Zhuxi

When Li Chengzhu woke up again, it was still an empty ward, and the sound of ticking instruments surrounded him, as if it was a dream that never stopped.In the past, he felt that loneliness and loneliness were all hypocritical words used by women, and that kind of thing was far away from him.In the past, he only knew how to work honestly so that he and his family could live a good life, but now his emotions seem to be much richer──but this change did not make him happy, but felt empty in his heart Yes, maybe this is the loneliness and loneliness that other people talk about.

His eyes were a little sore, as if he was waiting to secrete sour tears, but he didn't cry, he just looked at the ceiling with a numb expression, wandering aimlessly.

It is indeed impossible for Yan Zixi to stand by his bedside like a virtuous wife, waiting for him to wake up.One second before waking up and opening his eyes, he actually had such a fantasy that maybe Yan Zixi would say "you're awake" when he woke up.

Li Chengzhu spurned his twat thoughts, but the bitter taste undeniably spread to every part of his body.At this time, he believes that there is a saying that people become vulnerable when they are sick.Although he is a man, he is still within the scope of human beings.He smiled self-deprecatingly, and began to miss the silent but simple self that had disappeared.

It turns out that many things have quietly changed without knowing it...

It is indeed impossible for Yan Zixi to stay by Li Chengzhu's side and wait for him to wake up, but what Li Chengzhu doesn't know is that Yan Zixi has indeed sat by his side for a period of time—not much, less than fifteen minutes.

The doctors quickly and swiftly lifted Li Chengzhu, a sick patient who never stopped being sick, back to the bed, pressed all the dropped instruments back, removed the bandages on the wound, and wiped away the contaminated ones. Throw away the bloody bandage, put on the medicine and then re-wrap it.Yan Zixi stood watching, frowning deeply.

He began to wonder if it was a mistake for him to keep Li Chengzhu, a man who was a little silly and a bit dull, by his side. This betrayal made him suddenly wonder how people around him see him, maybe He's brutal, maybe he's hot-tempered, maybe he's not a good leader... so what about this man?A man who uses his own life to help himself as a bullet, but is coerced and lured by himself to stay by his side, how does he view himself?

But soon, Yan Zixi felt relieved.No matter what this man thinks of him, he doesn't want to keep this man by his side anymore, maybe he really isn't suitable for bringing a bodyguard, or a man who knows his secret sexual fetish.

There shouldn't be anyone behind him. He was born to fight alone.

Liang En was taking out a nostalgic iron cigarette case he recently bought from his coat pocket, and knocked on the hidden switch with his fingertips. The lid popped open with a muffled sound, and he took out a Camel card from inside. Then he put the lid on the cigarette case, put it back into his pocket, took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a deep puff.

In the smoke, people sitting or standing in the hall couldn't see his expression clearly, so they continued to wait for Yan Zixi's question with various expressions in fear.

The church meeting, which had not been held for a long time, was held again three years after Yan Zixi took the position of leader of the Yan Gang.With dim red lights covering the hall, Yan Zixi was dressed in a dark Tang suit, sitting casually on the pear blossom wood chair left by the old gang leader, and the half-human Gao Guan Gong statue on the altar behind him looked condescendingly. Everyone in the hall seemed to have mocking smiles on their ferocious faces, their round eyes and slanted mouth corners made people feel cold and clammy inexplicably.

He Jun once sat in the seat closest to Yanzixi during a meeting, and the other person who sat closest was Liang Enzheng.But now there is only one person left in the nearest position, that person is leisurely smoking a cigarette and puffing out smoke rings, and this respectable old man is now being forced to kneel on the ground, with two hands on his shoulders. hands, two faceless men wearing sunglasses suppressed him firmly.

"If you have any farts, just let it go! You little bastard... I have lived enough, but I regret that I didn't pull you down when you had no foundation!" He Jun is a thin old man. The wrinkles on his face were once Yan Zixi joked that "a little smile will kill the fly", but his voice is loud and his strength is not weak. Even if two people hold him down, he can still stand up a little when he roars angrily.

Yan Zixi lowered his head halfway, as if he was studying the pattern on the armrest of the grand master's chair. After hearing He Jun's yelling with different patterns again and again, he finally couldn't help laughing, but let the other people present It was cold again.

Today's hall meeting is to deal with He Jun, an old man who is old enough to play against the water. Although many people present did not follow the betrayal openly, there are quite a few people who are behind the scenes.Those who publicly betrayed Yan Zixi have been cleared up by Yan Zixi with lightning speed, but there is only one culprit left, but he will be dealt with by means of a court meeting.

The court meeting is not only used to deal with those who want to withdraw from the gang, but they are familiar with the secrets and cannot be let go, it is also a powerful means to deal with those important gang members who have turned back.Three knives and six holes are trivial things. Pulling out tongues and digging out eyes is a thing of the past. Although limbs and feet are often broken, medical science is so advanced that even chopped fingers can be reattached, so These means were abandoned.

But everyone in the church is still afraid, even hearing the famous names is terrified, just because Yan Zixi has upgraded the means of punishment.

"Peeling" like Ling Chi, using a special thing like a large peeler to scrape the skin and flesh, and at the same time using a hammer to smash the spine bit by bit. When the two punishments are in progress Special drugs are also injected to ensure that the punished person remains awake.This is the highest "standard" punishment, and it has only been proposed since Yan Zixi became the gang leader, but it has never been implemented-Yan Zixi doesn't like to torture people, generally speaking, he prefers to kill people with a headshot This appalling punishment was initially enacted only as a deterrent.

He Jun may be lucky to be the first person to try his own punishment.

"You can shout a few words, I know you are not afraid of anything, the so-called dare to pull the emperor off the horse, do you still think you are a special hero?" Yan Zixi blew on the non-existent finger Dust, squinting his eyes at He Jun, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, as if he was smiling, but with a fierce hostility. "But in fact you are just a fool, a fool without a brain!"

He Jun's face was flushed red because of these words, and he still wanted to struggle to stand up, as if he wanted to pounce on Yanzixi and kill Yanzixi with a bite, "You little bastard... I didn't kill you back then, it was I who killed you!" The biggest mistake in my life!" His struggle was stopped by the two iron tower-like men, and the crisp sound of his bones knocked faintly on the eardrums of everyone present.

"Actually, I really want to know. What did I do that made you insist on killing me? Wouldn't you be unhappy if you didn't kill me?" Yan Zixi propped his chin up with his hands, and leaned on the back of the chair in a lazy manner. Said, "Do I look like that old ghost in my family? I hope you don't say no to your darkened conscience. As long as anyone with eyes knows that he and I are father and son, why are you so stupid? Resist me with this kind of stupid reason? Also, who said that the Yan Gang is a system of blood inheritance? Let me tell you that if I don’t have the ability to manage you submissively, that old ghost of my family will not hand over power so easily. Give it to me. Call you a fool and a fool, and I want to hear what's wrong with you."

He Jun's face turned even redder, but he didn't explain, but continued to swear even worse, as if he wanted to humiliate Yan Zixi enough in his limited life.

"Fuck you, shut your stinky mouth!" Yan Zixi sneered, raised the teacup on the coffee table at hand, and smashed it into He Jun's face, immediately causing He Jun's face to be covered with mixed tears. The blood of the tea, a few front teeth were hit because he opened his mouth and screamed, and fell to the ground. "I know why you betrayed me, you just because of your never-ending ambition...and that brat!"

He Jun's complexion suddenly changed. He sprayed blood from his mouth and howled at Yan Zixi like a beast. He couldn't understand the words, but Yan Zixi was very satisfied. He was very satisfied with the blow his words had on He Jun. .He tapped the coffee table lightly, making a crisp sound.

"He Jun, I don't want to kill you, after all...you are my father's friend, aren't you?" Yan Zixi said flatly.

After a while, he walked into the hall alone with a child less than five years old. When he heard the cry of the child, He Jun struggled like crazy, as if he knew that the despair of fate had come.

Yan Zixi took a long breath. He secretly looked at Liang Enzheng who was sitting on the side smoking one cigarette after another, but found that the other party did not return the tacit understanding in the past.

Suddenly, cold sweat broke out in his palms.