Chapter 151 Full of Violence

Shen Zhichu spoke the truth, and before Chen Jiaxing could say anything, Shen Xiuli, who was stepped on the ground, couldn't stand it and cursed Shen Zhichu.

"Chen Zhichu, you bitch! I'll drag you down with me until I die! You bitch!" More and more unpleasant words came out of his mouth.

Shen Zhichu's eyes slowly darkened, and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "If you curse again, I will cut off your tongue!"

Shen Xiuli only felt his tongue tremble, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he sealed his mouth instantly.

People like these who are involved in the underworld are full of hostility, but the hostility that Shen Zhichu just showed was even more severe than theirs.

Chen Jiaxing sat not far away, looking at Shen Xiuli on the ground, from bottom to top, finally stopping at Shen Zhichu's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes scrutinizing.

What did Shen Zhichu say? Facing such ugly abuse and vicious curses from his own brother, his face remained calm as water without a trace of fluctuation.

Too calm.

It seems that it is just as she said, the brother and sister have no extra feelings for each other.

Shen Zhichu could be said to be the most special woman he had ever seen, both in appearance and temperament.

The man holding the BOSS machine glanced at Chen Jiaxing.

Chen Jiaxing extinguished the cigarette in his hand, a dark light flashing in his eyes: "I can give you a month, we can both take a step back, but you have to drink this bottle of wine on the table."

Chen Jiaxing smiled and pushed the red wine in front of him over.

Shen Zhichu had some concerns. She came alone today without any help. The people in this room were all Chen Jiaxing. If she confronted her head-on, it would undoubtedly be like hitting a rock with an egg.

The only thing we can do now is to go along with him, but she has stomach cancer and can't drink alcohol. She hasn't had an attack for so long, and I don't know if you can hold on.

Shen Zhichu glanced at Shen Xiuli inconspicuously and gritted his teeth: "Bring the IOU here first."

Chen Jiaxing's men took out the IOU they had prepared long ago. Shen Zhichu took a look at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he said, "As long as I finish drinking and sign it today, can you let me out safely?"

Is it too late to be alert now? Chen Jiaxing's eyes were dim and unclear, and he nodded with a "hmm".

Chen Zhichu took the bottle and pulled out the cork. The good red wine had a mellow taste and didn't seem to have a high alcohol content, but it was actually easy to get drunk.

Shen Zhichu drank a lot of this kind of wine during his early work and social events. He has a certain alcohol tolerance and can finish a bottle easily, but now his body may not be able to handle it.

Shen Zhichu simply held the bottle of red wine, tilted his head back and poured it directly into his throat.

It had been too long since he had drunk a drink, and his throat was a little sore. Shen Zhichu remained calm, drank three sips, stopped, and wiped his rosy lips.

“Miss Shen has a good alcohol tolerance.”

Shen Zhichu followed suit: “It’s okay, I can’t compare to you guys.”

Chen Jiaxing smiled warmly, and when Shen Zhichu raised her head, his naked eyes lingered on her slender neck.

The light in the box blurred the lines of her delicate facial features. Most people's faces would turn red after drinking, but her face was pale. Her already fair cheeks now seemed transparent under the light and shadow.

There was music playing in the box and everyone was cheering, it was very noisy.

Shen Zhichu's ears were buzzing, her stomach suddenly twitched, and she let out a painful groan that no one heard.

His throat rolled with difficulty, and two-thirds of the bottle of wine was consumed. Shen Zhichu slowed down, and a bright red appeared at the corner of his lips.

It was not obvious under the purple light, and even Shen Xiuli, who was closest to her, didn't notice it and thought it was just red wine.

But in fact, it was Shen Zhichu's blood. Shen Zhichu was tortured by the pain and his consciousness was a little confused. His hands and feet were weak, and he felt nauseous and vomited blood. When it reached his lips, she forced it back.

She was glad that she was drinking red wine, so even if she vomited blood, no one would notice.

In such occasions, you must never be looked down upon.

After drinking a whole bottle of red wine, Shen Zhichu didn't feel any other abnormalities except for stomach cramps, but the stomach pain alone was enough to torture her to death.

Unable to maintain the fake smile on his face, Shen Zhichu put down the bottle with one hand and tore off a few tissues to cover his mouth.

After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it okay?"

"Sign it."

Chen Jiaxing's men handed the pen to Shen Zhichu. Shen Zhichu took it tremblingly and squatted down. A bottle of wine was not enough to make her dizzy, but she could not see the words on the paper clearly. They were jumping around like alive.

After signing with trembling hands, the pen in his hand fell to the ground with a "pa" sound. Shen Zhichu's reaction became slow. He followed the traces of the pen bit by bit, and finally saw a pair of shiny leather shoes.