Chapter 83

It is no exaggeration to say that Ren Zhaoyuan's voice was shocking.

Rao is a well-trained group of people under Zheng Yun, and he can't help but be distracted.

It is almost an uncontrollable instinct for people to be distracted when they hear the loud noise coming from the sky.

It's just that the first reaction of most people is to look at the source of the sound, but Tan Zheng turned around at the same moment he heard it.

It was Ren Zhaoyuan.

He hadn't realized why Ren Zhaoyuan appeared, but he had already taken steps in the direction of Ren Zhaoyuan.

The speed of Sun Jin and the knife was slowed down by a sudden shout in his ear, but when Tan Zheng suddenly turned around, the knife completely wiped his clothes and fluttered into the air.

Hatred had taken over all his mind, he didn't hesitate, one miss was followed by the next.

close at hand.

Sun Jin suddenly widened his eyes, lowered his head slowly, and stared blankly at the long, flat black object that was exposed on his chest. Before his raised hand could touch it, he fell on his back.

But in the blink of an eye.

Tan Zheng turned his head and saw the crossbow arrow on Sun Jin's chest and the knife that fell beside him. He was shocked but didn't stop, and strode straight towards Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan stood there and did not move.

Zheng Yun, who was next to him, handed the small folding crossbow to his subordinate and stepped on the weeds under his feet.

Although Tan Zheng said that his heart had already flown to Ren Zhaoyuan's side, he just knew what was going on at a glance. He stopped in front of Zheng Yun to express his sincere thanks, but Zheng Yun seemed to have just solved a lot of inconspicuous trivial matters, and said indifferently, "You lucky."

It was indeed Tan Zheng's luck.

Zheng Yun was extremely proficient at the crossbow, but it would take two seconds to become proficient. It was already too late when saw it. If it wasn't for the man who missed a shot, Zheng Yun would have at most let him kill Tan Zheng.

Tan Zheng has more to say, Zheng Yun has already waved his hand and walked forward: "I still owe Zhaoyuan a favor."

Ren Zhaoyuan was still standing in the same place, not moving, showing no expression, only his eyes were locked on Tan Zheng.

From far to near.

Without blinking.

"What's wrong with your hands?" Before Tan Zheng approached, he noticed the dazzling white wrapping around Ren Zhaoyuan's hands, raised his hands gently, and his brows tightened when he saw the faint blood oozing from the bandages on his palms.

Just by looking at the bandage, you know it's not a minor injury.

Ren Zhaoyuan's hand is precious, and Tan Zheng has always valued and cherished it, and he is reluctant to let him take the fruit knife.

After being together, he never lacked a Band-Aid, and Ren Zhaoyuan's hand was scratched by a tool, and he never underestimated it.

Where can you see such a hurt.

"How did it hurt? What happened?"

Ren Zhaoyuan's pale lips parted a little, his Adam's apple moved slightly and closed again.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't know whether the "Tan Zheng" sound was loud or not. At that time, his eyes were darkened, and his mind was blank for a long time. It was not until he saw Tan Zheng walking towards him step by step that he gradually recovered his breathing and heartbeat.

At this moment, the throat felt a sharp burning pain, and the thin rust smell rushed to the mouth and diffused.

Probably too hard.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't answer, he just moved his eyes inch by inch on Tan Zheng's body, looked from head to toe, then raised his hand and pushed it down on his upper arm.

Tan Zheng's thoughts were all on the hands that were almost covered with bandages. When Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand, he separated a hand and followed closely. After being touched on his arm, he reacted for a while before he understood what Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to do.

"I'm fine," Tan Zheng carefully put down Ren Zhaoyuan's hand and turned to show him, "Look, it's fine."

On the upper part of the waist, there are obvious scratches on the shirt.

This black shirt was custom-made by Ren Zhaoyuan for Tan Zheng. There was another row in the cabinet. The fabric was comfortable and high-grade, but it was not resistant to damage. Any sharp objects would leave marks when scratched, not to mention knives.

The fingertips touched the pure black background, and moved along the conspicuous mark, and then, as if reluctant to touch, curled the fingertips and lowered their hands.

"It's really fine," Tan Zheng said as he turned around, "It's not hurt at all, don't worry."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him for a few seconds, raised his hand to his chin, Tan Zheng put his hand on the back of his hand, leaned his head slightly to put his hand close to his, and said softly, "Are you scared? I'm fine—"

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes fixed on the bloodstain that was an inch long on Tan Zheng's side face, and he pressed his thumb on it.

The side face suddenly felt pain, and Tan Zheng realized that there was an injury on his face.

It should have been caused by grabbing a stick when he first came here.

The sticks used by those people were not finished products with a smooth surface, and the imprints left by rubbing them were probably conspicuous enough.

"A little wound..."

It was indeed a small injury, and it didn't hurt from the beginning to the end when Ren Zhaoyuan pressed and touched it like this.

Tan Zheng gasped silently, didn't hide, and continued: "Maybe I rubbed it a little, but I didn't notice it, it doesn't hurt, don't worry."

The bulging blood stains became heavier due to the external force, and the surrounding area was red. Ren Zhaoyuan moved his thumb away and pulled his hand back from between Tan Zheng's palm and the side of his face.

I don't know if I'm scared or angry, but the current state is not right. Tan Zheng pays attention to his movements and expression.

Ren Zhaoyuan looked up and saw that there were many fewer people in that place, and all the people lying on the ground around them were gone. Except for Zheng Yun's men, there were only Wang Yue and Chen Dao.

Wang Yue sat on the ground, and Chen Dao cried and begged them not to take Wang Yue away.

Ren Zhaoyuan walked around Tan Zheng and Tan Zheng immediately followed him in two steps.

Zheng Yun didn't plan to take Wang Yue and the two away now, otherwise Chen Dao wouldn't have a chance to cry at all.

It's just that it is up to Ren Zhaoyuan to decide how to deal with this matter.

There was not even blood on the ground, and only a shallow pit remained where Sun Jin lay.

When Chen Dao saw Ren Zhaoyuan coming, he stepped back unconsciously.

When he came out of the tent after tidying up, he saw Sun Jin fall to the ground, and at that time Ren Zhaoyuan was standing with Zheng Yun, who was holding a crossbow.

Chen Dao saw a murder for the first time in his life.

He saw his chest rise and fall sharply after falling to the ground, and he saw the blood slowly flowing from the bottom of his body.

As for the man who did it, he was more than fifty years old but with a strong physique. When he waved his hand lightly, many people appeared silently.

Several of them put the voiceless people into a thick black bag, and shoveled them into the blood-soaked soil, with skillful and indifferent movements like a butcher disposing of common animal carcasses.

Those hired by Wang Yue were not opponents at all.

Zheng Yu was empty-handed, and without a weapon, he couldn't reduce the panic in Chen Dao's heart by half, and the expressionless Ren Zhaoyuan who came over now also made him fear.

Wang Yue was also frightened.

There are countless things he has done recklessly, but he has never killed anyone, and he has no intention of killing anyone.

Even if he hated Ren Zhaoyuan thoroughly, wanted to trample him in the mud, and tried his best to humiliate and torture him, he never thought of killing him.

It was a living life, so silently gone.

After panic, it is the instinct of self-preservation.

He doesn't want to die.

One by one the hired men were taken away, and he was the next.

Wang Yue fell to the ground and shivered back, but he didn't expect Chen Dao to rush over.

He suddenly remembered that Tan Zheng said that he wanted to prove it to him, and the person in Chen Dao's heart was actually him.

Maybe without proof.

When he took Chen Dao out of the hands of the messed up bosses, Chen Dao also hid in his arms with tears in his eyes. At first, when Chen Dao was put on the bed, Chen Dao blushed at him shyly and timidly. When he first moved into the house, Chen Dao also did the laundry and soup for him.

When did it change?

From his discovery of a special case in Chen Dao's world, from his definition of this relationship as captivity, from his humiliation and contempt.

His status has never been short of adoration and love, and he doesn't care what Chen Dao's likes are. Since the heart is with others, the body is naturally for money.

It's just that met a person who is rare and pleasant in bed and raises a person to vent their desires.

He couldn't let go of the air, and he didn't know how. He hadn't talked about his relationship seriously. He was afraid that if he ran away, he would tie up the contract handle tightly. If he was not happy, it would make Chen Dao even more unhappy.

So farther and farther, worse and worse, a vicious circle.

Wang Yue took Chen Dao's hand, resisted the fear in his heart, and told Zheng Yun to let Chen Dao go and go with him himself. Without waiting for the exit, the person in front of him had already moved away, and Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng walked slowly in a staggered position.

The car accident is fake, but it doesn't matter at this time.

Ren Zhaoyuan leaned over and picked up a stick left by someone hired by Wang Yue.

Chen Dao finally figured out after his uncontrollable instinctual fear. In contrast, Ren Zhaoyuan was the only hope he could ask for help at the scene.

"Teacher Ren!" Chen Dao almost climbed up to Ren Zhaoyuan with his kneeling belt, "Please forgive him, he doesn't dare, he did this only after being bullied, I will look at him in the future, never again. It's going to happen, we're going tomorrow... no, we're leaving today and never coming back.."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked down at him, but he couldn't tell the expression, but Chen Dao's voice became weaker and weaker in his sight, which seemed to have no content, until he was silent.

His eyes have been chasing Ren Zhaoyuan for so many years, listening to his lectures, watching his interviews, and collecting his designs. Ren Zhaoyuan is a symbol of perfection, a combination of all beautiful words. He yearns and admires him, but at this moment, he feels Ren Zhaoyuan is terrible .

Intimidating, making him shudder.

But he couldn't watch Wang Yue die.

"Look at..." Chen Dao murmured and held on, "Look at reporting to President Tan before me... I'll help you online... don't kill him, spare him once... please, please. ."

Chen Dao knew that these things were just because Ren Zhaoyuan had helped him, but he had to rely on the little things he had done for him.

Tan Zheng held Ren Zhaoyuan's forearm beside him and squeezed it lightly.

Chen Dao remembered the first time he tipped off the news. If he didn't find it in time, those rumors would ferment and add the following video.

This is one of them.

Second, they could not kill Wang Yue.

Sun Jin's death was already an accident, no matter how much Tan Zheng hated Wang Yue, it was the best ending so far.

Even if they can really not take human life seriously, Wang Yue is not Sun Jin.

Sun Jin said that it is no exaggeration to say that it is a mouse in the gutter. He has no relatives and no friends, and he avoids the police by doing some shameful things to survive.

On the other hand, Wang Yue is a normal person with a social network, and he is also a person with complicated social connections and many circles.

Moreover, the deterrence that should have been achieved now, Wang Yue will not dare to attack Ren Zhaoyuan in the future.

If you continue to do something, I'm afraid it's too late.

Chen Dao was already about to kowtow to Ren Zhaoyuan and plead for mercy, and now it would be more appropriate to take advantage of the situation and let them go.

Tan Zheng's hand holding Ren Zhaoyuan's forearm calmly reassured: "Zhaoyuan..."

Wang Yue couldn't see Chen Dao like this, and he didn't want to let Chen Dao owe Ren Zhaoyuan any more, so he stepped forward and supported Chen Dao.

"Ren Zhaoyuan, what happened today is all because of me. You asked him to let Chen Dao go, and I did it alone—"

Chen Dao widened his eyes and screamed, "Wang Yue!"

Wang Yue was slammed to the ground with a sudden blow, and part of his nosebleeds dripped into his mouth that could not close together, and more blood and saliva flowed out one after another.

He vaguely heard Chen Dao calling him. He wanted to distinguish but couldn't hear it. The buzzing sound exploded in his ear canal, like being pushed into a pool of muddy water. He vomited violently uncontrollably.

Chen Dao couldn't help and didn't dare to touch his scraped face, so he could only lift his head with his hands to avoid choking.

Five or six teeth were mixed in the bloody vomit next to the half-stick.

Even Tan Zheng, who was beside him, was startled, he didn't react for a few seconds, and he stepped forward for a moment to separate Ren Zhaoyuan's sight and the pool of filth.

"Okay, okay," Tan Zheng raised his hand and stroked Ren Zhaoyuan's arm, talking softly and trying several times to take the remaining half of the wooden stick in Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Zheng Yun saw at a glance that Wang Yue's jaw was fractured and he suffered a concussion.

If Ren Zhaoyuan's stick was pointed up at the temple, with this strength, no one would even have to save him.

A few of the guards next to him saw Zheng Yun's gesture and stepped forward to take Wang Yue and Chen Dao away.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned around, trying his best to suppress the discomfort in his throat and calm his voice: "Uncle."

"I don't like hurting people's lives, don't worry," Zheng Yun said. "Since it's a favor, it's natural to have a head and tail. Those people won't dare to come close to you again. Nothing happened here today. The two little girls go down. Wait, go."

Ren Zhaoyuan bowed to Zheng Yun.

An army green off-road vehicle was parked beside him, and the person waiting beside opened the door for the two of them. Tan Zheng covered the roof of the car with his hand to watch Ren Zhaoyuan sit in, closed the door for him, and nodded and said hello to Zheng Yun before going around. Get on the other side.

After getting in the car, he asked the driver for a bottle of water, unscrewed it, and handed it to Ren Zhaoyuan: "Can you drink some water?"

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his head to the other side and closed his eyes, not looking at him again.

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