Chapter 15

The night gradually became richer, the pale blue sky was stained with dark ink, and the dim clouds covered the afterglow of the sunset.

Chen Kong stopped in front of the low-key single-family building not far away, looked up, and saw a simple and design-rich sign imprinted with a simple English word;

“uzzel”

The other students around them whispered in excitement, muttering about the deeds of Xu Linsheng, who was celebrating his birthday.

——The family is well-off, the school is maintained, the means and resources are available, and the appearance is pretty good.

Basically, he is the winner of life in school. Even though he is arrogant and arrogant, many people still buy it.

Chen Kong followed them slowly, and listened to the whole story of this person without hesitation.

In fact, there is no other reason why he followed him...

He has seen Xu Linsheng's name in the plot - he is the one who found out that Han Li's true identity was the abandoned son of the Han family, and the one who took the lead in excluding jealousy and malice, and he was also him. His eyes were cruelly dug out by Han Li in the plot point.

Chen Kong turned his head and looked around the students around him without a trace. He didn't see Han Li in the crowd.

After all, in the plot, before the protagonist was transferred, Han Li was a semi-vacuum in the entire class. In addition, Xu Linsheng had an inexplicable hostility towards him from the beginning, so it was not uncommon for him not to be invited this time.

Xu Linsheng, who was walking in front of the crowd, showed the card in his hand to the waiter guarding the door.

The group walked into uzzel smoothly.

The decoration inside the door is unexpectedly simple, and the appearance of the building is more like a collection of some concepts, with horizontal and vertical lines, sharp and decisive lines, with a sense of inhumanity, but after integration, it has a different charm. It is very different from those luxury clubs that once mingled in the sky, even the air is filled with the depravity.

Chen Kongyou raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised by his boss's taste.

There are six floors in uzzel. They were led into the independent private room on the fourth floor. Compared with the edges and corners in the lobby, the decoration in the private room is more gentle and gorgeous. The light beams ignited around them tightly wrap the room like bead chains surrounding the neck, making the entire private room look shining and pleasing to the eye.

Xu Linsheng sat down in the middle of the box, and all the other invited students sat down in sequence according to their closeness and distantness.

Chen Kong very consciously chose a position located in the blind spot of the light and sat down quietly.

The colorful wine was delivered like flowing water, and the private room was soon filled with the sound of buzzing conversations and clashing with cups. The atmosphere of the whole room gradually became active, the music gradually changed violently, the lights gradually dimmed, and people's courage seemed to be getting bigger and bigger under the urging of darkness and alcohol, and the game scale in the center of the room was getting bigger and bigger.

Chen Kong sipped the juice in the glass boredly, and made a lot of money on his eyes and yawned indifferent interest.

He stood up from his seat and left the box without attracting anyone's attention.

The corridor is quiet, with soundproof walls and noisy music enclosed in the room. Only when the door is opened and closed can a note be heard overflowing from the private room.

Chen Kong went to the smoking area to smoke a cigarette, then caught a waiter and asked the location of the toilet. As soon as he walked to the corner, he heard a conversation coming from a distance.

I heard a low male voice ask irritably, "...Where did Cheng Chen go? Why can't he find him anywhere?"

Another man stumbled and said, "No, I don't know, no one saw him walking there."

Chen Kong narrowed his eyes slightly - he was not familiar with both voices, but he seemed to be very familiar with himself inside and outside, and... he was not in good intentions.

He moved slightly, found a more hidden place to hide his body, and continued to listen.

“…Not in the private room either?”

"Yes, yes, his classmates said they didn't see him."

The irritable man lowered his voice and scolded, "Bastard! I've told you the location but I can't find anyone. I should have broken your legs in the venue!"

The venue...?

Chen Kong was stunned for a moment, a vague guess took shape in his heart. He leaned out a little and looked in the direction of the sound with the dim light in the corridor.

At the end of the empty corridor, two men stood face to face, with their backs facing Shenkong, tall and strong. From their ankles and wrists, they could be seen that they were Jian Jiazi. The man facing Shenkong was just shivering in fear and exposing his face to the light.

A long, bony face with a waxy yellow color that is sleep-deprived, and her timid eyes were spinning smartly and greedily in the deep concave eye sockets, as if she was always thinking about something shameful, her lips were thin and dull, her cheekbones were high and prominent, and she looked mean and decadent.

Shenkong's pupils suddenly tightened, and he felt his head burst into pain.

The alarm sound of the system came from my ears, but it seemed as if it was isolated from glass, becoming blurred and distant, almost indistinguishable.

Countless strange scenes suddenly popped up in my mind.

The boy, much thinner than his peers, curled up tightly in the corner of the wall. The thin door panels as thin as paper cannot isolate the endless beatings and abuse outside the door. The woman's crying and screaming was covered by kicks and insults. He could only hear the twisted voice suddenly burst out in chaos, and kept shouting, "Give me money! What about money! Bitch, where are you hiding the money!"

In the mourning hall where the chasing and black and black were interspersed, the older boy knelt in front of the woman's black and white photos and cried sadly. The man rushed in in a hurry, and a red and greedy light flashed in his deep sunken eyes. He kicked the boy away and snatched the money he borrowed from his relatives and neighbors from his hands. He said in a daze, "Dad will be able to make a profit soon. When he makes money, I will buy her a mahogany coffin. If his father doesn't pay it back, his legs will be broken..." He said as he grabbed the door.

The picture slowly escaped from his mind, and the halo hanging on the top of the corridor turned vaguely in front of his eyes, and finally slowly stabilized.

The sound of the system in the ear finally became clearer. "...The temporary identity emotion is triggered, please pay attention to the correction officer and do not be affected too much."

Chen Kong looked up and looked at the man standing at the end of the corridor again.

He found the memory of that ugly face in his mind, Cheng Zekang, the gambling father who was Cheng Chen.

It seems that it is unrelated to the casino he went to that day. Although Chen Kong was arrogant and he would not have any trouble, what he didn't figure out was... why did these people choose to block him at uzzel?

He breathed lightly and listened quietly.

"I don't believe it anymore. The elevator has been cut off. All the stairs are guarded by our people. Wherever he can go! Go find it for me!"

As soon as the man's words fell, a varied sound of footsteps suddenly sounded at the entrance of the corridor in front of him. The tall figures of the three men turned from the other side of the corridor and walked towards Cheng Zekang.

Chen Kong quickly retreated along the darkness, and gently walked around the corner behind him, disappearing into their sight before they saw it.

He held his breath and lurked in the shadows. Suddenly, a hoarse and puzzled voice came from behind him.

“…Cheng Chen?”

Chen Kong suddenly turned his head and saw Han Li standing not far behind him, staring at him with a slightly frown. The lights in the corridor hit the top of his head, dividing his profound face into pictures of light and dark intertwining, but his whole face was radiantly red.

I wonder if it was Chen Kong's illusion, but he felt... Han Li's expression seemed a little distracted?

He turned his head and looked at the environment beside him. The confusion on his face became deeper, and he asked slowly, "Which floor am I... now?"

Sinking "..."

It seems not an illusion.

At this moment, Cheng Zekang's alert voice came not far behind him, "I heard that there seemed to be someone over there!"

"Go and go and have a look!"

Chen Kong's eyes sterned. He reached out and pulled Han Li, pushed open the nearest door beside him, and slid in on one side of his body.

In the darkness, he pressed Han Li against the wall, covered his palms with his mouth and nose, and said softly
Chapter completed!