out that you have a love interest outside. No wonder you don't want me to come in. You are afraid that I will find out." Mr. Zhu showed a hint of surprise and sneered.
Song Jia just kept crying and was speechless.
"Keep your mouth clean, Song Jia and I are classmates." Zhang Cheng's eyes were unkind.
"Classmate?" Mr. Zhu said disdainfully, "Do you think I'm a fool? It's past seven o'clock and it's almost dark. What can a grown man do in a daughter's house?"
"I didn't see it, Song Jia. I originally thought you were quite innocent, but in fact you are no different from those girls in nightclubs."
Song Jia cried even harder.
Zhang Cheng glared sharply and gave Mr. Zhu a hard slap in the face.
Zhang Cheng's strength is so astonishing. Even without the support of internal strength, a slap in the face would make Mr. Zhu's eyes dazzle with stars and his cheeks would swell up.
"You dare to hit me, do you know who I am?" Mr. Zhu was slapped in the face. He was startled for a moment, and then he said angrily.
"I'm your dad!"
Snap!
Another slap in the face, this time, the corners of Mr. Zhu's mouth were split and bleeding.
"I think you want to die. You dare to hit me." Zhu Cong looked around, picked up the broom behind the door and hit Zhang Cheng on the head.
Zhang Cheng smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and grabbed the broken broom. With a slight pull, the broom was snatched away and hit Mr. Zhu hard on the head.
There was a scream, a click, and the broomstick was broken in two. Mr. Zhu's head was broken and bleeding. He wiped the top of his head and saw that his hands were covered with blood. He was shocked and angry.
Pointing at Zhang Cheng, he said sternly: "Boy, you are dead! You are dead!"
"So much nonsense."
Zhang Cheng grabbed Mr. Zhu's head and banged it against the wall, bang bang bang, three times in a row, and the blood dyed the wall red in patches.
Mr. Zhu kept struggling, but he was no match for Zhang Cheng. Pain came over his head again and again, and blood continued to flow from the wounds.
Mr. Zhu was frightened. This guy was just a fool, and he did not care about the severity of his attacks. If this continued, he would be killed by him.
"stop!"
"Stop it!"
Zhang Cheng turned a deaf ear to Mr. Zhu's plea for mercy and continued to grab his head and bang it against the wall. Bang bang bang!
"I was wrong."'
Zhang Cheng didn't stop, but continued, causing the walls to bang loudly.
"Zhang Cheng, you will kill him."
Song Jia just focused on crying. When she noticed the situation here, she was shocked. Zhang Cheng was too cruel. This was not beating, it was just killing.
Song Jia didn't have feelings for Zhu Shaojie, but she was worried about Zhang Cheng. In fact, she wanted to kill Zhu Shaojie with her own hands, this Zhu Shaojie... Zhang Cheng beat Zhu Shaojie hard, and she felt happy and even happy. The problem was,
Zhang Cheng will go to jail for killing Zhu Shaojie.
in addition,
Zhu Shaojie was not an ordinary person. He was born into a wealthy family, had status and status in Nanhai, and knew a lot of powerful people. If he died, his family and friends would definitely ask the judge to sentence Zhang Cheng to death.
"Song Jia, get out of the way."
"Why are you holding me back?"
"This guy wants to bully you. Let's see if I don't... cripple him today."
Zhang Cheng pushed Song Jia away, but Song Jia hugged Zhang Cheng's waist tightly. Song Jia had little strength to stop Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng was afraid that he would hurt her.
"Zhang Cheng, don't act recklessly. Stay calm. If you kill him, you will be finished." Song Jia advised.
"Kill, just kill." Zhang Cheng didn't care, and he wasn't pretending. He was no longer treating him like before. For him, killing a person was no different from killing a chicken. What he really cared about was
,Song Jia was present.
"No, I can't let you destroy yourself." Song Jia hugged Neng Cheng and refused to let go no matter what. She turned her head and yelled at Zhu Shaojie: "Leave quickly. If you don't leave, he will really kill you."
Zhu Shaojie glared at Zhang Cheng fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Remember, kid, I won't let you go."
Zhu Shaojie is not a fool. He can't defeat Zhang Cheng if he stays here. A good man doesn't want to suffer immediate losses. He leaves here first and takes revenge later. Zhu Shaojie quickly opened the security door and ran out in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
"snort!"
Seeing that this guy dared to threaten him before leaving, Zhang Cheng pulled Song Jia away hard, chased after him, and kicked Zhu Shaojie who was running outside.
Zhu Shaojie was running outside when a huge force suddenly came from behind. He was caught off guard and the next moment, Zhu Shaojie threw the dog in front of him.
Wail!
It wasn't over yet. Zhang Cheng rushed up and kicked him again. Zhu Shaojie immediately rolled down the stairs. It wasn't over yet, Zhang Cheng wanted to continue.
"Zhang Cheng, don't do this, I beg you. Don't do this, I don't want to hurt you." Song Jia rushed over again and hugged Zhang Cheng's thigh tightly, with tears on her face.
Zhang Cheng really wanted to kill this man, even if he didn't kill him, he would destroy him, but Song Jia was here. Seeing the tears, worry and pain on Song Jia's face, Zhang Cheng sighed and had to temporarily suppress his murderous intention.
Zhang Chengheng hugged Song Jia and walked into the house. This is outside, and if you continue to stay here, your neighbors will see you. Song Jia lives here, and that is not good.
After being kicked down by Zhang Cheng, Zhu Shaojie rolled all the way and fell down the stairs, hitting his head on the ground before stopping.
"Boy, if this revenge is not avenged, my surname will no longer be Zhu. And you, Song Jia, I will make you beg me to take off your pants... Hum, when the time comes, I will humiliate you..."
Zhu Shaojie cursed, and after a while, he got up from the ground with multiple injuries, staggered downstairs, and left here.
"It doesn't matter."
On the sofa, Zhang Cheng hugged Song Jia. Song Jia buried her head in his chest, and her tears had already wet the clothes on his chest.
"Am I dirty? Am I mean?" After a long time, Song Jia lowered her head and said, she did not dare to raise her head to face Zhang Cheng.
"Of course not." Zhang Cheng replied without hesitation, "You will always be the classmate in my heart, the sunshine is bright. The most important thing is the heart, not anything else."
After a pause, he hesitated and said: "However, I see that you are not happy. I think you should change your job. If you want to get ahead, you don't have to choose this industry. With your conditions, you can
If you find a lot of good moves, I can also introduce you to our company."