Chapter 65

Jiang Xiaolong went crazy? He Ping neither confirmed nor denied it. Even if Jiang Dezhi and his wife had something to hide, they were already adults, while Jiang Xiaolong and his brother were still in school. They probably didn't know about Jiang Dezhi's actions and were still in the process of understanding the world. Therefore, even if they saw He Ping's setup, it would be difficult for them to develop a serious mental illness like schizophrenia. However, a mass hysteria was still possible, though it would be hard to be permanent. For a short time, they would definitely be immersed in fear.

After listening to the other students discuss for a while, He Ping finally heard what he wanted to hear. A student who also lived in Fugui Garden and had a decent relationship with Jiang Xiaolong said, "I originally wanted to play with Jiang Xiaolong yesterday morning, but as soon as I got to his door, I saw all four of them rush out, as if there was something in the house. Jiang Xiaolong's father was shouting, 'Don't call the police, don't call the police.'"

"What happened next? What happened next?" Many students were very interested in the firsthand information.

"What else could happen?" The student from Fugui Garden said, "Their appearance scared me so much that I didn't dare to talk to Jiang Xiaolong. I just watched from the stairwell. Jiang Xiaolong's father shouted, 'Don't call the police,' then took out his phone and called the hospital. After that, they all fainted. I got scared and ran home. The rest you know, they were all sent to the hospital."

"So you didn't see what was happening inside his house at all?" The elementary school student, full of curiosity, was a bit disappointed.

"I hadn't even reached his house when they all rushed out and locked the door. Then the ambulance came and took them away. How could I get into his house? And there must be something inside; I wouldn't dare to go in."

"There must be a ghost inside!" A student whose relative worked in the hospital said, "After Jiang Xiaolong's father woke up in the hospital, he was shouting, 'There's a ghost, there's a ghost.' It must be haunted!"

"Ah! Really?" The student from Fugui Garden was a bit nervous, "I often go to play with him and have been to his house several times. Could something happen to me? According to what you're saying, Jiang Xiaolong must be possessed by a ghost. I won't dare to play with him anymore."

He Ping found it increasingly amusing to listen. Elementary school students didn't have a complete worldview and were still in the stage of learning knowledge. They didn't understand many things and could only explain what they saw based on their own ideas and stories they heard from elsewhere. Initially, it was just said that Jiang Xiaolong had gone crazy, but later, the stories became more and more exaggerated, with talk of ghost possession, haunting, and souls being taken by ghosts.

He Ping understood the power of pranks. Jiang Xiaolong was fine; he just got affected by the chaos at home and his parents' abnormal behavior, leading to hysteria. He would need a few days of rest, some sedatives, and psychological counseling to recover and return to school. However, whether it would recur in the future was unknown, as hysteria often leaves a lingering effect.

He Ping didn't need to worry about Jiang Xiaolong for the time being. The revenge against the Jiang family was just the first step. He already had a rough plan, but he wasn't in a hurry. For such a deep-seated grudge, a quick and easy death was too lenient. He Ping wanted a slow and painful process, where he would cut them bit by bit, letting them bleed out, and then cut again, until they were completely drained.

For now, He Ping planned to take advantage of the rare free time to rest well. He had been busy in the military world, and in the real world, selling weapons was illegal, so it was best to avoid it. At least now, there was no opportunity, and with He Xiangdong covering for him, it was best to enjoy the life of a rich second-generation for a while, experiencing what he couldn't in his previous life.

However, things in this world are often not as one wishes. Just as He Ping was thinking of no longer fighting and enjoying life, some people came to disrupt his plans. After school, as He Ping and Dong Dapeng were about to have some fun, the sight of a few people at the school gate made their previously cheerful mood turn sour.

"It's the 'Monkey' gang from No. 3 Middle School," Dong Dapeng's face immediately turned very ugly, even with a hint of fear, "Bro, what should we do? Should we stay in school until they leave? Or should we climb over the back wall?"

The "Monkey" that Dong Dapeng mentioned was the leader of the group of obviously taller students standing in the middle at the school gate. He Ping, of course, recognized him. These people were junior high school students from No. 3 Middle School, known as small bullies in the area. They often pretended to be part of a gang and picked on other students, engaging in group fights or extorting pocket money from elementary school students. Students like He Ping and Dong Dapeng, who were timid rich second-generation, were their ideal targets.

He Ping remembered very clearly that he had been extorted by these people many times. Over the course of more than a year, the money and items they had taken from him amounted to at least a few hundred yuan. This amount might not seem much, but for an elementary school student, it was a huge sum. Both He Ping and Dong Dapeng's families had strict rules, and although they weren't short of money, their pocket money was only a few dozen yuan a month, less than a hundred.

He Ping had never been very brave, especially in his previous life. He was afraid to speak up when extorted, so these people became even more aggressive, not only extorting but also using him as a punching bag when they were in a bad mood. He Ping never stood up to them until he transferred schools. Dong Dapeng, however, was even worse off. He Ping left, but he stayed, living under the shadow of these people until high school.

But now, He Ping was no longer the same He Ping. Looking at the group of people at the school gate, who were acting arrogantly and making other students take detours, He Ping smiled coldly and patted Dong Dapeng's shoulder, saying, "Don't be afraid! We'll go through the main gate and see what they can do. Don't worry, I'm here. This time, I'll give them a memorable experience and take back everything I gave them, with interest."

Dong Dapeng was stunned. He Ping should have been as afraid of these people as he was, but what was he thinking now? It seemed like he wanted to actively seek trouble with them. Dong Dapeng instinctively felt that He Ping was different from before, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly what had changed. He could vaguely sense that it was after he skipped class that morning that He Ping became different.

[PS: Second update of the day!]