Chapter 283: Chapter 283: Hate Me? Want Revenge?
Although Bi Wu has mixed with the wrong crowd, wielded a machete to scare people, he had only truly hacked someone once before, and that was just now with Bi Xia.
Bi Wu didn’t know why he did it; he only knew his mind was blank.
Watching Bi Xia go berserk, knocking countless people to the ground, watching Bi Xia really cripple one of Brother Qiang’s and Brother Jian’s legs and arms, Bi Wu suddenly remembered the moment in the Xia Shi Store when Bi Xia, holding a shattered beer bottle, was about to stab it fiercely into his eye.
He had seen Bi Xia go mad before, but seeing Bi Xia now, Bi Wu realized Bi Xia had never truly gone mad until now, until this moment!
He knew how strong Brother Qiang and Brother Jian were, he knew how many men Li Long had, but so what? They all fell under Bi Xia’s hands!
Bi Wu knew he couldn’t escape, and it wasn’t just him—his parents, and even Li Long couldn’t escape! Bi Xia had gone mad; he wouldn’t spare them!
As he watched Bi Xia swing the steel whip down on Wang Qiang’s leg, Bi Wu felt his own leg ache terribly, and the fear in his eyes grew. When he saw the machete in Li Long’s hand, Bi Wu didn’t think at all, he just snatched it and, before anyone could react, he hacked it straight at Bi Xia’s arm.
Better to cut it off! Better to cut off an arm!
Who knew that Bi Xia reacted quickly, the machete merely grazing the arm, but seeing the blood flow from that wound, Bi Wu also felt an extreme sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Bi Xia laughed coldly, and after crippling Wang Qiang’s leg, he didn’t even pay attention to his own arm, he just stepped closer and closer to Bi Wu.
Seeing Bi Wu drop the machete and hide behind Bi Qingzhi, Bi Xia’s smile became even more dazzling, "Today, we settle this account properly."
"First..." His gaze fell on Li Long, "You?"
Li Long trembled, feeling a gust of wind, a fist that seemed able to crush bones struck his abdomen, spreading intense pain throughout his body. Only then did Li Long understand why Wang Qiang couldn’t get up after taking that punch.
But this wasn’t the end; Bi Xia’s leg whip swung, landing on Li Long’s neck, lifting him up against the wall, knocking him unconscious.
Bi Xia curled his lips, "Weak. Bastard."
Turning his gaze towards Bi Qingzhi’s family, Bi Xia tilted his head slightly and said softly, "Uncle, Auntie, Brother Bi Wu, finally it’s your turn..."
"Bi Xia! I’m warning you, don’t do anything irrational!" Bi Qingzhi, seeing the ferocity in Bi Xia, shielded Wang Caiyun and Bi Wu while retreating until he backed into the already closed office door, realizing there was no way out.
"Yes, yes, we are all family, let’s talk it out," Wang Caiyun smiled apologetically, "It’s all Li Long’s fault, he misunderstood us. We just asked him to help so your mom wouldn’t divorce."
"Family? Not divorce?" Bi Xia sneered, raising his head slightly, and slowly said, "Having family like you is the greatest blessing in my life..."
"So fortunate I’m going insane!"
Step by step approaching Bi Qingzhi’s family, his eyes cold and fierce, "Bullying me, humiliating me, cursing me, hitting me—this is what family does?"
"Letting your son insult and mock Bi Yuan, beating and scolding him, treating him as a punching bag—is this what family does?!"
"Exploiting my mother, using her, colluding with Bi Qingyun to fake his death and deceive my mom—is this what family does?!"
Slap, slap, slap—
A few hard, heavy slaps landed on Wang Caiyun’s face, leaving her sprawled on the ground with flushed cheeks, "This is for humiliating my mom!"
Saying this, he backhanded two more loud, crisp slaps on Bi Qingzhi’s face, then grabbed his hair, ruthlessly kneeing him in the abdomen repeatedly, before throwing him to the ground, grabbing his hair again, and slamming his head on the ground, unrelenting even after blood poured from Bi Qingzhi’s forehead, even as Bi Qingzhi and Wang Caiyun repeatedly begged for mercy.
"Bi Qingzhi, this is for my mother. However many days my mother lay in bed, that’s how many times I’m making you lie down."
Suddenly, Bi Xia released Bi Qingzhi, sidestepping the steel whip swung at him by Bi Wu, kicking him down, his eyes cold and merciless as he looked at the hateful Bi Wu and mocked, "What? Hate me to death? Want revenge?"
"You don’t deserve it!"