Zhang Chao pursed his lips and smiled: "Well... we'll talk about it later. Let's recover first. Do you have enough money? I still have a few thousand here. I'll go to the cash machine to get it for you later."

"No need... I didn't spend much on last month's salary. We brothers can work together for ten days and a half. The injury is almost healed. Let's just find a job again! There are people here, but I'm afraid I won't make any money.

?" Onion said with a smile.

"You should keep that money for yourself. Isn't it time to go to college? The tuition for college has not been paid yet, right? I heard crazy people say that your grades are good? Are you still having a headache with the tuition for college?" Onion looked at Zhang Chao,

He tilted his head and asked.

"It's okay. Our brothers will find a job in the next two months and save some money. We should be able to save some money. Then we will think of other ways to make up enough!" Onion patted Zhang Chao's face.

Shoulder, comforted.

He rolled his eyes at Onion angrily: "That's nonsense... You don't have to worry about tuition fees. I have plenty of ways to make money."

Shitou sighed: "Boss Chang is rich and has brothers. Let's do this. It won't be unfair."

Zhang Chao looked at the ferocious-looking bald head and smiled: "It's okay, we all have these too. It's just time!"

A few people chatted casually, and Zhang Chao and Wang Feng went out to buy some food together. At the same time, Zhang Chao went to the cash machine, took out the remaining several thousand yuan, and took it back.

Throwing the money to Onion, the guy said nothing, and when Zhang Chaohan finally stared at Onion without saying a word, Onion smiled helplessly and temporarily accepted it.

"Let's do this for the time being... rest in peace and recover. We will talk about other things later." The matter happened because of himself. Zhang Chao can't pretend that nothing is wrong and ignore it. Boss Chang must pay the price for this matter.

It's not polite to come back and forth, so what if you have money? So what if you have people? Zhang Chao thought with a disdainful pout.

Not long after Zhang Chao and Wang Feng walked out of the rental house, Onion started to get dressed.

"Brother Cong, where are you going?"

"Get dressed and come take a look." Onion smiled faintly and buttoned his shirt.

Having known Zhang Chao for so many years, although Zhang Chao didn't say anything when he was here just now, Onion knows that Zhang Chao has never been one to suffer losses, and this matter will definitely not be given up so easily.

After getting into a taxi, Zhang Chao went directly to the hardware market, bought an extra-large screwdriver, put it in his arms, and walked towards the Central Hospital.

"How is it?" Onion looked at Wang Feng with a wry smile.

"Is he crazy? Go alone?" Wang Feng looked at Onion in confusion and asked.

"Just make up for it. Too many people are getting in the way. Madman and Gao Jian, wait downstairs. If you hear anything, call me. Shitou, come up with me." Congtou calmly made arrangements and watched Zhang Chao enter the hospital from a distance.

Finally, he quickly greeted Shitou and followed him.

Zhang Chao, who had just been discharged from the hospital, returned to the hospital again. Carrying a screwdriver, Zhang Chao walked towards the ward area as if nothing had happened.

In the corridor of the surgical ward, Zhang Chao poked his head in front of each ward door and looked at...

Chang Laosan's head was wrapped like a cloth ball, and he was lying on the hospital bed with a bruised nose and face, watching TV.

In front of the hospital bed, a young man in his twenties was peeling an apple with his head down.

"Third brother, it's okay. After you are discharged from the hospital, my elder brother will take you to take revenge. Aren't you just a few little bastards?"

"Brother, that turtle grandson is so cruel! He's going to beat me to death! He told me to kneel down, but if I don't kneel down, he's really going to smash my head!" Chang Laosan shook his head with lingering fear.

Boss Chang's sinister eyes stopped on the fruit knife in his hand, smiled coldly, and said slowly: "It's okay, brother, I'll take them all back and let them kneel down for you..."

While they were chatting, Zhang Chao flashed past the door of the ward.

There were only two people in the ward. Zhang Chao, who was leaning against the ward door, pressed his back tightly against the wall, blinked, and looked around at the surrounding environment.

He put his right hand into his arms and was about to take out the screwdriver and rush into the ward when Onion and Shitou walked up the stairs quickly.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Chao asked with a frown.

"Shh... is this the ward?" Congtou, like Zhang Chao, leaned on the other side of the door and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Chao nodded helplessly.

Onion didn't say much, he just pulled the hem of his shirt, took out a sharp knife from his waist, and gave Shi Shi a look.

Peng... kicked open the door of the ward, and the three of them filed in like hungry wolves.

As soon as Mr. Chang, who was holding the fruit knife, turned his head, Onion grabbed him by the collar and pressed him on the bedside table. The tip of the sharp knife in his hand was directly pressed against Mr. Chang's throat.

"Don't move, I'll kill you if I move!" Onion said in a cold voice.

Shi Shi turned around quickly and closed the door from the inside.

Chang Boss raised his head and stared at Onion: "What do you want to do? It's not over, right?"

Zhang Chao walked over slowly and looked down at Boss Chang's eyes: "Who's finished? Did you lead someone to kill our brother?"

"Who are you?" Boss Chang narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Chao.

"You're the one who wants to kill you!" Zhang Chao said, turning to one side, reached out and pinched the wrist of Chang's right hand behind his back, and pulled out Chang's right hand little by little.

In Boss Chang's right hand, he tightly held the fruit knife of about 20 centimeters.

Shaking his head in amusement, Zhang Chao dragged Boss Chang's right hand little by little to the metal cabinet beside the bed, pressed Boss Chang's wrist, and looked at Boss Chang with raised eyebrows: "Why are you hiding the knife?"

Boss Chang swallowed his saliva: "I'm peeling an apple..."

"Where's the apple?"

"exist……"

Poof...Peng! Without any warning, Boss Chang just turned his eyes and looked at the apple that rolled to the ground. Zhang Chao swung the screwdriver held behind his back in his left hand and without any hesitation, directed it at Boss Chang.

The back of my right hand was pierced.

The tip of the screwdriver penetrated the flesh and bones with a popping sound, and then directly hit the iron sheet of the iron cabinet. With a muffled sound, it also penetrated the iron sheet.

"Uh...ah!" Boss Chang was about to struggle in severe pain. Zhang Chao directly pinched Boss Chang's mouth and squeezed it hard.

Onion slowly let go of his hand, took back the sharp knife in his hand, and turned his attention to Chang Laosan who was shivering on the hospital bed.

"Shout...scream for help?" Zhang Chao smiled strangely, slowly backed away, and finally released his right hand that was holding Chang's chin.

Being nailed to the iron cabinet, Boss Chang was sweating in pain down the tip of his nose and rolling down his forehead. His face was pale with pain, his teeth were grinning, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he looked at Zhang Chao fiercely.
Chapter completed!