Just a few minutes ago, after Wen Ziqing carried Wen Yiran upstairs, Wen Yulun walked up to Wen Yulong and suddenly punched him in the face, leaving half of Wen Yulong's face swollen.
"Third brother, you are crazy!" After Wen Yulong climbed up from the sofa, he couldn't help but punch Wen Yulun back.
"You beast! You're a beast who only cares about teaching and not educating!" Wen Yulun felt like he was about to explode with anger. Only by fighting with Wen Yulong could he vent his anger. If it weren't for Wen Ziyun, his mother would still be fine now! Not only did Wen Ziyun steal and rob money, he also took Feng Xueying's life! The doctor said that Feng Xueying died because of a head injury and a ruptured blood vessel that was not detected in time.
"Ziyun is like this because of his mother's poor parenting. How can I be blamed for this?" Wen Yulong felt wronged. The husband worked outside, the wife stayed home. Hadn't they all been like this in their family? Zhu Xiaoru and Wang Qiuyan were still working and earning a salary! His own daughter, Wu Xiuli, hadn't worked in years and couldn't even manage her two children at home.
"How dare you say that? It's the father's fault for not raising and educating his child. Haven't you ever been educated?" Wen Yulun became even angrier and couldn't help but punch Wen Yulong again.
"Third brother, I am your eldest brother after all. If you behave like this, I will teach you a lesson." Wen Yulong was so angry that he couldn't help but attack.
Wen Yulong had been in the army before and exercised every day, so his skills were definitely better than Wen Yulun's. Seeing that Wen Yulun was hit twice by Wen Yulong and had no strength to fight back, Wen Yuxiang began to take sides.
"Little brother, don't be impulsive. A gentleman uses words instead of fists. My elder brother is a military man. How can you, a weak scholar like you, beat him?" Wen Yuxiang yelled while grabbing one of Wen Yulong's arms, causing Wen Yulong's kick at Wen Yulun to miss.
"Second brother, get out of the way." Wen Yulong was angry.
"Brother, you've always known how to give in to me since we were young. How come now that you're old, you're swinging your fist at me? This is not good." Wen Yuxiang yelled, and pulled Wen Yulong as he was about to dodge. Wen Yulong punched him in the eye, leaving a black eye.
Wen Ziqiu had been hiding in a corner, not daring to make a sound. But when he saw Wen Yulong being beaten in a mixed doubles match by the brothers Wen Yuxiang and Wen Yulun, he couldn't help but scream.
After Wen Yulun threw two more punches, Wen Yulun and Wen Yuxiang finally stopped. They didn't stop because they were afraid of damaging their brotherly relationship, but because they were doing it for Wen Ziqing's sake.
Wen Ziqing stood by and watched. Although he did not try to stop the fight, Wen Yuxiang was too embarrassed to openly beat Wen Yulong with his two younger brothers in front of him.
"Second brother, third brother, you two are crazy." Wen Yulong looked at his face which had been upgraded to a "pig head" in the mirror and cursed angrily.
"Brother, Mom is dead, Mom is dead! Did you know that your little brat killed her? Waa ...
Zhu Xiaoru and Wang Qiuyan were also wiping away tears. To be honest, although Feng Xueying was not a good mother-in-law, she was not a bad one either. The little resentment Zhu Xiaoru had towards Feng Xueying disappeared with her death.
Zhu Xiaoru and Wang Qiuyan were heartbroken, but secretly wary. They really couldn't let their children down when it came to their upbringing. If they didn't teach them well, they'd be letting their parents down, and their ancestors down!
Wen Ziqing stood aside, not intending to support Wen Yulong, nor noticing how badly Wen Yulong was beaten by his two uncles. Wen Ziqing released his spiritual sense, searching inch by inch from near to far. After several minutes, he finally found Wen Ziyun, two kilometers away from the Wen family.
Wen Ziyun and a fat black man were sitting in a private room in a restaurant. The table was littered with cups and plates. It looked like they had just finished a meal and a few drinks.
"Brother Bao, I have three thousand yuan here. How much can I buy with it?" Wen Ziyun took out a stack of money from his trouser pocket and handed it to the fat black man with a flattering smile on his face.
This morning, Wen Ziyun sold the gold necklaces, gold rings and other items he had "stolen" from Feng Xueying at a low price, and finally collected three thousand yuan.
"Only three thousand yuan? Wen Ziyun, are you kidding me? Didn't you say you would buy all the goods I have today?" The fat black man took the stack of money from Wen Ziyun's hand, counted it, spat on the ground, and threw the money on the table.
"Brother Bao, I'm a little short of money recently. Can you give me a few days' grace for the remaining money?" Wen Ziyun pleaded after he cleaned up the messy money on the table thrown by the fat black man.
"Wen Ziyun, are you crazy? In a business like ours, how can we sell on credit? You can pay with money, gold and silver jewelry, antiques and jade. If you don't have these, you can pay with beautiful and clean women." The fat black man lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and then "gave" Wen Ziyun a few words of advice.
Wen Ziyun frowned. He truly had no money left. The passbook Wu Xiuli had given him to keep when she went to prison had been completely emptied out by Wen Ziyun over the past few months. Even if he had gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, jade, and the like, he certainly wouldn't be able to get his hands on them after what he'd done today, stealing Feng Xueying's money. And as for women... he still had a beautiful sister!
"Brother Bao, I have a younger sister who is pretty." After making up his mind, Wen Ziyun took out a wallet from his pocket. In the wallet was a photo of Wen Ziyun's family of four. It was taken when Wen Yulong was just transferred back to Kyoto.
The photo was taken two years ago. Wen Ziqiu looked a little young in the photo, but it was not difficult to see that she had a pretty face.
"Hehehe... Your sister is pretty and a rich lady. If she works at Regent for two or three years, she could be worth some money." The fat black man looked at Wen Ziqiu in the photo for a few times and finally agreed.
Finally, Wen Ziqing saw the black fat man give Wen Ziyun a bag of... powder?
Wen Ziqing was furious at the familiar packet of powder. In his previous life, he had spent considerable time in the Special Operations Squad and carried out several special missions. One of these missions involved Wen Ziqing leading a team to capture a major drug trafficker along the border. He recognized this powder instantly.
In his previous life, Wen Ziqing had seen many addicted people who would do anything for their own happiness.
No wonder Wen Ziyun wanted to steal Feng Xueying's money. Drug addicts have no rationality at all.
What's even more terrifying is that Wen Ziyun has lost all his moral principles as a human being. For his own selfish desires, Wen Ziyun even used his beloved sister as a bargaining chip to exchange for drugs.
In the box, the conversation between Wen Ziyun and the fat black man continued.
"Brother Ziyun, if you keep spending without earning, sooner or later all your gold and silver will be spent! Considering that you are a down-to-earth person, I, the seal, will be kind enough to give you some advice today." The fat black man said, pretending to care about Wen Ziyun.
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