Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The morning sun shines through the narrow window, scattering patches of light into the dark cell. The air is filled with dampness and mildew, mixed with the barely audible aroma of food. The prisoners in the cell get up one after another, ready to greet the new day.

Er Biao sat on the hard wooden bed, rubbing his swollen cheek, feeling a little uneasy. The "accident" last night made him feel mixed emotions when facing the prison guard's questioning.

The prison guard walked to the door with the food, his eyes stayed on Er Biao's face for a moment, and his brows were slightly frowned. "Er Biao, what's wrong with the wound on your face? Did you fight again?"

Hearing this, Er Biao subconsciously glanced at Ning Wei and Zhong Yuemin beside him. Ning Wei had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't care about it all.

Zhong Yuemin had a half-smile on his face, and that smile seemed to hide some unknown secret. Er Biao's heart trembled.

Er Biao quickly retracted his gaze and stammered, "Reporting to the government, I...I...I accidentally fell off the bed when I was sleeping at night. I fell on my own."

The prison guard was obviously skeptical of Erbiao's answer, but since Erbiao refused to tell the truth, he had no other choice.

After all, there are rules here. He glanced at Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei, with a hint of warning in his tone. "Behave yourself and don't fight." After saying that, the prison guard turned and left, leaving the room full of prisoners in silence.

Er Biao breathed a sigh of relief, but the uneasiness in his heart did not dissipate. He knew that this matter would not end so easily. Zhong Yuemin's half-smile seemed to say, "You are smart, kid."

Ning Wei looked at Er Biao, with a complex emotion in his eyes. Although he didn't say anything, Er Biao could feel the pressure from him. He knew that he had really offended someone he shouldn't have offended this time.

In the cell in the early morning, light shines through the cracks in the iron window and falls on the cold ground, creating mottled shadows. The air is filled with damp and rancid smells, making people feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Breakfast had been distributed, but no one dared to pick up their chopsticks. All the prisoners looked at Zhong Yuemin in unison, their eyes full of awe and confusion.

Zhong Yuemin was confused by the stares. He frowned and asked in confusion: "You guys are eating, why are you looking at me?"

A slightly older prisoner, with traces of time on his face, walked cautiously to Zhong Yuemin.

He bowed first, then whispered, "Brother, brother. You pick first, you take first, and the rest is ours. This is also the rule here."

Zhong Yuemin stood there in a daze, with an inexplicable anger rising in his heart. He suddenly realized that this group of prisoners were waiting for his action, and the ones left by him were theirs.

This seemingly insignificant action actually hides a mystery. The so-called rules they follow are nothing more than the silent oppression and exploitation of the weak by the strong, which is the law of the jungle that has been formed over a long period of time.

The anger in Zhong Yuemin's heart seemed to be burning, as if it was going to burn this cold prison into ashes.

However, after his anger, Zhong Yuemin felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Zhong Yuemin understands that no matter which industry or place, there will always be some unwritten rules. They have been formed over a long period of time, are deeply rooted and difficult to shake.

Zhong Yuemin sighed helplessly, his eyes falling on the pile of steamed buns and the bowl of watery soup.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the food, but he had no appetite at all. Compared with the delicious food he had enjoyed before, these foods were completely different.

However, what can he do? He must accept the reality and accept the huge gap from luxury to simplicity.

Zhong Yuemin thought of the old saying: "It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality." Now, he has deeply realized the meaning of this saying.

He used to live a carefree life, enjoying all the good things in the world. But now, he has to live a life of hunger and clothes in this prison with these prisoners.

Zhong Yuemin picked up a steamed bread and took a bite. He immediately spat it out. It was fine if there was sand in it, but there were also stones in it, which made his teeth hurt. How could he eat it?

In that gloomy cell, under the dim sunlight, everyone was silently eating the food that had been allocated to them.

Zhong Yuemin didn't want to eat anymore. He looked at everyone and finally set his eyes on the older prisoner.

Zhong Yue saw that although the other party had very little food, he ate with gusto, as if every bite contained infinite cherishment for life.

Zhong Yuemin sighed softly. The steamed bread in his hand was still warm, but at this moment it felt as heavy as a stone.

Zhong Yuemin stood up, walked to his side, and handed the steamed bread in his hand to him. "I'll give you this steamed bread too. I won't eat it anymore."

Lao Liu was stunned for a moment. "Boss, you can just call me Lao Liu. Boss, are you having trouble swallowing it? Just drink some soup and it will be fine."

Zhong Yuemin shook his head. "You eat. I have no appetite."

Lao Liu took the steamed bread and looked at Zhong Yuemin gratefully. "Thank you, boss."

The inmates had just finished their bland meal, and a depressing atmosphere permeated the entire camp.

Zhong Yuemin, the man who always had a somewhat unruly smile on his face, felt bored at the moment.

Zhong Yuemin looked around. The prisoners were either sitting or lying down, all of them with expressionless faces, as if this life had drained away all their enthusiasm.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly came up with an idea, and he waved to Er Biao who had just finished his meal. Although Er Biao was reluctant, he had to obey Zhong Yuemin's orders in this labor camp where the strong are king.

Er Biao walked slowly in front of Zhong Yuemin, with a look of reluctance on his face. "Boss, what do you want from me?"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Er Biao's unconvinced look, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Er Biao, you see how boring this life is. Sing a song for me."

Er Biao was stunned. He didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to make such a request. Although he was usually rough, he was not good at singing.

Moreover, he felt that singing in front of so many people was simply a humiliation. He was about to refuse, but when he saw Zhong Yuemin's half-smile, he knew he had no room to refuse.

Er Biao took a deep breath and began to sing. His voice was hoarse and trembling, and every note seemed so stiff.

The prisoners around him were confused at first, but gradually, they were attracted by this strange "singing". Some began to snicker, while others looked at Er Biao in surprise.

Zhong Yuemin laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He thought this was the funniest scene he had ever seen. He looked at Er Biao's embarrassed and helpless expression and thought to himself: Seeing how you don't accept it, I have to let you sing Conquer.

"Er Biao!"

"Boss, I'm listening to you!"

"I will teach you a new song, and you lead your brothers to sing it to ......"

Li Ting arrived in Phoenix in a dusty state, her face full of anxiety and dissatisfaction. Every step she took seemed hurried and heavy, as if there was an invisible force behind her urging her. Her mood was like a ignited gunpowder barrel that could explode at any time.

This incident made Li Ting very angry. She originally thought it could be completed easily, but she didn't expect something went wrong.

This matter is really infuriating. Something went wrong in the task assigned to her by Zhong Yuemin. It really makes people speechless.

Who is it? Who is so bold as to dare to touch the Tai Sui? This matter needs to be investigated thoroughly. We can't just let it go.

And Zhou Xiaobai and Song Xiangjun, one after another, fanned the flames and caused a great disturbance in the city. Zhou Xiaobai, she is Zhong Yuemin's wife, it's fine for her to get involved in this matter, but you, Song Xiangjun, why are you meddling in it?

There were so many troubles, and those talented college students also added to the trouble, insisting on returning Zhong Yuemin to them. This must have been Song Xiangjun's idea.

Alas, these years are really troublesome. Li Ting thought to herself that this matter must be resolved quickly, otherwise who knows how much trouble it will cause.

Having said that, Phoenix is ​​also an interesting place, and any little movement will be in the newspapers.

But then again, Zhong Yuemin is really amazing, making so many people worry about him. Thinking of this, Li Ting smiled bitterly in her heart.

Li Ting found Xiao Wang, Xiao Liu, and also met Li Hongmei. When she heard that Zhong Yuemin had been arrested, Li Ting was overwhelmed.

Subconsciously, he told her that this matter was going to be complicated. It was not so easy to solve. "Xiao Wang, Xiao Liu, you two take Li Hongmei and the child back to Beijing, and go find Zhou Xiaobai. Wait for Zhong Yuemin to come back and make arrangements."

Xiao Wang and Xiao Liu looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Xiao Wang hesitated and said, "Sister Li Ting, Sister Hongmei said someone wouldn't let them leave. We..."

"Someone is stopping us from leaving?" Li Ting frowned even more. "Who dares to stop us? I will escort you out of Phoenix City. I want to see who is so bold!"

After that, Li Ting got in the car and drove to one end of the street with firm and powerful steps. Seeing this, Xiao Wang and Xiao Liu also hurriedly took Li Hongmei and the child into the car to catch up.

As they were walking through the busy streets and about to leave Phoenix City, they saw a group of strong men in black standing in front of them. They were holding kitchen knives, staring fiercely at Li Ting and her group of vehicles, blocking their way.

Seeing this, Li Ting sneered, got out of the car and strode forward. She looked directly at the strong men and said in a cold tone, "Who are you? Why are you blocking the road?"

One of the burly men came out, glaring angrily. "You don't need to know who we are. Anyway, the mother and daughter cannot leave Phoenix City!"

"Oh?" Li Ting's lips curled up with a mocking smile. "Is Phoenix City yours? They can go wherever they want. Why are you stopping them?"

The big man in the lead laughed and said, "We are the Cleaver Team. Someone asked us to stop you. If you know what's best for you, stay put. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Li Ting was furious when she heard this. She knew that these people must have been instructed by someone to deliberately stop them. These people were simply lawless.

Li Ting took a deep breath and tried to keep her tone calm. "They are innocent people. Why are you making things difficult for them? Don't you have any laws?"

The big man was stunned by Li Ting's words, but then he showed a mocking smile. "The law? Here, we are the law. If you know what's good for you, get out of here quickly, or don't blame us for being rude."

"If you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude!" Seeing that she had no chance of being soft-hearted, Li Ting took out her gun and turned on the safety.

The big man was stunned by Li Ting's sudden toughness. He originally thought that this seemingly weak woman would be frightened by their threats, but he didn't expect her to pull out the gun so decisively and even open the safety.

The cold muzzle of the gun was like a pair of sharp eyes, staring straight at them, causing them to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"You...what are you doing? This is our territory, don't mess around!" Although the big man was panicking, he still refused to give in and tried to suppress Li Ting with words.

However, Li Ting was not moved at all. She said coldly, "If you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude! I will count to three. If you still don't move away, I will shoot!"

As she spoke, she began to count. "One... two..."

The big man and his chopper team were intimidated by Li Ting's momentum. They knew that this woman was no joke. If they really dared to stop her, she would probably really shoot. Although they were fierce and domineering, they could only choose to give in when facing the gun.

"Three!" Li Ting counted the last number, and the muzzle of the gun was still pointed steadily at the big man. The big man waved his hand helplessly, signaling his men to get out of the way.

Li Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. She knew that although her action was risky, it had successfully intimidated these people. She put away her gun and told the driver, "Drive forward. If there are people blocking the way, you can just drive over them. Anyone blocking the way is committing treason."

The driver nodded, started the car, and drove forward slowly. Although the members of the Cleaver Team were unwilling, they did not dare to step forward to stop it. They watched the car pass by them and could only sigh helplessly.

Only then did Li Ting understand Zhou Xiaobai's intention. To be more precise, it was a backup plan left by Zhong Yuemin. Phoenix City was about to change, and the Huang family was finished. But it was really no one else's fault. How could Phoenix City be brought into such a state by the Huang family's son?

The afternoon sun shone obliquely into the cell, and Li Ting walked in quietly accompanied by others. She thought she would see Zhong Yuemin sitting in the corner with a sad face, after all, this was a cell, a place where people were detained, but the scene before her made her laugh and cry.

In the cell, Zhong Yuemin was lying there comfortably with a smug smile on his lips.

There were four people surrounding Zhong Yuemin. They were massaging his legs and arms carefully as if they were serving a king.

Zhong Yuemin closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying a high-end massage.

In front of Zhong Yuemin, there were 20 prisoners singing. "Just like this, I was conquered by you. Just like this, I was conquered by you. All the retreat routes were cut off. My mood was firm, and my decision was confused..."

The song seemed to be out of tune with the atmosphere of the place. Zhong Yuemin was lying there leisurely, with a playful smile on his face.