Xu Dachuan was yelling and screaming, acting like a madman. In the days since his son died, this man had been under immense psychological pressure and torment.

He felt wronged.

He felt pain.

He felt that his life had been bumpy and difficult.

If someone else were standing 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 pity him,

Except Zhou Ze.

He had died.

This rough man crying, raving, and hysterical before him,

Was one of the accomplices in his murder.

Why do you all feel sorry for yourselves?

Why do you all feel wronged?

What about me?

Who pities me?

Who thinks about me?

Zhou Ze naturally walked up to Xu Dachuan. He raised his chin. At that moment, countless emotions were driving him madly to kill the man before him.

To tear him apart,

Not just his body,

But his soul!

He had to suffer the greatest pain and torment to offset the anger in his heart!

Life always seemed to have many coincidences. A police car drove over from afar.

Zhou Ze watched the flashing lights on the police car. At that moment, he felt no fear, no apprehension, even a kind of reckless ease.

If all this really was just a trap,

Then,

I'll go mad with it.

Rather than endure grievances and suffering alone,

Better to do it together,

Hurting each other!

Xu Dachuan was still shouting and jumping. The police car stopped beside them. Two police officers got out. They might have been on patrol, or they might have just happened to pass by, but they got out to investigate.

As the police officers approached, Xu Dachuan suddenly quieted down. He looked at Zhou Ze with venomous eyes, then at the police.

He started walking towards the police officers.

And behind his back, Zhou Ze's fingernails had grown completely out, and wisps of black energy swirled constantly between his fingers.

Closing his eyes,

Deep within his pupils,

Black torrents seemed to be flowing.

At that moment, Zhou Ze seemed to gradually find the feeling he had had on the rooftop that day, as if he had been completely abandoned by society, by life.

That loneliness, that helplessness,

Unceasingly released the suppressed feelings that had accumulated deep within his heart.

I am a ghost soldier,

I have died once,

I cultivate myself,

But I don't like swallowing my anger.

If a storm is coming,

Then I will indulge myself once more,

In this storm.

Before, Zhou Ze had always been afraid, afraid of becoming like the one in Rongcheng, becoming a banned example.

But sometimes, it was really hard to control yourself.

Of course, what was even harder to control was the vortex around you. It would actively push you, encourage you, force you,

Step by step,

Towards the abyss.

"What's going on?" one police officer asked Xu Dachuan. The other, a middle-aged officer, looked at Zhou Ze.

Instinctively, the middle-aged officer sensed a dangerous aura from Zhou Ze. This was his sixth sense, honed from years of police work.

Although the young man before him was somewhat thin and seemed a bit weak, and he even had his eyes closed, the middle-aged officer felt his lips go dry.

It was a little embarrassing to say, but he actually felt a little nervous.

Hey, this was really strange,

What was I nervous about?

"Nothing, I had a little to drink, lecturing my junior, the junior is disobedient, wants to get divorced from his wife, gotta lecture him!"

Xu Dachuan said, his eyes bloodshot.

The two police officers exchanged glances. Since it was a family matter, they didn't interfere. The two immediately returned to their car, and the police car drove off.

The middle-aged officer turned his head to look behind him again.

"Brother Cui, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

The middle-aged police officer straightened up and shook his head.

On the side of the road,

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 been making a fuss about going to the police, about reporting Zhou Ze, did not report him to the police.

As a father who had lost his son, he wouldn't have been worried about getting involved, so he didn't dare to report him. It could only be said that at that moment, his heart softened.

"You better find someone to kill me too, so no one will know what you did before!"

Xu Dachuan roared.

His son was dead, and he was unwilling to send this nephew to the execution ground as well, otherwise his family would be cut off.

His thoughts were very simple,

Really very, very simple.

His nephew's wife had someone she liked outside,

So he helped to kill that guy!

Now that his son was dead, he couldn't let his old Xu family die out.

Was he great?

Yes,

He was great.

But in Zhou Ze's eyes,

It was exceptionally disgusting.

Xu Dachuan bent down to pick up his smoking pipe. He was ready to leave, ready to go home. He had thought about it for a long time, and had been angry for a long time, but at this time, he still didn't have the courage to really drag Xu Le to be buried with his son.

However, Xu Dachuan's smoking pipe was stepped on by Zhou Ze.

Xu Dachuan raised his head, somewhat stunned.

Zhou Ze slowly bent down and picked up the smoking pipe.

"Bang!"

The smoking pipe was heavily struck on Xu Dachuan's body.

Xu Dachuan let out a muffled groan, looking at Zhou Ze with an incredulous expression.

"You dare…………"

"Bang!"

Another heavy blow landed, and Xu Dachuan was knocked to the ground. His legs had been operated on recently and hadn't fully recovered. At this time, facing Zhou Ze's sudden outburst, he could only curl up on the ground.

The police had already gone far away and naturally couldn't see what was happening at this moment.

"I'll call you great!"

"Bang!"

Another blow landed.

"I'll call you soft-hearted!"

"Bang!"

Another blow landed again.

"I'll call you feeling wronged!"

"Bang!"

"I'll call you feeling like it's not easy!"

"Bang!"

"I'll call you feeling like life is hard!"

"Bang!"

"I'll call you pitiful!"

"Bang!"

…………

Zhou Ze, who had been suppressing his anger for a long time, went crazy, hitting Xu Dachuan with a continuous series of blows, hitting Xu Dachuan so hard that he trembled non-stop on the ground.

Finally,

Dropping the smoking pipe in his hand,

Zhou Ze staggered back a few steps,

And leaned against a telephone pole.

"Cough cough…………cough cough…………"

Heavy coughs came from his mouth.

He raised his head,

Looking at the dim night sky.

The anger in his heart had been released a little,

But deep down, he didn't feel much better.

This group of people,

They were kind fathers and filial sons,

They were fraternal brothers,

They helped each other, they were considerate of 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 slowly 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.

Taking out his phone, he prepared to call for a taxi, but there were no cars nearby.

Left with no choice,

Zhou Ze dialed Xu Qinglang's number:

"Hey, Old Zhou, what are you doing? 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 dregs from his mouth, leaned against the telephone pole, and stared blankly for a long time.

Xu Dachuan, he didn't kill him.

Under this trap,

Actually, no one was innocent,

But everyone seemed to be a puppet, doing what they were supposed to do at the predetermined nodes,

And in the end,

They would be destroyed after they were used.

Someone was guiding all of this to happen, like a catalyst, accelerating the operation of everything.

That person,

Was the real instigator, the culprit who caused his death in a car accident in his 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, helping Zhou Ze open the car door.

Zhou Ze sat inside, and Lao Dao eagerly took out a piece of milk candy from a large package 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 gave a sheepish smile, not taking it to heart.

You know, compared to Zhou Ze, his previous boss who ran 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 to say that the previous one had a bad temper, but as long 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, then helped him light it, before returning to his driving position.

The car started, and Lao Dao made a turn, heading back.

At the intersection ahead, Lao Dao turned right. As he passed the entrance of the residential complex, he subconsciously slowed down and leaned his head out to look into the complex.

This was the residential complex where the Lin family lived.

Before, Zhou Ze had come here, picked up Xu Dachuan, and the two had walked a distance, but they couldn't have gone too far.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, it's here, don't you know?"

"What?"

"Didn't Miss Tang tell you before that when she was injured, she could only choose a place close to home to hide? There are only two such places in Tongcheng.

One is your bookstore,

And the other is this residential complex.

But Miss Tang said that the lights in this place seemed to be having some problems, so in the end, we still 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…