The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

Lincheng in July is probably the hottest time of the year.

Zhou Yifan squatted beside Lao Lin with a boxed lunch in his hands, watching the steam rising from the concrete floor, curling up, and finally turning into a concrete form, occupying the whole world in front of him.

The taste of the food is not very good, but if you don't eat it, you will starve. After thinking about it, Zhou Yifan forced himself to swallow them bit by bit.

So it turns out that being poor is really just a process of getting used to it.

There was no business at the car wash shop at noon. Seeing a white BMW suddenly drive into the door, several people squatting in the yard eating looked at each other, and when they recognized that it was their boss's car, they all put smudges on their faces. Standing up with an attentive smile.

The owner of the car wash shop, surnamed Chen, is in his 40s and already bald. He heard that he has a lot of business in his hands, and the car wash shop is located in a remote suburb of the city, so he only shows his face when he is getting paid or at regular monthly dinners.

Shenlong sees the head but doesn't see the end, Zhou Yifan has been here for more than two months, but he still hasn't remembered the boss's face.

After a while, the cashier came over to call someone, and as usual, the person whose name was called went to the boss to receive his salary.

The first person whose name was called today was Zhou Yifan. After quickly eating the food in the box, Zhou Yifan wiped his mouth and walked towards the cashier.

"You don't have to come here tomorrow."

As soon as he took over the dozen hundred yuan bills, the boss said something to Zhou Yifan without looking up.

"Why? Did I do something wrong?"

Zhou Yifan's voice is full of caution. In the past few years, he has just started to be domineering and now cautious. He has endured too much hardship, and his personality has also unknowingly changed into what he is today.

"Someone said, if I hire you again, he will make all my business impossible."

The boss's voice still didn't fluctuate, and he didn't raise his head. Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the side, Zhou Yifan just retreated quietly.

In fact, he should have noticed early in the morning that Zhou Chuxun had been treating him like this all the time in the past few years?

It's just that so many years have passed since that incident, what kind of situation will he push himself to?

The sun above his head stood there like a burly man, casting shadows on all places within his vision, but the temperature radiating from his body...

Zhou Yifan thought of the ancient torture of being scorched, and with a squeak, a layer of skin could be removed.

Of course, the temperature this day was not as exaggerated as he imagined, it was just hot, a little too hot.

He squatted at Lan Yu's gate and waited for nearly two hours. When cigarette butts gathered around Zhou Yifan, he saw Zhou Chuxun who was slowly walking out of Lan Yu's gate.

Wearing a pair of mirrors that covered half of his face, he was dressed in expensive and exquisite clothes, followed by five or six people dressed as assistant secretaries. He was very powerful and showed a bigger name than any artist in his company.

Zhou Yifan got up, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Chuxun who was surrounded by people on the other side of the road, thinking that if that incident hadn't happened back then, maybe he would have become like this today.

Even worse than Zhou Chuxun.

Facing the venomous sunlight, Zhou Yifan called out to Zhou Chuxun, and then he rushed over at an extremely fast speed and punched him hard in the face.

Zhou Chuxun, who had always been a little thin, didn't have any defenses. After Zhou Yifan hit him like this, he almost couldn't stand and fell to the side.

Seeing this, Zhou Yifan wanted to make up for it, but Zhou Chuxun was accompanied by two bodyguards. After being slightly stunned for a moment, they quickly pushed the tall and thin Zhou Yifan to the ground.

With his hands cut back, he looked like a heinous and pitiful criminal.

"Zhou Yifan, you are so courageous, you actually dare to appear in front of me."

Lan Yu's office building is located in the downtown area. Seeing many people around, Zhou Chuxun's voice was deliberately lowered by him, but his tone was extremely cold and cruel. When Zhou Yifan looked up, he couldn't help grinning again.

He wore a skull-shaped ring on his hand, just as he swung that punch, Zhou Chuxun's girly face was melted open by him.

The wound was located on his left cheek, the index finger was long and short, and glaring and bright red blood was continuously dripping down on his gray shirt.

Hearing his laughter, Zhou Chuxun's two bodyguards immediately kicked him in the back, wearing leather shoes, Zhou Yifan, who had just been exposed to the hot sun for two hours, almost passed out on the spot.

Taking two deep breaths, Zhou Yifan looked coldly at Zhou Chuxun in front of him, and said, "Isn't that enough? Zhou Chuxun, it's been almost five years, even if I was mad at my dad back then, but he is my dad, no matter what What I did to him was between our two fathers and sons, what about you? Why are you? You are just a child he picked up, or to put it more bluntly, you may be his illegitimate child, but in the end Don't tell me, in the past few years, you have inherited his inheritance, his company, and lived a life that should belong to me. Didn't I fight you for nothing? Or do you have to force me to death? Are you willing?"

Zhou Chuxun is a famous person in Lincheng, rich and powerful, and has a good face. When Zhou Yifan told you that you were the child he picked up, his face turned pale. Unfortunately, the two bodyguards beside him were nothing. Seeing is good, seeing their boss being surrounded by people pointing and pointing, they just listened in a daze.

Or, maybe it was because what Zhou Yifan said just now was too explosive, they were also stunned.

"What are you doing in a daze?! Why don't you beat me hard!"

"Ouch! Lan Yu's boss is going to beat someone to death! In broad daylight, he wants to have his half-brother beaten to death! What a man to monopolize the Zhou family's property!"

The purpose of Zhou Yifan's trip was just to clarify the relationship between the two in front of everyone, so that he would be a little more cautious. Seeing that the two bodyguards around him were going to attack him according to the wishes of Zhou Chuxun's servants, he Immediately roll on the ground and cheat.

In the past few years, he has been at the bottom of society. In order to survive, he has long neglected matters such as dignity.

Seeing the onlookers start pointing at him and whispering, Zhou Chuxun hastily called out: "Stop."

"Zhou Yifan, what did my father do to you back then?! He held you in the palm of his hand and tolerated you in everything, what about you? Apart from causing trouble and making him bedridden with anger, what else did you do for him? If I were you, I would find the root The rope secretly strangled himself to death, so as not to be ashamed here!"

While speaking, Zhou Chuxun looked down at Zhou Yifan condescendingly, and said, "Zhou Yifan, you are living like a dog now."

When Zhou Yifan got up, Zhou Chuxun had already left with his group of people.

Seeing the group of people around him look at him with contemptuous eyes, Zhou Yifan smiled indifferently, thinking that he really lived like a dog.

Without the protection of his father Zhou Zhili, he is nothing.

Thinking of Zhou Zhili, Zhou Yifan's eyes darkened.

It's just that he still wants to live, like Zhou Zhili once said, to live with ideals, with dignity, and to live like a real person.

But Zhou Chuxun would not let him get what he wanted. A few days later, when Zhou Yifan found a new job in a supermarket, he was knocked unconscious by a stick in an alley when he returned home in the afternoon.

After waking up, Zhou Yifan found himself bound hands and feet and thrown in an abandoned warehouse. There were several burly men beside him, and Zhou Chuxun, who was well-dressed and had a gauze wrapped around his left cheek, sat on a dilapidated stool opposite him.

"Zhou Yifan, do you think I will forgive you so easily?"

Zhou Yifan looked at him expressionlessly, regretting that he didn't incision the wound deeper, sneered, and said, "I really haven't thought about it that way."

Under Zhou Chuxun's signal, the group of people around him began to punch and kick him for the first round.

"You're quite kind, Zhou Yifan, he's still the same as you were when you were a child... It's a pity, it's just as disgusting!"

For nearly 10 minutes, Zhou Yifan stood next to him without saying a word. Seeing him like this, Zhou Chuxun got up and took the baseball bat leaning against the chair. The stick weighed lightly a few times, and said, "I'll see how long you can bear it."

After speaking, he gestured to the people around him and said, "Pull his hands and feet away."

With an iron baseball bat and proper strength, it can break the bones of his wrist and ankle, and the flesh and blood blurred. After a blunt sound, Zhou Yifan let out the first suppressed cry of the night.

He didn't want Zhou Chuxun to be too complacent, so his lips were quickly bitten and bleeding.

With the strong smell of blood in his mouth, Zhou Yifan was in a trance and sweated all over his body.

But the torment was not over.

The second sound, the third sound... Even the burly men with ambiguous identities around them couldn't help turning their heads to one side.

"boss……"

I don't know who is talking, and the voice is timid.

"What are you afraid of? He doesn't have any relatives now, and even if he does, no one is willing to talk to him." After thinking for a while, Zhou Chuxun said again: "I have a bad life, don't worry, no one will care about his life or death."

The two had been at odds since childhood, Zhou Yifan remembered that when Zhou Zhili brought Zhou Chuxun home for the first time, he thought this sissy was very displeasing to his eyes.

With drooping eyelids, he likes to look sideways at people calmly, and looks like he's full of bad water.

It's just that Zhou Yifan's dislike was very simple, except for treating him as nothing, he didn't do anything excessive to Zhou Chuxun.

In the severe pain, Zhou Yifan looked at the dirty concrete floor in front of him, thinking why did Zhou Chuxun hate himself so much?

Is it because he pissed Zhou Zhili to death?Or did he just want to monopolize the Zhou family's inheritance?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan smiled indistinctly, thinking that with Zhou Chuxun's unobtrusive personality, he felt that the latter was more likely.

A burst of not-so-bright light fell into the dilapidated warehouse, and after a while, Zhou Yifan heard the sound of a car turning off.

"Not yet?"

Zhou Yifan looked up and recognized that the person who entered the door happened to be Zhou Chuxun's concubine Ke Zhenyu.

His background and personality are similar to his own, but Ke Zhenyu is different from Zhou Yifan, he likes to play tricks in everything he does.

He and Zhou Chuxun would be a perfect match together, after thinking about it, the expectations in Zhou Yifan's heart were also dashed.

"almost done."

Turning around, Zhou Chuxun probably put on the mask that could fool everyone again, with a gentle voice, and even the smile on his face may be the kind of disgusting sweetness.

"Dead glass."

After saying this sentence with all his strength, Zhou Yifan was kicked several times by the people around him.

Zhou Chuxun smiled and said, "You are stubborn."

"hurry up."

In the factory building, a wire was pulled from nowhere, and a dazzling light bulb was hung from it. Ke Zhenyu was half hidden in the shadow beside the door.

His appearance is a bit mixed. Although he is handsome and profound, he also gives people a very gloomy feeling.

At this moment, because of the position he was standing in, Zhou Yifan only felt that he looked like a death-defying ghost from the underworld.

Looking at Zhou Yifan on the ground as if looking at garbage, Ke Zhenyu looked at Zhou Chuxun expressionlessly, and said, "I made a reservation at the restaurant, and the time is almost up, I'll wait for you outside."

Zhou Chuxun nodded, and after letting everyone go out, he came to Zhou Yifan's side and said in a low voice, "Zhou Yifan, I actually have nothing to do with your old Zhou family. You can't argue with me."

Just such a sentence made Zhou Yifan snap off all the nails of his fingers on the cracked concrete floor in front of him.