After settling Han Li, Shen Kong slipped outside the box where Xu Linsheng held the party and blocked the door handle from the outside to prevent anyone in the middle from getting in the way or seeing something they shouldn't.
Next, Shen Kong moved much more freely.
The status of hunter and prey was suddenly reversed.
Like a bird in the forest or a fish in the water, the agile young man seems to be born for the darkness. He skillfully shuttles through the maze-like corridors, taking advantage of the terrain and body to blend into the shadows, like a swift shadow, or It was a gust of wind.
One after another, the thugs who spread out to look for people were attacked by shadows coming out of the darkness, and they lost consciousness before they even had time to hum.
the other side--
Cheng Zekang walked quickly, searching the corridor for any place where he could hide people, cursing and muttering, his heart full of resentment.
Where did that wild brat go? Damn it, he was wasting his time at this time. I don’t know what Mr. Wang is doing with this money loser, but it doesn’t matter. As long as the money is in place, he is happy to get rid of him. burden.
Suddenly, a strange sense of crisis arose in Cheng Zekang's heart without warning, as if something was not quite right.
His pace slowed down involuntarily.
After a while, he finally realized where the strange feeling was coming from.
It was too quiet in my ears.
Although in order to prevent disturbing more people, their movements were as quiet as possible, but when walking in the corridor, they could still hear the chaotic footsteps and whispers of others in deliberately lowered voices. Nothing could be heard, whether it was footsteps or breathing, it seemed as if they were completely absorbed by some existence beyond the ordinary, leaving only the driver's dead silence like a black hole.
Cheng Zekang gritted his teeth and took two steps forward.
In the empty corridor, the only sounds that could be heard were the sound of his own soles hitting the hard ground and the sound of his erratic heartbeat.
His heart went crazy, and he bravely walked in the direction he came from. As he walked, he raised his voice and shouted:
"Brother Li?"
"Brother Li, where are you guys?"
There was still dead silence in his ears. Cheng Zekang panicked. When he was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, he saw a shadow slowly coming into view around the corner beside him.
He felt happy and walked forward quickly: "Brother Li, why were you so quiet just now? You were scared to death..."
As soon as he turned the corner, Cheng Zekang's smile froze on his face.
He saw the money-loser that they had dug three feet into the ground but could not find, standing in front of him alive.
Cheng Zekang can't remember the last time he saw him. In his vague and shallow memory, he only has the impression that this wild brat really likes to cry, whether it was when he was a child or when his bitch mother died, his eyes shivered. His big, shrunken eyes are always filled with tears, which is really annoying.
The young man standing in front of him now, apart from being unfamiliar, made him even more uneasy.
He only panicked for a few seconds before he forced himself to calm down and act according to the original plan he had been told before.
Cheng Zekang's face sank, and his long, sallow and wretched face was filled with nondescript anger. He said with that false and contrived attitude of a strict father: "Why are you here! This is not the place where a child like you should come! Hurry up! Come with me."
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the young man's arm.
But this catch turned out to be empty.
Cheng Zekang's eyelids twitched, and his sunken eyes revealed real anger. He curled his mouth and shrank his cheeks slightly:
"How the hell do you dare to hide...?"
The rest of his words were stuck in his throat.
I saw the corners of the lips of the young man in front of me raised up in a half-smile, and his amber eyes showed an almost animalistic light yellow under the light. He looked down at him with a kind of soul-shocking horror in his eyes. Leng Yi didn't say anything, but just looked at him leisurely, as if admiring the dead things in the window.
Cheng Zekang shrank subconsciously. The anger just now was like a spark doused with water. It flickered twice and was suppressed in his heart.
He calmed down, his eyes were a little dodgey, but he still scolded bluffingly: "You are an uneducated and unfilial son. Now you dare to have the same attitude as me. Look, I won't find someone to discipline you..."
Cheng Zekang cursed and took out his mobile phone. He seemed calm but actually dialed Brother Li's phone number in a panic.
Shen Kong didn't stop him and looked at him with interest, with a slight smile on his lips.
"Du...du...du..."
Beads of sweat broke out on the tip of Cheng Zekang's nose, glistening under the light. He raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his face, but suddenly he heard a familiar bell ringing close by.
His eyes lit up and he quickly looked up in the direction of the sound.
Shen Kong casually took out a loudly shouting mobile phone from his pocket and played with it casually.
He raised his eyes to look at the stunned Cheng Zekang, with a smile on his face:
"Who are you calling?"
The panic on Cheng Zekang's face could no longer be concealed. He stared dumbly at the young man in front of him, with an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Shen Kong took two steps closer unhurriedly, threw up the still-ringing phone, caught it, and said:
"If you are looking for this uncle, don't bother, he probably won't be able to hear you now."
He paused, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "But we talked and he was quite nice..."
Cheng Zekang subconsciously backed away as Shen Kong approached. He forced himself to calm down, his shrewd eyes rolled around in the sunken eye sockets, and then he forced a kind and concerned smile on his face. The wrinkled and dull long face looks particularly inconsistent:
"Dad, don't you care about you? You see that you are going to such unscrupulous places at such a young age. Dad is worried that you are a bad learner. What if you are like me at the beginning... This is not a momentary impatience. That's what I said. Is it a bit heavy? Please bear with me, Xiaochen. Dad has realized his mistakes in recent years and wants to make up for it. Can you give dad a chance? "
Shen Kong threw the phone to Cheng Zekang, and seeing him catching it hurriedly, he said with a smile:
"OK."
It seemed that he didn't expect Cheng Chen to agree so simply, and Cheng Zekang was also stunned.
"Let's start with repaying the money." Shen Kong yawned lazily and counted slowly: "The alimony, tuition and miscellaneous fees over the years and the gambling money you took from home can be settled. It's probably about Eight hundred and sixty-seven thousand six hundred yuan... Well, I'll deduct the change for you and give me eight hundred and seventy thousand, that's enough."
Every line on Cheng Zekang's face seemed to be frozen. His lips trembled, revealing a twisted smile:
"Well... Dad doesn't have that much money on hand right now..."
Shen Kong narrowed his eyes, his previously careless expression instantly disappeared, and he stared at him expressionlessly, his voice flat and indifferent:
“For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, you will love her until death.”
Wedding... Vows
Cheng Zekang's hair stood on end, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart. He opened his mouth tremblingly, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he could only make a harsh drink.
Shen Kong looked directly into the other person's eyes and said softly:
"Mom said she misses you very much."
Cheng Zekang's psychological defense collapsed instantly. The strange and terrifying son in front of him and his strange and dangerous behavior almost frightened him to death. He pressed his sweat-soaked back tightly against the wall, fighting with his two legs and using all his body. It took all his strength to prevent him from sliding to the ground. He stared at the young man in front of him with a pale face, unable to say a word.
Shen Kong suddenly smiled: "I'm joking,"
Cheng Zekang's face turned pale - the murderous intent in the other party's eyes just now was real, and he couldn't believe it was just a joke.
"After all, you are my only father."
Shen Kong took a few steps closer and whispered in his ear: "So, good dad, can you tell me why they sent you here to find me?"
Cheng Zekang hesitated twice and seemed to want to change the topic, but was frightened by the coldness in Shen Kong's eyes. He was not a principled person to begin with, so he quickly handed over all the information he knew. He said: "I actually don't know what happened specifically. It seems to be an order from the boss above. It seems to be related to the boss of this place, but he didn't tell me the specific connection. He just... just told me to pretend. Worried about how you look, let me pull you out of the party without attracting anyone else's attention, and then..."
He racked his brains for a moment and suddenly realized: "Yes, I heard them saying it seemed to be related to some account book!"
The boss of puzzle? Ledger
Shen Kong frowned without trace and searched through his memories of the past few days, but he was still confused.
Didn't he just go to the casino and win a few games? What does it have to do with some ghost ledger
When did he get involved with Puzzel's boss? What is this all about
Just as Shen Kong was thinking, he was keenly aware that Cheng Zekang's gaze in front of him had changed slightly, and he seemed to be looking behind him.
There was a sharp sound breaking through the air.
Shen Kong quickly ducked to the side and looked behind him, only to see that the person he had knocked unconscious at first had stood up and was throwing a stool at him.
Before he could fight back, he heard the big man holding the stool shake, and then fell face down with a "clang" sound.
Shen Kong was startled for a moment and looked towards where the man was standing just now - he saw Han Li standing not far away, breathing heavily, holding half of the pipe in his hand.
His face was flushed, his dark eyes were misty, and he could barely stay awake.
Han Li blinked and loosened his fingers. The pipe fell to the floor with a clang and rolled away.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Kong, staggered two steps forward, and then fell down uncontrollably.