Chapter 47 Skin him off

Zhang Zonghe hid in the dark and listened quietly to the bragging of these three people.

 Sometimes they are the best on this street, and sometimes they are the best in this district!

 One moment I get to know this eldest brother, the next moment I am a life-and-death acquaintance with that high-ranking official, and he goes around recruiting people.

 It's as if they have the final say in protecting the market.

 It was also the first time that Zhang Zonghe met someone who could brag better than himself, and he couldn't stand it immediately.

 He even had the urge to go out and kill the three of them.

 However, years of obscene developmental habits still made Zhang Zonghe calm down and listen quietly.

 Another ten minutes passed.

 The big guy who just made fun of Zhang Zonghe came over to Zhang Zonghe.

 He untied his pants and peed in a flower bush not far from Zhang Zonghe.

 When Zhang Zonghe saw the opportunity coming, he immediately became more energetic.

 He first glanced at the two people over there who were still concentrating on bragging, then strode forward and picked up a brick.

 He bent down and got behind the man. While the man was peeing, he jumped up and pointed at the back of the man's head: "Bang~".

 The man fell to the ground without even shouting.

 Zhang Zonghe picked up the dagger and pointed it at the man's butt: "Click rub rub~" four or five times in succession, then got up and ran away.

 He didn't dare to take the main road, so he could only run through the small roads. After rushing out of three small roads in one go, he entered an urban village.

 Zhang Zonghe took a deep breath, wiped his dagger, and his whole mood relaxed a lot: "Let you be in the little bee, I will turn you into a hornet's nest!"

 As he was talking, two screams suddenly came from the surrounding area, followed closely by the sound of "woo woo woo".

 Zhang Zonghe immediately stopped where he was and looked around, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

 He was about to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, but the door of a house in front of him opened.

 More than ten menacing figures dragged the whole family out, acting extremely rampantly.

 The middle-aged man who was dragged was pleading: "Brother, the Ye family's affairs really have nothing to do with us."

 "It doesn't matter. Why are you running? Just go back and explain it clearly."

 The middle-aged man was so frightened that he trembled all over: "I'm afraid that if I go back, I'll never come back. We really don't know anything. It's been so long. We have already let it go."

 When he heard that the Ye family was arresting people, Zhang Zonghe was shocked and did not dare to watch the fun anymore, so he lowered his head and left.

 He left the urban village and walked onto the street, wandering aimlessly.

 Since he hadn't finished venting just now, he was a little bit suffocated now.

 Zhang Zonghe took out his mobile phone, looked through his address book, and looked for a female companion who could spend the night.

 He selected several targets one after another and sent the same hookup message.

 The phone vibrated quickly, and a female companion responded first.

 "I can't live at home, but my mother is here, why don't we go out and rent a house? Where are you?"

 Zhang Zonghe stopped, looked around, and edited the message: "It's over at Motor Street. Come here first."

 "Okay, I'll be there right away."

 Zhang Zonghe immediately sat on the side of the road, lit a cigarette, puffed out smoke, and was thinking about where to get a house.

 His cell phone suddenly rang, it was an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Zonghe immediately answered the call: "Hello."

 "Hezi, it's me." The caller was the female companion Zhang Zonghe had just made an appointment with.

 "What's wrong?"

 "The person who just sent you a message is my husband. Run quickly, he is bringing someone to find you!"

 Zhang Zonghe was stunned for a moment: "You mean you are at home now, right?"

 Female companion: "Ah" said: "Yes!"

 Zhang Zonghe stood up with a "chun" sound and looked at the time: "Wait for me."

 He stopped the taxi and went directly to his girlfriend's house.

 He knocked on the door and without any explanation, pushed his female companion into the room.

 "Eat and drink enough." Zhang Zonghe left with satisfaction.

 As soon as he came downstairs, several figures came back from the other side.

 Zhang Zonghe smiled "hehe", his face full of anger, and strolled down the street again.

 It was getting late, and Zhang Zonghe didn't have the thought or energy to make an appointment with anyone else, so he went straight to Xin Xiangshi Chenggong.

 Not long after he left, the craving for cigarettes started.

 Zhang Zonghe fumbled in his pocket for a long time and found that the lighter was left at his girlfriend's house.

 At this time, there are no canteens nearby.

 Zhang Zonghe frowned, not knowing what to do.

 A car stopped not far in front of him, and two men got out of the car, holding a stack of missing persons notices and posting them everywhere. One of them still had a cigarette in his mouth.

 Zhang Zonghe hurriedly walked to the man: "Brother, lend me a fire."

 Without saying anything, the man took the initiative to light it for Zhang Zonghe.

 Zhang Zonghe clapped the man's hand, full of thanks. He also pointed to the missing person notice on the telephone pole: "Is your relative missing?"

 The man obviously didn't want to talk to him, so he nodded calmly.

 "Why the hell does this person look so familiar to me?"

 Zhang Zonghe murmured to himself, then opened his eyes and looked carefully.

 It didn't matter what he saw, he felt a thump in his heart.

 Because the photo on the missing person notice is exactly the photo of him at the entrance of Water World.

 He immediately had a bad premonition and quickly covered his mouth.

 At the same time, the eyes of the two men were also focused on Zhang Zonghe.

 Zhang Zonghe smiled awkwardly, and suddenly regretted borrowing this opportunity.

 "It's wrong, it's not me." Zhang Zonghe responded, turned around and left.

 At this moment, a man suddenly stepped forward and blocked Zhang Zonghe's path: "Brother, wait a moment."

 Zhang Zonghe smiled "hehe", deliberately distorted his facial expression, and put his hands into his pockets.

 The other man was experienced.

 He raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Zonghe's wrist, took out the dagger and pressed it against Zhang Zonghe's waist.

 "You dare to move around and try."

 Without saying a word, the two men took Zhang Zonghe to the car, bound his hands behind his back, and blocked his mouth.

 Zhang Zonghe's heart went cold and he whined non-stop, but it had no effect.

 The vehicle drove directly into Ye Xingchi's home.

 Ye Xing Chi's house covers an area of 100 acres, with seven floors and nearly 100 rooms. The overall decoration is as magnificent as a palace and is incompatible with other homes in the same village!

 In addition, his home also has a separate underground interrogation room!

 The interrogation room was large and dark, with all kinds of torture instruments hanging on the walls!

 Zhang Zonghe was dragged directly into the interrogation room by the two men, pinned to the ground and beaten violently without saying a word.

 The two of them were really not used to Zhang Zonghe at all, and they greeted Zhang Zonghe vigorously with steel pipes as thick as their forearms.

 Zhang Zonghe was immediately beaten to pieces by this fat beating.

 He lay on the ground rolling back and forth, unable to regain his strength for quite a while.

 Around Zhang Zonghe, at least a dozen other people were continuing to be tortured.

 The interrogation room was full of wailing, there was blood everywhere, and there were screams everywhere.

 Ye Xingchi, full of murderous intent, walked up to Zhang Zonghe, opened the mineral water and poured it on Zhang Zonghe's face.

 "Did you do what happened to my brother?"

 Zhang Zonghe held his lower abdomen with an extremely painful expression: "What's wrong with your brother?"

 "I was harmed by someone, and I am still in the ICU. My life or death is uncertain."

 Zhang Zonghe's face was filled with grievances, and he burst into tears: "Oh my brother Chi, you really think highly of me."

 "Even if you lend me ten thousand more courage, I won't dare to harm your brother."

 "In other words, I don't have the ability."

 Zhang Zonghe's words were full of helplessness: "Where is this? I am really unjustly accused."

 Ye Xingchi knelt down and patted Zhang Zonghe's face.

 His eyes were full of viciousness and murder, which was terrifying to look at.

 "Everyone who is brought here has a problem with our Ye family. From this perspective alone, no one is unjust."

 "It just so happens that among these people, you are the only one who showed up at the scene of my brother's incident."

 "I don't believe there are so many coincidences in this world."

 Having said this, Ye Xingchi picked up a steel nail and pierced Zhang Zonghe's fingernail without any warning.

 His face was expressionless, and he pried hard, and Zhang Zonghe's fingernail was instantly overturned, leaving blood and flesh.

 Heartbreaking pain swept through his whole body, and Zhang Zonghe began to scream "Ah" and struggled wildly.

 Several people around him had already been prepared. They went up and held down Zhang Zonghe, making him unable to move.

 Zhang Zonghe cried bitterly and begged frantically for mercy.

 Ye Xingchi ignored it at all, held down Zhang Zonghe's other finger, and thrust it in again without hesitation.

 Zhang Zonghe's heart-rending screams could be heard again.

 Ye Xingchi lifted three fingernails of Zhang Zonghe one after another, and then stopped temporarily.

 He took a towel, pressed it on Zhang Zonghe's face, picked up the mineral water next to him, and poured bottle after bottle onto Zhang Zonghe's face.

 Zhang Zonghe started struggling wildly again, but it had no effect at all.

 Ye Xingchi poured a box of mineral water in one breath and saw Zhang Zonghe lying motionless on the ground.

 Only then did Ye Xingchi stand up.

 He put on his gloves, took out a piece of old iron from the stove, pulled open Zhang Zonghe's collar, and ran up to Zhang Zonghe's chest.

 There was a sound of "thorn~~" and a burning smell instantly spread in the air.

 Zhang Zonghe, who was already in shock, was awakened by pain again.

 Ye Xingchi took off the towel, clapped his hands, and looked at Zhang Zonghe on the ground: "Tell me, did you do it?"

 Zhang Zonghe had received many severe beatings, but he had never suffered such a crime. He was afraid from the bottom of his heart. His eyes looking at Ye Xingchi were full of fear.

 "If you don't say anything, then you'll never say anything again."

 Ye Xingchi glanced at the man next to him: "Inject him with anesthetic and peel off his skin."