Self-guided daily life after rebirth

Not to mention the more discussed network.

Weibo, Tieba, Zhihu, Douban...

Falling one after another, participating one after another.

Mr. Zhu's misdeeds were stripped clean, even his usually kind-hearted old father was stripped down to nothing.

The Internet is a microscope, and once exposed to the gaze of the Internet, no trace of evil can escape—whether it’s a condom broken by Wikipedia founder Assange or a cat brutally murdered by an old lady in a rural American country .

The internet seems to be omnipotent.

So it was really windy.

Countless breezes swept through, and gradually gathered into a tornado piercing the sky, setting off huge waves, turning the sky upside down in an instant.

Butterfly wings finally fan the hurricane.

During an avalanche, every snowflake is bravely rushing to the end of the world.

……

Mr. Zhu's expression finally turned ferocious. He stepped over, grabbed Su Tong's collar tightly, and roared:

"You fucking did it on purpose, right? You were caught by me on purpose, right! Everything was in your plan...everything was there...whether you were caught by me or everything after that was all arranged by you in advance OK! Tell me! Right!"

His eyes widened desperately, his canthus tearing apart.

Su Tong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The laughter became louder and wilder, and in the end it had a somewhat sickly distorted taste.

But his eyes became more and more calm, even cold.

After laughing, he finally nodded:

"of course."

The answer is extremely short.

Young master Zhu's eyes were bloodshot, but he let go of Su Tong's collar, staggered back two steps, hugged his head, and pulled his hair vigorously.

"It's you!" He screamed madly, "It really is you!"

But he raised his head again, showing sick eyes from the messy hair, and looked at the black man beside him, grinning:

"You are very powerful, Su Tong... you can push me to this point... I should have sent you to see your poor old man back then and let you meet in the underworld—but it's not too late now, nor is it now Isn't it late?"

He reached out and grabbed the black's muscular forearm, grinning:

"You should never have sent yourself in front of me...you are a lamb waiting to be slaughtered now, Su Tong, anyway, I have committed too many things, and I can't escape, so I might as well drag you down to cover my back Ah...you think so, Su Tong?"

His tone became more and more gentle, but at the end of the sentence, he suddenly became sharp and resentful:

"Martin! Kill him!"

Su Tong raised his head and looked at the black man, with a bright and warm smile on his face—he even had time to blink.

But a helpless female voice suddenly came from the door:

"Damn...silly roe deer, you are really worrying."

Mr. Zhu, who was already nervous, subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, and asked sharply:

"Who! Who's there!"

The eldest lady walked out from behind the door with her arms folded, followed by a little maid in a black uniform holding a dagger and a high-voltage electric shock baton.

When Su Tong saw the indifference in his eldest lady's eyes, it disappeared in an instant, completely turning into a gentle smile, and then shook his head as a greeting:

"Miss, are you here?"

The eldest lady cast a sideways glance at him angrily:

"If I don't come again, you will be beaten to death. What's the matter, you want me to collect your body in such a hurry?"

"That's impossible," Su Tong smirked, "Actually, even if you don't come, miss, I can control the situation."

Then he turned his head again, looked at Young Master Zhu with a sluggish face, and smiled kindly:

"Mr. Zhu, have you ever wondered why you ran into Martin when you were looking for someone to tie me up? It's good to have someone give you a pillow when you're sleepy. The question is, do you know who gave you the pillow? — Martin?"

The black Martin came to Su Tong in two steps and bowed his head respectfully:

"Mr. Su."

The offense and defense changed positions in an instant.

The outcome is reversed!

[To be continued]

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Chapter 52 Game

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The planning started after returning home.

First of all, Su Tong used himself as a bait to deliberately scare the snakes out of the hole, but Uncle Chen, who was Mr. Zhu's informant, naturally couldn't guess that Su Tong sent them to the door on purpose.

The five-layer game and the thousand-layer theory can be generalized.

Uncle Chen is on the second floor.

Then he sent Martin, who had been ordered in advance, to Mr. Zhu's side. After investigating the information of the rich second generation, he found out his character and behavior pattern, so Mr. Zhu should have taken the bait as a matter of course.

Mr. Zhu is on the third floor.

In the end, through the company's channels and traditional paper media, the government agencies reported and completed the final offensive, making Zhu's father and son notorious. If the family property is destroyed once, the rest of their lives should be spent in prison.

At this time, the eldest lady who was notified by Martin should be able to arrive just in time...By the way, a rescue hero?

Su Tong thought about it, and turned his eyes to the face of the young lady who was smiling all the time, but he muttered in his heart.

So... which floor is Missy on?

Is it the fifth floor?

After all, even Martin, a professional twenty-five-year-old, didn't seem to surprise her at all.The eldest lady just stood there, but it seemed as if she was holding a wisdom pearl, and everything was under control.

But a muffled sound suddenly came from the direction of Mr. Zhu next to him.

Su Tong looked at it subconsciously—probably because he had suffered too much in a short period of time, and Mr. Zhu, whose body had been hollowed out by the wine, had already collapsed on the ground with a dull expression.

Sensing Su Tong's gaze, Mr. Zhu, who was almost demented, managed to lift his spirits, and numbly asked:

"Why...you have the evidence and resources in your hands to destroy me and my dad...but you want to come up with such tricks..."

He raised his head, like a fish with mouth opening and closing in a dry pond short of water, his eyes were lifeless.

Su Tong actually thought about it quite seriously, then walked over, knelt down in front of him, still with a bright and warm smile of innocence, innocence, and harmlessness.

"Because it's so cool."

He grinned, showing eight shiny teeth, and smiled.

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"...In this way, the bad guys got their due punishment, and the good guys sang and danced... It's just that some things that have been lost can never come back."

Su Tong squatted in front of the tombstone, speaking softly.

His father used to tell him bedtime stories as a kid.

Now it is he who tells his own story to his father who has been sleeping for a long time.

It's a role reversal, and maybe...

inherited.

Su Tong raised his head, looked at his father's black and white face in front of the tombstone, stretched out his hand to touch it slightly, and then let out a long breath.

"I avenged you," he said, "father."

……

It was a long time before the eldest lady finally saw Su Tong stand up.

It's just that squatting for a long time may have some blood circulation, so the steps along the way are staggering, not so much walking as moving.

In short, he staggered and finally moved in front of her, and she calmly stared at Su Tong's eyes and asked:

"Have you finished talking?"

"Well," Su Tong smiled as if relieved, "It's over, although I know that Dad can't hear him anymore, but it's just like what my mother always said...but please feel at ease."

"Yes, yes, but please feel at ease, that is, the price for your peace of mind is really not small-a furniture industry giant in the province was sent to prison by you, his son and Lao Tzu, and a group of people involved in your father's case back then All the people have been slapped down, and the interests behind it are already intricate, and under such a big wave and bloody storm... I don't know how many people have fallen."

As the young miss spoke, she gave Su the same sideways look angrily:

"Besides, where do you have the confidence to risk yourself, you silly roe deer, just because of those two scumbags, one old and one young? Are they worthy?"

"Ah this..."

Su Tong was speechless.

But listening to the eldest lady's words, it seems that what made her angry was not the bloody storm that sounded shocking in the previous paragraph... but the calm complaints in the back?

He just scratched his head and explained:

"Didn't I tell you everything, miss, I must have been fully prepared to go up this reckless way, no matter what, there is no danger - Martin is protecting me, and Mr. Zhu is a waste who is addicted to drinking and sex. Can't hurt me."

The eldest lady just snorted coldly, noncommittal.

But as long as he is willing to talk to him, it proves that there is still a possibility of rescue.

Thinking of this, Su Tong leaned forward graciously, took out a lollipop from his pocket, unwrapped the sugar coating, and handed it to the eldest lady respectfully.

Give the boss a lollipop.jpg

He has always kept all kinds of candies on his body since he got mixed up with the eldest lady-it's just that after he developed such a good habit, the eldest lady often carelessly forgot to bring candies with him.

Habit is a terrible force, isn't it?

The young lady who was handed the lollipop glanced at Su Tong, but she didn't refuse. She took it casually and put it in her mouth, then muttered vaguely:

"In short, I didn't train you for you to risk your life and charge... What I want you to be is a general, not a soldier, and you have to strategize and win thousands of miles away instead of taking off his clothes for the enemy to embarrass me—but this time, let me spare you I've passed you, but there will never be a next time!"

The girl's eyes became dangerous.

Su Tong also smiled flatteringly:

"Alright, alright, I will listen to what you say, miss... I will definitely do it next time!"

The eldest lady nodded.

It's just that the mood is somewhat complicated.

If I had to say it, did Su Tong's actions and plans this time satisfy her?

Naturally satisfied.

Couldn't be more pleased.

He made all the plans in advance, and ran to the opposite base camp alone to pretend to be crazy and act stupid with more than one backhand left.

But how long has it been since she started training Su Tongqi?

It's just barely... no, not even a year.

Such a growth rate...

Is it too fast?

She was suddenly worried.

Is it... playing too big?