Chapter 164: : Teaching place 02

Hearing that name, a fright flashed across the boy's face.
Zheng Quzhi caught the look of fear, his heart relaxed slightly, and continued: "I am from Wei Zhai. If you want to do anything to me, Wei Yan will not let you go."
The young man did not release his hand as Zheng Quzhi expected. Instead, he grasped tighter and said viciously again: "What if you have Mr. Wei to protect you! If you agree to me, it is equivalent to signing a contract with me. Help me finish, I will pester you forever!"
Zheng Quzhi: "..."
Thinking of the man before, Zheng Quzhi was silent. What should he do? Why is he so desperate to come out today?
"Then what do you want me to do?" After weighing it for a long time, Zheng Quzhi said with discretion.
"It's very simple, you just need to enter a fantasy world and take me out of that place before I die." Seeing Zheng Quzhi's mouth relaxed, a beam of joy flashed across the boy's face.
This is different from the previous ones. Zheng Quzhi frowned, but the unknown made people feel uneasy.
While thinking about it, his head hurt again.
"Fuck!" He couldn't help but explode, what the was this magnetic field? How could it make his head hurt so much? ! !
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It is the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground when braking.
Zheng Quzhi clutched his head and tilted his head, only to see a person walking in a silver-gray Bentley. The man is not tall, wears glasses, the expression on his face is dumb, and the pimples on his face are oozing.
Lu Zhishi?
Zheng Quzhi was alert for an instant, looking at the approaching Shi Lu Zhishi, he spoke first: "Brother Lu, what a coincidence! We met again."
"Unfortunately." Lu Zhishi's voice is still hoarse: "I'm here to find you."
With that, Zhang Fu suddenly pressed on Zheng Quzhi. Zheng Quzhi was caught off guard by him, and his eyes quickly went dark, and his whole body went limp.
The young man on the side had long since disappeared without a trace. Lu Zhishi's eyes did not fluctuate. He looked at Zheng Quzhi who was limp on the ground for a long while. He turned to the human in the car and said: "Notify Wei Zhai."
Fan Da poked his head out: "We don't have to intervene."
Thinking of the last time he was arrested and tortured by Wei Zhai people for half a month, Fan Da gritted his teeth with hatred.
Lu Zhishi did not speak, his hollow eyes fixed on Fan Da.
Fan Da was watched for a long time, turned his eyes uncomfortably, touched his goatee, and said helplessly: "You, you! The master can't do anything about you! Let alone me!"
"You and the master have always been tolerant of me, I know." Lu Zhishi lowered his head and said in a low voice, his voice was not like the previous hoarse, but with the softness of the south.
"It's good to know." Fan Da's eyes rolled, "But I also hope you know what these words mean."
"Yes." Lu Zhishi looked down.

"Zheng Quzhi! I've been on three poles in the day! I'm still awake!" A puffy cursing sounded, and in a small room, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was lying, covered with a messy quilt, only slightly curled. s hair.
Zheng Quzhi only felt cold on his body, followed by a sudden pain in his butt, and immediately opened his eyes in surprise, and said: "Fuck! Who the beat me!"
Fucking spanking? ! ! !
"Your mother hit you! What's wrong!" After hearing this, the pocky-faced woman gritted her teeth and slapped Zheng Quzhi again.
Zheng Quzhi was stunned when he was beaten, and when he lowered his head, he saw his reduced version of his body, which became even more stunned.
"I'll give you five minutes, so I'll let my mother go to school!" The Mazi woman said with a loud voice, and walked out in a rush.
It took a minute or two for Zheng Quzhi to figure out the situation. So, the is he in some illusion again? Or did you come in with your soul?
There was still a hot pain on his butt, Zheng Quzhi got out of bed, went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, and looked carefully. This body is what he looked like when he was fifteen or six years old. His skin was still white and tender, but his facial features were already tough, his hair was slightly curly, and he looked like a beautiful Japanese teenager.
With the tip of his tongue pressed against his cheek, Zheng Quzhi looked at himself in the mirror and sighed slightly. Before, Wei Yan helped him enter the illusion. Now he is alone. How can this be done?
He lowered his head inadvertently, saw the black hand his wrist, and couldn't help but fiddle a few times. This is Wei Yan's hair. Since Wei Yan put it on him, he has never taken it off. He even wears it for filming.
Wei Yan is still in retreat, afraid that he won't come to rescue him, right?
At the beginning, he thought that Wei Yan had just found an excuse to hide from him. He didn't see Wei Yan in the next few days. He probably went to retreat in order to hide him. He probably won't come out in ten and a half months.
Thinking of Lu Zhishi, Zheng Quzhi gritted his teeth again with anger.
Damn, this with pimples! Actually gave him a black hand...
"Dead boy! I'll give you five minutes. Ten minutes have passed and I haven't come out!" The door was kicked open again, and the pocky-faced woman rushed in again.
She scolded and rushed to Zheng Quzhi's side. Without saying anything, she pulled Zheng Quzhi's ears out: "Hurry up and get out of my mother! If you dare to skip class today, see if your mother doesn't interrupt your legs!"
"Auntie and Auntie! Be soft!" Zheng Quzhi felt so painful that tears burst out, and he quickly begged for mercy.
"Auntie?" Unexpectedly, the pockmarked woman was even more angry, and she used a little more energy in her hands, and slapped her over: "I don't know how to raise a puppie! The old lady has kept you for so long, and she doesn't even say Mom Shouted?!!!"
This slap made Zheng Quzhi sober, and some forgotten memories gradually emerged.
He remembered that this pockmarked woman was the third person to adopt him.
At that time, he was adopted twice and discarded twice. Counting the first loss, he has been discarded three times. Therefore, he was still very happy and joyful in his heart to be adopted by this fierce-looking Mazi woman, and he cherished it very much.
So when dealing with this woman, he was more careful than ever, for fear that he would be discarded by her.
Time is too long, he has long forgotten what this woman did to him when he was a child, but vaguely remembered that it didn't seem to be very good. He had to fight or scold him, making him live in fear every day.
Fear of being beaten and scolded, but more afraid of women abandoning themselves. I really don't want to experience the feeling of being discarded.
However, in the end, he was abandoned.
"You're not my mother, why should I call your mother!" Thinking of this, Zheng Quzhi's eyes were more cruel, and he broke away from the pockmarked woman's hand and took a few steps back.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the Mazi woman picking up a broom from the side and hitting herself. Whispering and cursing: "Unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! White-eyed wolf!"