Cornered against the wall, You De had nowhere left to retreat. Deep down, he was a despicable coward. Even now, he did not dare fight back against someone stronger. His legs buckled, and he dropped to his knees, his soaked, stinking trousers clinging between his thighs.
"I really don't know anything! I only went to the school gate to pick up my little brother. His birth parents are in the hospital waiting for treatment. Our whole family is already suffering. Please let me go! I'll do anything you want." You De slammed his forehead against the ground again and again, pleading through his tears.
"Are you afraid of me? I love seeing that look on your faces. Helpless, unable to change a thing. Every plea for mercy sounds like an invitation to me! An invitation to torture you in even crueler ways." The blood vessels beneath Wang Jie's skin bulged slightly. Deep in his eyes, a thin line of blood slowly cut across his pupils.
If he did not beg, he would be killed. If he begged, he would die even more horribly. You De's entire face crumpled. With both hands pressed against the floor, he suddenly recalled the television reports about You Liang.
The little brother he had abandoned was now a grown man, living a life filled with joy and happiness. He went around helping others, seemingly without a care in the world.
"Why is this happening? What did I ever do wrong? Why do I have to clean up this mess?" Under Wang Jie's provocation, something shifted in You De's mind and consciousness. It was as though his soul had been tainted, setting off an explosion of negative emotions.
He still did not dare resist Wang Jie, but he dared turn a blade on someone weaker.
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