There must still be a lot of trouble in the Guan family regarding Xiaowei's troubles here, and Zhou Zichen can't help much. As an outsider, it's not easy for him to take care of other people's family affairs.
After the meal was finished and it was getting late, Zhou Zichen stood up to say goodbye. Mr. Guan sent Zhou Zichen to the door and arranged a car to take Zhou Zichen back.
Youzai had a few days of leisure. He read books, studied antiques every day, and went to the antique street at the back if he had nothing to do. Zhou Zichen lived a leisurely life.
Xiaohua lived next door to Wang Ziqi, and the three of them would fight landlords every night, and their life was quite comfortable.
"Four threes, haha... You can't afford it, can you? I'm leaving!" Wang Ziqi danced happily, he only had the last straight left.
Now all three of them have a lot of notes stuck on their faces. If they lose a handful of notes, they will turn over and over again.
Zhou Zichen threw down all six cards in his hand: "A pair of kings, four sixes."
Wang Ziqi's smile suddenly froze: "You have a pair of kings who won't come out early."
Zhou Zichen laughed loudly: "I'm kidding you, you still have so many cards. One blow will bring two, two will blow four, and three will blow eight. Hurry up and stick the cards."
Zhou Zichen said, looking for a piece of paper behind him.
Xiaohua was very calm. Although there were few places on her face that could be touched, she didn't mind at all.
Wang Ziqi screamed: "It's getting late now, I'm going to bed, Xiaohua, let's go!"
Wang Ziqi said and ran out. Xiaohua neatly put away the cards, then tore off all the pieces of paper on her face and threw them into the trash can. Before leaving, she said: "Good night!"
Zichen’s door last week.
This was just for fun, so it didn't matter. Zhou Zichen tore off the paper on his face, took his pajamas, and prepared to take a bath and go to bed.
Halfway through Zhou Zichen's bath, he heard a slight noise in the room. Because the water in the bathroom was relatively loud, if Zhou Zichen's hearing wasn't very sensitive, he might not have been able to hear it.
"Ziqi, what are you doing?" Zhou Zichen shouted outside. It was so late and there were only three of them here. Xiaohua would not disturb Zhou Zichen's sleep under normal circumstances. Only Wang Ziqi likes her if she has nothing to do.
Come to torment Zhou Zichen.
There was no response from outside. Zhou Zichen shouted again, but there was still no sound.
Zhou Zichen thought that Wang Ziqi was up to something else, so he turned on his powers while taking a bath, and looked outside to see what Wang Ziqi wanted to do.
However, Zhou Zichen looked through the wall and saw a man wearing a mask at the door, leaning against the wall outside the bathroom, standing by the door, holding a handful of ten centimeters long in his hand, flashing
Cold light knife.
Zhou Zichen's pupils shrank. If someone could use such a method, then he must have offended the other party severely. After thinking about it, Guan Xiaowei and Li Yao were the only two people who knelt down to him this time.
If Li Yao wanted to do something to him, Zhou Zichen wouldn't think it was strange.
After what happened to Guan Xiaowei, it would not be a strange thing even if he wanted to kill himself.
Zhou Zichen washed his hair as usual, and then took a comfortable bath. The man wearing a mask and holding a knife had been standing guard at the door without moving, but he didn't know that Zhou Zichen had been watching him.
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After taking a shower and putting on his pajamas, Zhou Zichen took a dry towel and wiped his head, then opened the bathroom door and walked outside.
As soon as the door was opened, the gleaming knife stabbed fiercely.
Zhou Zichen had been prepared for a long time, and if he could still be stabbed by him, Zhou Zichen's abilities would be in vain.
Zhou Zichen raised his foot and kicked him over. Before the knife stabbed him, he kicked the man in the abdomen.
The man groaned and was kicked out by Zhou Zichen. He happened to hit the small picture frame that was smashed on the wall. Two or three picture frames were immediately knocked to the ground, making a crackling sound.
Zhou Zichen originally thought that this kick would make this man lose his fighting ability, but who knew that this guy was quite capable of being beaten. With this kick, Zhou Zichen used five minutes of his strength, and he actually got up without a fight.
There was fear in the man's eyes. When he came to perform the mission, his superiors told him that this Zhou Zichen had some skills and might be difficult to deal with.
However, men are also people who have performed many missions, including Lianjiazi. But in the case of a sneak attack, even if you are a Lianjiazi, you are not much different from ordinary people. At most, your reaction speed is faster.
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However, Zhou Zichen's speed, strength, and reaction were completely beyond the man's expectations.
The man looked at Zhou Zichen in horror. He had no desire or confidence to attack again. He just wanted to escape as soon as possible. Fortunately, this was only the second floor. He turned around and ran towards the window. He held the long knife in his hand behind his back, preparing to get close to the window.
In an instant, he smashed the glass with the handle of his knife and escaped.
However, how could Zhou Zichen let him escape easily? After two steps of pursuit, the man was kicked by Zhou Zichen after all. Although he did not lose his mobility, his speed was much slower. He was caught by Zhou Zichen before he even got close to the window.
He took off his clothes and swung hard, and the man was like a ball, being thrown towards the house again by Zhou Zichen.
"Bang..."
The man fell hard to the ground. This time he tried hard to stand up, but he felt as if his whole body had been broken and he couldn't use any strength at all.
"Who sent you?" Zhou Zichen approached the man step by step.
The man retreated little by little on the ground. Although Zhou Zichen only attacked twice, he was beaten out without any haste or even the slightest resistance. Zhou Zichen's terror was beyond his expectation and completely unexpected.
He was not qualified to assassinate Zhou Zichen, otherwise he would not have been sent to assassinate Zhou Zichen.
However, the man also knew very well that if he spoke, his death would come. Although he was afraid, he still did not speak. He just wanted to stay as far away from Zhou Zichen as possible, so as to give himself a little sense of security.
However, Zhou Zichen's approach step by step was like the approach of death, leaving the man unable to resist.
"Bang..."
The door was suddenly knocked open, and Xiaohua and Wang Ziqi ran in.
"What's wrong?" Wang Ziqi asked quickly when he saw Zhou Zichen's face when he came in, and then saw the man on the ground.
"It's okay, this person sneaked in and wanted to do something to me." Zhou Zichen's voice was a little dull. He was suddenly assassinated. Whoever it was, he wouldn't be happy.
"Who did it?" Xiaohua asked coldly, looking at the man with a cold look in her eyes.
Xiaohua has never had anyone who really cared about her since she was a child. Maybe there have been people, but they have all left her, otherwise he would not stay in a place like the Longhu Gang.
After coming to the detective agency, although Wang Ziqi often liked to take advantage of him and asked her to help take care of messy things, Xiaohua knew that Wang Ziqi was really good to her and protected her in everything.
Although Zhou Zichen often ran out, he didn't treat Xiaohua as an outsider at all when he was in the detective agency.
This is the rare time in Xiaohua's life that she has felt warmth and a feeling of home.
Therefore, Xiaohua does not allow anyone to destroy all of this, and the person in front of her is destroying it.
How could Zhou Zichen know so many thoughts in Xiaohua's heart? He shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, I'm just asking."
"Oh..." Xiaohua pulled a chair, then picked up the man and threw him on the chair.
The man was confused by Zhou Zichen's two blows and let out a scream. Xiaohua completely ignored his scream and turned around to find a roll of tape from the drawer.
"You...what do you want to do?" The man knew exactly what he was going to do. Xiaohua wanted to extract a confession from him.
The man struggled to get off the chair, but Wang Ziqi kicked him in the chest, making him unable to move.
With a cold face, Xiaohua tied the man's feet to the solid wooden legs of the chair, tied his hands behind his back, and tied them behind the backrest. He also tied dozens of tapes around his waist to prevent him from moving.
"Who asked you to come?" Xiaohua asked coldly after finishing all this.
Zhou Zichen looked at Xiaohua in surprise. He didn't know that Xiaohua could do this very neatly. It seemed that he had done this kind of thing a lot before.
There was fear in the man's eyes, but he still didn't dare to say it. If he did, it would probably lead to death.
Zhou Zichen and the others are just ordinary people. At most, they are ordinary people who are more ruthless than ordinary people. They will not dare to kill people. As long as he survives, he will live. If he says it, he will die if he goes out.
Therefore, even though he was afraid, the man still did not speak in the face of death.
Xiaohua didn't ask any more, walked to the bathroom, took a basin, filled it with water, and took out a towel.
Xiaohua grabbed the man's hair, tilted his head back and covered his mouth and nose with a towel.
The man wanted to struggle, but Zhou Zichen stepped on his thigh. He could only keep struggling on the chair, but could not move an inch.
Although the man was injured, he still showed great strength in the face of this threat and kept struggling.
"Ziqi, pour some water!" Xiaohua said.
The most important people in Wang Ziqi's life were Zhou Zichen and the dean's grandmother. Now that Zhou Zichen was threatened like this, Wang Ziqi showed no mercy. She picked up the basin and poured the towel on the man's face.
The cold water in winter is still very cold. Half the basin of water was poured on the man's face, most of it flowed to the ground, and some of it flowed down his neck and into his clothes.
If the towel is stained with water, it will be very difficult for the man to breathe, because the towel will stick to his face, and as long as he breathes, he will inhale a large amount of water.
The man could still hold his breath at first. After a minute, the man began to struggle violently. But with Zhou Zichen and Xiaohua holding him down, it was impossible for him to break free. Slowly, his eyes began to turn white and he struggled.
The strength is also getting smaller and smaller.
Xiaohua then took the towel from the man's face, and the man suddenly started breathing heavily.
"Who asked you to come?" Xiaohua asked again.
The man gritted his teeth and said, "I won't tell you."
It's not that the man doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't dare to say it. In the face of death, no matter how great the fear is, no matter how great the pain, he has to endure it.
Xiaohua wasn't angry at all, she just said coldly: "I don't have time to play with you. Before you can be saved, you can say, otherwise, I wouldn't mind destroying the body and removing traces."
Xiaohua said, putting the half-blood basin behind the chair, and then went to find a fruit knife.