Fierce Love: Dawn Mystery

Chapter23

"How is today?" Zhong Yisheng sat in the back seat of the car, with his arms crossed over his chest, watching the scenery out of the window quickly recede in front of his eyes. The streets in Hong Kong can be said to be wide or narrow, and the houses here can be said to be tall or short. He is not short either. Over the past few decades, he has gone from the narrowest street to the widest street, from the shortest house to the tallest house. What he really earns is only a few white hairs on the sideburns. Thinking of this, he suddenly has no reason Get sleepy.

Hong Kong is still the same, the same streets, the same houses.

"Same as the previous few days." Sakun drove very steadily, the warm wind in the car made people feel comfortable, and even his heart became peaceful. Zhong Yisheng was really sleepy, so he wanted to close his eyes and take a nap.

"What does he want to eat today?"

"It's because I haven't thought about it yet, I think yesterday's dishes are too greasy."

Zhong Yisheng couldn't help but sneered, the kaiseki cuisine is still greasy, Kim is really picky.

"Come on, it's getting late, let's go ask him together." His gentle smile softened the always stiff lines.

Sa Kun was very attentive when driving, so Zhong Yisheng's unaffected smile was not seen by him.

When he arrived at Kim's place, Zhong Yisheng took off his coat and handed it to the waiting servant. Under the white shirt, there were strong muscles. Except for the white hair on his head, it was difficult to see the signs of erosion by the years all over his body.

When he opened the door, Kim was lying on the bed and playing PSP. Someone came in and didn't even bother to take a look. It seemed that he had adapted well to the new environment.

Zhong Yisheng walked a few more steps to him, but Kim still didn't look at him.

"Looks like you're doing well."

Kim didn't respond all the time. Zhong Yisheng looked at what game he was playing with a smile. He didn't expect that when he turned his attention to the PSP, there was a big "GAME OVER" on it.

"It's unlucky." Kim threw the PSP to the ground, and it landed at Zhong Yisheng's feet.

Sa Kun's face changed, but Zhong Yisheng didn't look angry, but rather satisfied, he said, "Okay, now you can talk to me."

"Conversation? I'm really panic. Am I, a prisoner, qualified to talk to you?" He was locked up for five days, and only during meal time would one or two people walk in with faces like solid wood floors and say no. He put down his food and left without saying a word, and even when he went to the toilet, there was a special person following him, let alone taking a shower.

Even the best temper will be irritated, not to mention that Kim's temper has never been good.

"Of course, you are my guest." Zhong Yisheng was really aggrieved by these words. The orders he gave Sakun in the past few days were obviously everything he wanted except for any tools that might allow him to escape, so Kim now Only then can I show my face in good spirits.

"Is this how you treat guests?" The bright handcuffs on Kim's left hand were deliberately enlarged again, and Zhong Yisheng secretly resented that the handcuffs seemed to be too tight. He was only thinking about not letting him go, so he ignored a lot of...physiological problems.

He handed the key to Sa Kun and motioned him to uncuff Kim.

As soon as Sa Kun inserted the key into the keyhole, Kim gave him a solid punch that was ready to strike, and it hit the corner of the mouth impartially. Sa Kun stepped back in embarrassment, moved his cheek, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Kim unlocked it by himself, stood up from the bed, and successfully saw Zhong Yisheng's annoyed expression: "What? My heart hurts, you are quite sympathetic to your subordinates."

"Sakun is the champion of Thailand's underground ring, and you won't get much benefit from him." Zhong Yisheng's determination of Kim's recklessness is obviously lower than Mo Bei's by more than one rank.

His words successfully ignited Kim's long-lost fighting spirit. He moved his wrists with a sense of eagerness, and ignored Zhong Yisheng's warning: "How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

Sakun remembered Zhong Yisheng's order, hesitated to fight back, and was still not convinced.

"Sa Kun, there's no need to fight back."

The implication in this sentence can be heard by Sa Kun that it is possible to make a move, but this does not mean that Zhong Yisheng acquiesced that he can fight without any scruples, so he can basically only do some necessary parrying for Kim's attack, but Can't be serious.

But Kim's moves became more and more urgent, with a kind of relentless pressure, Sa Kun had the illusion that he was almost cornered, and the experience of struggling in the ring of the jungle began to awaken his instinct to fight back.

Kim has always been able to feel that Sa Kun's shots retain most of his strength, which is almost waterproof to play with him, which makes him very unhappy, and the frequency of attacks is also accelerated.

Suddenly, Sa Kun threw out a fist, with a sharp and swift sound of piercing through the air, Kim narrowly avoided it.

Such a domineering punch, Kim broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhong Yisheng's heart skipped a beat, he knew that Sakun was serious.

The input of the opponent made Kim dare not neglect. His punches are very powerful and skillful, fast, neat, and not sloppy. There will be strong pain in the hit parts, but his own fists can avoid major damage. After a few moves, Kim had no room to attack and just avoided with difficulty.

It has been a long time since Sa Kun met an opponent with the same momentum as Kim. The contest with Kim made him vividly recall the thrill of fighting. He didn't feel any disturbance around him. The fist has not yet hit him firmly.Sa Kun was concentrating on every move, and he was waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

"Sa Kun!" Zhong Yisheng couldn't help reminding, but Sa Kun didn't listen to him at all.

Kim's movements inevitably slowed down, but Sakun showed no sign of fatigue. It was already too strenuous to defend again, Sakun seized the opportunity and punched Kim's shoulder hard, with a clear bone crack, Kim was thrown against the wall and passed out.

Zhong Yisheng's expression changed drastically. Seeing that Sakun was about to attack, he hurried forward to block Kim's punch, and shouted, "Stop!"

Seeing clearly that the person standing in front of him was Zhong Yisheng, Sakun finally woke up from the frenzy, and stepped back guiltily.

Zhong Yisheng squatted down to check on Kim's injuries, but he didn't expect that the person who had just lost consciousness suddenly reached out and grabbed his throat with such force that he didn't look like an injured person at all.

"Brother Sheng!" Sa Kun exclaimed and successfully attracted everyone outside the door.

Kim watched the men in black quickly draw out their pistols and aimed them at his head, smiled contemptuously, and with a little more strength in his hands, he yelled at them: "If you don't want your boss's life, just let the horse go!" come on."