"What are you doing?"
Wu Lei watched the young man before him warily, bracing himself for a beating.
"Nothing. That blanket is torn to shreds—why are you still using it?"
Jiang Yang said with a smile. In the original novel, the reason Wu Lei had been willing to follow Ye Fan for the rest of his life was because Ye Fan had avenged him, though that had happened a year into the Apocalypse.
The law and morality had long since collapsed, but Ye Fan had helped Wu Lei take revenge. To Wu Lei, it had been a life-changing act of grace.
Now Jiang Yang intended to help Wu Lei get his revenge as well. Not only that, he would clear his name.
Hearing Jiang Yang's words, Wu Lei laughed bitterly. "A worthless life like mine can sleep under anything!"
"Framed and imprisoned for ten years—you're not worthless, but you certainly qualify as a sucker!"
Jiang Yang did not beat around the bush with Wu Lei. He went straight to the point and brought up how Wu Lei had been framed. It was a scar Wu Lei had carried his entire life.
Sure enough, the moment the word "framed" left his mouth, Wu Lei changed completely. Murderous intent surfaced in his clouded eyes.
"How did you know I was framed?"
"Who are you?"
Wu Lei grabbed Jiang Yang by the throat. He was certain he had never seen this man before, so how did he know Wu Lei had been framed?
Back then, Wu Lei had offended a spoiled rich kid with powerful connections and had been framed and sent to prison.
Over the past ten years, Wu Lei had suffered endless discrimination in prison. After his release, he had been scorned by the public as well. He was merely the son of an ordinary family and had no chance against that wealthy young master.
Seriously? This guy was that strong?
With Wu Lei gripping his throat, Jiang Yang would probably have passed out by now if he had not injected the Captain America Serum.
This guy had some real skill!
Still, grabbing his throat right off the bat was a little rude.
Jiang Yang seized Wu Lei's hand and twisted it lightly. A grating sound of bones rubbing together rang out. Wu Lei's face contorted as he stared at Jiang Yang in horror.
During his ten years in prison, he had not done nothing. He had trained constantly, waiting for a chance to take revenge. Yet after more than ten years of training, he had been effortlessly subdued by this scrawny young man.
"Strange, isn't it?"
"My arm isn't even half as thick as yours, so why can I pry your hand open so easily?"
Jiang Yang grinned. "Wu Lei, Wu Lei, use your brain before you do anything!"
A major reason Wu Lei had been sentenced to ten years was that he never used his brain. Otherwise, he would not have ended up in prison back then.
"Who exactly are you? I've never met you!"
Wu Lei released him, and his entire arm began to go numb.
"The person who will clear your name. If you want revenge, follow me!"
Jiang Yang did not say much more. He turned and walked away. Wu Lei's obsession with revenge ran deep, and he would follow.
As expected, after Jiang Yang had walked more than ten meters, Wu Lei followed him.
"How did you know I was framed?"
"Don't ask so many questions. I'll avenge you and clear your name. From today on, how about you become my bodyguard?"
"No one in this city is willing to take you in, right? Follow me, and I guarantee you'll eat and drink well!"
Jiang Yang kept laying out the terms. Wu Lei did not use his brain when doing things, and Jiang Yang did not need him to. What did a meat shield need a brain for?
Wu Lei, following behind Jiang Yang, fell silent for a moment before nodding sharply. "All right!"
Wu Lei had been out of prison for a year. Big cities were cruel, but with working hands and feet, he would not have become a homeless beggar as long as he worked hard. Yet because of his criminal record, no one would even hire him as a restaurant waiter.
So he could only beg. Now that this young man had given him an opportunity, what reason did he have not to seize it? At any rate, his current situation could not get any worse.
Jiang Yang took Wang Lei back to an upscale hotel and gave Wu Lei a bank card with one hundred thousand yuan on it. By tomorrow, he wanted to see a completely new Wu Lei.
After sending Wu Lei away, Jiang Yang began looking through the email Xiao Wan had sent him. The information inside was entirely consistent with what he already knew.
At present, Ye Fan was desperately searching for a summer job. With a major in finance, unless one's family had some assets or business connections, studying it was not especially useful.
Or rather, life would be very difficult right after graduation.
In the original novel, Ye Fan had not gone home for the summer. Instead, he had stayed in the school dormitory.
Ye Fan's first opportunity was also at the school: a powerful Inherited Profession.
Inherited Professions were unique—one of a kind across the entire world. In the original novel, this Inherited Profession had been the core of Ye Fan's rise.
"I might as well be a villain to the end. Don't blame me!"
Jiang Yang bought a small company and had it hire Ye Fan. Didn't Ye Fan want a summer job?
Ten thousand a month, with room and board included!
At this point, Ye Fan had not regained memories of his past life. He was still an ordinary person and simply could not resist the allure of money.
Less than an hour after the hiring notice was sent out, the manager of that small company relayed a message to Jiang Yang, saying that Ye Fan had already called the company several times and was preparing to move his things.
After hanging up, Jiang Yang's lips curled slightly upward. News had come from Tang Ya as well. She had already spent all the money Ye Fan had saved, and Ye Qingwei was scheduled for surgery tomorrow. What would happen without the surgery fees?
He had recruited Wu Lei, would meet the heroine tomorrow, and had lured Ye Fan away from the area around Linjiang University. Jiang Yang's plan was already half complete.
Next, it was time to retrieve something.
In an ordinary dormitory at Linjiang University, all his roommates had already moved out ahead of time. Ye Fan lay alone on his bed, recalling every moment of the interview with HR. He felt full of energy and motivation.
"Ten thousand a month, with room and board included. Where else could I find such a good deal?"
"Qingwei's surgery is tomorrow, and I've almost saved enough money."
Ye Fan opened his mobile banking app and carefully calculated his balance.
"Forty thousand yuan. Qingwei's surgery needs thirty thousand. I'll use eight thousand of the remaining ten thousand to buy Tang Ya a bag, then keep two thousand for my meals over the next two months!"
Ye Fan planned out every cent, but when he opened his mobile banking app, he froze.
What should have been a five-digit balance had turned into a single digit after the decimal point!
"How could this happen?!"
"Where's my money?"
Ye Fan leaped out of bed and began checking his transaction history, only to see a string of bills shocking enough to make him faint.
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