Chapter 14: It's been over ten days since I last killed someone
Zhang Shidong kicked it a dozen times and didn't stop, ran to the pedestrian path on one side, took two rubber mallets from the worker who was pounding colored tiles on the ground with a rubber mallet, like a drummer in an orchestra, starting from the rear of the car, seemingly without using much force but actually weighing over 1,000 kilograms each time. A sports car worth nearly three million yuan was like a piece of tofu that had been poked by fingers, completely losing its noble and domineering air.
"Your mom, you're looking for death." Lu Feng, who rushed down from the car, still had the blood of a young man, waving his fists and rushing towards Zhang Shidong.
Lu Feng's face turned bright red as he lifted his foot, and with both hands covering his crotch, he hopped around in place several times, bending over at the waist and letting out a series of wolf-like howls. The beautiful woman who had gotten off the bus took several steps back when she saw the rubber mallet in Zhang Shidong's hand.
"I'm a person who doesn't differentiate between men and women, so when it comes to those sharp-tongued women, I won't be polite."
"Ah!"
Zhang Shidong leaned in close to Yan's face, scaring her so much that she trembled all over. He wanted to say some threatening words, but then he thought about how Lu Shaodong, who was supposed to be invincible, had been beaten by him, and what ability did he have to threaten others? Just as she didn't know how to escape this predicament, she felt a sharp pain in her toes. Zhang Shidong's rubber mallet happened to slip from his grasp and coincidentally landed on her bright red toenails.
The crowd of onlookers grew larger, as the street-smashing of luxury cars was a scene that could only be seen online and couldn't be missed. Some people even took out their phones to record videos and take photos, ready to upload them onto the internet.
Zhang Shidong dodged every smartphone trying to take his picture with each turn of his head.
Seeing the traffic police walking over, Zhang Shidong leaned in close to Lu Feng, who had lost all interest and was only covering his crotch, trying to feel the most important thing existing. He lowered his voice: "This Pingjiang is not small, buying a discontinued lowest-end broken Ferrari, there's nothing worth showing off about, it would be laughable if you told others, does Ferrari have cars at this price point? It can't be a knockoff, right?"
After finishing, he pulled Zhao Ya into the crowd and disappeared. Lu Feng covered his crotch, pointing in the direction of their disappearance, the pain made him unsure of what to say to the traffic police, and he didn't have the heart to say anything, he needed to hurry up and relieve the pain, then confirm whether his offspring could still be used or not.
Zhang Shidong, who had been drilling through several alleys and appeared on another street, turned back to ask Zhao Ya: "How's that? Is it more effective than your own martial arts skills, which are all over the place?"
Zhao Ya stared at him, after more than ten seconds, she suddenly pounced on him, looking down at him from above, her legs clamped around his waist, her hands holding his face, and she kissed him fiercely.
After a long time, Zhao Ya lay on him like this, her head resting on his shoulder: "Be my man."
Zhang Shidong patted her protruding buttocks: "But I don't need a companion."
Zhao Ya lifted her head, a flash of anger crossing her face, and she got down from Zhang Shidong's body: "My mom is the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, my dad is the chairman of the Dingxin Group."
Zhang Shidong looked at her with a leisurely expression: "That's why I don't like to get entangled, you're still my mom's student, this relationship is even more complicated, I don't like trouble. Besides, you don't have much capital to become my woman." He sized up Zhao Ya's chest and waist...
"You bastard..." Zhao Ya angrily stormed off.
Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette, shook his head in the smoke, and walked towards home.
Beep beep beep.
Mobile phone message, opened it, inside there is only one sentence: "Little boy, I'm going to fix you! Not just sleep, but also package."
In the distance, across the street, Zhao Ya clenched her phone in her hand, and the shame and anger on her face had long since disappeared. Only tears of true feelings flowed under the pear blossoms. She didn't care what Zhang Shidong was thinking, but after all these years, it was the first time someone helped her without expecting anything in return, not even Lu Feng. You can bear it, I can bear it too.
Tears streaming down her face, she laughed as she jumped on the colored tiles of a house, with people around her looking at her in curiosity. Oblivious to it all, in the public eye, she was a brilliant medical student, a slightly quirky and simple-minded girl; but in her own world, she was a girl yearning for family care, with small and simple dreams that others had never possessed, yet everyone else took for granted.
"Hey, Secretary Zhao, I've fallen in love. I smashed Lu Feng's car and my boyfriend kicked Lu Feng's eggs. Help me fix this." The phone was answered on the third ring, and the call lasted thirteen seconds. Before the person on the other end could speak, Zhao Ya hung up and jumped into the crowd, playing house, being her usual eccentric self.
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"Brother, save me!"
When the phone call from his sister was connected and Zhang Yiqing's cry for help came, Zhang Shidong, who was sitting in a chair, suddenly stood up, listening to Lu Feng's vicious voice coming from the other end of the phone, and the mouse in his hand was crushed.
"9191, I'm waiting for you, your sister, your dad, your mom, watch how I'll play with your family until they're dead."
Zhang Shidong didn't hang up the phone, listening to Lu Feng's sinister laughter until the other party hung up. Zhang Shidong smiled, really underestimating these rich kids, finding themselves on his body in just a few hours. You're playing with my family, are you worthy?
9191 Bar, homophonic just want just want, a very popular bar in Pingjiang City.
Lu Feng sat in the middle of a suite on the floor, surrounded by more than a dozen fierce-looking men with shaved heads and fashionable clothes. Lu Feng and two young men, one fat and one thin, sat on the sofa, the fat man bald and the thin man with a ponytail.
"Lu Feng, Zhang Jun is really popular lately, her daughter..." A thin man with a face full of acne held a girl in his arms, a small blue pill on the tip of their tongues being passed back and forth, slowly melting from the temperature of their tongues.
"Guanguan, you're getting more and more timid. What about Zhang Jun? As a deputy director, he still has to report to the municipal bureau leadership. What's there to be afraid of? But I didn't expect his daughter to look quite good." The fatty stood up, walked over to Zhang Yiqing who was shrinking in the corner, and reached out his hand to touch her chin.
"Get out, get lost. My dad and brother won't let you off." Zhang Yiqing wasn't too afraid of these three rich kids, what she was afraid of were the 'society people' standing beside them - gun heads, gold chains, tattoos, and a menacing aura. The movies and TV shows that flooded the internet had demonized these kinds of people, making Zhang Yiqing, who still lived in her ivory tower, filled with fear towards them. Especially those two men who grabbed her earlier, their grip on her wrist was still red, and the threatening tone of their words still lingered in her mind.
"Go ahead, scream your head off, no one will be able to save you. Your dad, a small-time police station chief or deputy chief, do you know who my uncle is? He'll be thrilled to push you into my arms when he finds out." The fat man sneered, about to make his move, when the door of the private room was pushed open from outside and a voice that sent chills down one's spine came in: "Sorry, everyone, it's been over ten days since I last killed someone."
