Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

In the endless darkness, two figures quietly emerged.

One of them was tall, wearing a black hat and a gray mask, revealing only a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes.

He looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go and drive our car over here, and then find a safe place to hide those two unconscious guys."

Zhao Wenhao turned his head and lowered his voice to instruct the guard Qian beside him.

Guard Qian nodded silently, turned around and left quickly without saying a word.

All of this has already been included in the action plan, so there is no need to say more.

Not long after, Guard Qian drove slowly towards us in a dilapidated car.

At the same time, Cheng Gong, who was disguised as a sanitation worker, also arrived at the scene.

The two men worked together tacitly to tightly tie up the hands and feet of the unconscious driver and Du San, and then lifted them into the car with great effort.

The whole process was tense and orderly. They were careful to avoid making any noise for fear of attracting unnecessary attention.

In this quiet night, they completed this series of actions quietly like ghosts.

As the last trace was erased, the car disappeared into the night, as if it had never appeared.

"Please, let me go. My father is Zhou Changyan from the Longxing Group. Just tell me how much you want. I have a cell phone in my car, so you can call him anytime."

At this time, Zhou Xiaoyu didn't know that the person who kidnapped him was his enemy Zhao Wenhao. He was still crying and begging for mercy to Zhou Chen outside the window.

Unfortunately, Zhou Chen ignored him and remained silent.

Although he didn't say anything, his hands didn't stop moving, and he kept squeezing the car door hard.

With such great force, the entire car door tightly clamped Zhou Xiaoyu's calf, making him feel even more unbearable pain.

Zhou Xiaoyu grimaced in pain, tears and snot flowing out.

As time went by, Zhou Xiaoyu's screams became quieter and his face turned as pale as paper.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair. Looking at his trapped calf, a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

At this time, Zhou Chen, who was outside the car, noticed through the window that Zhou Xiaoyu's calf had begun to bleed.

He knew that if he continued like this, Zhou Xiaoyu's leg might be more seriously injured.

Thinking of the subsequent plan, he loosened his grip slightly, leaving the car door slightly open to give Zhou Xiaoyu some chance to breathe.

However, this did not make Zhou Xiaoyu feel much more at ease.

His calf was still in excruciating pain and he couldn't move it.

He tried to kick open the car door with his other foot, but his efforts were in vain because the door was held tightly by Zhou Chen.

"Get in the car, you drive." Zhao Wenhao deliberately lowered his voice and pointed at Cheng Gong, motioning him to sit in the driver's seat.

Then he walked around to the other side, opened the back door and got in.

"If you don't want to suffer any more, stretch out your hand."

Zhao Wenhao lowered his head, holding a piece of wire in his hand, and threatened in a low voice.

"No, no, please let me go."

Zhou Xiaoyu was terrified and waved his arms desperately, trying to break free from Zhao Wenhao's control.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

Zhao Wenhao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and slapped Zhou Xiaoyu's face three times in a row.

Blood gushed out of Zhou Xiaoyu's nostrils, and his cheeks gradually swelled up. Several finger marks were clearly imprinted on his face.

"Hurry up, if you want to live, then obey me. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude to you."

Zhao Wenhao still didn't look up, but the low voice was full of deterrence, which made Zhou Xiaoyu shudder.

As the saying goes: When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

At this moment, Zhou Xiaoyu had completely lost his previous arrogance. His face turned extremely pale and cold sweat continued to seep out of his forehead.

He knew very well that if he continued to persist, death would be the only thing waiting for him.

So Zhou Xiaoyu had no choice but to compromise.

He slowly turned around, put his hands behind his back, and let Zhao Wenhao tie him up with wire.

At this time, Zhao Wenhao had no intention of being gentle with women. The wire almost sank into Zhou Xiaoyu's flesh, tightly binding his hands together and making him unable to move at all.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Wenhao knocked hard on the car door glass, then nodded at Zhou Chen outside the car, indicating that everything was ready and they could start the next step.

After receiving the instructions, Zhou Chen still said nothing, silently pushed open the car door, and sat on the other side of Zhou Xiaoyu.

Then he took out a large ball of cotton from his pocket, pinched Zhou Xiaoyu's cheek with one hand, and forced the cotton ball into his mouth to prevent him from making any sound or calling for help.

"Wuwuwu..." Zhou Xiaoyu's pupils dilated sharply, and his face was filled with fear and despair.

He kept shaking his head, as if he wanted to express something but couldn't make a sound.

However, all of this was ignored. Zhou Chen took out another black cloth bag and put it on Zhou Xiaoyu's head without hesitation.

After completing these, Zhao Wenhao gently tapped the shoulder of Cheng Gong, the driver in the front seat, to indicate that they could set off.

Cheng Gong skillfully started the engine, then stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

Cheng Gong and Zhou Chen were already familiar with the surrounding environment. They knew every road and every turn, so it was impossible for them to get lost.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely tense. No one spoke except Zhou Xiaoyu's constant "woohoo" sounds of fear.

The car turned left and right, quickly drove out of the city and headed towards the remote suburbs.

As we get further away from the city center, the surrounding scenery becomes more desolate and silent.

Time passed minute by minute, and after about twenty minutes, the car finally slowly stopped at the foot of a mountain.

Zhou Chen, who was sitting in the back row, had a cold and ruthless expression on his face, without any extra words.

He reached out and grabbed Zhou Xiaoyu's arm, pulled hard, and lifted Zhou Xiaoyu out of the car like a chicken.

Then, he pushed Zhou Xiaoyu mercilessly, and kicked him out of the car.

Afterwards, Zhou Chen also got out of the car, pulled up Zhou Xiaoyu who was lying on the ground, and dragged him up the mountain.

"Find a deserted place and hide the car. Wait for Zhou Xiaoyu and I to return, about half an hour later, and then burn the car and meet us here. By then, Guard Qian should have arrived to pick us up."

Zhao Wenhao gave the order calmly, then opened the car door, got out, and then chased after Zhou Chen and Zhou Xiaoyu who were going up the mountain not far away.

Cheng Gong started the car again and drove away.