Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

As early as half a month ago, Zhou Chen, Cheng Gong and others had already chosen a place. Even if they set fire to the car, no one would notice.

Unless, by some coincidence, someone happens to be driving by.

The key point is that it was already past one in the morning, and this was a remote area of ​​Hong Kong Island. Who would go to a place like this so late at night?

"Hurry up, if you dare to delay again, I will kick you to death!" Zhou Chen said viciously, and at the same time pushed Zhou Xiaoyu who was hesitating hard.

As they were on their way up the mountain, a cloth bag was put on Zhou Xiaoyu's head and his hands were tied behind his back.

He didn't know how many times he had fallen along the way.

His face, arms and thighs were covered in scrapes and scratches.

Especially his right leg, which had been clamped tightly by Zhou Chen with the car door. Now he walked with a limp and was in unbearable pain.

However, no one would show sympathy to him, and he could only helplessly make a strange "woooo" sound.

Zhao Wenhao finally caught up, but watched Zhou Xiaoyu being kicked to the ground again, without any intention of blaming Zhou Chen.

Soon, the three continued to climb the mountain.

They finally stopped when they arrived at a dilapidated house.

At this time, Zhou Xiaoyu still had the hood on his face. He didn't know where he was, who kidnapped him, or the situation he was about to face.

He was extremely terrified and worried that these people would blackmail him or even kill him.

"Woooooooo..."

Zhou Xiaoyu struggled hard, trying to remove the cloth bag from his face.

Unfortunately, seeing this situation, Zhou Chen couldn't let him succeed. He just went up and punched him hard in the abdomen.

Zhou Xiaoyu bent down involuntarily in pain, then sat down on the ground, feeling hopeless.

Zhao Wenhao walked forward without thinking.

He kicked Zhou Xiaoyu in the face with such force that it seemed to rebound all the damage he had received before.

"Oh!"

Zhou Xiaoyu was kicked backwards and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Even so, Zhao Wenhao still had no intention of letting him go.

With such meticulous arrangements and bringing the person to this abandoned house halfway up the mountain, how could they be let off so easily?

If that were the case, I would have beaten him half to death on the street.

Zhao Wenhao took out a sharp dagger from his pocket and walked behind Zhou Xiaoyu.

To be honest, Zhao Wenhao was a little hesitant at this time. It was the first time for him to do such a thing, and it was impossible for him not to be nervous.

"How about I come?"

Zhou Chen walked forward and wanted to take the dagger from Zhao Wenhao's hand.

Zhao Wenhao shook his head and did not put down the dagger. Instead, he squatted down firmly, grabbed Zhou Xiaoyu's thumb with one hand, and then cut down with the dagger fiercely.

"Woooooooo..."

The intense pain caused Zhou Xiaoyu, who was originally unable to move, to twist his body involuntarily, and a miserable sound came out of his mouth.

Unfortunately, they were halfway up the mountain and it was early in the morning, so no one else could have heard it except the three of them.

Zhou Chen hurried forward and pressed Zhou Xiaoyu's shoulders, preventing him from moving.

Zhao Wenhao wiped his sweat and recalled the assassination attempt by a killer in Xuanzhou.

He no longer hesitated and attacked again, stabbing the dagger down again.

Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help but struggle violently, but it was too late.

"Grass!"

Zhao Wenhao threw the thumb in his hand out and cursed in his heart.

Without a certain level of psychological quality, it's impossible to do this kind of thing.

At this moment, his hands were shaking. Obviously, cutting off Zhou Xiaoyu's thumb was not an easy task.

Such a scene, especially since he was the one doing it himself, was indeed difficult for him to accept, at least psychologically.

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have bothered showing off my abilities. I should have let Zhou Chen do it. They were all veterans of the battlefield, so this was nothing.

Zhao Wenhao couldn't help but curse himself in his heart.

Originally, he wanted to continue cutting off Zhou Xiaoyu's other thumb, but the thought made him feel sick, so he chose to give up.

It's impossible to really kill someone, because if that happens, things will get really serious.

But he had to teach Zhou Xiaoyu a profound lesson and make him regret it. Otherwise, Zhao Wenhao himself would not be able to come to terms with it.

"Apply medicine to him, don't let him bleed out!"

Zhao Wenhao took the dagger and wiped it on Zhou Xiaoyu's clothes to remove the blood stains.

Zhou Chen went around behind Zhou Xiaoyu and took out gauze, medicine, alcohol and other items from his pocket.

After a few minutes, the wound was finally bandaged.

But at this time, Zhou Xiaoyu had fainted from the pain.

Zhao Wenhao walked up, pulled the cloth bag off his head, took out the cotton ball from his mouth, and put the cloth bag on his head again.

"Wake him up!" Zhao Wenhao pointed at Zhou Xiaoyu on the ground.

Zhou Chen stepped forward, pinched several acupoints of Zhou Xiaoyu, and then shook him.

Soon, Zhou Xiaoyu woke up slowly.

The pain came again and he couldn't help but scream.

It was only then that he realized the cotton ball in his mouth had been taken out.

"Don't kill me, really don't kill me. Do you want money? I'll give it to you, I really will. 1000 million? 3000 million? Just name a number, and my dad will definitely satisfy you."

Zhou Xiaoyu cried loudly and begged for mercy again.

And from his crotch, a hot stream suddenly shot out and gradually flowed all over the floor.

"what……"

Zhao Wenhao felt disgusted and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Please spare my life, sir, please spare my life!" Zhou Xiaoyu begged for mercy again, and was so scared that he became incontinent.

Zhao Wenhao coughed twice and said in a low voice, "Zhou Xiaoyu, you're so bold to play with my woman!"

Zhou Xiaoyu was obviously stunned, and the figures of several women appeared in his mind.

He didn't know which woman this big brother in front of him was seeking revenge for. Because, since he knew the world, he had experienced countless women.

Just this year, he has slept with dozens of women. How could he know which big brother he offended?

"Brother, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I won't do it again. Please spare my life. I will never play with women again!"

Zhou Xiaoyu ignored the piercing pain in his fingers and quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed his head to the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly.

While kowtowing, he also begged for mercy loudly.

The deep voice sounded again: "Today is a lesson for you. If you dare to be arrogant again next time, I will not only cut off your finger, but also cut off your penis and throw it to the dogs!"