PFC Chapter 411 The Villain in the Comic is Pretty Handsome (7)
Chapter 411 The Villain in the Comic is Pretty Handsome (7)
Zhao Hongyi stood there, and time seemed to stand still.
He stared intently in the direction Jiang Chen had left, his mind filled with many childhood memories.
He was beaten by several older students who forced him to kneel down and call them grandpa.
Zhao Hongyi gritted his teeth and fought desperately, but unfortunately he was too thin and weak and outnumbered.
Just when he felt he was about to die, Jiang Chen appeared.
He was like a ray of light illuminating his dark and hopeless heart.
That day, Jiang Chen only had a badminton racket in his hand, but he showed no fear when facing several boys who were a head taller than him.
He is brave and capable.
However, he was injured, and the matter was only dropped when the other party recognized that his father was a policeman.
Why did they hit you?
“My father is a murderer, and my mother… is a prostitute.”
After Zhao Hongyi finished speaking in a low voice, he assumed that Jiang Chen would avoid him like everyone else.
But he reached out his hand to him without any hesitation.
"That's not your fault, nor is it a reason for them to bully you."
The scene shifts, and Zhao Hongyi has already left that cold and damp little house.
He moved into Jiang Chen's room and learned martial arts and shooting with him.
But in front of Jiang Chen, he always seemed timid and incapable of doing anything right.
"Perhaps these things are not suitable for you. When I grow up and become a policeman, I will protect you."
Jiang Chen smiled gently.
……
Zhao Hongyi didn't want to recall it anymore. Who needed his protection? He had only used Jiang Chen.
Back then, I secretly worked hard behind the scenes and was far superior to him in every aspect.
He owned his first bar at the age of seventeen and had more than a hundred henchmen under his command.
That idiot Jiang Chen knows nothing.
I avenged him today, so we're even now, and we'll keep to ourselves from now on.
His expression was aloof as he slowly walked forward.
His heart ached inexplicably; he felt as if he were waiting for something.
Waiting to die?
Jiang Chen involuntarily came to mind again, saying that they would be good brothers for life.
Zhao Hongyi sneered, "There is no such thing as a lifetime in this world."
He continued walking forward, not knowing where he was going.
Before I knew it, I had arrived at the rooftop and was watching the helicopter drive away.
He felt a sense of relief.
Suddenly, gunshots rang out from behind.
For a moment, Zhao Hongyi's blood seemed to freeze.
He was shot, as if it were his destiny, so he accepted death without any resentment.
He slowly fell down, only to see a familiar figure approaching him.
"Hongyi!"
Upon hearing Jiang Chen's voice, Zhao Hongyi's calm heart was thrown into turmoil once again.
"I told you I don't want to see you, so why are you still here? Get out!"
Zhao Hongyi was in pain even when he was breathing; the bullet had hit his heart.
Wait!
Zhao Hongyi suddenly remembered something extremely important: he had no heart!
Where is his heart?
I don't remember, anyway, that's all.
Jiang Chen held him and shot and killed anyone who approached them.
"Zhao Hongyi, I've said we're brothers for life. No matter how many secrets you've hidden, I'll never abandon you."
"Who cares about brothers, Jiang Chen? I've already paid back what I owed you."
After saying this, Zhao Hongyi coughed up blood.
He seems to be reaching his limit.
"Don't talk, I'll take you away." Jiang Chen helped him up, and the helicopter returned.
“You don’t know my true identity yet,” Zhao Hongyi said in a low voice. “I’m a bad guy. I run casinos, bars, and… I sell guns and ammunition. These hands of mine have taken many lives…”
Jiang Chen looked terrible, but he still didn't give up on him.
Even so, he had to admit that Zhao Hongyi had never betrayed their brotherhood.
He is about to die, and if he is guilty, Jiang Chen is willing to take the blame for him.
"Let me go..." Zhao Hongyi's consciousness gradually faded.
"I won't let go." Jiang Chen was also very stubborn.
The helicopter circled above them, and suddenly the people on it opened fire.
Jiang Chen's attention was focused on his surroundings and Zhao Hongyi, and he did not notice the people on the helicopter.
On the contrary, Zhao Hongyi saw it; someone wanted him dead!
He shielded Jiang Chen with his body, protecting him in his arms.
"Zhao Hongyi!" Jiang Chen panicked. "You can't die, you absolutely cannot die!"
"It's so noisy, I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while..."
After Zhao Hongyi finished speaking, he leaned against Jiang Chen and closed his eyes.
When Zhao Hongyi opened his eyes again, he was back on the pink bed.
His eyes looked even more vacant.
Gangzi stood in front of him, bent down, and asked softly, "Do you want to know what happened next?"
"Jiang Chen is dead too..."
Zhao Hongyi didn't even hesitate before speaking.
Gangzi nodded, his guess was spot on.
Jiang Chen didn't intend to go back alive, and he wouldn't be able to anyway.
How can someone with blood on their hands live with a clear conscience?
Moreover, his best brother lost his life here because of him.
He held Zhao Hongyi's body and wailed, "Zhao Hongyi, we promised to die on the same day, in the same month, in the same year, that wasn't a joke..."
After hearing this, Zhao Hongyi's eyes welled up with tears.
He died in the end.
It turns out he couldn't change anything.
Looking at the despairing Zhao Hongyi, Su Dingding admired Tang Guo'er as a master of mental torture.
Everything in this little world was planned by Tang Guo'er long ago.
Zhao Hongyi awakened, but he didn't realize that each time he returned to the comic world, it wasn't out of his own free will.
He seemed to have escaped the cage, but in reality, he was still inside it.
The repeated deaths and witnessing of death were his punishment.
Su Dingding just wanted him to live again of his own free will.
"Do you want to go back again?" Su Dingding asked.
For a long time, Zhao Hongyi remained silent.
"Don't you want to go back?" Su Dingding asked again.
“I want to go back,” Zhao Hongyi’s gaze suddenly regained its firmness, “but can the time be brought forward again?”
"Anything in exchange?" Su Dingding asked deliberately.
Zhao Hongyi answered very seriously, "As long as Jiang Chen lives well."
Su Dingding had no reason not to agree.
This time, however, she took one of Zhao Hongyi's arms.
This was cruel to him, but Zhao Hongyi still did not hesitate.
Upon seeing the severed arm on the table, Su Dingding kicked Zhao Hongyi into the world of comics.
The story goes back to when Jiang Chen learned who his enemy was and hesitated about whether to resign.
Just then, he received a call that Zhao Hongyi had been in a car accident, losing an eye, a broken arm, and suffering heart damage.
Jiang Chen temporarily put aside his hatred in order to take care of Zhao Hongyi.
However, Zhao Hongyi dared not relax and continued to make secret arrangements in a tight and meticulous manner.
He spared no effort and finally brought good news: Li Tianxiong was dead!
He was assassinated, and his death was horrific.
Jiang Chen felt conflicted after learning about this.
His enemy was dead, but he hadn't personally captured him.
However, it's been fifteen years, so at least I can give my family an explanation now.
Of course, he doesn't need to resign.
However, Zhao Hongyi's condition worsened day by day, and he urgently needed a heart transplant!