The wicked have their own evil

I dare not say anything else, but Zhang Chi is definitely a veteran when it comes to hiding.

This kind of hiding method was really practiced by him in his childhood by pulling his sister to hide from the usury owed by his father.

If he really had the intention to hide himself properly, it would be difficult for Zitong and the others to find him for a while.

Zhang Chi put his long legs on the tattered wooden table, pinched the cigarette between his fingers, and lazily blew out a puff of smoke, which slowly dissipated in the air.

"Zhang Chi."

Zhang Chi opened half of his eyes and saw Zhou Yanyang coming over, carrying a box of lunch and throwing it on the wooden table.

Zhou Yanyang frowned and said, "Loosen your feet."

Zhang Chi shrugged and put his feet down.

On the night when he escaped from Zitong, he found Zhou Yanyang.

At the very least, he needs to find a reliable buddy.

Zhang Chi gorged himself on his meal, like a starving ghost.

"Eat slowly, don't choke yourself to death."

"The scourge will last for thousands of years. Is it so easy for me to die?" Zhang Chi grinned, touched his stomach comfortably, and couldn't help hiccupping.

"Did I get what I wanted?" he asked.

Zhou Yanyang was silent for a while, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and glanced at him, "You don't have to do that."

"Stop persuading me." Zhang Chi leaned his head back on the chair, staring at the mottled and broken ceiling, "Yanyang, only you can help me now."

Zhou Yanyang said helplessly: "Don't be sensational, I still don't understand why I became friends with you."

"Thank you." Zhang Chi said suddenly, closing his eyes slowly, his voice was low and sleepy, "Call me after an hour."

-

Zhang Chi was so good at hiding himself that Zitong searched for him for a whole day but couldn't find him, instead he saw him in the newspaper.

Zhang Chi is wanted.

Zitong's face darkened, his eyes were cold, as if he was grinding his teeth and sucking blood, calling his name, "Zhang Chi."

Chen Bingyan was sitting in the rocking chair, and he picked up the newspaper that had been thrown on the ground. The headline of the newspaper was a photo of Zhang Chi. He looked at the headline slowly, and the smile on his lips disappeared instantly.

Due to the clues provided by the anonymous informant, Zhang Chi, the leader of the underworld, is wanted.

Chen Bingyan smiled, seemingly annoyed, "I finally understand why you have to lock him up."

How could such a crazy and ruthless man be in his hands.

The back of Zitong's hands was cold, and his veins slowly tensed up. His head turned to the conversation with Zhang Chi yesterday, and suddenly he turned on a light. He seemed to have realized what he meant by winning or losing the game.

He wants to go to jail.

He needs to be arrested.

In an instant, he had already figured out how to take the next step.

Young Master Chen wanted to annex Longji, so he blew himself up.

The self-explosion means that the gang is destroyed and ceases to exist, and the gang leader is arrested and imprisoned, and it is made public, which can be regarded as the end.

If Zhang Chi was imprisoned for leading an underworld organization, it would be equivalent to replacing Shen Hua and replacing him.

"What stupid thing did he do?"

Chen Bingyan lazily leaned back in the chair, "I think he is very smart and ruthless. If he can become my subordinate, it would not be a bad thing. It's a pity."

Zitong stared at him fiercely, and Chen Bingyan quickly pulled a chain around his mouth. "

Chen Bingyan stroked his chin and said, "He must be prepared this time. Since he has done this, there must be other actions in the future."

-

"Recently, clues provided by an anonymous whistleblower," said the TV hostess in the evening, "arrested a gangster leader..."

The TV was dilapidated, like a second-hand phone bought in a junk shop, the screen was faded and faded, and the sound was a sharp hissing noise.Zhang Chi looked at it with some relish, stretched out his hand, and threw the small ball forward, and then bounced back.

"Crazy." Zhou Yanyang walked in quickly, threw the food at Zhang Chi's body, his fairly upright facial features were horribly distorted at the moment, "Do you have to be so fucking big?"

Zhang Chi touched his nose, "Don't be angry."

"What will you do in the future?" Zhou Yanyang said annoyedly, "I thought you just wanted to save Shen Hua, so..." He couldn't help kicking the stool next to him, "You still want to mess yourself up now?" Go in? Huh?"

"What can I say?" Zhang Chi rubbed his brows, and said helplessly, "Let's make plans later."

Zhou Yanyang really wanted to beat him up, he was so angry that he couldn't speak fluently, "What about Zhang Tao, you just left her like this? Huh? Are you a fucking idiot?"

When he mentioned his sister, Zhang Chi was silent for a while, "She has grown up, and Brother Hua will help me take care of her."

"Zhang Chi, you are a fucking idiot, fuck, idiot." Zhou Yanyang put his hands on his hips in annoyance, "I don't want to mess with you now, so you can go fuck yourself." After he finished speaking, he shouted step away.

"Hey." Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and continued to play with the ball in his hand.

After 5 minutes, Zhou Yanyang came back sullenly.

"Brother Yo is back?" Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Zhou Yanyang looked at him with a stern face, and stuffed the newspaper on him, "Fuck you, now all the newspapers in the street are full of your photos." He paused, suppressing his temper, "Now people on both sides are I'm chasing you, what do you say?"

"Wait first."

Zhou Yanyang sat directly on the broken stool beside him, looked at Zhang Chi quietly, and suddenly asked, "What are you taking revenge for?"

Zhang Chi was silent for a while, "What are you talking about?"

He sneered and said, "Pretend you don't understand, can you?"

Zhang Chi scratched his head, dug out the instant noodles from the plastic bag, and didn't speak.

"You said you played this time for Shen Hua and for my brother," he continued to sneer, "I think it's more than that."

Zhang Chi shrugged.

"Fuck." Zhou Yanyang directly took a cigarette to smoke.