In chaos.

No one noticed that the confusion in Chen Dong's eyes dissipated instantly.

Instead, there is a scarlet color that makes people feel chilled and fearful, and a fierce and bloodthirsty glow.

Even Zhang Lidong, who was face to face, never noticed it because of the angle!

In an instant.

Chen Dong seems to be a ferocious beast that chooses people to devour.

Just for a moment, the scarlet red and fierce light in his eyes disappeared, and they returned to being blurry and erratic.

"What? Mr. Zhang, please speak louder, it's too noisy, I didn't hear you clearly!"

Chen Dong pretended to be confused and said loudly and drunkenly.

"hehe!"

Zhang Lidong sneered disdainfully, but gently patted Chen Dong's face twice with his left hand.

Disdainfully, with these two slaps, Chen Dong looked like an ant in his eyes.

"Done!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Lidong pushed Chen Dong's head away and clinked glasses with Chen Dong forcefully!

Chen Dong held the broken wine glass tightly with his right hand, and with such strong strength, he didn't let even a drop of wine flow out from the crack.

Under the light.

He smiled drunkenly, swaying his body, raised his head, and drank the wine in one gulp.

As he raised his head, his eyes looked toward the light, and his drunken eyes disappeared again.

Instead, there was ferocity and determination.

"Everything... will be returned one by one in the near future, and justice will be repaid!"

Chen Dong made a vow in his heart to be determined and determined!

As humble as dust, a bereft dog.

This state lasted until ten o'clock in the middle of the night.

With Zhuge Qing's help and excuses, Chen Dong finally left the banquet.

Chen Dong did not put down the broken wine glass.

Instead, he pretended to be drunk, yelled that he wanted to drink more, held it in his hand, and left the banquet hall.

When Zhuge Qing helped Chen Dong walk out of the banquet hall.

In the banquet hall behind me, the laughter seemed to be louder and louder.

Zhuge Qing's eyes were bloodshot and misty, his face was extremely gloomy, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around.

"Don't look back!"

Chen Dong scolded softly.

Zhuge Qing was filled with grief and anger, his lips pursed, and he was about to ask.

"Don't ask, go home!"

Chen Dong seemed to know Zhuge Qing's thoughts and directly stopped him.

Zhuge Qing supported him, but Chen Dong pretended to stagger. After walking into the car, Chen Dong released his right hand.

Wow…

The broken wine glass fell to the ground on the passenger side and scattered everywhere.

Chen Dong's right hand had already been scratched by fragments and was stained with blood. Drops of blood followed Chen Dong's hand and dripped towards the ground.

Zhuge Qing's pupils tightened and he was startled.

"Brother Dong, your hands..."

"It's okay. If you want to do it, do it without any mistakes!"

Chen Dong patted his right hand with his left hand, calmly picked up a tissue and wiped the blood on his right hand, and said to Zhuge Qing: "Get off the car and say hello to Uncle Meng. He should be outside during the banquet."

In fact.

Just as Chen Dong expected.

Mr. Meng has indeed been outside the banquet hall, watching and eavesdropping through the wall.

He did not allow his own mistakes to put Chen Dong into trouble. Even during the whole process of Chen Dong's humiliation, he wanted to break up the banquet and rescue Chen Dong countless times.

But Chen Dong's performance throughout the whole process surprised Master Meng. While he couldn't understand it, he also faintly sensed something unusual.

So, he endured it!

When Zhuge Qing found Master Meng, Master Meng's eyes were already red with tears in his eyes.

Zhuge Qing didn't say much, and after a few words, he turned and left.

Master Meng stopped in the darkness, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said sadly: "Dong'er... what are you enduring?"

The car drove away from the Siyin Club.

Under the stars and the moon, we walked along the mountain road lined with lights, heading towards the city.

Along the way.

Chen Dong lowered the car window halfway, rested his head on the car window, blew the night wind, and looked at the rapidly reversing street lights outside the window.

He dispelled part of the drunkenness, leaving part behind, immersed in this half-dream and half-awake state, enjoying the slightest bit of relaxation this state brought.

Zhuge Qing drove the car without breaking the tranquility in the car.

But in his mind, he recalled everything in the banquet hall.

humiliation!

anger!

resentment!

It’s hard to calm down!

He never thought that Chen Dong could be so humble!

Chen Dong tonight made him feel like a new person!

In his impression, Chen Dong was the man with all-powerful power and the world in his hands, the young, frivolous and indomitable man.

But tonight... this man bowed his head!

He bent his spine and buried himself in the dust.

Let the jokes of those clowns humiliate and ridicule you.

He pursed his lips countless times, wanting to ask Chen Dong.

But in the end they all endured it.

When a man... becomes like this, there is always a reason why he must do this!

The scenery outside the car gradually became more gorgeous.

Under the night sky, the neon lights in the city are colorful and still full of vitality.

Day and night, for a city, are the boundaries between two kinds of vitality.

It started to rain lightly in the sky.

There is a constant flow of vehicles on the road.

On the sidewalk, pedestrians were hurriedly driven by the light rain.

suddenly.

Chen Dong's eyes narrowed.

He saw a figure among the rushing crowd.

It was an old man wearing a raincoat and a stooped figure.

Pedestrians were hurrying, but the old man was sitting in a square on the side of the road, with a piece of cloth spread out in front of him and a flag beside him. On the flag were words such as fortune telling, divination... and a lamp beside him.

The old man just sat on the small bench, his whole body so hunched that he seemed to have curled up into a ball.

Light rain fell on the coir raincoat and straw hat, dripping along the brim of the hat and the tail of the coir raincoat to the ground.

Chen Dong laughed: "Zhuge Qing, stop the car!"

Crunch!

The car stopped.

Chen Dong hurriedly opened the door, braved the increasingly heavy rain, and ran towards the old fortune teller.
To be continued...