Chapter 125 Qi Fei’s Story

A ray of morning light pierced the clouds in the sky, shining on the second floor of the teahouse, with golden light shining.

Seeing that Mo Yan was so happy to admit defeat, Wang Zhuo's murderous aura also dropped by two points. "You know what you are."

"Where are things, hand over."

Looking at Wang Zhuo's hand stretched over, Cheng Moyan smiled bitterly and said, "I, I just said nonsense. Actually, there is nothing, it's gone long ago."

Wang Zhuo sneered and waved his hand: "Listen, right? I don't want my tongue anymore?"

Cheng Moyan suddenly cried out with a frown: "I really didn't lie to you! The thing was destroyed by the school seven years ago! I have witnesses!"

"Don't believe him!" Qi Fei said coldly: "This trash is the most lie, and he can't rely on a single word!"

Wang Zhuo picked up the knife in a flash. Cheng Moyan was frightened when he saw his devouring eyes and immediately retreated, shouting: "What are you going to do?! China is a legal society, and it is necessary to hurt people. Don't mislead yourself!"

"I'm sorry?" Wang Zhuo sneered, and the dagger in his hand threw circles up and down, saying, "You tell me about this with the thieves on the street who grew up eating raisins and drinking soy milk. Let's see if they listen to your persuasion or cut you!"

Qi Fei scolded: "Here Moyan, you still have the face to mention the legal society. Do you think extortion is not illegal?"

Cheng Moyan waved his hand straight: "I'm just borrowing money, not extortion..."

"I don't have time to listen to your longing!" Wang Zhuo stabbed him on the table, and the tip of the knife penetrated the table and exposed it from the bottom of the table. "Do you want to get a few slaughters, or hand over the things and speak with joy!"

Cheng Moyan hesitated for a moment and was about to tell the difference, Wang Zhuo pulled out the dagger again impatiently. Looking at the blade with cold light and the strong arms exposed after Wang Zhuo tearing off his sleeves, Cheng Moyan raised his hands in his ears and shook them, making a surrender statement from the Japanese army: "Don't be impulsive, I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over!"

"I am the high school champion of 100 and 1000 meters. You'd better not play tricks."

After warning, Wang Zhuo stepped forward and found his cell phone, walkman, wallet, key and other items from Cheng Moyan. He put them all into the souvenir bag he brought, and pinched his neck like a chicken, and walked downstairs.

It turned out that this teahouse had double doors, spanning two streets, with a storefront on each side. Cheng Moyan only paid attention to one side because he thought Wang Zhuo would go back to the inn where he was staying, but he didn't expect that Wang Zhuo came in directly from the gate of the other street and sat on the table with a screen separated from him.

After damaging the cup, teapot and table of the teahouse, Wang Zhuo sprinkled a handful of money on the collection table downstairs. No one cared about such a big noise. He had no favoritism for this teahouse. It was already considered to be a face-saving person to have such an attitude.

After inquiring, the three of them came to a nearby community hospital. Qi Fei's right hand cut two wounds deep and shallow wounds. Fortunately, he did not hurt the tendons and veins. Wang Zhuo gave him a lot of medical treatment. The old doctor was so energetic that he carefully sewed more than ten needles.

Those who know how to deal with wounds know that if the wound is in joints and other parts, it will be more stitched than ordinary positions. If you take into account future beauty and flexibility, the number of stitches will be more.

Qi Fei's wound is about two centimeters long. As usual, three needles are enough. Wang Zhuo's silver bullet attack caused her to suffer ten more needles, but after healing, the advantages will be revealed, and there should be only an inconspicuous small scar.

After the wound was treated, more than an hour had passed. Cheng Moyan kept sighing during this period. Every time he wanted to defend himself, he would be stared back by Wang Zhuo. If he talked too much, he would be kicked, and he would have no human rights at all.

The doctors and nurses of the community hospital turned a blind eye to this. They thought it was Cheng Moyan who injured Qi Fei, and they were suffering from it.

Land Rover cars drove into an unmanned alley, locked in four doors, and became Mo Yan's temporary cage.

Wang Zhuo and Qi Fei walked far away from the car, and Qi Fei then talked about their new and old grudges with Cheng Mo Yan.

It happened a long time ago. At that time, Qi Fei was still in his sophomore year, and Cheng Moyan was a lecturer who stayed at school to teach. The two met in the large classroom of public classes.

"Is this guy actually teaching political morality?" Wang Zhuo was speechless.

At that time, Qi Fei was a department flower and Cheng Moyan was a school grass. After being matched by a good girl, the two started dating. Cheng Moyan threatened Qi Fei to say that they would upload it to the Internet, which was the photos and video clips taken at that time.

Hearing this, Wang Zhuo couldn't help but have some bad associations. What kind of photos would it be? Gillian, Cecilia Cheung, or the beast?

"Stop thinking about it. If he handed it over, he can show it to you."

This sentence immediately made Wang Zhuo feel much more relaxed, otherwise, he really didn't know how to face Qi Fei. This kind of thing was too embarrassing!

Qi Fei continued to tell the story of that year. Later, a new teacher was assigned to the school. The woman took a fancy to Cheng Moyan and launched a chasing attack. After hearing that the woman's father was a senior leader of the Education Commission, Cheng Moyan soon fell in love with her.

"Later I realized that he liked me because my family was richer, but in the face of money and power, he chose to embark on the career path through that woman."

Qi Fei was dumped like this. A year later, Cheng Moyan got engaged, but his future father-in-law was immediately under double supervision. Cheng Moyan was also sent to the cold palace by the school and had no bright future.

At that time, like other ordinary girls, Qi Fei had just walked out of the shadow after her breakup and got very close to a boy and was about to establish a romantic relationship. Cheng Moyan got involved and asked to reconcile with Qi Fei.

被严辞拒绝后,成莫言恼羞成怒,大放厥词,结果被正准备和齐非恋爱的那个男生痛揍了一顿.他一怒之下,借着酒劲,跑到那个男生的班级qq群里发了几张照片,顿时在学校内掀起了轩然大波.

Later, Cheng Moyan was dealt with by the party discipline and was expelled from the school. Qi Fei was also persuaded to withdraw, and the relationship he had just developed with the boy was naturally broken.

Then, Cheng Moyan disappeared. After being hit this time, Qi Fei was depressed for two years before he gradually regained his optimism and confidence. Through self-taught, he independently worked hard in the field of jewelry design.

"At that time, the school told me that they had deleted my stuff from Cheng Moyan's computer." Qi Fei looked sad and sighed: "Later, I learned a certain amount of computer knowledge and realized that clearing the recycling bin is unreliable, and it is impossible to format it. It only needs to be used for low-level formatting."

"China is so big, how could it be that I met such an enemy from more than one billion people?" Wang Zhuo felt a little depressed after hearing this. Could it be that this is not an enemy that doesn't come together?

"No, I think he had planned it for a long time." Qi Fei sneered and said, "He has been in the dark and in the open. He knew that I was in the jade industry and liked to travel, so he would definitely come to this city, so he waited one step ahead and waited for the rabbit."

Wang Zhuo was half-believing and half-doubted: "Then why didn't he come to you directly?"

Qi Fei said affirmatively: "He has a home advantage here. If he comes to the door, he knows I will report the case immediately!"

Home advantage? Wang Zhuo laughed disdainfully, let’s see if it’s home advantage or his own sharp eyes!

Under Cheng Moyan's guidance, the car drove to a quiet residential area. After the three of them got off the bus, they arrived at the residence on Cheng Moyan's third floor in the community.

This apartment is about 60 square meters in size, and the room is a bit messy. It looks like a typical bachelor's residence, with unwashed clothes and socks that you changed casually all over the floor.

"It's all on the computer. There is an 8x125 hidden folder on the D drive. Sort the compressed files in it by size. The sixth largest one is."

Cheng Moyan pointed to the open bedroom door, and could hear the vague sound of computer fans coming from inside the living room.

Qi Fei went straight to the computer. Cheng Moyan was about to sit down on the sofa, but Wang Zhuo kicked him with a flying kick. Before he could get up, his hair was pulled firmly, and his belt was also buckled. He was lifted up and threw it out like a cloud of clouds.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Qi Fei hurriedly turned around and saw Cheng Moyan rolling and colliding on a wall in the living room, sliding down like a wall painting, slowly curling up into a ball, twitching one after another.

She coldly withdrew her gaze from Cheng Mo Yan and squeezed a reluctant smile at Wang Zhuo: "Try it, kill someone, and kill someone's fortune."

"If you fight again, you will be killed." Wang Zhuo grinned at her, "You go find something, I'll play with him for a while."

As he said that, he pulled out his belt, folded it around, and walked towards Cheng Moyan.

Cheng Moyan wanted to shout for help, but he didn't even have the strength to make a sound! He now regretted his behavior today because he never expected that this young man who looked very peaceful was actually a god of killing, and he was even more professional than a professional thug!

The pure cowhide belt gently patted Cheng Moyan's face, making a clattering sound. Cheng Moyan had no doubt that if Qi Fei couldn't find what she wanted, the belt would suddenly exert force and first remove a few of his teeth.

A moment later, Qi Fei's voice came from the room: "Wang Zhuo, ask him what is the password."

Before Wang Zhuo could speak, Cheng Moyan rushed to answer: "The password is 1878856, repeat three times!"

There was a crackling sound of typing, and then the room became quiet.

Wang Zhuo's eyes passed through the wall and landed on the computer screen. A list of files in the compressed package has just been expanded, all of which are videos in AV or JPG formats, and the image files are generated eight years ago. It seems that it is correct.

Withdrew his gaze, Wang Zhuo looked at Cheng Moyan with a smile and asked faintly: "There is still a backup? Are you planning to hand it over by yourself, or wait for me to search?"
Chapter completed!