Zhang Qingyang took a taxi to the address of the apartment that Chen Tong told him.

He didn't want to come, because although Chen Tong was the son of Chen Fatzi, there was not much friendship between him and Zhang Qingyang.

But it is precisely because he is the son of Chen Fatzi that Zhang Qingyang remembered that he had been in Wangjiang for so long and had been taken care of by Fatman Chen.

No matter whether the other party is afraid of Zhang Youzhi or what, after all, he takes care of himself very well, and changes his tricks every day to bring himself to eat, drink and have fun.

Zhang Qingyang came to this trip, which can be regarded as a return of favor.

He came to the door of Inan's house and raised his hand to slam the door frantically.

"Boom Boom ......"

"Squeak~"

The door opened.

Before Zhang Qingyang could react, Chen Tong directly dragged him in, and quickly closed the door and locked it.

Zhang Qingyang saw the blood on his body, and asked in surprise, "What's the situation with you?!" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, let's sit in first. ”

Zhang Qingyang stood still and did not move.

He is not a fool, since he entered the house, he found that Chen Tong's state and the atmosphere in the house were very wrong!

There is a conspiracy!

"I'm not going in, what about the people who blackmailed you?" Zhang Qingyang had a bad premonition in his heart, and squinted his eyes and looked at the door.

Chen Tongtong's fat body blocked the door of the room.

He is less than one meter seven tall, weighs one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds, and has a very stable chassis.

Zhang Qingyang knew that even if he used all his strength, he might not be able to pull him a bit.

"You...... You go sit down first, and I'll tell you when you're seated. Chen Tong said as he pushed Zhang Qingyang towards the living room.

"Don't push me! If you have something to say, I'll be busy after helping you solve it! Zhang Qingyang struggled to resist.

As a result, Chen Tong, who was like a meat shield, pushed him through the corridor and came to the living room.

Chen Tong pointed to the sofa and said, "You sit down, I'll talk to you when you sit down." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll sit down first." As soon as Zhang Qingyang turned around after speaking, the whole person was immediately stunned.

The next second.

Zhang Qingyang was from head to toe, the hairs on his body exploded in an instant, and his scalp was numb.

I saw the middle-aged man with a big back lying straight on the ground, his eyes were round and staring, and the blood flowing from his body stained the carpet red.

And Inan was wearing a cloak and sitting on the sofa with a scar, keeping his head down and not saying a word.

"This ...... This ...... "Zhang Qingyang hasn't come out with this for a long time.

He felt his legs sore, shaking uncontrollably.

Three minutes passed.

Only then did he turn his stiff head to look at Chen Tong, and the corners of his mouth twitched and asked, "You...... You killed? ”

"Hmmm......"

"You're sick, aren't you?! You've killed people, why did you call me here? Zhang Qingyang was so angry that he punched Chen Tong in the face in fear.

Then he opened his bow left and right with both hands, and slapped him seven or eight big mouths.

After closing his hand, Zhang Qingyang took a deep breath.

That's it.

He knew that he was eighty percent on Chen Tong's thief ship, and he called himself here today, he must not have a good heart!

"Brother Qingyang, you ...... Are you done? Chen Tong trembled because of nervousness, and said incoherently: "If you feel uneasy, you ...... You stabbed me twice with a knife? ”

"What am I doing stabbing you? I don't care about you! I have to go! Zhang Qingyang scolded with a gloomy face.

Chen Tong bent his knees, knelt down directly for Zhang Qingyang, grabbed his trouser leg and begged: "Brother Qingyang, I don't want to go to jail, you help me, I beg you to help me!" ”

"Fuck your stinking fart! People are dead, and Lao Tzu is not the king of Yama, how can I help you?! "Zhang Qingyang is really anxious.

"Brother Qingyang, you can definitely help me, you are a member of the Zhang family, and the Zhang family will definitely protect you!"

"Even my father will be sentenced for breaking the law, and my family will protect me?! I ......" Zhang Qingyang suddenly shut up.

Seeing that Chen Tong's eyes gradually became crazy, he knew that this dead fat man was crazy now.

If you go crazy, you can really do anything.

Zhang Qingyang's words changed, and his tone softened a lot softer: "That's it, you go and turn yourself in, Uncle Chen and I will help you find a relationship, as long as you admit your mistakes and have a good attitude, I guarantee that you won't be in prison for too long, and I won't let you suffer in prison, okay?" ”

Hearing Zhang Qingyang persuade him to turn himself in, Chen Tong's emotions collapsed at that time: "Don't lie to me!" ”

"I don't want to go to jail! I asked you to come here because you want you to help me get rid of my guilt, not to persuade me to turn myself in! Chen Tong picked up the fruit knife on the ground, pointed at Zhang Qingyang, and asked frantically: "I don't miss your life, I'll ask you, can you help me?!" ”

"Help! I'm sure to help you! Zhang Qingyang agreed without hesitation.

Chen Tong is crazy now, Zhang Qingyang knows that if he says something wrong, or does something wrong, then Chen Tong will definitely stab him to death without hesitation.

"Don't get excited, how do you want me to help you?" Zhang Qingyang asked while calming Chen Tong's emotions.

Chen Tongtong looked at him with a vicious expression, and gestured with his chin: "Nan Nan, you pick up my mobile phone, turn on the video and aim at him." ”

Yi Nan, who was sitting on the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and poked it a few times, then pointed the camera at Zhang Qingyang.

"You pick up the kitchen knife on the ground and hold it in your hand." Chen Tong held the dagger and pointed at Zhang Qingyang and said.

Zhang Qingyang bit his lip and didn't squeak.

"I'll step on the horse and let you pick up the kitchen knife! Hurry up! Chen Tong roared and took a step forward.

"Don't get excited, I'll pick it up." Zhang Qingyang had no choice but to bend down and pick up the kitchen knife and hold it in his hand.

Chen Tong glanced at the middle-aged corpse with a big back, and said to Zhang Qingyang: "Take the kitchen knife in your hand and cut him!" ”

"He's dead, what am I going to do with him?" Zhang Qingyang pretended not to know why.

He left fingerprints on the kitchen knife, which was already a butt of shit for himself.

If he slashes at the corpse of the big back with a knife now, and is recorded by Inan's camera, then he will be completely finished!

"Don't talk nonsense! Hurry up! Chen Tong's whole person was so excited that he trembled.

"Okay...... I'll cut! Zhang Qingyang gritted his teeth and finished speaking, and glanced down at the middle-aged corpse with a big back.

The next moment, he suddenly swung out a knife and chopped it on Chen Tong's arm.

"I c

m！ Die! Chen Tong's eyes were red, completely ignoring the pain in his arm.

He stepped forward and put his left hand around Zhang Qingyang's back, and raised the fruit knife with his right hand and stabbed it out indiscriminately.

"Poof! Poof! ”

After Chen Tong let go of his hand, Zhang Qingyang's limbs were limp and he fell to the ground.

Chen Tong and Yi Nan saw that the carpet was instantly stained red by Zhang Qingyang's blood, and the two of them were immediately stunned in place, their empty eyes looking like walking corpses.

Zhang Qingyang tried his last strength, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed Zhang Youzhi's phone.

"Master...... Save...... Help me......"

"Poof!"

Zhang Qingyang spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his arm holding the mobile phone slammed weakly on the ground, and his pupils gradually dilated......