Inaction Is Not An Option Chapter 8

The bodyguard had only read a few Feng Shui novels and discussed it with his brothers, so he couldn't be sure. He was afraid Ethan Fang would take it seriously and spread rumors, so he repeatedly reminded him: "Mr. Da Zhou is very sensitive about this, so don't spread these words. If he hears them, you'd better be careful..." As he spoke, he scratched his neck with his finger.

"You mean he's going to kill me?"

"Don't you know what the Zhou family does?" The bodyguard said, "They have many ways to shut someone up, and they don't necessarily have to see blood."

The most common thing in the entertainment industry is gossip. Ethan Fang has heard a lot of it before, such as who went crazy because of a black magic, who raised a ghost to change their luck, or who asked for a dzi bead to ward off evil and avoid disasters... He has always sneered at these things. Born under the red flag of New China, superstition is not allowed.

But these things are reasonable and legitimate in this world and they really exist.

"Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped."

The bodyguard threw a peanut into his mouth and suddenly changed the subject, "Who's on top between you and the Second Young Master?"

Ethan Fang remained calm, "I'll go up, he'll go down."

The bodyguard didn't believe it, "You can really control him with your body? You must be kidding."

Ethan Fang: "He looks good but is useless."

Ethan Fang was afraid that the bodyguard would dig into his secrets, so he just said hello, quickly cleaned up the trash, and left.

When he went up to the second floor again, the corridor was empty and quiet, with white moonlight covering the entire carpet, as if nothing had happened before.

Ethan Fang walked forward with his heart pounding.

The door was closed, just as it was when I left.

He pushed the door open and walked in, and saw that the room was divided into two by the moonlight, one half was covered in silver light, and the other half was dead and dark. On the illuminated side, the cabinet was overturned, the chair was smashed to pieces, the window was wide open, and the night wind blew the curtains, making a rustling sound.

"Hey, where are the people?" Ethan Fang asked puzzledly.

The room was unusually quiet. He walked a few more steps inside and looked around. His heart skipped a beat. "He ran away???"

Just as he finished speaking, someone suddenly rushed out from the darkness behind him and pressed him to the ground. His nose, which was not straight to begin with, hit the ground and blood started to flow from his nose.

There was a crisp sound, and a cold and heavy iron chain flashed before his eyes and wrapped around his neck.

Ethan Fang was so frightened that his legs were shaking, and his voice was trembling, "Zhou, Zhou Su?"

The man was breathing heavily, his tall and muscular body pressed against his back, his muscles tensed, like a beast ready to tear its prey apart at any time.

Ethan Fang raised his hands in surrender, "Look carefully, I don't have a weapon, I'm not here to hurt you, I promise."

Zhou Cu's breathing became heavier. Ethan Fang's scalp went numb. His life was hanging by a thread. If Zhou Cu tightened the chain casually, he would die immediately.

I swallowed hard and tried to make my voice gentle, "Chuch, I'm your friend."

"I K!ssed you a few days ago, but you got upset with me the next day. Have you forgotten about it?"

"Can you please keep your hands steady and stop pulling on the chain, brother? I'm here to get you out."

Under Ethan Fang's deliberately low-pitched coaxing, Zhou Chu was still in battle preparation mode, but at least he didn't pull the chain again. Ethan Fang turned around tentatively, and when he saw that the other party was not crazy, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the moonlight, he saw Zhou Su's appearance clearly. His hair was messy, his face was bruised and purple, and his eyes were bloodshot, gloomy and violent. He frowned and looked very uncomfortable.

Ethan Fang put his hand on his forehead. Although he was obviously scared, he still raised his face and said in a gentle voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you have a headache?"

The young man's palms were soft and tender, and the warmth was soothing, making people feel comfortable and familiar.

Zhou suddenly rubbed his forehead lightly on his palm. His eyes became clear for a moment, but just as his chaotic brain was about to become clear, the stabbing pain in his head began again.

Ethan Fang was about to say something, but was suddenly pushed away roughly. Zhou suddenly vented his anger by overturning the steel-framed bed, and then rushed to the other side, picked up a half-person-high vase and threw it on the ground. After another round of violent smashing and destroying, the room was completely reduced to ruins, like a hurricane passing through.

Zhou Cu still couldn't calm down. The severe pain made him angry and he forgot everything. Only instinctive venting could make him feel better. He pulled the chains desperately, trying to break free, and he didn't even notice that his neck was cut by the handcuffs and was bleeding.

Ethan Fang had seen different Zhou Cu, some with expressionless faces, some cold and awkward, some shivering in his arms, but he had never seen such a scary and pitiful Zhou Cu.

He walked over and said, "Be quiet, I'll find a way to get the handcuffs off for you."

Zhou suddenly let out a terrifying growl, his eyes were full of ferocity, and he was on guard. Ethan Fang also got angry and yelled at him, "You are Fcuking crazy, not deaf. I know you can hear me! Can't you just cooperate?!"

Zhou Chu could indeed hear it, but he was not clear-headed and could not remember who the young man was. He subconsciously felt that he would be violated. Therefore, Ethan Fang was fierce, and he was more fierce than him, and his fists were clenched and creaked.

Ethan Fang shrank back, gave in in a second, and wanted to run away again.

He moved cautiously towards the door, but Zhou suddenly narrowed his scarlet eyes and moved so swiftly that before he could even see clearly, he was grabbed by the shoulder and fell to the ground.

The thick carpet had been kicked away to who knows where. Ethan Fang heard his bones creaking in pain. "Zhou, Fcuk you!"

The more pain Ethan Fang felt and the more he cursed, the stronger Zhou Cu's grip became. The sound was really too noisy and gave him a splitting headache. He just wanted this man to shut up immediately.

So he pinched Ethan Fang's cheeks.

The flesh on the young man's face was so tender and soft that it turned red with a little force. Ethan Fang's mouth was forced open, his eyes were red, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he looked miserable.

He wanted to cry in pain, and he clenched his fists stubbornly and punched Zhou Chu in the face, but was easily defused by the other party. In the end, both of his hands were grabbed and pressed on top of his head, and the man also pressed his knees with his legs.

This was a shameful and humiliating posture. Ethan Fang felt wronged, scared, and indignant. The noisy people quieted down, and Zhou suddenly felt that his headache was not as painful anymore.

Looking at the young man's red face, he was stunned for a moment, and a certain fragment flashed through his mind. He vaguely remembered that the lips seemed very soft and warm, making people want to bite them off, then slowly taste them and swallow them into their stomach.

Ethan Fang looked at the ceiling in despair, thinking that he would probably die tonight. He didn't even notice Zhou Chu approaching until his lips were fiercely bitten...

Zhou Ershao probably really has rabies. He bit his lips fiercely without sticking out his tongue. He just bit them!

Ethan Fang was terrified, his whole body was shaking, and all the curses and pleas for mercy in his mouth were swallowed by Zhou suddenly, even his tongue was not spared!

The mad dog Zhou bit more and more happily, as if he wanted to swallow it, but was reluctant to do so. He always took a few big bites and then licked it.

Ethan Fang felt like he was hanging upside down in the crater of a volcano. The person pulling the rope was very mean, sometimes pulling the rope up, sometimes letting it down, leaving him wandering in the fear of life and death.

Going crazy.

Zhou Chu is such a Fcuking inhuman!