Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The night was as dark as ink, covering this bustling city. Zhong Yuemin stood under the dim street lights, his figure elongated, looking lonely and tough. His eyes flashed with a firm light, as if he could penetrate the darkness and find the truth hidden deep inside.

The crowd around gradually gathered together, whispering to each other and looking curiously at this young man who seemed different from the others.

On the opposite side, several law enforcement officers in uniform had unfriendly expressions and a hint of panic in their eyes.

"Evidence? If you just believe one side of the story, then what's the difference between you and the thugs on the street?"

Zhong Yuemin's voice was not loud, but it was full of power. Every word he said was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone present.

The leader was angered by Zhong Yuemin's words and shouted loudly, "Who do you think you are? Here, what I said is the evidence! Take him away!"

The men immediately stepped forward, ready to take Ning Wei and Zhong Yuemin away by force.

Zhong Yuemin was still smoking leisurely. "Why don't you ask your leader?"

"Stop talking so much nonsense, just leave now, you don't look like a good person."

In the courtyard of Beihai in Beijing, the afterglow of the setting sun shines through the carved window lattices and casts mottled shadows on the solid wooden bookshelves in the study.

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan were sitting beside the coffee table in the study, sipping tea leisurely. The aroma of tea wafted in the air, and they seemed to be isolated from the troubles of the outside world.

However, Zhou Xiaobai was restless. Her eyes drifted out the window from time to time, and her heart was full of worry about Zhong Yuemin.

"Dad, why aren't you two in a hurry at all?" Zhou Xiaobai finally couldn't help but speak, with a bit of dissatisfaction and anxiety in her tone. Her voice seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet study.

Zhong Shanyue put down the teacup in his hand, smiled slightly, and his eyes sparkled with wisdom. "Xiaobai, you are upset."

Zhou Xiaobai was stunned, and then she became furious. "Dad, we don't know what the situation is with Yuemin now. He is so impulsive. What if..." Her words were full of worry about Zhong Yuemin's safety.

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan smiled at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding. Zhong Shanyue raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes flashed with a deep light. "Although Yuemin is young, he is very thoughtful. I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."

Zhou Zhennan nodded, with a meaningful smile on his face. "Yes, this kid always brings us surprises at critical moments. This time, I want to see how big a fuss he can make."

Zhou Xiaobai was confused. She blinked and asked in confusion, "Dad, what are you two talking about? What does Yuemin want to do?"

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan looked at each other, then at Zhou Xiaobai at the same time, with a hint of teasing in their eyes. Zhong Shanyue smiled and said, "Xiaobai, you are our key person. You must complete the task that Yuemin gave you, and don't be afraid of making things bigger. The bigger the better."

When Zhou Xiaobai heard this, she still didn't understand what it meant. However, she was determined to do it for Zhong Yuemin. "Don't worry, Dad! I won't let you down!"

Zhou Xiaobai walked out of the study room with a firm step and full of confidence. Since both old men expressed their support, what else did she have to fear?

Zhong Yuemin’s plan is clear, which is to expose this matter, let more people know about it, and create public pressure.

Zhou Xiaobai called Xie Yongkang over and said straight to the point, "Yongkang, Zhong Yuemin asked me to do something with you."

When Xie Yongkang heard that it was about Zhong Yuemin, he immediately perked up and asked, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter? Just tell me about Brother Zhong's matter, I will do my best."

Zhou Xiaobai nodded and handed over a note. "Yuemin wants you to expose this matter so that more people can know about it and create public pressure."

Xie Yongkang raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Sister-in-law, are you sure? Once this matter is exposed, it may cause quite a stir."

Zhou Xiaobai smiled calmly. "I'm sure. Yuemin has thought it through very clearly, and he knows his limits. Do you have any questions? If so, I'll find someone else."

Xie Yongkang shook his head quickly. "No problem, sister-in-law. Don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter properly."

Zhou Xiaobai nodded with satisfaction. She knew that Xie Yongkang was a trustworthy person. If she gave this matter to him, nothing should go wrong.

Inside the study, the old wooden bookshelves were piled high with all kinds of classics. An exquisite copper desk lamp emitted a soft light, casting a half-bright and half-dark cast on the faces of Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan.

The two people sat at the large desk, each holding a cup of hot tea, and began to have an in-depth conversation.

Zhou Zhennan shook his head slightly and said with emotion, "Old Zhong, this incident that Yuemin accidentally intervened in has finally helped you out. The Huang family has always been eyeing you covetously, and this time their backyard is on fire, which just gives you the opportunity to fight back."

Zhong Shanyue took a sip of tea and showed a smug smile on his face. "Yes, those children of the Huang family are really disappointing. I have long seen that something bad will happen to them sooner or later, and this time we finally caught them."

"Speaking of Lao Huang, I'm really wondering. Why does he always pick on you? You proposed to crack down on crime in order to maintain social stability, so why does he always obstruct you?" Zhou Zhennan asked puzzledly.

Zhong Shanyue sighed, with a complex emotion in his eyes. "Old Huang, he and I have different ideas. He is a little conservative and believes that reform should be done slowly and not too hastily. I believe that only by cracking down on crime quickly and forcefully can we create a good environment for reform. Our disagreement in this regard has been going on for a long time."

Zhou Zhennan nodded to show his understanding. "I see. However, Lao Huang's obstruction has indeed slowed down our reform progress."

The two fell into a brief silence, seemingly thinking about the next countermeasures. The atmosphere in the study seemed a little solemn, but more of it was a firm belief and determination.

Zhong Shanyue raised his head, his eyes gleaming with determination. "No matter how Lao Huang tries to stop me, I will stick to my position. This incident with Lao Huang's family is the beginning of our counterattack. We want everyone to see that our determination and strength are unshakable."

The night was as dark as ink, covering every corner of the city. Zhou Zhennan sat on the sofa in the study, frowning, holding a document in his hand, his eyes sharp. He nodded slightly, as if thinking about something, and his expression of approval revealed his inner determination.

"Since Yuemin, who has already retired, has done this, how can the original BD not speak out?"

Zhou Zhennan's voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying an unquestionable majesty. He raised his head and looked at the night sky outside the window, with a firm light flashing in his eyes. "I'll say hello to them right away."

The voice of the person in charge came from the other end of the phone. Zhou Zhennan didn't exchange too many pleasantries and went straight to the point. "I think we need to stand up for Zhong Yuemin. What he did deserves our support." There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone.

The person in charge on the other end of the phone seemed a little hesitant, but Zhou Zhennan's words were full of power, forcing him to reconsider the issue. In the end, the person in charge nodded and said that he would fully support Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Shanyue sat aside, listening quietly to Zhou Zhennan's words. He knew Zhou Zhennan's character very well. Once he made up his mind, he would act without hesitation. He couldn't help but feel admiration for him, and at the same time he was full of anticipation for what was about to happen.

In this way, with the instigation of Zhou Zhennan and Zhong Shanyue, the situation became more and more serious. What was originally just a small ripple gradually turned into a huge uproar under their promotion.

Zhong Yuemin, a once powerful figure, has now become the key figure in this storm. His name has been mentioned by countless people, and his every move has touched the hearts of countless people.

The moonlight was dim, covering the silent city. Song Xiangjun stood alone in front of the window, looking at the dim night outside, but her heart was as restless as the raging sea.

Song Xiangjun originally intended to distance herself from Zhong Yuemin, but when she heard the news that he was in danger, she found that she could not stay out of it at all.

"I'm really useless." Song Xiangjun laughed at herself and shook her head. She had told herself countless times to treat Zhong Yuemin as a stranger, but when Zhong Yuemin encountered difficulties, she always wanted to lend a helping hand. This contradictory emotion made her feel both painful and helpless.

"Forget it, there's no point in saying this. You're such an enemy, I owed you this in my last life." Song Xiangjun took a deep breath and made up her mind. She knew she couldn't just watch Zhong Yuemin fall into danger.

Although Song Xiangjun didn't know the specific situation, she believed in her intuition that Zhong Yuemin must need help now.

At this time, Zhong Yuemin was in the detention center, his expression calm and deep. He didn't know that at this moment, a storm was quietly spreading outside for him. Those back-up plans he secretly laid out, like chess pieces on a chessboard, had already begun to move according to his layout, but he was still kept in the dark.

Zhong Yuemin sat quietly on the hard bed in the detention center, surrounded by a damp and cold atmosphere. The sky outside the window was gradually getting dark, and mottled light and shadows were projected on the mottled walls, like some unknown foreshadowing.

Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei sat on the cold hard beds in the detention center. The air around them seemed to have condensed into frost, so heavy that it was hard to breathe. Ning Wei's eyes were unusually firm, but his heart was full of vigilance and doubt.

Zhong Yuemin's signature smile always attracts countless attention. Unlike the calm and reserved appearance of ordinary people, his cynical look seems to announce to the world his uniqueness.

There is always a hint of playfulness in Zhong Yuemin's smile, and he seems to be curious and interested in everything.

This time was no exception, facing a group of ill-intentioned prisoners, his eyes were fixed on a certain spot, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That smile showed both curiosity about the unknown and excitement about challenges, as if in his world, every stop was to encounter fun and interesting things.

In a corner of the detention center, a group of prisoners were whispering, their eyes occasionally glancing at Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei. The hostility they exuded was like a group of greedy wolves eyeing innocent prey.

Suddenly, a burly prisoner stood up and strode towards Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei, with a grim smile on his face and a fierce light in his eyes.

"Hey, you two. I heard you guys are pretty arrogant out there." The burly prisoner deliberately slowed down his speech, his voice full of provocation.

Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei looked at each other and understood in their hearts that these people must have received some instructions to target them like this.

"What's going on with us has nothing to do with you?" Ning Wei said coldly, with an unyielding arrogance in his voice.

The burly prisoner, named Er Biao, was once a fierce warrior in the underworld, but now he is trapped in these square iron bars. The anger in his heart is like a burning firewood, ready to explode at any time.

Er Biao slammed his fist on the iron bars next to him, making a deafening sound, as if he wanted to shatter this oppressive prison.

Zhong Yuemin stood aside, watching Li Hu's violent appearance, with a hint of teasing in his eyes. He usually liked to tease people, and at this moment he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you? Why do you have a tendency to self-harm? Buddy, let me tell you, this is a disease, we need to treat it." Zhong Yuemin's words were full of ridicule and mockery, as if he was watching a farce.

Er Biao was furious when he heard this. He turned around and glared at Zhong Yuemin, the anger in his eyes seemed to devour him. He roared, "Damn it, shut up! You two guys, do you really think you are some big shots? Here, I am the boss!"

Er Biao's voice echoed in the prison like thunder, and the muscles on his face twisted into a ferocious face, like an angry beast.

Zhong Yuemin was not frightened by Li Hu's anger. Instead, he laughed, a smile full of provocation and disdain. "Oh, you are quite arrogant! Hello, Tian, ​​please forgive me for our first meeting."

Er Biao was furious when he heard this. He rushed towards Zhong Yuemin, wanting to teach him a lesson.

However, at this moment, footsteps were heard at the prison gate. A prison guard walked in, and his eyes swept around the prison with a cold gaze, and finally fell on Er Biao. "Er Biao, what are you doing?" The prison guard's voice was cold and majestic.

Er Biao was frightened by the prison guard's gaze and stopped immediately. He smiled and said, "Nothing, nothing, I am welcoming them both."

The prison guard glanced at Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei with a warning look in his eyes, then turned to Er Biao and said in a cold voice: "This is a detention center, not a place for you to fight and bully others. Be honest and stop causing trouble."

The prison guard's words revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if it was an insurmountable mountain, pressing down on Er Biao so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Er Biao watched the prison guard leave, but the anger in his heart did not subside. He clenched his fists, veins bulging, as if he wanted to vent this anger.

When he turned around, his face had already changed into a fierce, cruel, and domineering expression. His eyes, which were originally bright, now became as fierce as a wild wolf, flashing with cruel light.