No one can stop Yan Qiang, who has deep roots in hatred. Even his uncle Shang Jingtian who personally pulled him out of hell. Nor could he be persuaded. Stop him.
From the moment Xiao Zheng broke his leg. His life was completely ruined. At least in his eyes. destroyed.
join the army. It started on the day he was born. Just by the family. Responsibilities given by parents. life goals. Make a name for yourself in the military. Become the Yan family's vanguard in the military. It has been an unchangeable ambition since he was sensible.
The uncle is in business. And denounced Fang Qiu in the business world. Covering the sky with one hand. The second uncle was engaged in politics. Make the difference in the political arena. Three bedrooms. . That is my mother's house. Since childhood. It instilled in him the idea of making a difference in the military. He had no choice. You can't choose again. join the army. Make your mark in the military. is the only thing he can do. A goal that you can sacrifice everything for.
Instead of doing business with your uncle. Conspiracy with a group of treacherous businessmen. Intrigue and deception.
This is not the life Yan Shang wants. Even in the eyes of outsiders. He has become Shang Jingtian's most trusted confidant. But in the eyes of Yan Shang. He is like a walking zombie. No soul. No thoughts.
"This is the only way you can go down."
This sentence. This was what Yan Shang heard the most while lying in the hospital. Mother said so. Father said so. All the family. friend. They all say so.
From now on. He lost all ties with the military.
From now on. He limped into the business world. Became the current vice president.
All in all. Who caused it.
It's Xiao Zheng.
It was during my time in the army. Xiao Zheng, who has always been at odds with him.
He hated Xiao Zheng. I can't wait to eat his flesh. Drink his blood. Send him to the eighteenth level of hell.
But he knows. I also clearly realized that Xiao Zheng today is no longer the country soldier with no one and no backing. He has a mother-in-law who is envied by everyone. Even if it is the Yan family. The mother-in-law who doesn’t dare to offend easily. He could not run to seek revenge on Xiao Zheng openly. Xiao Zheng cannot be cut into pieces in full view of the public. He had to force Xiao Zheng to take action. Take the initiative. Just like it was back then. For so-called brothers. Take the initiative.
Kill someone who tries to threaten or attack you. In Yanjing. Even if there are a few predators who are powerful and qualified to cause trouble for themselves. But it’s not stable either. Unable to straighten my waist.
Because it doesn't make sense.
Travel all over the world with reason. It is difficult to move without reason. This sentence is true in the countryside. In the capital. Compliance is also required.
Xiao Zheng finally came.
How worried he was that Xiao Zheng would be persuaded by someone with serious intentions. Use less intensely. A not-so-pleasant way to avenge your brother.
He hasn't changed. Just like it was back then. Nothing has changed.
Yan quotient is just a little trick. So he lured this arrogant tiger into the cage. Catching turtles in an urn.
He just stood in front of Xiao Zheng indifferently. In the calmest tone, he said those five words full of hatred: this hatred. Got rewarded.
How to report.
Pay with your life.
The door to the wing was automatically closed. The Yan family's private club will no longer entertain any guests. Yan Shang slowly stood in front of Xiao Zheng. The gang of cunning friends behind him. They also stood up one after another. He looked at Xiao Zheng with eyes that were either mocking, contemptuous, or provocative. Even those scantily clad girls. He also had a look of disgust on his face.
No one thought highly of Xiao Zheng. Xiao Zheng, who was standing in the box, looked so out of place. Just like Lin Chaotian who first entered the capital. Even if you are full of knowledge. As wise as a demon. But who can value him? In the capital. There is no place for him. Upper class. For Lin Chaotian, who came to the city from the countryside, even a household registration book was not enough. These are all huge problems.
But it has been more than half a century since the founding of China. Several more Lin Chaotian appeared in Yanjing. Only this one. No more semicolons.
Other big guys. No matter how low-key it looks. Bear hardships and stand hard work. But behind. There is more or less the shadow of the family.
Even Lin Chaotian has spent a long and difficult time. Not to mention Xiao Zheng.
Not one of the twenty or so people in the box looked at him seriously. A man who does not get Lin Chaotian's approval. Don't even think about breaking into the house in this life. Became the son-in-law of the Lin family. Therefore, these gang of Beijing dandies who share the same hatred as Yan Shang are determined to kill this ignorant young man.
Beijing. Can any cat or dog squeeze in
"That's all."
One wears gold-rimmed glasses. About thirty years old. Wear a crisp suit. The young man with his right arm leaning on the back of the sofa calmly lit a cigarette. He glanced sideways at Xiao Zheng: "I'll give you a clear path, promise. There was a fruit knife on the table. I stamped my leg. Then I crawled out of the club. If you can go to the hospital alive, you are lucky. This debt will be written off. ”
"Oh. I forgot to mention it." The man with glasses flicked the ashes from his cigarette skillfully. Said lightly. "It's two legs. It's been so many years. The bank has paid interest. You can't be more domineering than the bank."
This person is one of the few die-hard brothers of Yan Shang. That happened to Yan Shang back then. He also gave some encouragement in the middle. If my hands weren't so long. Out of reach of the military. He could lead his brothers to destroy Xiao Zheng overnight.
Six or seven years ago.
This breath has been holding in Yan Shang's chest. It was always stuck in his throat. Like a lump in the throat. Not vomiting, not happy.
Xiao Zheng listened expressionlessly to the words of the young man who had never met him before. No response either. He just focused his gaze on the gloomy face of Yan Shang. He pursed his lips and said, "After all these years, you still like to ask for help."
"You can also go find him." Yan Shang said in a cold voice. "How long do you want to look for? How long will I wait for you? Until you have found enough."
"You guessed it right." Xiao Zheng shrugged. He shook his head. "I'm not as capable as you. I have no relatives or connections in Yanjing. I can't find anyone to support me."
"Why don't you drink two cups to strengthen your courage first?" Yan Shang said with a cold look. "I tried. The fruit knife can't cut off the leg in one go. You have to cut it slowly."
"No big deal if you drink." Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette. It's like entering a deserted place. Striding to the table. Under the gaze of a group of various men and women. Picked up a bottle of Moutai. Gulu drank half the bottle.
Someone stood at the round table staring at him. Someone is leaning against the window. He looked at him with gloating eyes. More of a relaxed look. Waiting for the next game like watching a play.
No matter what outsiders think. At least in their eyes. This is a rich man's game. It's a game of catching a turtle in a jar. Even more so. . An unequal game.
So what if he's very good at fighting. So what if he can fight ten with one. People sitting here and standing here. Which one he was brave enough to stamp on.
Xiao Zheng, who drank half a bottle of strong liquor, lost the bottle. Wiped the wine stain from the corner of his mouth. Then turned around. In full view of everyone, he picked up the fruit knife on the table. Weighed it in my hands. He smiled and said: "As long as the knife is stable and fast enough, it can be chopped off with one knife. No need for sawing."