Fushun gritted his teeth and tightened his belt. Although he knew he had to tie up the wound immediately, it was still too late.
Because Fushun was hesitant, the wound would bleed at the slightest pressure. He didn't know whether the stab had hit a vital point. Fushun tried to stand up. The situation was not the worst, but it was definitely not optimistic.
Fushun touched his lips, and there was still some intact soft part, because in the movies, the lips of those who were about to die were either hard or like blisters.
It seems that my situation can still be saved.
"You bastard liar, you cheated all our family's money and even destroyed our family." Ashin kept shouting in this direction in the fog.
The fog became thicker at night, and it was already dark, so Fushun had no time to identify the other party's position. Moreover, if he didn't make any noise, it would not be easy for the other party to find him.
"You liar, people like you deserve to die."
Fushun was a little annoyed by the noise. He did make some money that was not so glorious, but the word "cheat" had nothing to do with him.
"What the hell did I lie to you about? You're such an idiot."
Fushun was upset and couldn't help but curse in that direction.
"You little bastard."
The two of them kept arguing with each other, and no one knew how long it would last. Fushun was still confident in his physical strength. His car was parked not far from the foot of the mountain, and he could get there by just a short walk.
Fushun is not afraid now, he is willing to fight to the death.
But Ashin would not give him this chance. He raised a stone and planned to give Fushun a final blow.
But this time Ashin failed. He didn't expect that this seriously injured man could still use a force that made him unable to resist.
Fushun lost too much blood, and blood began to be supplied to the most important organs first. His face looked pale, but he had a pair of blood-red glasses.
Fushun grabbed Ashin tightly and pinned him to the ground.
Ashin took out the knife again, but Fushun snatched it away and stabbed Ashin six or seven times in the thigh, ribs, and arm. If the dagger had not been shorter, Ashin would have been dead.
"You're fucking crazy. You have the energy to stay and wait for me instead of running away."
"That's right, I'm going to kill you. Killing someone means paying for your life."
Fushun pointed the tip of the dagger at Ashin and was about to stab it into Ashin's face.
"Killing someone means paying with your life. Isn't that the person you killed?"
"You are a little bit crazy."
Fushun held Ah Xin so tightly that it was impossible to tell whose blood was on the ground.
"If you hadn't lied to me that house prices would go up, I would have bought that house. If I hadn't bought that house, I would have spent all my savings and even owed a loan shark."
Ashin's tone now was as if he wanted to bite Fushun to death.
"It's all your fault. My life is ruined because of you. I have to let you have a taste of that feeling." Ashin said crazily.
During the two days he was on the run, he felt helpless and lived in fear all the time. In comparison, he would rather spend the rest of his life behind bars. At least there he would no longer be afraid and could sleep peacefully.
Now, he also wants Fushun to experience that feeling.
"I killed that little bitch. She was with her man at the time. I killed them both."
"That little bitch didn't have to die, but the way she acted so pitiful made me want to kill her."
Ah Xin is desperate to die and is willing to say anything just to anger Fu Shun.
"Fuck you."
Fushun punched Ashin again and again until his face was deformed.
Just when Fushun was about to give Ashin another fatal blow, a beam of flashlight hit his face. It was Wu Changyun who arrived with a group of actors from the company.
When Wu Changyun received the call, he was in the company discussing cooperation with TVB people. He was surrounded by their own actors. When it comes to this kind of job of finding people, of course the more people the better.
So all the big names in the company came.
"Let him go."
Wu Changyun shouted, because he also called the police, and the Royal Police would be here soon. When they saw such a scene, it would be very disadvantageous for Fushun. It was very likely that they would determine on the spot that Fushun had acted in excessive self-defense.
At this time, Wu Changyun still didn't believe that Fu Shun would have the intention to kill him.
When Fushun met Wu Changyun, he himself didn't expect that he would cry.
It was because of meeting Wu Changyun that he remembered that he was also an ordinary person, an ordinary person with relatives and friends, and he was not a psychopathic murderer.
It’s just this one thought, one thought leads to life, one thought leads to death.
Royal Police took two people away and both were taken to hospital for treatment due to their serious injuries.
After a while, Fushun was finally out of danger, and Wu Changyun was able to go and see this guy who had been to the gates of hell.
"How about it?"
Wu Changyun sat next to the hospital bed. Not far away was Ashin's ward. This guy was more seriously injured than Fushun. There were several police officers guarding the door.
Fushun did not answer, he was completely stunned. In order to prevent Fushun from escaping, two royal police officers were also standing by the bed.
They even did not give Wu Changyun the opportunity to contact Fushun privately, because Fushun was not only involved in a fraud case, but was also suspected of being an important member of the fraud gang.
"Chang Yun, do you think I made a wrong move?"
Fushun looked at the ceiling, he seemed to have figured it all out. Gillian's death made him no longer value money, because even without money, Gillian and Tian Xiaoguang lived a comfortable life and did not worry about staying alive. But now they could not live.
When he realized that he had done something completely wrong, he no longer cared what Wu Changyun thought of him.
What he looked like in the eyes of others and how others evaluated him seemed insignificant in Fushun's memories. All his experiences proved one thing to Fushun.
Whether he lives a good life or how others view you depends solely on some unknown things he does unintentionally.
Some made things better, some made things worse.
He would not do bad things again, but stubbornly thought that making more money than others would make his friends look up to him and make him look proud when he returned home.
Does this really matter?
Fushun turned his head and looked at Wu Changyun, who had a penetrating look in his eyes. What on earth had this guy been through?
Why does Wu Changyun always seem so calm and always know what he wants in the eyes of others?
"Aren't you confused?"
“Before…”
Wu Changyun said slowly.
He felt that this topic was a bit heavy. He was a person who extremely disliked reasoning with others, except when things had no other choice.
Wu Changyun felt that if Fushun continued to let himself go, he would become an idiot with a head full of philosophy.
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