Despite Chen Fan's fierce punches, Zhu Guanli seemed to dodge them effortlessly, watching Chen Fan's despair with a mocking gaze.
"You pathetic idiot, you can't even support your own woman, let alone keep her safe. You're not even worth my time!" Manager Zhu said coldly, then turned and left.
Chen Fan knelt down on the ground, his back bent into a bow.
In this cruel world, he felt helpless and alone, and his heart was completely broken.
He knew he could never go back to the past, and he could never believe in the beauty of love again.
In this land shrouded in despair and betrayal, he could only protect himself, becoming a cold and strong person.
Just when he was in despair, a familiar voice reached his ears.
"Chen Fan, don't be sad. I'll help you control him. You just need to vent your emotions."
"Thank you, Captain. Here's a knife. I'll teach him a lesson!"
“Okay!” Junjue handed him a sharp Swiss Army knife and stepped aside to wait.
Chen Fan got up from the ground and looked at Zhu, who had originally left but was now frozen in place, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.
"What's going on? Why is my whole body out of control?" Manager Zhu felt his whole body stiffen and couldn't take a step, so he said in a panic.
Chen Fan, holding a sharp knife, stabbed the other man's groin repeatedly, saying as he vented his anger:
"You bastard! You dared to sleep with someone else's girlfriend! You dared to look down on me!"
"Death is too good for you! I'll make you wish you were dead!"
With each slash, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, echoed from the side.
"Ahhh... my manhood!"
"Please let me go, please stop stabbing me."
"Let you go? You use this to insult me, to mess with my woman, and to trample on my dignity."
"You still want me to let you go? Dream on!" After saying that, Chen Fan stopped listening to the other party's pleas for mercy and didn't stop until he had torn the other party's lower body apart.
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