"I have no money and I won't pay back a single cent." Lu Chen's expression was very cold. He would not pay off any gambling debts for his scumbag father anymore.
The money he owed back then was his grandfather's legacy, and he had no choice but to pay it back.
Now that his grandfather is gone, there is no one who can make him pay off his gambling debts. He would rather give alms to the poor than indulge his scumbag father in gambling.
"If you don't pay back the money, your hand will be chopped off."
The leader kindly reminded that since they dared to open a gambling house, they must know all the black and white things, and even if they cut off Lu's father's hand, nothing would happen.
Father Lu was terrified. He looked at Lu Chen pitifully and begged bitterly: "Xiao Chen, I am your father. You can't ignore me. I promise that I will never gamble again. I will definitely turn over a new leaf. If I gamble again, I am not a human being..."
He had owed so much money before, and his son had paid it back for him. Now it was only 130,000 yuan, so why didn't his son care? It must be that bitch Jiang Hanyan who bewitched his son.
"Xiao Chen, you and I are the closest. I am your biological father. Your grandfather is gone, and our family of three depends on each other. Xiao Chen, you can't ignore me. If I die, how will you explain to your grandfather? What about your mother?"
Father Lu cried so hard that his face was covered with snot and tears. He played the family card and mentioned Grandpa Lu, thinking that his rebellious son would listen to the old man the most and he would definitely not ignore him.
"How dare you mention Grandpa? If you hadn't owed me so much money, Grandpa wouldn't have been so angry that he died. Before he died, he told me that I must pay back the money you owed because those people were Grandpa's friends and they trusted Grandpa, so they were deceived by you. Grandpa always blamed himself for not teaching you well, and he was depressed and died early. It was all you who harmed Grandpa. How dare you mention him?"
Lu Chen picked up the whip, walked in front of Lu's father, and whipped him hard.
It’s okay if you don’t mention the old man, but he gets angry as soon as you mention him.
If it weren’t for this scumbag father, grandpa would definitely still be alive and he wouldn’t have to suffer so much.
"Oh my... stop hitting me, you bastard, I'm your father... oh my..."
Father Lu used all his limbs to crawl on the ground, but he could not avoid the whip. He was whipped several times and cursed in pain.
The thugs who came to collect debts were dumbfounded. Is this his biological son?
How can you be even more jerk than them?
They didn't dare to fight with their parents. If their parents wanted to hit them, they could only run away and would never dare to fight back. This man named Lu was so cruel that he even drew blood.
Lu Chen whipped his father ten times before the anger in his heart subsided a little. Father Lu collapsed on the ground, screaming, "Ah, ah, ah!" Bai Haitang just cried and wiped her tears.
Xue Hongyan was so happy that she wished Lu Chen would whip her a few more times, and it would be even better if he could whip that slut Bai Haitang as well.
Lu Chen flicked his whip and said to the thugs, "I don't have any money, just chop off his hands, even both of them."
He chopped it into pieces and kept it as a dog.
The gangsters were even more dumbfounded. After a long while, the leader said, "You think we dare not chop? I really did chop!"
"Cut it, do you have a knife?"
Lu Chen remained indifferent and was willing to lend a knife.
Father Lu on the ground was so frightened that his face turned pale than a dead person. He ignored the wounds on his body and howled at the top of his voice: "Xiao Chen, I will never gamble again. You must pay me back this time. I will never gamble again. I swear, if I gamble again, I will die miserably!"
"How many times have you made this oath in front of Grandpa? Which time did you fulfill it?"
Lu Chen looked at his scumbag father sarcastically. God was indeed not only blind but also deaf. Why didn't he strike this scumbag father to death?
The neighbors all came over and crowded at the door to watch the excitement. Someone shouted, "Back then, you knelt in front of Mr. Lu, cut your hands with a knife, and wrote a letter of guarantee with your blood. What a waste!"
"The words of a gambler are worse than farts, and farts smell a bit."
"Those years were really hard for Xiaochen. No one took care of him when he was so young, and he had to pay back so much money. He had no food to eat, and his parents lived like dead. Xiaochen is where he is today, all thanks to his own hard work!"
The neighbors were all shouting loudly. They could see that Lu Chen didn't care about his parents at all. He only cared about Jiang Hanyan. Naturally, they would stand on Lu Chen's side.
Besides, Father Lu and Bai Haitang were good-for-nothings to begin with, and they had disliked them for a long time.
Bai Haitang's face was pale and blue. She didn't think that she had failed in her responsibilities as a mother. It was obviously Lu Chen's own bad temper. He couldn't stay in the Tang family and had to run away to live alone. She couldn't leave the Tang family as well.
These people are just talking without any concern. She is a woman, without a job and no money. How can she support Lu Chen without relying on Tang Zhihua? It is clearly Lu Chen's fault. Why blame her?
Lu Chen didn't want to waste any more time, so he said to the gangsters, "Hurry up and chop!"
The thugs looked at each other in bewilderment. They had collected so many debts, but this was the first time they had encountered a family member who actively asked to be chopped off. This was definitely not his biological son.
They all looked at the beautiful and weak Bai Haitang, and then at Lu's father who was lying on the ground with snot and tears all over his face. They became even more certain that he was definitely cuckolded and was not his biological child.
"We can give you another month."
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The leading thug took the initiative to point out that although they talked about cutting off hands every day, they had never actually done it, and if they were really asked to do so, they would not be able to do it.
"There's no money for another year of grace, so you can cut them down if you want."
Lu Chen's expression became even more indifferent. He would not care about his scumbag father anymore. He was less than fifty years old, young and strong, and could fully support himself. There was no need for him to support him.
"By then, it won't just be one hand that's cut off. Think about it carefully."
The thugs made threats and fled. They had to go back and report to their boss. This family was too cruel. They didn't recognize any relatives and were cold-blooded.
Father Lu heaved a long sigh and felt a lot more relaxed. For a gambler, he never cared about the future but only the present. A month's grace period had already passed and he had to find some fun again. Too many lice wouldn't make you itch, and too many debts wouldn't make you worry. He had to borrow some more money as he hadn't bought the gold bracelet he promised to buy for Haitang yet.
As for paying back the money, Father Lu never thought about it, because he still had a rebellious son.
Those thugs must have been so generous as to extend the deadline by a month out of consideration for the rebellious son.
He depends on his parents and his children.
Father Lu has lived for more than forty years, and this is his only way of survival.
Lu Chen looked at his scumbag father coldly and put away the whip. Jiang Hanyan ran over and whispered in his ear: "Your father should just lie down."
I can't let this scum jump around anymore, only when he lies in bed can he be quiet.
"Um."
Lu Chen agreed very much and felt very regretful. He should have let his scumbag father lie down earlier.
Jiang Hanyan made an OK gesture. She would prepare the medicine in the evening, which would definitely make her scumbag father feel weak in his limbs, dizzy and spend the rest of his life in bed.
If the father is not kind, don't blame the son for being unfilial.