Lu Fan saw Zhang Zihao always lowering his head and not daring to look at him, so he smiled and said:
"Why, do you think it was your impulsiveness and recklessness that caused Liu Qingqing and Jiang He to have their limbs broken and stay in the hospital for so long?"
If Zhang Zihao hadn't forced his way out of the Ryman Bar and went to the platinum boxing gym next door to fight with someone, Liu Qingqing and Jiang He wouldn't have had their limbs broken on the spot and almost died in order to save him.
Zhang Zihao trembled when he heard this and said nothing.
"Brother Lu..."
Mu Kang has always liked to be a good guy, and he was hesitant to open his mouth to explain to Zhang Zihao.
But Lu Fan raised his hand to stop what he was going to say next.
He stared at Zhang Zihao, who was bowing his head in silence, and said: "It doesn't matter if a man is out there doing something wrong, but he must admit it, and if he admits it, he must find a way to make up for it. What kind of man are you if you are bald and silent?"
"Everyone is dead, who else can I seek revenge from?"
Zhang Zihao suddenly raised his head, with a stubborn and cold face: "You should leave those people from the Bai family to me and let me kill them with my own hands to avenge the dead brothers!"
Although Zhang Zihao and the others were lucky to survive, nearly half of the Lu family army died in the conflict between the two sides.
He finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital. When he wanted to avenge Lu Jiajun's dead brothers, he found that these people had already died at the hands of Lu Fan. His resentment was difficult to eliminate, coupled with his self-blame, Zhang Zihao's
The emotions are a little distorted.
Jiang He and Mu Kang didn't speak. They knew that Zhang Zihao was a wild wolf and only Lu Fan could tame him.
"It turns out that the enemy in your eyes is the Bai family."
Lu Fan laughed contemptuously: "If that's the case, then you can die now. The Bai family has been extinct. What's the point of living in this world?"
"You live for revenge, and the target of revenge is just the Bai family. You really make me look down on you."
"If we don't take revenge on the Bai family, will we continue to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
Zhang Zihao whispered: "The blood debt is owed by the Bai family. Only by killing everyone in the Bai family can we avenge those brothers who died innocently and tragically!"
Because of his personality, Zhang Zihao has never had many friends in his life. In school, his classmates called him a weirdo and would not be with him. When he entered society, no one wanted to be friends with a boring gourd with an eccentric personality. It could be said that he was a car factory.
These people were the first real friends Zhang Zihao made in his life. He cherished this hard-won relationship, but he watched these friends die in front of him.
Lu Fan glanced at him with admiration and said: "Our enemy has never been the Bai family, but the forces in Shangjing and Jinling. They are far more powerful than the Bai family a thousand times or ten thousand times... If hatred can't make you grow up quickly,
, if it is more powerful, then what happened before will be repeated infinitely in the future."
"Do you have time to blame yourself and feel guilty? No, because that's what losers need to do."
"And what you need to do is to make your opponents fall into self-blame and guilt, make them feel how powerful and terrifying you are, and fear you from the bottom of their hearts. Only in this way can you survive future battles.
Only by coming down can you better protect the friends around you, right, Brother Jiang."
As the former captain of the field team, Jiang He deeply believed in what Lu Fan said.
He was even curious about how Lu Fan, at such a young age, could say such arrogant words in an understatement. If he said these words on the first day of going to the battlefield, it would definitely play an important role in mobilizing before the war and mobilize his men.
Soldiers rush to the battlefield and fight the enemy bravely!
"Going to Beijing, Jinling..."
Zhang Zihao took a deep breath and chewed these two places silently in his mouth, as if he wanted to engrav them in his bones.
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open, and then several of the Lu family's disciples who were standing guard at the door flew in.
One by one, their heads were bruised and bleeding, and they fell to the ground holding their arms and stomachs, groaning incessantly.
The hospital suddenly became quiet.
Jiang He's face darkened, he stood up and hummed, "Who is causing trouble here?"
When Lu Fan raised his head and looked over, four young men were clapping their hands and swaggering into the door of the medical center:
"Who is Lu Fan? Get out of here!"
Two men and two women, tall and tall, with extraordinary bearings, bulging brows, and eyes higher than the top of their heads, as if nothing in this world could catch their eye.
Among them, a woman in a white dress and a man in black walked at the front.
Looks arrogant.
Several Lu Jiajun disciples who followed behind tried to stop him, but they were swatted away by them.
The speed is so fast that it is impressive.
Jiang He was furious when he saw this: "Kick them out!"
