Zhuang Baihua’s first reaction was that the man surnamed Zhang had hidden Chi Yue.
He turned around, grabbed the collar of Mr. Zhang's bathrobe angrily, and asked, "Where's Chi Yue?"
Mr. Zhang thought to himself that something was not right. It turned out that the handsome young man was really Zhuang Baihua's man. Zhuang Baihua actually came to look for him in person, which showed that the young man was very important. This matter might not be resolved well.
But Zhang was a businessman after all, and he was older than Zhuang Baihua. He pushed Zhuang Baihua's hand away, pretending to be stupid and said, "How would I know? What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean by month or month."
Anyway, the person hasn't arrived yet, and Mr. Zhang actually started to turn the tables: "Don't think you are Zhuang Baihua and you can break into other people's rooms without permission!"
Zhuang Baihua calmed down and thought quickly about what was going on.
The assistant would never lie. Chi Yue was captured by Zhang's men.
When I opened the door just now, the man surnamed Zhang asked if the person had delivered it, and he must be referring to Chi Yue.
No matter what, this person will definitely not escape responsibility.
Zhuang Baihua grabbed Mr. Zhang's bathrobe again: "You beat up my subordinate. I want to settle the score with you."
Mr. Zhang simply felt that he was baffled. Why was he talking so many things? He seemed a little guilty and kept yelling, "You're crazy! Get out of the way! I need to find someone!"
As he said this, he ran out of the room. Zhuang Baihua grabbed him, pressed him into the chair, and said, "Don't move."
Mr. Zhang is older than Zhuang Baihua and is overweight, so he is definitely no match for him in a fight. Zhuang Baihua is well-known in the business circle for his cruelty and eccentricity. He even dares to slam the table and throw out the veterans of Zhuang's company without any mercy.
Mr. Zhang was afraid of being beaten, so he asked stammeringly: "What are you going to do?"
Zhuang Baihua held him down and said seriously, "You can't leave. My friend has called the police. Let's wait for the police to handle this matter."
Mr. Zhang: “???”
Why were the police involved? In Zhang's opinion, this kind of thing should be solved with money or power, and it was too unruly to let the police get involved.
Zhuang Baihua looked serious, not joking at all: "You are the mastermind of hiring a killer to kidnap, so you must take responsibility. If you tell us where Chi Yue is now, it will be considered as a confession, and you can even use your merits to atone for your crime."
Mr. Zhang was stunned by what he said and was totally unable to understand him.
Zhuang Baihua continued, "Hurry up, where is Chi Yue? Confess and you will be treated leniently, but resist and you will be treated severely."
Mr. Zhang went completely crazy and simply stopped acting, shouting, "I don't know! I sent someone to catch that young man, but they never came back!"
Zhuang Baihua said angrily: "Still quibbling, my assistant was with Chi Yue and was beaten by your people, where did you hide him!"
Mr. Zhang was simply speechless. He was more wronged than Dou E. If he had really touched Chi Yue, it would have been fine, but not only did he not even see her figure, he also had to be asked for an explanation by Zhuang Baihua.
"I'm telling the truth! I'm waiting too!" Mr. Zhang was afraid that the police would really come, so he began to struggle violently.
Zhuang Baihua held him down, pulled the belt off his bathrobe, and tied him to the chair with it.
Mr. Zhang was panicked and scared, and started cursing.
His curse was so harsh that Zhuang Baihua frowned, took out his phone, took a photo of Zhang, and used it as a "law enforcement record" and said, "You were the one who moved around and tried to escape. I didn't use any strength."
The man surnamed Zhang was too fat, and his belt was a little short. He was struggling desperately, and he was not wearing anything under his bathrobe, so some things were inevitably exposed while moving.
Zhuang Baihua felt like his eyes were blind and subconsciously turned his face away, not wanting to look.
The belt was too short to secure a fat man. Plus, Zhuang Baihua was afraid of hurting him, so he was very restrained in his actions. Zhang broke free and found a bottle of spray from somewhere, and in panic he sprayed it at Zhuang Baihua's face.
Zhuang Baihua suddenly inhaled a breath of inexplicable mist, choked himself and started coughing violently.
Chi Yue was sitting on the bed. Tang Feng was still humming a song while taking a bath. He was in a good mood and took a long time to take a bath.
Chi Yue had just held his breath to avoid the drug, and had pretended to be unconscious all the way until now. His mood was the opposite of Tang Feng's, and was very bad.
He got out of bed silently, walked to the table and picked up Tang Feng's cell phone.
He unlocked his phone with ease, clicked into the photo album, and quickly flipped through it.
Most of Tang Feng's photo albums are photos of himself. He looks handsome and very good-looking in every photo, and even the lighting is perfectly chosen.
But you can tell at a glance that these photos were taken by someone else. It is impossible for a selfie to be at this angle.
Chi Yue flipped through the photo album quickly. The more he looked, the more disgusted he felt. His eyes became increasingly gloomy. Finally, he grasped the phone with both hands, exerted force with his hands, and actually broke the phone in half.
He threw the broken phone into the trash can with disdain and slowly walked to the bathroom door.
Because the sound of water drowned out the noise outside, Tang Feng was unaware that his cell phone was broken and was still taking a comfortable bath.
Chi Yue stared at the bathroom door for a while, and inexplicably thought of Zhuang Baihua.
The assistant should have found a way to tip off Zhuang Baihua, what will he do
This thought popped into his mind, and then he got angry at himself.
Why should you care about what others do.
Thinking of this, Chi Yue curled the corners of her lips, turned around and walked towards the door, leaving Tang Feng's room without looking back.
He quickly got into the elevator and went downstairs, passed directly through the lobby, and walked out of the hotel with a swagger. There seemed to be someone making a noise in the lobby, but he ignored it and walked through the whole way without encountering any obstruction.
Until he walked to the side of the hotel and saw a parked ambulance.
The poor assistant was being helped by medical staff and was about to get on the ambulance to go to the hospital, but when he looked up, he saw Chi Yue.
The assistant looked as if he had seen a ghost: "Why are you here?"
Chi Yue looked at the wound on his assistant's face and was slightly surprised.
Logically, the assistant should not have been injured and should have escaped more tactfully.
Chi Yue looked at the assistant with a complicated expression that was difficult to understand, and said, "You are really... assimilated by your master."
Become upright and honest.
The assistant didn't understand what he was talking about, but noticed that he walked out of the hotel alone, so he couldn't help but ask anxiously: "Where is Mr. Zhuang? Isn't he with you?"
Chi Yue was startled and asked, "He's here?"
The assistant nodded, but then pulled the wound and made a hissing sound: "Boss Zhuang is here to save you."
Chi Yue blinked slowly and asked, "Save me? Where to save me?"
"He took his men and went directly to find Mr. Zhang."
Chi Yue immediately realized that they had missed each other by accident.
For a moment, Chi Yue didn't know what to say, maybe it was because of his appearance, or maybe it was because of more complicated reasons. People often wanted to catch him, but this was the first time someone did the opposite and tried not to catch him but to save him.
Chi Yue turned around and ran back towards the hotel.
The assistant was still shouting from behind: "Hey! Why are you going back?"
Chi Yue hurried back to the hotel lobby, attracting everyone's attention. He then saw two or three people who looked like bodyguards in the lobby arguing with the hotel security.
He nimbly passed these people and rushed directly into the elevator.
He arrived at the floor where Mr. Zhang was and saw several people staggering and falling in the corridor. It looked like both sides were injured. He had no time to stay and rushed to Mr. Zhang's room.
This room was still so tacky. Before Chi Yue could continue complaining, she started pushing the door. Unexpectedly, the door was not closed tightly at all and opened as soon as she pushed it.
He walked in at a slow pace.
Chi Yue paused when she saw the scene in the room.
The fat man named Zhang fell to the ground, his hands tied behind his back, his bathrobe loosely covering his fat body. He had his eyes closed, groaning, and his head was covered in sweat.
Zhuang Baihua was sitting far away from Zhang. He was sitting at the desk in the hotel suite with his head down, as if he was writing something.
Chi Yue quietly walked around the fat man on the ground and came to Zhuang Baihua.
Zhuang Baihua's face was flushed and his breathing was very unstable. He tried hard to hold the pencil, and the pencil almost slipped from his fingertips several times. But he still didn't give up and wrote and drew on the note paper provided by the hotel.
Chi Yue looked at him strangely and asked cautiously, "What are you writing?"
Zhuang Baihua didn't look up, staring at the words he wrote, and answered hoarsely: "Prosperous, strong, democratic, civilized and harmonious."
“Liberty, equality, justice and the rule of law.”
"Patriotic, dedicated, honest and friendly."
Chi Yue: “…”