Chapter 145 The Scumbag Father is Offline
Chapter 145 The Scumbag Father is Offline
Chapter 145 The Scumbag Father is Offline
Following the usual melodramatic formula.
The runaway stand-in was finally caught and brought back to her cage.
Yin Zhihui was locked in the basement again.
Familiar place, familiar people.
The familiar feeling of suffocation.
Yin Zhihui hugged her legs tightly.
She fled from here, but eventually returned.
Despite her objections, Zhou Chao resigned on her behalf.
He put away his phone and cut off all contact with the outside world.
She knew she couldn't escape this time.
Zhou Ran helped him escape earlier.
This time she wasn't so lucky.
She was so unwilling to accept it, so unwilling to accept it.
She had thought about it more than once: why her?
Why was she chosen?
She regretted it time and time again.
I regret it on that rainy night.
Why did I have to hold an umbrella for someone else?
How could she be so overly kind?
What do other people's lives and deaths have to do with me?
If only she hadn't been so impulsive.
That way, you won't provoke Zhou Chao, that madman.
Then there will be no further torment.
If we hadn't encountered the Zhou Dynasty.
She probably has a stable job now.
I want to find an ordinary boyfriend.
To build an ordinary family.
Life was uneventful, smooth and peaceful.
But now they've all been destroyed.
It was ruined by that man.
"I deserve to die, I regret it, I regret it so much, why was I so pathetic back then!"
Yin Zhihui slammed her hand on the floor.
There's nothing in this basement.
To prevent Yin Zhihui from harming herself.
Everything that could potentially harm her was cleaned up.
But when a person is truly desperate and wants to die...
No one can stop it.
Her hands were red, swollen, and bruised from the forceful slapping.
This kind of torture is not enough.
Yin Zhihui got up and suddenly rushed towards the wall.
"don't want!"
Seeing Yin Zhihui's actions on the other end of the monitor, Zhou Chao rushed over in alarm.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Yin Zhihui's head slammed heavily against the wall.
Blood streamed down his cheek.
The impact was extremely severe.
Yin Zhihui used all her strength.
She just wanted to die.
He wanted to break free from his shackles through death.
She had no other choice.
The world kissed her with pain, and she was helpless.
Zhou Chao picked up Yin Zhihui and rushed out of the basement.
He won't let her die.
She cannot be allowed to die.
Without his permission, Yin Zhihui had to stay with him.
Even if it means going to hell, I'll stay with him.
Fortunately, Yin Zhihui hadn't eaten all day and was too weak from hunger.
After emergency treatment, Yin Zhihui survived.
Zhou Chao heard the news that Yin Zhihui was alright.
The laughter was both joyful and bittersweet.
Ultimately, he couldn't keep anyone he wanted to stay by his side.
News of Zhou Chao's hospitalization spread rapidly.
Zhao Feng harbored resentment towards Zhou Chao because of company matters.
They kept a close eye on Zhou's every move.
I was the first to arrive after hearing the news.
I saw Zhou Chao holding a woman's hand, standing guard by the hospital bed.
Zhao Feng was suddenly enraged.
It was all for this one woman.
The Zhou dynasty disobeyed its own orders.
They even resorted to underhanded tactics to take away his rights.
He wanted to see what kind of vixen was trying to sow discord between him and his son.
Zhao Feng rushed over, but when he saw Yin Zhihui's face clearly, he was so frightened that he took three steps back.
"How could this be? How could this be?!"
Zhou Chao's bloodshot eyes met Zhao Feng's terrified face.
He chuckled.
"coward!"
"Who is she? No, this isn't her. She's dead. I saw her breathe her last! She's not Zhou Mengwei!"
Zhou Mengwei, the woman who accompanied him for half his life, and whom he hated to the core.
Zhou Chao stroked Yin Zhihui's face.
"Of course she's not your mother. Your mother is dead. You killed her with your own hands. Have you forgotten?"
Yin Zhihui only looks like her mother.
She is not herself.
Zhou Chao watched as the man before him killed his mother.
Watching her mother reach out her hand in despair, only to let it fall limply to the ground.
The machine's shrill alarm was so piercing.
From that day on, he had no relatives left.
Zhao Feng's pupils constricted, and fear gripped his entire body.
"You saw it?!"
"Yes, I saw it. If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. Zhao Feng, you will get your comeuppance."
Zhou Chao glared at Zhao Feng with hatred.
This person was too cunning; he eliminated them too thoroughly back then.
He has been searching for so many years, but still hasn't found any evidence.
He wanted revenge.
To avenge my grandfather and my mother.
“I not only saw you kill your mother, but I also saw you kill your grandfather.”
"How could you be so heartless? Your grandparents have been so good to you; they gave you whatever you wanted."
"Everything you have now, everything you eat, wear, and use, isn't it all paid for by them?"
"Even those illegitimate children you raised, those mistresses and concubines, were paid for by them."
"How dare you take their money and instead of being grateful, you killed them."
When Zhou Chao was young, he played hide-and-seek with others and hid in the cupboard.
To my surprise, I saw Zhao Feng putting something in my grandfather's tea.
Later, my grandfather suffered a heart attack and died because he couldn't be treated in time.
Zhou Chaocai realized what was happening.
Zhao Feng is the real murderer.
This person is an ungrateful wretch who can never be tamed.
He met his son's hateful gaze.
Zhao Feng only felt mocked.
He schemed and plotted, but he overlooked this little brat.
"You ungrateful wretch, I raised you all these years, everything you have is from me, and you actually betrayed me."
"Heh, I didn't learn this from you. After all, I have the same dirty blood as you."
Disgusting, filthy blood.
Zhou Chao knew earlier than everyone else that he was Zhao Feng's son.
He wanted to find evidence that Zhao Feng had harmed his grandfather.
I overheard Zhao Feng's words.
They found out he wasn't actually a child of the Zhou family.
Instead, he was an illegitimate child who was exchanged.
He is Zhao Feng's bastard child.
He went mad at one point.
He despised Zhao Feng.
I loathe my own incompetence, which flows with the same vile blood.
He once contemplated self-destruction, wanting to erase his own existence.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng became ruthless and vicious, harming both his mother and his sister.
“I’m an ingrate, but aren’t you the same? You have no conscience at all, Zhao Feng, you deserve to live in hell.”
Zhao Feng took two steps back in fear.
He could sense Zhou Chao's murderous intent.
Tear off the mask of pretense.
The person in front of him who hates him for investing and wishes he could tear him apart is the real him.
That look in his eyes is so familiar.
He had seen it in those people's eyes before.
In the eyes of his so-called relatives.
Hatred, resentment, madness.
But so what? They all ended up dying at his hands.
Zhao Feng, enraged, grabbed a chair from the side and smashed it at Zhou Chao.
He wanted to kill this unfilial son.
He also has many sons.
With this obstacle gone, we can choose a more obedient one from now on.
Zhou Chao was young and agile.
He swiftly dodged Zhao Feng's attack.
While he was still dodging, he kicked Zhao Feng in the leg.
Zhao Feng stumbled and bumped his face on the chair he was holding.
I tasted blood in my mouth.
The smell of blood stimulated Zhao Feng's nerves.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his only thought now was to kill Zhou Chao.
He knows too many secrets.
And they are too disobedient.
It will become a menace sooner or later.
Let him lie down on the bed now.
As long as he is still the father of the Zhou Dynasty.
The severely wounded Zhou Dynasty could only be manipulated by him.
Zhao Feng pulled out a dagger hidden in his pocket.
It aimed at Zhou Chao's body.
Zhou Chao was prepared and quickly grabbed Zhao Feng's wrist.
The two began to pull at each other.
One side wants to kill, and the other side tries to stop them.
In the end, Zhao Feng was at a disadvantage.
He had been drained of his health by alcohol and women, and was also hospitalized for a period of time because of Zhou Ran's injury.
After being discharged from the hospital, it was because what was hurt was the man's dignity.
He was constantly depressed and often drank heavily.
His physique was not as good as Zhou Chao's, who had been exercising for a long time.
Sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys are at the peak of their physical development.
Zhou Chao grew very quickly, becoming half a head taller than Zhao Feng.
When you're working hard, the advantage of having a good physique becomes apparent.
Zhou Chao dodged the dagger and kicked Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng clutched his stomach and lay on the ground groaning.
"You still think you're that high and mighty father? You're old, I've grown up, and you can't touch me anymore."
Zhao Feng glared fiercely at Zhou Chao.
"Don't be so smug. I'm your father, and you can't escape my grasp."
"Let's see who's tougher!"
Zhou Chao walked over and stabbed Zhao Feng in the thigh with a knife.
Wailing cries, accompanied by blood.
It sounds like a victory anthem.
Zhou Chao wiped the blood splattered on his cheek.
Like a demon.
“Killing one’s father seems like a good idea, my dear father.”
"What are you doing? Help! Murder! Help!"
Zhao Feng wanted to escape, but Zhou Chao didn't give him the chance.
A knife was plunged into his other thigh.
Another burst of delightful howls followed.
Zhou Chao suddenly realized that his previous forbearance and hesitation were completely unnecessary.
He was filthy to begin with, and he was already in hell.
Insisting on obeying the law is simply asking for trouble.
When the bottom line is crossed, evil people always need to be dealt with by other evil people.
Zhou Chao plunged his knife into Zhao Feng's left arm.
"There's one more cut, Father. Please bear with it. It wouldn't be good if someone came to disturb us."
"No, no."
"Very soon!"
Zhou Chao plunged a knife into Zhao Feng's right arm.
Watching Zhao Feng's hearty roar, Zhou Chao felt a sense of pleasure.
That's more like it.
There are good people who die and go to hell.
Bad people live in luxury, surrounded by beautiful women and children.
Since it's unfair, God must be blind.
He will be the fair one.
Zhou Chao gripped the knife in his hand tightly and stared at Zhao Feng's neck.
"Father, let me take you to see Mother. They must miss you very much."
"Don't worry, I will scatter your ashes in the toilet; that's your final resting place."
This kind of trash doesn't deserve to be buried with my mother and grandfather.
They worry about polluting the ocean if they spill it into the sea.
The cesspool is where trash like Zhao Feng belongs.
Zhou Chao's hand was pressed against Zhao Feng's neck.
Zhao Feng was so scared that he wet his pants.
He saw the murderous intent in Zhou Chao's eyes.
Zhou Chao went mad; he really wanted to kill himself.
This rebellious son is truly going to kill his father.
"No, even if you kill me, you won't escape. The police won't let you go. Murder is a crime."
"It's ridiculous. When you killed my grandfather and my mother, did you not think about the law? Did you not think that you would eventually be punished by the law?"
"You act like you're some law-abiding citizen. We're all crazy people."
"Don't worry, I'll act quickly. This is my last act of mercy towards you, Father."
Zhao Feng desperately tried to escape, shouting as he went.
"No, help! Ah! Murder!"
Unfortunately, no one came to save him! Author's Note: Thank you to my mentor 9492239 (9492239) for your support! For more exciting content, please leave a message for this book on Liancheng Reading.
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