70-year-old Lin Zhongcheng lay on the ground for a while, and he couldn't get up at all.

Chen Zhoubo stepped aside, picked up a sharp pebble and placed it under Lin Zhongcheng's head under Lin Zhongcheng's incredulous gaze, and then lifted Lin Zhongcheng's upper body.

"Dad, you forced me."

"You, you're ......."

At this time, Lin Zhongcheng could not say a complete sentence.

Seeing this, the little ghost who was monitoring Chen Zhoubo hurriedly stepped forward, but he was just an ordinary ghost, it was not dark yet, and his strength was pitiful, which just made Chen Zhoubo shiver.

Chen Zhoubo didn't care about the sudden shiver, his hands were released, and Lin Zhongcheng's body fell backwards, his head hit the stone just now, and blood flowed out.

After looking at it for a while, he was sure that Lin Zhongcheng couldn't get rid of the pebble with his own strength, so he swaggered back to the room, packed up his things, and made a few phone calls to arrange everything before pretending to open the door inadvertently.

"Dad." A desolate cry came out of his mouth, and then pounced on Lin Zhongcheng's body: "Dad, Dad, are you okay?" ”

Lin Zhongcheng opened his eyes with great difficulty, and seeing that Lin Zhongcheng was not dead, a gloom flashed in Chen Zhoubo's eyes.

"Dad, mobile phone, I'll go get my mobile phone and call 120, Dad, you have to hold on."

Chen Zhoubo ignored the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, turned around and ran back to the room, and as he shouted just now, the people around him who were alarmed slowly gathered around him and became his best witness.

As the crowd approached, the ghost who wrapped the little pebble with all his strength rushed with the yang energy on his body, and had to hide to the side, losing the ghost to block in the middle, and the little pebble slowly pierced into Lin Zhongcheng's brain.

Chen Zhoubo came out quickly, and when he saw the people outside, he was overjoyed, but he showed a very anxious expression on the surface: "Dad, Dad, hold on, I've already called 120." ”

Seriously injured people are unable to move, and no one blames this good man all along, all concerned about the inquiry. Chen Zhoubo explained according to his script with tears in his eyes.

The old man wants to go out, does not let himself be accompanied, and then accidentally steps on stagnant water, and an accident occurs, how natural all this is.

Lin Zhongcheng is still dead, Chen Zhoubo cried so much that he started his plan with everyone's attention on Lin Zhongcheng.

He became the heir, and the other loan sharks naturally believed it more, and soon the money was in place.

Chen Zhoubo lied that the big project was about to go abroad.

It's just that Chen Zhoubo didn't know that his money had indeed arrived in his account, but this account had been frozen. And his captors have already arrived on the road, although the fire has not yet found his clues, but Lin Zhongcheng's accidental death has given Ma Xiao a chance.

After all, a hasty move will always leave a flaw, not to mention that Ma Xiao has been staring at him.

Chen Zhoubo was brought to justice, but it was not because of the fire, which made Ling Tian feel a sense of frustration.

Faced with Chen Zhoubo, who refused to admit to death, Ling Tian decided to clean him up properly, before he was convicted.

A few little ghosts made a move, and the mentally depressed Chen Zhoubo was directly hit.

In the illusion, he began the life arranged by Ling Tian.

There was no evidence that Chen Zhoubo had killed someone, and the loan was not exposed, and soon, Chen Zhoubo was released.

After appeasing the loan sharks, Chen Zhoubo continued to look for a way out. He must leave the country as soon as possible, or the wolf-like loan sharks will eat him to the bone.

Chen Zhoubo went home as usual, comforted his sad wife, teased the children, and returned to his room.

He had to leave before the loan sharks reacted.

took out a piece of paper and planned his affairs in detail, as for his wife and children, he did not plan to take them away, once he brought them, it would inevitably alert the loan sharks. Only when they are there, Chen Zhoubo can leave without noticing.

Anyway, if you have money, are you afraid that you won't have a wife and children?

After a night passed, Chen Zhoubo made a plan, and after burning the paper to ashes, he looked at the rising sun outside and smiled: "It's another day." ”

went out as usual, Chen Zhoubo did not go to the company, but turned a corner and drove to Binhai, as a metropolis, Binhai has all the conditions for him to leave.

He will take a flight to the border city of Binhai to register the city, and from there he will leave the country.

The traffic congestion made Chen Zhoubo very anxious and had to choose a small road to move forward. Although he has not been to the beach for many years, the road still feels very familiar to him.

It's just that there are a lot of cars and people today, and roads are being built everywhere, so Chen Zhoubo has to change the road again and again.

Finally, he was blocked on a one-way street, and the speeding car blocked his retreat, blocking him on the road.

Chen Zhoubo, who was anxious, looked around and was suddenly stunned.

Not far from him was an abandoned house, overgrown with weeds, which he recognized as the place where he had lived.

Looking dilapidated, there was a woman holding a child standing on the balcony on the second floor, Chen Zhoubo was a little short-sighted, and he couldn't see the appearance of the people above, but the familiar figure and clothes made his hand holding the steering wheel tremble a little.

"Zhang Cuifang."

A familiar name was unconsciously pronounced out by him, and there was a faint anger in his tone.

A road appeared in the place where it was originally a weed, and this sudden appearance of the road did not cause Chen Zhoubo to be surprised, as if he had not noticed it just now.

Several cars drove away from the newly emerged road, and although he didn't know where the road leads, Chen Zhoubo didn't want to be stuck in the traffic anymore, so he turned his steering wheel and followed the road.

The road turned a few corners and broke off in front of the abandoned small building, and the vehicles that had just passed were all parked on the side of the road, and there was no one in the car.

Chen Zhoubo was stunned for a moment, and wanted to turn around, but a vehicle followed behind, and then a young man got out of the car and ran into the forest next to him as if he was in a hurry.

Before Chen Zhoubo could shout, the young man had already disappeared.

Looking at the blocked car, Chen Zhoubo scolded wildly, obviously not far from the road, but there was no sound around, only his curses echoed.

Turning his head to look at the woman on the balcony who had not changed his movements, the muscles on Chen Zhoubo's face twitched, and when he was closer, he had already recognized that the woman holding the child was his former wife Zhang Cuifang.

Rubbing her eyes in disbelief, Zhang Cuifang, who was holding the child, was still standing there.

Obviously didn't move, but when he looked away from Zhang Cuifang and the child, Chen Zhoubo was surprised to find that he was standing in a familiar room.

I have been to this room many times, and every time I have quarreled and fought with Zhang Cuifang here, I seem to be able to faintly hear the cry of the child in my ears.

"What's going on?"

Chen Zhoubo, who has always prided himself on not being afraid of heaven and earth, was a little apprehensive that he was already on his way to the airport, not in this dilapidated house.

Just thinking about it, Chen Zhoubo was shocked to find that there was a faint smoke floating on the ground.

In order to save money, Zhang Cuifang's house did not install floor tiles, but used a thick layer of plastic to spread on the ground, at this time the plastic is deforming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and puffs of green smoke are rising, getting thicker and thicker.

Chen Zhoubo subconsciously took two steps back, stretched out his hand from behind him to the doorknob, and as soon as he touched it, he let out a miserable scream, and a big blister appeared on the palm of his hand that touched the doorknob.

The metal doorknob was like a red-hot soldering iron, but luckily his hand shrank quickly, otherwise it would have been more than just a blister.

The plastic on the ground began to liquefy, and the smoke filled the entire house, which made Chen Zhoubo feel strange, he didn't even feel a trace of heat, and the smoke didn't seem to have any smell.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the closed bedroom door was pushed open heavily, and Zhang Cuifang, who was full of horror, held the child and looked at the ground in a daze, her feet kept lifting alternately, but she still couldn't stop the heat on the slippers.

As if she couldn't see Chen Zhoubo, Zhang Cuifang comforted the crying child while looking at the liquefied plastic on the ground in despair. After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhang Cuifang looked at the door and gritted her teeth and stepped directly into the melted plastic.