After settling Han Li down, Chen Kong slipped outside the box where Xu Linsheng was holding the party and jammed the door handle from the outside to prevent anyone from coming out and getting in the way, or seeing something they shouldn't see.
After that, Chen Kong's movements became much more natural.
The positions of hunter and prey were reversed in an instant.
Like a bird entering the forest or a fish entering the water, the agile boy seemed to be born for the darkness. He skillfully shuttled through the maze-like corridors, using the terrain and his body to blend into the shadows, like a swift shadow or a gust of wind.
One after another, the thugs who were scattered to look for people were attacked by the shadows that emerged from the darkness, and lost consciousness before they could even make a sound.
On the other side——
Cheng Zekang walked quickly, searching the corridor for any place where someone could hide, muttering curses under his breath, his heart full of resentment.
Where on earth did that wild brat go? Damn it, he actually wasted his time at this time. I don’t know why Wang Shao was looking for this money-losing guy, but it doesn’t matter. As long as the money is in place, he will be happy to get rid of this burden.
Suddenly, without warning, a strange sense of crisis arose in Cheng Zekang's heart, as if something was wrong.
His pace slowed down involuntarily.
It took him a while to finally realize where that strange feeling came from.
It's too quiet in my ears.
Although they tried to be as quiet as possible in order to avoid disturbing more people, they could still hear other people's chaotic footsteps and deliberately low voices when walking in the corridor. But like now, they could not hear anything in their ears, whether it was footsteps or breathing, as if they were completely absorbed by some extraordinary existence, leaving only the black hole-like silence of the driver.
Cheng Zekang gritted his teeth and took two steps forward.
In the empty corridor, the only sounds he could hear were the sound of his shoes hitting the hard ground and his irregular heartbeat.
He was terrified, and mustered up his courage to walk in the direction he had come from, shouting louder as he walked:
"Brother Li?"
"Brother Li, where are you guys?"
There was still dead silence in his ears. Cheng Zekang panicked. Just as he was about to take out his cell phone to make a call, he saw a shadow slowly coming into his sight at the corner beside him.
He was delighted and quickened his pace to walk forward: "Brother Li, why were you so quiet just now? I was scared to death..."
As soon as he turned the corner, Cheng Zekang's smile froze on his face.
They saw that the money-losing thing that they had dug three feet into the ground but couldn't find was standing alive in front of him.
Cheng Zekang couldn't remember the last time he saw him. In his vague and shallow memory, he only had the impression that this wild boy really liked to cry. Whether it was when he was a child or when his bitch mother died, his timid big eyes were always filled with tears, which really made people feel annoyed.
And now the young man standing in front of him, besides being a stranger, brought him more uneasiness.
He was only panicked for a few seconds, then he forced himself to calm down and act according to the original plan he had been told.
Cheng Zekang's face darkened, and a strange anger appeared on his long, sallow and wretched face. He said in a fake and pretentious fatherly manner, "Why are you here? This is not a place for a little kid like you! Come with me now."
As he said this, he reached out and grabbed the boy's arm.
But this time, he grabbed nothing.
Cheng Zekang's eyelids twitched, and real rage was vaguely revealed in his sunken eyeballs. He curled his lips and shrank his cheeks slightly:
"Fuck you, you still dare to hide...?"
The rest of his words were stuck in his throat.
The young man in front of him had his lips curled up in a half-smile, his amber eyes showing an almost animal-like light yellow under the light. He looked down at him condescendingly, with a soul-shaking chill in his eyes. He said nothing, but just looked at him leisurely, as if he was admiring a dead object in a window.
Cheng Zekang shrank subconsciously. The anger he had just felt was like a spark of fire that had been doused with water. It flickered twice before being suppressed in his heart.
He calmed himself down, his eyes somewhat evasive, but he still cursed with a bluff: "You uneducated and unfilial son, you still dare to treat your father with this attitude, do you think I should find someone to discipline you..."
Cheng Zekang took out his cell phone while cursing, and dialed the number of Brother Li in a seemingly calm but actually panicked manner.
Chen Kong did not stop him, but watched him with interest, with a slight smile on his lips.
“Beep…beep…beep…”
Beads of sweat oozed from the tip of Cheng Zekang's nose, sparkling under the light. He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face, but suddenly heard a familiar ringtone ringing nearby.
His eyes lit up and he quickly looked in the direction where the sound came from.
Shen Kong was seen taking out a loudly blaring cell phone from his pocket as if nothing had happened, and playing with it casually in his hand.
He looked up at Cheng Zekang, who was dumbfounded, and smiled:
"Who are you calling?"
The panic on Cheng Zekang's face could no longer be concealed. He stared at the young man in front of him in amazement, his face looking as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Chen Kong took two steps closer slowly, threw up the ringing phone, caught it, and said calmly:
"If you're looking for this uncle, don't bother. He probably can't hear you now."
He paused, a mysterious smile on his lips: "But we talked about it, he is quite nice..."
Cheng Zekang subconsciously retreated as Chen Kong approached. He forced himself to calm down, his shrewd eyes moved around in his sunken eye sockets, and then he forced a kind and concerned smile on his face, which looked particularly inconsistent on his long, wrinkled and dull face:
"Dad is concerned about you. You are so young and you go to such shady places. Dad is worried that you will learn bad things. It would be bad if you become like me...I was anxious at the moment and said something a bit harsh. Xiaochen, please bear with me. Dad has realized his mistakes in the past few years and wants to make amends. Can you give Dad a chance?"
Shen Kong threw the phone to Cheng Zekang, and seeing him frantically catching it, he said with a smile:
"OK."
Cheng Zekang seemed to have not expected Cheng Chen to agree so readily, and was also stunned.
"Let's start with paying back the money." Shen Kong yawned lazily and counted slowly: "The child support and tuition fees over the years and the gambling money you took from home can be settled. It's about 867,600 yuan... How about this, I'll cut off the decimals for you, and 870,000 will be enough for me."
Every line on Cheng Zekang's face seemed to be frozen. His lips trembled and a twisted smile appeared:
"Well... Dad doesn't have that much money on hand right now..."
Shen Kong narrowed his eyes, and his previous careless expression instantly disappeared. He stared at him expressionlessly, his voice flat and indifferent:
“For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, you will love her till death.”
Wedding...vows?
Cheng Zekang felt a chill down his spine, and had a bad premonition in his heart. He opened his mouth tremblingly, but the sound seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he could only make a shrill roar.
Shen Kong looked directly into the other person's eyes and said softly:
"Mom said she missed you very much."
Cheng Zekang's psychological defenses collapsed instantly. The strange and scary son in front of him and his weird and dangerous behavior almost scared him to death. He pressed his sweat-soaked back tightly against the wall, his legs trembling, and he used all his strength to avoid sliding to the ground. He stared at the boy in front of him with a pale face, unable to utter a word.
Shen Kong suddenly smiled: "I was joking,"
Cheng Zekang's face turned pale - the murderous intent in the other party's eyes just now was so real that he couldn't believe it was just a joke.
"After all, you are my only father."
Shen Kong took a few steps forward and whispered in his ear: "Well, good father, can you tell me why they sent you here to find me?"
Cheng Zekang hesitated twice, as if he wanted to change the subject, but he was frightened by the coldness in Shen Kong's eyes. He was not a principled person, and quickly confessed all the information he knew: "I don't know what happened specifically, it seems to be an order from the boss above, and it seems to be related to the boss of this place, but the specific connection was not told to me, just... just told me to pretend to be worried about you and let me pull you out of the party, don't attract other people's attention, and then, then..."
He racked his brains and suddenly realized, "Yes, I heard them say it seemed to be related to some account book!"
The boss of PUZZEL? Ledger?
Shen Kong frowned imperceptibly and searched his memory of the past few days, but he was still confused.
Didn’t he just go to the casino and win a few rounds? What does that have to do with some damn account book?
When did he get involved with the boss of PUZZEL? What is going on?
Just as Shen Kong was thinking, he keenly noticed that Cheng Zekang's gaze in front of him had changed slightly, as if he was looking behind him.
There was a sharp sound of breaking air in my ears.
Chen Kong dodged to the side swiftly and looked behind him, only to see that the man who had been knocked unconscious by him at the beginning had stood up and was throwing a stool at him.
Before he could fight back, he heard the big man holding the stool shake, and then fell face down with a clang.
Shen Kong was stunned for a moment, and looked towards the place where the man had just stood - he saw Han Li standing not far away, breathing heavily, holding a half-broken pipe in his hand.
His face was flushed, his dark eyes were misty, and he was barely able to stay awake.
Han Li blinked, loosened his fingers, and the piece of pipe fell to the floor with a clang and rolled away.
He raised his eyes to glance at Shen Kong, staggered forward two steps, and then fell down uncontrollably.
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