Getting the best from Tarkov

Chapter 157: Seize the current situation

Seeing this scene, Huang Bingzhong was a little confused. Liao Fan had been treating him with courtesy these days, so why would such a thing happen now?

But Zhu Zhenghao beside him suddenly felt something was wrong, and felt that something was not right.

And what happened next proved that his premonition was correct.

Wilson took a quick step towards Zhu Zhenghao and grabbed his shoulder.

The sharp pain from his shoulder made Zhu Zhenghao subconsciously let go of the tool kit in his right hand, and Wilson was waiting for this moment.

He stretched out his left hand like lightning, caught the tool kit that was about to fall to the ground, put it directly on the ground, and pushed it towards Liao Fan.

But the matter did not end there. After pushing the tool kit to Liao Fan, Wilson grabbed Zhu Zhenghao's right wrist with his backhand, twisted his arm directly behind his back, and then kicked forward with his right foot, hitting the inside of Zhu Zhenghao's right knee.

Fortunately, Wilson used less force, otherwise, with Zhu Zhenghao's small body, this kick would probably have directly broken his right leg.

Zhu Zhenghao, whose knees were hurt and whose arms were twisted behind his back, knelt directly on the ground. It was not until then that Huang Bingzhong realized what Liao Fan was going to do.

Looking at the little apprentice who was under control, and then looking at the tool kit at Liao Fan's feet, a very scary idea gradually came to his mind.

Thinking of that possibility, Huang Bingzhong looked at Zhu Zhenghao, who was kneeling on the ground, in disbelief. He turned to Liao Fan hesitantly and asked, "Mr. Liao, what is going on? Can you tell me? Is there any misunderstanding?"

At this moment, Huang Bingzhong was not so much asking Liao Fan as he was actually not able to believe it.

He couldn't accept that his apprentice would do such a thing. If this was true, once it got out, not only would Zhu Zhenghao be completely ruined, but his reputation would also suffer a devastating blow.

Because he is Zhu Zhenghao's master, as the saying goes, "If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked." Then everyone will think that it is Huang Bingzhong's own bad morals that made him fail to teach Zhu Zhenghao.

Hearing Huang Bingzhong's question, Liao Fan pondered for a moment, walked to the coffee table, picked up a tablet computer on the table, and fiddled with something on it while walking back.

At this moment, Zhu Zhenghao's face was purple and red. He felt ashamed of being caught in the act and was afraid of the future. However, it was not his character to sit and wait for death.

While Liao Fan was fiddling with the tablet, Zhu Zhenghao suddenly started shouting for help: "Ah! Help! Murder! Master, save me! They want to rob me! Liao Fan, that bastard, he doesn't even intend to pay! He wants..."

As he spoke, Zhu Zhenghao's voice became lower and lower because he noticed that his master Huang Bingzhong's face was becoming more and more ugly.

It turned out that just when he started shouting loudly, Liao Fan had already handed the tablet computer to Huang Bingzhong, which was playing hidden surveillance footage in every corner of the study, living room, second-floor bedroom, and first-floor backyard.

The video clearly records everything Zhu Zhenghao has done in the past half month.

Some of them secretly swapped bamboo slips, some eavesdropped at the bedroom door, some looked through the things on the bookshelves in the study, and there was even a video of him peeping at Qiao Lan swimming in the swimming pool.

Looking at Zhu Zhenghao's shameful actions in the picture, Huang Bingzhong's face turned red with shame. It was the first time in his life that he felt so ashamed.

At this moment, he even wanted to bang his head against the wall and die.

And when he saw the surveillance video of Zhu Zhenghao secretly swapping the bamboo slips while he was in the bathroom, his face turned from red to blue, and then from blue to black.

Gradually, Huang Bingzhong's hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and his vision became darker.

Seeing this scene, Liao Fan felt bad and quickly took out an adrenaline shot from his pocket.

Huang Bingzhong, who was nearly fainting, didn't feel the needle prick his arm. As the drug took effect, Huang Bingzhong, who had been so angry that he nearly fainted, gradually regained consciousness.

When Zhu Zhenghao saw this scene, he didn't worry about his master at all. His face was full of regret and pity.

If his master had fainted just now, he would probably have been able to escape in the chaos.

As soon as he leaves the villa, he will immediately buy a ticket and fly abroad.

Over the years, he has done a lot of such things by taking advantage of his status as Huang Bingzhong's apprentice, and has also saved some money privately. As long as he doesn't invest recklessly, gamble, or use laundry detergent, it will be enough for his future life.

But Xianshi slapped him hard in the face, and Huang Bingzhong, who was about to fall, recovered for some reason. Not only that, he looked even more energetic than before.

Huang Bingzhong, who had recovered his senses, was again in charge of Zhu Zhenghao, who was kneeling on the ground crying for his parents. He kept trying to apologize to Liao Fan. At this time, Liao Fan had already found the batch of bamboo slips that had been swapped by Zhu Zhenghao from the tool kit at his feet.

After counting, there were about 30 of them. Liao Fan searched Zhu Zhenghao's body again, and after making sure there was no problem, he stood up and looked at Huang Bingzhong.

"Mr. Huang, you don't have to be like this. I'm not here for you. Also, please keep the check. This is the payment for your work these days. You work for me, and I pay you. This is reasonable. As for Zhu Zhenghao, that's another matter. Don't mix it up."

Hearing Liao Fan write this, Huang Bingzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he didn't care about the check for 200 million in his hand. This amount of money didn't mean much to him, an old man with one foot already in the coffin. Anyway, his money was enough for him to squander until he was buried.

What he was really worried about was that Liao Fan would vent his anger on him because of Zhu Zhenghao. If this matter got out, his reputation would be completely ruined.

But before he could say anything else, he was so shocked by Liao Fan's next words that his eyelids twitched.

"You can go on your own later. Leave here. No matter who asks, you can say that Zhu Zhenghao left early and no one knows where he went. Do you understand what I mean?"

Huang Bingzhong understood what Liao Fan meant. He turned around and looked at Zhu Zhenghao, who was also frightened by Liao Fan's words. Huang Bingzhong finally nodded, and then walked towards the door cautiously.

Wilson had unlocked the door after subduing Zhu Zhenghao. After opening the door, Huang Bingzhong looked back at Zhu Zhenghao, who had not yet come to his senses, sighed deeply, shook his head, and walked out.

Although his steps were still as steady and powerful as when he came, Huang Bingzhong's waist bent unconsciously.

Watching Huang Bingzhong walk out of the villa compound, Liao Fan shifted his gaze back to Zhu Zhenghao.

At this time, Zhu Zhenghao had come to his senses. He knew what Liao Fan wanted to do. He was so scared that his face turned pale. He didn't care about his right arm that was twisted, and kept reaching out to grab Liao Fan's trouser leg.

"Mr. Liao! Mr. Liao, I was wrong! Please forgive me just this once! Please, I'll do anything you ask me to do! I have money, I can pay you back all my money! Please forgive me this time!"

When Liao Fan was thinking about how to deal with Zhu Zhenghao, he suddenly heard the other party's endless begging for mercy. He felt extremely annoyed for a moment.

After waving to Wilson casually, Liao Fan went straight back to the sofa in the living room, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, thought for a while, and dialed Tang Shilong's number.

"Hey! Old Tang! What are you busy with?"

"What's wrong? What do you want from me?"

"Nothing, the bamboo slips have been repaired. I don't have much to do recently, so I wanted to ask if you want to go out to sea for a few days."