Chapter 249: It

Luo Huiling looked with immense complexity at the culprit opposite her, who had caused her to toss and turn for more than ten years, unable to sleep, and had caused her current state. The cousin who was beaten to death, the uncle who was beaten and lost contact, the forced dropout, and the Fang Jinxin who was beaten to death and made her intoxicated... all sorts of past events surfaced in her heart, and now, before her eyes, her eyes were already red.

Behind her, Fang Zhanbo and the other three siblings looked at Ding Xie in much the same way. Although only Fang Zhanbo had witnessed it with his own eyes at that time and was the oldest, the other three women had heard Luo Huiling's nagging for so many years and knew that they were living so hard because of the enemy who killed their father opposite them. Including the youngest, Fang Min, the little girl who didn't remember things at the time was also full of hatred.

To elaborate, although hatred doesn't need to be mentioned all the time, it can't be forgotten. Just like Fang Min at this moment, if no one told her that her father was a social celebrity, that her family was happy and wealthy, that her father was beaten into a fool and then beaten to death, she probably wouldn't hold a grudge. Because she didn't know, where would the hatred come from?

When will the cycle of retribution end? "Enemies should be resolved, not tied." These are words spoken by the weak, because they can't beat the person who seeks revenge on them, or rather, they don't have the confidence to beat them. These are words spoken by bystanders who think they are right, biased with a stance, with ulterior motives, with malicious intent, and ultimately, they are standing and talking without back pain, not having been hit themselves.

Ding Xie saw that Luo Huiling was just looking at him with red eyes, neither speaking nor moving, and waved his hands anxiously: "Oh, hurry over here. What's the use of crying? I know it's my fault for leaving you alone in Hong Kong for more than ten years without news. But Huiling, now is not the time to talk about that, hurry over here."

Luo Huiling still didn't speak, just looking at him as if crying and laughing.

Ding Xiaoxie wanted to die; he looked back at the smiling Wang Yan, and Luo Huiling and the Fang siblings standing behind him, and said loudly: "Dad, can you stop talking, please look at the situation now."

Ding Xie endured the pain and looked around; it would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid, but in front of women and sons, he couldn't lower his head, because he was a man who stood tall and upright, with nothing to be ashamed of.

Pushing the eyesore eldest son to the side, Ding Xie looked at the smiling Wang Yan: "Have the ability to come at me, I'll take responsibility for my own actions, it has nothing to do with my sons and Huiling..."

"Father." Ding Xiaoxie couldn't care about anything else and shouted to interrupt his father's self-intoxication: "Look carefully, they are Fang Jinxin's children, Luo Huiling and the others are here for revenge."

He couldn't let his father speak anymore; they were all big brothers, and his, Ding Xiaoxie's, patience was limited, not to mention Wang Yan, who he saw as even more vicious. Moreover, they were prisoners now, at the mercy of others. So what if the police were there? Shouldn't they die if they should die? Nagging about "taking responsibility," what if he really had to "take" it?

"Revenge? Impossible." Ding Xie asked Luo Huiling: "I haven't had news for more than ten years; I know you hate me, but Huiling, I served fourteen years in prison on the island. I said that in this life, there are only two women; the closest is my mother, and the one I love most is you."

"You old shameless thing." Fang Zhanbo shouted with his neck stiff: "Sister Ling, us, everything today is caused by you. You beat our father to death, and made Sister Ling suffer for so many years, and now it's good, evil has its own retribution, your leg was broken, you deserve it. But breaking one leg, how can it offset your crime? I must report you, let you be sanctioned by the law. When the time comes, the judge will sentence you to death by hanging, and you will die of breathlessness."

"Are you Jinxin's son? What kind of big idiot did Jinxin give birth to? What are you talking about?"

Fang Zhanbo continued: "The Queen will pardon you and sentence you to life imprisonment, which means you will be locked in prison forever without freedom. I don't know if you thought about today when you beat my father to death. And your sons, looking at me so fiercely one by one, are you going to kill me? Come on? Come and kill me?"

He wasn't stupid, and he also knew Wang Yan's deterrent power; the Ding brothers didn't dare to move, otherwise he wouldn't be acting so recklessly, and of course, he hated the Ding Xie family to the extreme. He was the oldest and had the deepest memory of his past life and his father. If his father were alive and well, he, Fang Zhanbo, would also be a Young Master Fang; how could he have fallen to his current situation, serving tea and water for people at the Chinese Association?

Compared to Fang Zhanbo, the other three women didn't curse or mock like him, just wiping their tears one by one.

The eldest, Fang Fang, was forced by life and had long given up; she just wanted to live her own life steadily. She knew what kind of power the Ding brothers had; they were simply not people they could provoke. Even if Wang Yan was in front, he could protect them for a while, but not for a lifetime. Her feelings were relatively complex; on one hand, the enemy who killed her father was in front of her and she wanted revenge, on the other hand, she was worried about the future, hesitant.

The second, Fang Ting, knew that talking was useless now, and at this moment, her emotions rose, and the long-buried memories of her father surfaced, and she just wanted Ding Xie to die quickly.

The third, Fang Min, was much simpler, just young and indecisive, and besides crying, she didn't know what to do. But this time, with Wang Yan, Ding Yixie's leg hadn't healed properly yet, so naturally, she wasn't harmed as she was in the original drama. Her academic performance was excellent, much better than her second sister, Fang Ting, who was in college, and a bright future awaited her.

Being cursed by Fang Zhanbo, Ding Xiaoxie didn't care; he was just a small character. On the contrary, the other three Ding brothers clenched their fists tightly, but didn't dare to let out a fart. They endured the humiliation. Once upon a time, they had felt this kind of humiliation only when they were young, but today, this long-lost humiliation had surfaced again.

"You blame me for beating your father to death? How much do you know about the matter between me and your father? Huh?" Ding Xie was emotionally agitated; if it weren't for his broken leg, he would definitely have had a duel with Fang Zhanbo: "You were there at the time, you saw it with your own eyes, your father punched me more than ten times, I had no choice but to fight back. I only touched him twice, and he died; he was so weak, what could I do? Did I make a mistake? It was his own incompetence, and now you blame me?"

Ding Xie looked at Luo Huiling: "Huiling, you know me, I'm the most reasonable person. Jinxin hit me, I was forced to fight back. The grievances of the previous generation should not be passed on to the next generation."

Luo Huiling laughed until she shed tears: "Yes, you're the most reasonable; Jinxin was beaten into that state by you, and you still wanted to kill them all. You love me most? You made me so miserable, do you know that I hate you most, do you know that I have nightmares whenever I think of you? God finally opened his eyes to deal with you, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to wait for this day."

Ding Xie seemed a bit disappointed: "I... I didn't expect you to see me like this..."

"Enough!"

Seeing that Ding Xie wanted to say more, Wang Yan spoke to interrupt; what should be dealt with now was not this old history, but the fact that he, Wang Mou, a big-shot thug leader, had been provoked.

Ding Xie still wanted to say more, but was called by Ding Xiaoxie's helpless "Father," knowing that now was not the time to be willful, smacked his lips, and felt the heart-piercing pain in his leg.

Ignoring Ding Xie, Wang Yan looked at Ding Xiaoxie: "How to solve it?"

Ding Xiaoxie answered humbly: "Brother Yan, you say it; as long as we brothers can do it, we will definitely go through fire and water."

Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Let me state first, what we are solving between you and me is the matter of your father Ding Xie provoking me, it has nothing to do with the Fang family, that is another matter."

"I understand, Brother Yan, you speak."

Ding Xiaoxie understood Wang Yan's meaning; what he was talking about first was the matter of sparing his father's old life. In the past, they were not reasonable, and this time it was even more their fault, again and again. As for the matter of the Fang family later, looking at the situation, he knew it; reporting them was certain, and they would study it later, but they had to pass this hurdle first.

"We are all serious businessmen, not to mention that we have cooperation between us, I don't want to make things big." Wang Yan raised his middle finger: "Ten million, US dollars, and the matter of your father ends here."

Ding Xiaoxie didn't even think: "Good, Brother Yan, it will be in the account within three days."

Ten million US dollars, converted into Hong Kong dollars, was less than eighty million Hong Kong dollars; he was dealing in drugs, so he didn't care about this little bit. Not to mention that his huge amount of money that hadn't been laundered was even more; it was really just a drop in the bucket, not worth mentioning.

To tell the truth, having been suppressed by Wang Yan for so long, this time his biological father came to cause trouble, Wang Yan broke his father's leg, and collected so little money, he was even a bit grateful to Wang Yan for his magnanimity... Of course, the grudge that should be remembered was certain; if he found an opportunity, he would definitely be the first to kill Wang Yan.

Hearing so much money, Ding Xie wanted to speak, but the third Ding son hurriedly covered Ding Xie's mouth, not letting him talk nonsense. This was already not bad; reasoning with gangsters, they hadn't lived enough.

"Good, then the matter with me is like this. As for the matter with the Fang family..." Wang Yan spoke slowly: "I think I need to remind you one last time, don't touch the people of the Fang family."

After saying this, he didn't pay attention to them anymore, waved his hand to summon two police officers, and looked at Luo Huiling and the Fang siblings: "They are two police officers, it's up to you how to deal with it."

"Oh, by the way, Ding Xie's leg was broken by himself, right? If there's anything, just say it, don't be afraid, the police are here, you must severely punish the criminal."

Ding Xiaoxie nodded repeatedly: "My father just accidentally fell, don't bother the two officers."

"Good, then it's none of my business, you continue."

After saying this, Wang Yan walked out on his own, was driven by his subordinates to the company to continue studying with a group of people, leaving Luo Huiling and the Fang siblings, together with the Ding father and son, to explain the situation to the police, surrounded by Long Teng Security staff, which could be considered giving the Fang family confidence. As for them pointing fingers and turning over old accounts, Wang Yan had no interest at all; crying and sobbing was not enough to be annoying.

In the original drama, although Ding Xie was sentenced, his good sons got him a fake medical parole, and he was still happy. This time, he didn't know what Ding Xiaoxie and the others would do.

But even if they got him out, it didn't matter; Wang Yan didn't care, it was just a matter of being happy for a while longer. Because his Long Teng was bound to unify the Hong Kong underworld, and there was no room for relaxation with the Zhongqing Society and other gangs, it had nothing to do with the Fang family.

If one had to say there was a relationship, then it was only that the outcome was different. Looking at the Fang family's matter, Wang Yan would play with the Ding father and son, after all, it was a matter of convenience. If there was no Fang family matter first, then the outcome of the Fang father and son would be nothing more than contributing to construction, to the small animals in the ocean, exerting residual heat, repaying society, and repaying nature.

Actually, to be honest, the Fang family's matter was just that he had watched the drama and had innate sympathy, otherwise it was nothing big. After all, there were hundreds of gangs of all sizes in Hong Kong, and the tragedies caused by those trash wandering in the darkness would only be more tragic than the Fang family's encounter. Not to mention others, just saying he, Wang Mou, himself, how many people had he dealt with?

Of course, unlike other trash, he had a bottom line, and he was indeed righteous. Those harmed by him were all those who harmed others, or those idiots who came to provoke him.

But who determines good and evil? It is the bystander for whom the matter is originally irrelevant, it is the third perspective. Not to mention the victim, for the perpetrator, most do not think they are doing evil. The simplest example, although Ding Xie is a mental patient, that set of logic is the same for other perpetrators. It's just that they keep it in their hearts and don't say it out loud for people to treat them as mental patients. One cannot say there is no sincere repentance, but Wang Yan privately thinks that they are pretending until they die.

As for this time having a grudge with Ding Xiaoxie again, Wang Yan didn't take it to heart. If he wanted to kill him, he would have acted long ago, and wouldn't have waited until today. The more one has, the more one is afraid of losing. Coming empty-handed, leaving empty-handed, how many people can do it, not to mention that leaving empty-handed is an extravagant hope.

Ding Xiaoxie is not a knight-errant who flies a thousand miles away after one strike; he doesn't have those skills. If he really had any action, let alone a thousand miles, Wang Yan would respect him as a person if he could leave Hong Kong, and count him as awesome.

And now Long Teng has already raised its head, and has already started rolling; not to mention anything else, the monthly salary for the employees of Long Teng Security alone is nearly ten million, which is over a hundred million a year, and new people are added every day, only more and not less; both manpower and financial resources are not what they were before. Now, single-handedly fighting any old-school gang is basically not a big problem, and this is counting those gangs that developed from the remnants that came over after the liberation.

It's all smashed out with money; good treatment, logistical support, high-hanging company prohibitions, created a high-quality, high-morale, high-combat-power new era "three-high" gangster.

The constantly expanding and improving gymnasiums, supporting medical services, open upward channels, clear rewards and punishments management, the war damage pension that says how much it is, and the employment positions arranged by other industries developed by Long Teng, are all medicine primers that urge people to risk their lives. And after witnessing people around them being promoted three levels in one battle time and time again, everyone is eager to try, and small fights are really meaningless.

And Long Teng's generous treatment of subordinates, not to mention the impact on other gangs, even if the big brother cuts meat, it is just imitating the beauty. Without a series of management systems and regulations, it is still a plate of loose sand, a mob. Playing against these stinky fish and rotten shrimp, Wang Yan plays a brand name, they are "pass," "can't afford."

The case of Ding Xie beating Fang Jinxin to death and fleeing is just being filed, and the investigation and evidence collection have begun. However, because of the broken leg, plus the Ding brothers' efforts, they were given a week of surgery time.

Because Wang Yan didn't intervene, it was basically no different from the original drama. Of course, although there was no specific intervention, things like splashing paint, threats, intimidation, and finally killing the entire old Fang family as in the original drama would not happen. Even if Ding Xiaoxie was given eight guts, he wouldn't dare to cause trouble at this time; that was no different from suicide.

And no matter how Ding Xiaoxie and the others taught Ding Xie before, in court, he still talked to himself. Like the "excusable self-defense homicide" taught by a professional big lawyer, changed to "excusable self-defense mistake, causing people to sleep for a long time," which made people laugh and cry, but was also truly hateful.

The mental patient's thought process couldn't understand; Ding Xie said on one hand that he was innocent, but on the other hand, he cried and sniveled because he was afraid of death; in the final analysis, he knew he was wrong, but his mouth was hard and he wouldn't admit it, always finding reasons to comfort himself.

This also caused the case to be dragged on and on, and the lawsuit was fought from March until the end of October. Finally, after Ding Xie's self-defense statement that moved himself, he was sentenced to death, and then, according to the precedent, pardoned by the foreign female queen and changed to life imprisonment.

And during this period, the third Fang family member, Fang Min, achieved all A's in seven subjects in the joint entrance examination and successfully entered the University of Hong Kong, and had been enrolled for more than a month. By this time, Luo Huiling and the Fang family could be considered to have changed their fate.

Of course, whether the Fang family changed their fate had little to do with Wang Yan; what had to do with him was Ruan Mei. Another half a year passed, and under the personal care of Wang Yan, a master of medicine, Ruan Mei's heart disease was basically cured. As long as there were a few more months to consolidate, it would be about the same.

But this was not the end, it was just the beginning... ===== CHAPTER 250 =====