Chen Tinghan looked down at Wang Jinling. The inexplicable gaze between the two lasted only a few seconds, and then he turned and left without any reluctance.
He walked aimlessly on the street for a full five minutes, then suddenly turned into a damp and deserted alley.
After entering the alley, he did not leave, but stood there, as if waiting for someone. After waiting for a while, someone really showed up.
Two men walked in with grim grins on their faces.
They were too lazy to explain what they were going to do, and Chen Tinghan was too lazy to ask. The two adults kept approaching a high school kid, and one of them even reached for the knife at his waist. The roles of the abuser and the abuser were clear at a glance. The only thing that made them feel a little weird was the silence and calmness of this high school student.
But it didn't matter, in their eyes, it was just a harmless sheep, stupid and blind.
But in Chen Tinghan's view, the situation is different now.
Their advantage is their weight and physical strength as adults, which is almost a decisive advantage, and it is not a gap that Chen Tinghan can make up for in one or two months of exercise.
However, the two hired thugs were unprofessional. They followed casually, with loose steps and relaxed expressions. Judging from their posture, although they had knives, they did not know how to use them. They had no special training and did not take themselves seriously.
Don't engage in a tangled fight, attack their weaknesses.
Five steps, four steps, three steps... Chen Tinghan silently counted the distance between the two sides, and when they crossed a certain dividing line, he took a step forward!
He stepped on the man who was reaching for the knife at his waist, and his relatively broad and hard heel stepped on the fragile toes. His unrestrained brute force almost crushed them. The unbearable pain rushed to his brain, making the man scream.
Subconsciously, he swung the knife in his hand, but in his haste, he couldn't muster the strength and the aim was off. It was even a switchblade, and the blade hadn't even popped out yet.
Chen Tinghan retracted his foot, mercilessly attacking him like a torrential downpour. His right foot slammed sideways into the enemy's left knee, and there was a faint cracking sound as the kneecap dislocated and broke, causing the enemy to slump and fall to a half-kneeling position. Without giving him a chance to scream, Chen Tinghan covered his mouth from above and slammed his head against the ground.
In just a few breaths, an adult was thrown to the ground and lost consciousness, and his accomplices just reacted!
The remaining man howled angrily and pounced on Chen Tinghan, trying to pin him down.
After all, he was just a gangster who was used to showing off his strength by relying on numbers and had no special skills himself. He did not react to why Chen Tinghan knocked down his companion first. It was because he was carrying a knife, and more because Chen Tinghan wanted to take the knife away.
Chen Tinghan twisted his waist and arms, and his legs bounced up like springs compressed to the extreme. The blade in his hand popped out from bottom to top, hitting his palm.
The knife pierced through the palm, and the blunt blade sawed the palm, leaving a bloody mess.
The fight is over.
The man covered his hand and fell to the ground wailing. Chen Tinghan took two breaths, squatted down and searched the two people. He took out two wallets and dumped them on the ground. Among the items that fell out was an ID card.
"You're here to do business, and you have your ID." Chen Tinghan said calmly, "Who sent you here, Zhang Keqi or Li Ze?"
The man didn't answer and kept shrinking back out of fear.
"It's Zhang Keqi." A female voice that was somewhat familiar yet strange suddenly sounded. Chen Tinghan turned around suddenly and saw the appearance of the person clearly.
He asked, "Who are you?"
"We've met before. You won't forget me, will you?" the woman said with a smile.
Chen Tinghan had seen her before. In Wang Jinling's gym, this woman appeared as a housekeeper and called herself Yang Huazhan, a strange and somewhat rustic name.
But today she changed her makeup and looked younger and more beautiful.
"I'm asking, who are you actually?"
She didn't hide it at all, but openly revealed her real name: "My name is Shi Zirui."
Chen Tinghan closed his eyes in pain. Her appearance completely shattered Chen Tinghan's fantasy.
He once wanted to believe that this senior schoolmate accepted him out of kindness, but later he found out that their acquaintance was an unremembered lie or a coincidence.
She would forget, but Chen Tinghan could not. Whether it was a lie or the truth, her casual words changed Chen Tinghan's life and pulled him out of the quagmire of self-drowning. This was also the reason why Chen Tinghan was obsessed with Wang Jinling in the first place.
Every lie people tell creates a debt to the truth.
By the time Chen Tinghan found out, he could no longer tell whether he owed her or she owed him.
Even if we go back in time and start all over again, will this debt still not be repaid?
He tried to interpret Wang Jinling's appearance at the scene as a coincidence, unwilling to believe that the woman had returned to the past with him. However, Shi Zirui's name, like Ji Yanghai's, was one of the obstacles between him and Wang Jinling in their previous lives.
Although she was not directly involved in those matters and only served Wang Jinling as a secretary, her work ability and hidden past made her very difficult to deal with.
This is very telling.
Only in this way can we explain Ji Yanghai's irrational and derailed behavior compared to his previous life.
Ji Yanghai is the sharpest killing knife in the hands of the King of Wanghai. Only she knows best how to use this knife most conveniently.
Chen Tinghan has to make a decision. If Wang Jinling really comes back, in order to prevent repeating the same mistakes, he must convince her. But based on Chen Tinghan's understanding of her, she cannot be convinced.
It's hard to undo what's happened, but if she really had the chance to start over again, she wouldn't necessarily choose the same path.
The only question is, does she hate herself?
In the worst-case scenario, how extreme would he have to be to defend everything he had earned?
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