He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 265 The Childhood Sweetheart's Guide to Admitting Defeat (Part 15)

Zhou Yan didn't have time to discuss whether she was being obedient or not, because the eight tigers had already formed a circle and were slowly closing in.

Brother Biao was so scared that his teeth chattered.

The henchman closest to him was a brute, swinging an iron bar: "Brother Biao, let's all attack together, we can definitely..."

Brother Biao was so angry that he smacked him on the head: "Go, go, go, go my grandpa's son! You think you can solve this by just having more people? Do you think you're Wu Song?"

No matter how many people there are, they are all powerless in the face of a tiger that can tear human flesh apart with its mouth.

Brother Biao was on the verge of tears.

At this point, he actually hoped that Wen Yan would call the police.

Seeing that the circle was getting narrower and narrower, Brother Biao realized something was wrong and immediately shouted, "Wait! Why are you only surrounding us?"

He and his brothers squeezed into a small circle, glanced at Wen Yan and his companion who were standing calmly outside the encirclement, and jumped up in anger.

Even though there are only two of them, they're still meat!

Has this tiger gone mad?

Wen Yan peeked out from behind Zhou Yan, rolled her eyes, and was then covered in the face and pressed back behind him by Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan took the backpack off her back, then picked up his own bag and school uniform jacket from the ground, put them on one by one, and then expressionlessly patted the dust off Wen Yan's school uniform jacket, saying in a deep voice, "Let's go."

"Oh." Wen Yan was about to walk away behind him.

Brother Biao panicked, "No, no, don't go! Why? You guys... please help me..."

The gang leader, his back covered in tattoos, was accompanied by his underlings, tears streaming down their faces. Their once-stout hair was now drooping in the wind, making them look quite pitiful.

Zhou Yan stopped, closed his eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, his eyes were cold, he really wanted these people to die.

However, Zhou Yan slowly turned around, his eyes slightly lowered, looking at the little tail behind him.

Wen Yan was tugging at the hem of his school uniform when she noticed his gaze. She obediently looked up at him, her eyes clear and gentle: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yan barely managed to close his eyes, suppressing his anger, and his voice sounded like it was being forced out of his throat, extremely unwilling: "We are good young people of society..."

"I know! We should be brave and helpful!" Wen Yan answered quickly. "Let's call the police!"

"Ah."

After saying that, Wen Yan took out her cell phone from her bag, dialed the police, and solemnly said in front of Brother Biao and the others:

"Officer, I need to report a crime. A group of people are committing murder, but they've been surrounded by tigers..."

Halfway through the conversation, Brother Biao was horrified and shouted in a panic, "We're not killing anyone, this is a brawl! Do you even understand what a gang fight is?! You son of a bitch, you're a cop!"

Wen Yan covered one ear and walked away. "The location is Sanzhong South Alley. Keep walking straight in there, there's an abandoned park right next to it..."

The call ended, but Brother Biao was still yelling.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" A series of tiger roars rushed towards his face, and the stench made him almost vomit. He stopped cursing and lay on the ground retching.

My vision went black, and rows of tiny stars flew into my mind and swirled around.

Sometimes I really wonder if this tiger is in cahoots with Zhou Yan and his gang?

"Ugh, vomit, vomit..."

The police arrived quickly, armed, in case the tiger attacked.

Unexpectedly, the tiger was incredibly docile. Upon seeing the large iron cage, it knew to go inside, and once inside, it lay down and began to snore.

It seemed like just a simple day trip.

The police officers exchanged bewildered glances.

The dark gun mount was in his hand, and the sniper was already in position at a distance, but it wasn't needed...

"Officer, these tigers are going to eat us! Quick, kill them!" one of the terrified underlings yelled.

The police officer opened his mouth to reassure him, "We will definitely handle this according to the law."

Wen Yan delivered a precise blow: "Have you ever been to school? These eight are South China tigers. Do you even know what a South China tiger is? They're endangered animals under first-class national protection. We'd be protecting them with utmost care, not killing them for you?"

Zhou Yan pursed his lips and glanced at her with his deep eyes.

I did do some research beforehand.

Wen Yanxin felt guilty again, lowered her head and counted the dust without saying a word.

The police interviewed several people to understand the situation. It was a vicious fight, and the police station took it very seriously. In addition, the higher-ups wanted to rectify the atmosphere, so this area was being cracked down on particularly hard.

Moreover, Brother Biao and his gang had committed many offenses before. It would have been better if they hadn't been investigated, because once they were, they were all arrested.

Zhou Xian was also called in for investigation, and it was only through Zhou Zhi's intervention that he was not imprisoned.

But he did indeed start a major fire:

"Are you out of control? Do you think I don't exist? Who gave you permission to bypass me and set your sights on Zhou Yan!"

Zhou Xian coldly scoffed, "Fine, I won't overstep you. I'll just wait to die. Death will end everything, won't it? Send my brother away, then send me away. Mr. Zhou even wants to hold several funerals for his son—"

"boom!"

The vase fell and shattered at Zhou Xian's feet.

Zhou Zhi gripped the armrests of his wheelchair, his eyes blazing with fury, his breathing heavy as a bull. He pointed at the door and yelled, "Get out!"

The room was silent for a long time before footsteps could be heard. Zhou Xian came out of the room with a dark face, followed by Zhou Zhi's furious roar.

Crackling.

The study needs to be renovated again.

Once Zhou Zhi had calmed down, Zhou Xian pushed open the door again, coldly glancing at the mess in the study. "Calm down? Can we talk now? You're not going to kill your son to vent your anger?"

"Weekly Risk—"

Looking at his second son, Zhou Zhi felt a pang of pain in his heart, but his tone softened: "That was an accident."

"Say what you will." Zhou Xian slapped away the broken pieces of the vase on the sofa, crossed her legs and sat down. Her delicate, fair face had a sickly, sinister air under the warm light.

"Dad, I want his kidney."

One was raised by his side since childhood, and the other was an illegitimate child he only found out about now. There was nothing to be conflicted about, Zhou Zhi nodded with a sullen face.

"We can give you a kidney, but someone from the group needs to take care of you during your recovery."

Zhou Xian frowned: "You want to give him the shares?"

“No.” Zhou Zhi shook his head. “I just need a normal son who has my blood.”

After saying that, as if remembering something, Zhou Zhi's face contorted with pain, and his gaze toward Zhou Xian grew increasingly sorrowful: "The group will only ever belong to you."

-

A major incident has occurred in Class 1 of Grade 1 at No. 3 Middle School. Zhou Xian has suddenly fallen ill and needs to suspend his studies to prepare for surgery.

The whole class was worried, except for Zhou Yan.

He still went to and from school on time, ate and slept regularly, and worried about Wen Yan.

The high school entrance exam is in a month, and he's a little nervous, not for himself, but for Wen Yan.

The two rooms are separated by only one wall. If Wen Yan's room hadn't had an iron fence, the two of them could have climbed over from the balcony to the other's room.

Recently, Wen Yan has been turning off the light later and later. Sometimes Zhou Yan squints and looks out the window next door. Under the dim light, Wen Yan is still reading her textbook.

Zhou Yan was relieved, but also somewhat anxious.

After enduring it several times, I visited them for dinner and said in a deep voice, "A book can't be finished in a day. Take your time. If you don't understand something, you can ask me."

Wen Yan was focused on eating meat when she noticed a few extra bits of green vegetables in her bowl. She frowned and looked up, just in time to catch Bai Wan's encouraging look at Zhou Yan.

Caught red-handed, Bai Wan felt a little embarrassed and picked up her bowl, saying, "Let's eat."

Wen Yan could only tearfully pick up a small piece of green vegetable and chew it pitifully. Her feet bumped into Zhou Yan several times under the table, but Zhou Yan grabbed them with his big hand and held them still: "Don't make a fuss, eat your food obediently."