Violators Club

Chapter 550 A Wonderful Script

Chapter 550 A Wonderful Script
Destiny is a wonderful thing, do you think it exists?

But this thing has no scientific theory, it is something invisible and intangible, no one can prove the existence of fate, and no one in the world can give a formula about fate.

Since it cannot be proved, it means that it does not exist.

But you want to say it doesn't exist?
But some things just don't make sense.

For example, the great magician Liu Xiu, such as the big guys in the hardcore ruthless people.

These problems, which should not appear in common sense, happened to appear at the most appropriate, but also the most unreasonable time.

This naturally includes the script in front of him.

Having said that, the script is quite interesting.

At least from Chen Changqing's point of view, it is very interesting, and there is even a strange feeling when reading the script.

It was as if what I was reading was not a script, but myself in another time and space.

In another parallel world, Chen Yongren did not meet himself.

And as the illegitimate child of a gang family, it may be because of revenge, or because of the hatred for his father in his heart.

In short, Chen Yongren from both worlds chose the police academy.

But ironically, because of identity issues, Chen Yongren had to leave the police academy.

A young man in his 20s, with an immature mind, wishful thinking that all this was due to Ni Kun's fault, and this was discovered by Huang Zhicheng, who was the supervisor at the time, and successfully took advantage of it.

As a result, Chen Yongren became an undercover agent arranged inside the Ni family.

Time flies, and many years have passed.

The once glorious Ni family was wiped out by the whole family on the eve of their return, and was replaced by Han Chen.

The idiot who lived by his side back then, because he desperately protected Han Chen in Siam, has now become his big brother.

Three years later and three years later, the undercover career did not stop.

After Huang Zhicheng said that the Ni family had collapsed, he turned himself into a full-time employee.

However, after the Ni family collapsed, Huang Zhicheng said that although the Ni family collapsed, Han Chen is now the eldest brother.

And because of his stupid and strong relationship, he is the best candidate to be placed next to Han Chen as an undercover agent.

Because there was no other choice, Chen Yongren could only agree in the end.

But at the moment of agreeing, a deep uneasiness emerged in his heart inexplicably.

Although both are bosses, Han Chen is obviously different from Ni Yongxiao.

Although Ni Yongxiao was more ruthless, he never did anything to his family.

As Ni Yongxiao's younger brother, even if he knows that he is an undercover agent, he will definitely protect himself in the end.

On the other hand, Han Chen, although the former Han Chen was also cruel, but there was always a trace of concern in his heart.

But with his wife Mary killed, this man is like a beast out of control, and no one knows what will become of him in the end.

Facts have proved that my guess is very accurate. Compared with being an undercover under Ni Yongxiao, the risk factor of being an undercover under Han Chen is much higher. If I am negligent, I will be suspected, and then there will be various tests and temptations.

In this way, in this extremely tormented and painful life.

Chen Yongren has come to his tenth year as an undercover agent.

A lot has happened this year.

Han Chen died. As the last big boss in Xiangjiang, his death heralded the complete end of Xiangjiang's gangster era.

Chen Yongren didn't know what to say, too many people died this year.

Han Chen, Shaqiang, many brothers in the gang, and even Huang Zhicheng, the only one who knew his identity as an undercover agent, also died.

He found the new senior inspector Liu Jianming, hoping that the other party could restore his police status, but what he didn't expect was that.

He is a bad guy, but he has been in the gang for ten years.

The other party was obviously a criminal, but he had been a policeman for ten years.

A deep darkness, but there is a little sunshine.

One stands in the sun, but there is a darkness hidden in his heart.

Standing on the roof, the cold wind blowing his greasy hair, looking back on his life, Chen Yongren couldn't help asking himself at a certain moment, are the paths he walked and the choices he made correct?
Or, is all this really what I want to see?
Chen Yongren didn't know that if he hadn't agreed to Huang Zhicheng's request back then, it might have been different.

If Ni Yongxiao had died in front of his face after the Ni family fell, the self who should have grown up would not have chosen to be confused, hesitated, and naively believed in Huang Zhicheng.

Instead, he resolutely refused, and left all of this completely from then on.

Maybe the ending will be different.

Chen Yongren didn't know, because he had never experienced these things.

Fate seems to have never given me a chance to choose, but when I think about it carefully, it seems that I have given myself a few chances to choose?
"boom!"

Accompanied by a gunshot, the clear sound spread out on the rooftop, and the bullets spun in the air at high speed.

Whether there is a chance or not is not important at the moment.

As the bullet penetrated the body, life continued to flow from the body, and the tired body fell to the ground without so much entanglement and struggle. At the last moment of his life, his eyes flashed a touch of relief.

Fingers tapped the script lightly, as the last page was turned.

Looking at the text of the script in front of me, pictures kept appearing in my mind, like a marquee.

Chen Changqing's eyes flickered in thought, and he looked up at Liu Zhaohui who was facing him. His flat tone made it impossible to judge his emotions:
"You wrote all these?"

In the office-like room, although A Mei is the link between Chen Changqing and Liu Zhaohui, no one cares about her at the moment.

And Liu Zhaohui on the other side?
As a screenwriter, he still has the brains he should have.

So after this period of thinking, Liu Zhaohui soon realized a terrible conjecture.

The young handsome boy in front of him is unusual, and the identity of the other party is likely to be more terrifying than what he imagined at the beginning!
Without reporting, he directly brought two strangers into the Baile Club.

And the employees inside Baile called each other the boss, plus Chen Changqing's appearance sitting at the desk.

A person's appearance can be changed, but a person's temperament is difficult to change.

After entering the room, Liu Zhaohui found something abnormal.

He didn't see Chen Changqing making too many movements, so the other party sat down on the chair. The confidence in his eyes and the calm and prestige when he got serious made him feel like a successful business tycoon.

This kind of temperament is obviously not what a rich second generation should have.

In Liu Zhaohui's impression, although the big boss of Baile Group has achieved a lot, he looks like a successful person in his 70s or [-]s.

But the reality is that he is very young, probably in his 30s.

Liu Zhaohui was flustered, because he had already guessed the identity of the person in front of him, but he didn't dare to admit it at this moment.

After all, the script he wrote is in the hands of the other party.

And when Liu Zhaohui was wondering whether he should get the script back from the other party?And is it a bit too offensive to do so?
Chen Changqing on the opposite side spoke, his tone was not necessarily harsh, just a very common sentence, but Liu Zhaohui was frightened into a cold sweat.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Liu Zhaohui was filled with uneasiness:

"Yes, I wrote it alone."

"Cuckoo~"

Fingers flicked, and the coconut shell bracelet made a crisp sound like wood but not wood.

Looking at Liu Zhaohui in front of him, he tapped the cover of the notebook with his fingers.

It must have been a long time, at least in Liu Zhaohui's view, this period of time was very tormented.

The Buddhist beads in his hand stopped, as if he had an idea in his mind, Chen Changqing asked:
"What do you think of what you wrote?"

(End of this chapter)