Chapter 337 Admiration
The knife came towards Chu Junyue, but he dodged sideways and subdued Zhong Ren with a grappling technique.
The dagger fell to the ground!
A pair of eyes filled with hatred stared at Chu Junyue.
The soldiers pointed their black guns at him.
Chu Junyue waved his hand and withdrew the gun.
"If you want to avenge your father, you've found the wrong person." The voice was cold and calm.
Chu Junyue clasped the middle-aged man's hands with one hand. It seemed like a very light movement, but it was actually very skillful.
Zhong Ren was forced to fall to the ground, still shooting a pair of extremely hateful eyes at Chu Junyue, "Killing you will also be regarded as revenge for the innocent people who died tragically because of your Chu family!"
"Mr. Chu's most beloved grandson, your value is incomparable to those illegitimate children!"
These words actually caused Chu Junyue's lips to curl up slightly, and he laughed out loud.
"It seems that Zhiyue's judgment is correct. You are very sober. It's a pity that you stay in a place like this. You are so concerned about the outside world, but you can't escape."
Jongin had disheveled hair, with large patches of gray hair falling down his forehead, covering his face. Through the gaps in the dirty hair, his scarlet eyes were bloodshot.
He had been waiting for many years, as if he was waiting for this moment. His strike hit the target and Chu Junyue was covered in blood!
Although he had nominally withdrawn from the inheritance rights, he was still the most favored heir by Old Man Chu. Killing him would be a devastating blow to the Chu family's vitality.
It has to be said that Jongin has spent half his life in a mental hospital, and his mental speed and reaction ability are no less than anyone else.
Even though he was firmly restrained by Chu Junyue, Zhong Ren stared at him without changing his gaze and let out a strange laugh from his throat.
"Your Chu family has brought misery to the people of the three states, and now you are sent here to pretend to govern. It's a huge joke! Do you really think you can still convince the people? Be careful, Chu Junyue, you may not even have a chance to leave here alive."
“Ahahahahahaha—”
His smile was hideous and his laughter was horrific, instantly echoing throughout the prison.
This appearance is somewhat similar to that of a mental patient.
Chu Junyue held him hostage, and Zhong Ren began to hit the ground with his head, the only part of his body that could move, and soon blood appeared.
"Damn it, damn it! You shameless scum who keep talking about morality and justice! Damn it, damn it!"
"Ah--" He let out a painful howl. The sound of his hitting the ground became louder. The two soldiers' faces changed slightly. They took a step forward and pointed their guns at him again.
Although Zhong Ren is not mentally ill, his mental state has already undergone imperceptible changes after being trapped here for a long time.
Seeing Zhong Ren looking so crazy, Chu Junyue didn't dare let Jiang Zhiyue get close to him, and ordered the soldiers to take her away.
Jiang Zhiyue didn't want to miss this opportunity, so she picked up the photo on the ground and handed it to the middle-aged man.
Jongin was lying on the ground, and the girl half-crouched on the ground, not caring about the blood stains on her clothes. She said in a cold but firm tone, "Mr. Jongin, now is the chance for you to punish those shameless scums who always talk about morality and justice."
"Why don't you want to take a look? Just one look will do."
This is Jiang Wanrou’s childhood photo.
Jiang Zhiyue believed that with just one glance, the truth would be revealed to the world.
The man was filled with rage, he was unwilling and he hated it!
He longed to see justice done and to have his grievances redressed.
His eyes were filled with the pleasure of dying together with Chu Junyue.
"You hate the wrong person." The girl's voice sounded again, no longer gentle, but decisive.
"This is the saddest thing. You are unable to clear Director Zhong's name, and you are targeting a person you have never had any contact with, while letting the real murderer who killed Director Zhong go. Don't you feel sad?"
Zhong Ren's head banged against the ground again and again. In this situation, everyone around would retreat away.
Blood was all over the ground, Jiang Zhiyue's knees were soaked in blood, but her face remained calm and she stared at Zhong Ren with burning eyes.
Jongin finally stopped moving and turned to look at her. He was actually struggling to reach out for the knife that had fallen in the distance.
"Look what I saw. The girl that the Chu family's heir likes. He must be heartbroken if he kills you!"
"Ah——!!!" Just as the words fell, there was a sound of bones cracking.
Chu Junyue almost broke his arm. Jiang Zhiyue reached out and grabbed the man's shirt. Chu Junyue's face turned green. "Keep your mouth clean."
"Did I say something wrong? Don't you like her?" He said in a ferocious voice, "You Chu family members are all sentimental! If you lose her, you will understand how I feel when I lose the most important person in my life. You will know how cruel everything you Chu family has done is!"
"The person who managed the three states back then was Old Man Chu, and he was not stationed here." Jiang Zhiyue said, "Old Man Chu's next successor also paid the price of his life for the three states. The person you hate is the corrupt officials, the second branch who colluded with outsiders to harm the three states, not him."
"At least, I believe what I have seen with my own eyes these past few days."
"In any area under his management, he took in all the homeless children in the area, regardless of their wealth or poverty."
"In the shelter he manages, status is the most useless thing. Children are born without knowing the difference between high and low in this world. It is the adults who teach them and the educational environment that influences them."
“If we can eliminate and change the root cause, if we can regenerate the city after it becomes a ruin, then everything can be changed.”
“When everyone no longer worries about class differences, no longer uses any means to climb up, and there are fewer interests and disputes, justice in this world will not be betrayed.”
The girl's voice was firm and powerful.
Half of Jongin’s face was pressed against the ground, almost deformed, and through the shaking vision, only a small pale face could be seen.
The girl is slim and graceful, and dressed simply.
For some reason, every word she said was extremely convincing. Even though they were the principles that Jongin hated the most, they were all high-sounding, just like those of politicians.
Her expression and tone are more admirable than anyone else's.
"I believe him."
She said, "Mr. Zhong Ren, you have been hiding here for more than 30 years. What kind of belief has supported you to survive? You must still have a glimmer of hope."
The blood had completely soaked the girl's knees and dyed half of her trouser legs red.
She was leaning on the ground, at the same height as Jongin, no looking down, no oppression, just statement.
Jongin looked at her again, his bloodshot eyes fixed on her.
Jiang Zhiyue held up the photo, "My mother's name is... Jiang Wanrou."
Zhong Ren's pupils shrank instantly.
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