Chapter 97 Behind the Scenes
He felt wronged.
He felt pained.
He felt that his life had been rough and difficult.
If someone else stood in Zhou Ze's place, perhaps they would have been moved to sympathy and pity.
But unfortunately,
Standing before him was Zhou Ze.
Anyone could sympathize with him,
Except for Zhou Ze.
He was dead.
This crude man now weeping, ranting, and acting hysterically,
Was one of the accomplices in his murder.
Why do you all think you're pitiable?
Why do you all feel wronged?
What about me?
Who pities me?
Who thinks about me?
Zhou Ze naturally walked up to Xu Dachuan, raising his chin. At this moment, countless emotions drove him madly to kill the man before him.
Tear him apart,
Not just his body,
But also his soul!
He had to make him endure the greatest pain and torment to quell the anger in his heart!
Life always seemed to have many coincidences. A police car drove over from a distance.
Zhou Ze watched the flashing lights atop the police car. At this moment, he felt no fear or dread, but a sense of recklessness and relief, as if he was throwing caution to the winds.
If all of this was truly just a trap,
Then,
I'll go crazy with it.
Rather than let me suffer and be wronged alone,
Let's all,
Hurt each other!
Xu Dachuan was still shouting and jumping. The police car stopped beside them. Two officers got out. They might have been on patrol, or just passing by, but they got out to see what was going on.
As the officers approached, Xu Dachuan suddenly fell silent. He looked at Zhou Ze with a venomous gaze, then looked at the police.
He began to walk towards the police.
Behind Zhou Ze, his hands were clasped behind his back. His fingernails had grown out completely, and wisps of black energy swirled incessantly between his fingers.
Closing his eyes,
Deep within his pupils,
Dark torrents seemed to be flowing.
At this moment, Zhou Ze gradually found the feeling he had on the rooftop that day, as if he had been completely abandoned by society and life.
That loneliness, that helplessness,
Relentlessly released the pent-up emotions that had accumulated deep within his heart.
I am a ghost messenger.
I've died once.
I cultivate my moral character,
But I don't like to swallow my anger.
If a storm is coming,
Then I will, in this storm,
Indulge one more time.
In the past, Zhou Ze had always been fearful, afraid of becoming like the sealed-off example in Rong City.
But sometimes, it's really hard to control yourself.
Of course, what's even harder to control is the vortex around you. It will actively push you, incite you, force you,
Step by step,
Toward the abyss.
"What's going on?" One officer walked up to Xu Dachuan, while the other, a middle-aged officer, looked at Zhou Ze.
Instinctively, the middle-aged officer sensed a dangerous aura emanating from Zhou Ze. This was his sixth sense, honed by years of police experience.
Although the young man before him was thin and looked somewhat frail, and even had his eyes closed, the middle-aged officer felt his lips go dry.
It was a little embarrassing to admit, but he actually felt a little nervous.
Hey, that's just crazy.
What am I nervous about?
"It's nothing. I had a little to drink and was scolding a junior. The junior is disobedient and wants to get a divorce from his wife, so I have to teach him a lesson!"
Xu Dachuan said, his eyes bloodshot.
The two officers exchanged glances. Since it was a family matter, they decided not to interfere. They immediately returned to their car, and the police car drove away.
The middle-aged officer turned his head back to look behind him again.
"Brother Cui, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing."
The middle-aged officer straightened up and shook his head.
By the roadside,
Xu Dachuan turned his head and looked at Zhou Ze again.
"Hock... spit!"
A mouthful of thick phlegm was spat heavily on the ground.
Xu Dachuan, who had just threatened to call the police and report Zhou Ze, did not report him to the police.
As a father who had already lost his son, he wasn't so worried about getting involved that he didn't dare to report him. It could only be said that, in that moment, his heart softened.
"You'd better find someone to kill me too, so no one will know what you've done before!"
Xu Dachuan roared.
His son was dead. He didn't want to send this nephew to the execution ground as well. Otherwise, his family line would be cut off.
His thinking was simple,
Very, very simple.
His nephew's wife had found someone she liked outside,
So he helped to kill that guy!
Now that he had lost his son, he couldn't let the Xu family die out.
Is it great?
Yes,
It's great.
But in Zhou Ze's eyes,
It was particularly disgusting.
Xu Dachuan bent down to pick up his tobacco pipe, preparing to leave and go home. He had thought about it for a long time, and had been angry for a long time, but at this moment, he still didn't have the courage to really drag Xu Le to be buried with his son.
However, Xu Dachuan's tobacco pipe was stepped on by Zhou Ze.
Xu Dachuan looked up, somewhat stunned.
Zhou Ze slowly bent down and picked up the tobacco pipe.
"Bang!"
The tobacco pipe struck Xu Dachuan heavily.
Xu Dachuan grunted and looked at Zhou Ze in disbelief.
"How dare you..."
"Bang!"
Another fierce blow landed. Xu Dachuan was knocked to the ground. He had had surgery on his leg recently, and it hadn't fully recovered. At this moment, facing Zhou Ze's sudden outburst, he could only curl up on the ground.
The police had already driven far away and naturally couldn't see the scene.
"I'll call you great!"
"Bang!"
Another blow landed.
"I'll call you softhearted!"
"Bang!"
Another blow landed.
"I'll call you feeling wronged!"
"Bang!"
"I'll call you feeling like it's not easy!"
"Bang!"
"I'll call you feeling like the days are hard!"
"Bang!"
"I'll call you feeling pitiful!"
"Bang!"
...
Zhou Ze, who had suppressed his anger for a long time, went crazy, striking Xu Dachuan repeatedly, causing Xu Dachuan to tremble on the ground.
Finally,
He dropped the tobacco pipe in his hand,
Zhou Ze staggered back a few steps,
Leaning against the telephone pole.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
Heavy coughing came from his mouth.
He looked up,
Looking at the dim night sky.
Some of the anger in his heart had been vented,
But deep down, he didn't feel much better.
This bunch of people,
They're filial and loving,
They're fraternal and respectful,
They help each other, they care for each other,
But the more they were like this, the more disgusted Zhou Ze felt.
Turning around, leaving Xu Dachuan curled up there with a bruised and swollen face, Zhou Ze walked forward alone.
He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag,
Then pinched out the fire with his fingernails, crushed the remaining tobacco, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
He took out his phone to call a taxi, but there were no cars nearby.
Reluctantly,
Zhou Ze dialed Xu Qinglang's number:
"Hey, Lao Zhou, what's up? Not opening for business today?"
"Come pick me up."
Zhou Ze gave him the address.
"Wait a minute, I'll call Lao Dao. He just drove my car out to buy candy for that woman. I'll have him pick you up on the way back."
Hanging up the phone,
Zhou Ze spat out the tobacco residue and leaned against the telephone pole, spacing out for a long time.
He didn't kill Xu Dachuan.
Under this scheme,
In fact, no one is innocent,
But everyone seems to be a puppet, doing what they are supposed to do at the appointed time,
And in the end,
They are used and then destroyed.
Someone is guiding all of this, like a catalyst, accelerating everything.
That person,
Is the real instigator, the culprit who caused my death in a car accident in my previous life.
About twenty minutes later, a black Nissan stopped next to Zhou Ze. The car window rolled down, revealing Lao Dao's figure.
"Boss, found you."
Lao Dao eagerly got out of the car first and opened the car door for Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze got in, and Lao Dao eagerly took out a piece of milk candy from a large bag and handed it to Zhou Ze:
"Boss, eat."
Zhou Ze pushed Lao Dao's hand away, indicating that he wasn't in the mood.
Lao Dao smiled sheepishly, not taking it to heart.
You should know that compared to Zhou Ze, his previous boss, the owner of the underworld shop, was actually more difficult to get along with.
Zhou Ze was much more peaceful and harmonious than the previous one. Of course, it wasn't that the previous one had a bad temper, but as soon as he sat behind the counter, Lao Dao would naturally not dare to speak too loudly.
"Don't eat candy, have a cigarette."
Lao Dao handed Zhou Ze a cigarette and helped him light it, before returning to his driver's seat.
The car started, and Lao Dao made a turn to go back.
At the intersection ahead, Lao Dao turned right and subconsciously slowed down as he passed the entrance of the residential complex, while also sticking his head out to look inside.
This was the residential complex where the Lin family lived.
Previously, Zhou Ze had come here, picked up Xu Dachuan, and the two had walked a short distance, but it was impossible to go too far.
"What are you looking at?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Boss, this is it, don't you know?"
"What?"
"Didn't Miss Tang tell you before that when she was injured, she could only choose a place to hide in the dark, and there are only two such places in Tong City.
One is your bookstore,
And the other is this residential complex.
However, Miss Tang said that the lights in this place seemed to have some problems, so in the end, we chose to rely on your place to escape the pursuit."
Lao Dao said to himself,
Not noticing that,
Zhou Ze's hand holding the cigarette,
Was trembling slightly...