Chapter 42: Torture
Zhang Zuo's face instantly appeared in his mind. What's the matter, does that woman have a backer?
Thinking of this, Zhang Zuo hurriedly said: "I haven't done anything to her, I just met her twice......"
Shen Yu interrupted him coldly: "Hit the face twice, when?" โ
Zhang Zuo said in a trembling voice: "The first time, yes, it was nearly a month ago, she came to Shijing Street, I, I saw that she was good-looking, so I ......" The latter words, Zhang Zuo didn't dare to continue.
But the thug on the side kicked him to the ground with a heavy kick, crushed him in the chest, and said viciously: "What happened to you? โ
Zhang Zuo was almost so frightened that he peed his pants, and his voice was filled with a strong cry: "I, I, I, I just teased her......"
Before the words fell, the thugs on the side punched and kicked Zhang Zuo, until he rolled in place, while wailing in pain and wailing to stop fighting!
Shen Yu waved his hand, and the thugs on the side retreated.
Zhang Zuo took advantage of this gap to cry: "But I'm not left behind!" The woman stabbed me in the chest with a knife, and it took me ten days and half a month to recover! โ
Shen Yu looked at him with a sneer: "So today you are looking for her to take revenge?" โ
Zhang Zuo didn't dare to speak, so he only crawled on the ground, panting heavily.
Shen Yu said: "Let him go." โ
The thug hesitated: "Master? โ
Shen Yu nodded at him, and the thug took the order, dragged the fat Zhang Zuo, opened the door, and threw him out.
The thug bowed to Shen Yu and said, "Master, what to do with him?" โ
Shen Yu said coldly: "Since the person supervised by the king, let him take care of the dogs around him." โ
Shen Yu didn't linger any longer, and got up to leave.
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The aisles on the second floor of Paramount are bustling with people, from scantily clad dancers to guests who come to have fun.
The people who came and went looked at Zhang Zuo, who was beaten and his nose was swollen, and they all laughed. Zhang Zuo is used to acting in the name of Supervisor Wang on weekdays, when has he ever been ridiculed like this!
A huge sense of humiliation came over him, he gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, grabbed one of the attendants passing by, and said sharply: "Where is Xing Ye, the boss of your Paramount? โ
The attendant held a bottle of foreign wine in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I'm new, I don't know." โ
Zhang Zuo was about to hit him, and a lazy voice sounded behind him: "Master Zhang, you are still so angry when you come out to play." โ
Zhang Zuo turned to look and saw a middle-aged man standing behind him, with a well-looking beard, wearing a horse coat and holding a cigar in his hand.
It is the boss of Paramount, Xing Ye.
Zhang Zuo rushed to Xing Ye angrily, reached out and grabbed his collar, and said fiercely: "Who was the man in room two and four just now?" He dared to beat me like this, I Zhang Zuo didn't grow up as a vegetarian, if you don't give me an explanation, I will let my brother-in-law seal Paramount on a cloudy day! โ
Xing Ye was still smiling, and he took a puff of his cigar without hesitation, and all the smoke spit out on Zhang Zuo's face, making his face fatter and more greasy.
Xing Ye smiled: "That's a big man, even if you want to seal Paramount on a cloudy day, I can't do it, I don't dare to offend him." โ
can make Xing Ye, who is mixed in black and white on the beach, say such a thing, Zhang Zuo naturally doesn't believe it. He prefers to believe that Xing Ye doesn't want to seek justice for himself, and more is better than less.
Zhang Zuo laughed angrily, his fat face was hideous and gloomy: "Okay, if you don't help me get ahead, I must make you look good on a cloudy day!" โ