Chapter 9

"Nothing, really nothing!" Zhang Feiyang pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "Lao Er, you're overthinking it, my arm...!"

"Lao Da!" Xiao Fan's voice suddenly grew louder, cold and stern, "Do you really not consider me a brother? Fine, you really are something!"

"I...!" Zhang Feiyang opened his mouth to speak, his expression changing constantly. Then, he suddenly sat down on the ground, grabbing his hair forcefully, his voice becoming choked, "Lao Er, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I really can't face it, and I don't want you to worry, so...!"

"I know!" Xiao Fan squatted down and sighed, "I've always been asking you not to force you, but because I really want to help you, I want to help you solve your problems and difficulties!"

"Help me?" Zhang Feiyang lifted his head, a bitter smile on his face, "Lao Er, no one in this world can help me, I've accepted my fate, I really have!"

Xiao Fan did not respond but continued to look at Zhang Feiyang. Zhang Feiyang, while smiling bitterly, began to recount the true reason for his amputated arm.

As Zhang Feiyang narrated, Xiao Fan's face grew increasingly grim and cold. By the end, his eyes were bloodshot, and a cold, overwhelming killing intent radiated from his body.

Cheng Qingqing, a quiet and pure girl, fell in love at first sight and pursued him relentlessly. Finally, she agreed to marry him. A week before their wedding, Cheng Qingqing finished work, and Zhang Feiyang was waiting for her. Three drunk young men, driven by lust, forcibly kidnapped the two, took them to the outskirts, stripped them, and took turns raping and beating them to death. Zhang Feiyang begged and cried, but it was all in vain. Someone passing by finally saved them.

After the incident, they filed a lawsuit. The parents of the three drunk young men threatened and warned Zhang Feiyang to drop the case, or they would destroy his family. Zhang Feiyang refused. Then, his father died in a car accident, his company was sealed and forcibly auctioned, and their house and car were also confiscated and auctioned. Zhang Feiyang was hunted down, and his arm was cut off. Now, he works as a delivery man and lives in a rented single room, barely making ends meet.

It was a story filled with pain and despair!

Zhang Feiyang, tears streaming down his face, spoke in a dazed manner, "Lao Er, do you know? I was really a bastard back then, a complete bastard, with a bad temper and no ability, and I only knew how to drink and chase women. I had many drinking buddies, but my true friends were only the three of you!"

"But when I met Qingqing, everything changed. She was like a gentle breeze that woke me up. She was beautiful, gentle, kind, and strong, like a spotless white lotus."

"When I first met her, she really hated me, but to pursue her, I waited for her every day at the company entrance, insisted on delivering meals to her every day, rain or shine, and gradually corrected my flaws, improving myself bit by bit so that she could see a new me every day!"

"Finally, after a year, she agreed to be my girlfriend! Do you know? When she said yes, it felt like the whole world stopped. My world was filled with bright sunshine, and in my world, there was only her, hahaha!"

"The following time was the happiest period of my life. We read books together, cooked together, and went shopping together. I felt like a prince in a fairy tale."

"The most unforgettable thing was when Qingqing, in her innocence, said she was still a virgin and wanted to save herself for our wedding night, to give everything to me!"

"But now, it's all gone, everything is gone!" Zhang Feiyang lowered his head deeply, his fists clenched, his teeth biting his lips, and he choked out, "Those three bastards and their parents, I, I want to kill them, I really want to kill them...!"

"And my father!"

"Lao Er, do you know? My relationship with my father was actually not good. I grew up in a single-parent family, and my father was always busy with work, rarely paying attention to me, so I really hated him, hated him for not being a good father, hated him for not guiding me, which led me to take the wrong path and unable to turn back!"

"But when Qingqing's incident happened, his reaction surprised me. He was furious, mobilized all his connections to find the three drunk young men, reported the case, hired the best lawyers, and filed a lawsuit, completely ignoring all the company's affairs, staying with me every day, afraid that I might do something drastic. Only then did I realize that he truly loved and cared for me!"

"But when he was hit by that truck and flew up, landing heavily, I felt like the sky had collapsed. I only remember the blood gushing from his mouth, his hand gripping mine tightly, his eyes filled with guilt!"

"I still clearly remember his last words to me before he died. He said, 'Son, I'm sorry, Dad couldn't help you!'"

Zhang Feiyang sobbed, tears falling like broken beads.

"Why? Why is heaven so cruel to me, taking away the people I love one by one, why? Why?" Zhang Feiyang suddenly roared, his voice hoarse.

Xiao Fan remained silent, watching the deranged Zhang Feiyang, a chill emanating from his body, lowering the temperature within a ten-meter radius.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan finally spoke, his voice low and deep, "Lao Da, rest assured, I will definitely help you, I will make them pay with their blood!"

"Pay with their blood?" Zhang Feiyang turned to look at Xiao Fan, then suddenly smiled bitterly, "I thought the same at first, but after all these things, I finally understood a truth: there are some people in this world you just can't provoke. Although it's frustrating and unfair, sometimes you have to back down, because if you don't, the consequences will be even worse."

"You have to understand, we are just ants, struggling hard, but can be crushed by a single foot at any time!" Zhang Feiyang suddenly laughed hysterically.

"Ants? No!" A cold light flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes, and he said firmly, "We are absolutely not ants. Those who think they have power and dare to harm us will only have one outcome, and that is... death!"

Zhang Feiyang stared at Xiao Fan in a daze, because he now felt that the Xiao Fan in front of him was very different from the Xiao Fan he used to know, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was different, just a feeling.

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