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Chapter 157 Brother Long’s Notes 3

People say that the cause of the stabbing incident when I was 13 years old was that the boy called me a beast who killed his father. In fact, that was not the case at all. I had planned it that day and deliberately appeared where he passed by.

His name was Deng Dajun, and he was a student at the technical school next door to our school. I no longer went to school at that time, but I still had contacts with some good friends from the school. One time I came to the back wall of the school and walked through a door on the back wall.

He jumped into the school to play with his classmates.

As soon as my feet landed, I saw Deng Dajun and three students from the technical school bullying a little classmate. The little classmate looked like a freshman in junior high school. He was chubby and wore glasses. Deng Dajun slapped him twice.

The freshman's glasses were slapped off on his face. Then Deng Dajun grabbed the freshman's collar and asked:

"Where's the money?"

"The money is all for you." The freshman wanted to cry but didn't dare.

"I told you to ask your family for it, do you want it?"

"I asked for it, but my dad didn't give it to me and even beat me up."

"Okay, it seems you still deserve a beating, right?" Deng Dajun said and kicked the freshman in the air.

Although Deng Dajun and I didn't like each other in the past, we always stayed within our own borders and did not provoke each other. But today, I saw him bullying a junior classmate, and he was still in our school. Of course I couldn't bear it anymore, so I went to the school.

Said before:

"Hey, what are you doing! You came to our school to bully people."

"Hey, isn't this that little beast? Want to fight against injustice?" Deng Dajun's mouth was very vicious.

Although there were four people across from them, all of whom were older and taller than me, I was not afraid of them at all. I rushed up to them and started fighting with them without saying a word. As you can imagine, I was beaten violently.

After beating me, they beat the new student again. After being beaten, I patted the dirt on my body and jumped out from the wall. The new student wiped his tears and went back to the classroom crying.

If the matter ended like this, then there would be no stabbing incident later.

In the afternoon of the next day, I heard from my classmates that a freshman in junior high school hanged himself at home. After much verification, I confirmed that the freshman who committed suicide was the fat boy with glasses who was bullied by Deng Dajun.

I went to the principal, to the police station, and then to the little fat man’s house, and told them how Deng Dajun bullied the little fat man. The principal coaxed me out without hearing what I had to say. The police officer at the police station listened to what I had to say.

Then he told me that you should go to the principal.

The little fat boy’s parents believed what I said and went to our principal, the principal of the technical school, the police station and the Education Bureau. Later I heard that Deng Dajun’s father was an official, so I found someone and spent money to report the matter to him.

Pressed.

I was still young at that time, and even though I was mischievous and fighting all day long, I still had a sense of justice. The little fat man could not die in vain, and I wanted to avenge the little fat man. I wanted to be an upright hero like Lu Xiaofeng, and I wanted to eradicate these bullies.

Weak scum.

I followed Deng Dajun for several days and found out that the three people I met in school that day were the ones who often stayed with him. I also knew several places where they often went. After choosing the place to ambush them, I

All the friends who were playing with me were called together. There were eight of us in total. Two against one, we felt that we were sure to win. Moreover, we also stole a few benches from the school and removed the legs of the benches.

One hand per person.

Before the expedition, we made a blood alliance and drank blood wine together. What we drank was real human blood, my blood. After drinking the blood wine, I said to my brothers:

"When the time comes, we will kill them to death, and we will never be lenient. If we kill each one, we will count them all. After that, you all run away, and I will take the blame alone. The rest of you will not be implicated in any way."

In an alley, we blocked Deng Dajun and others. What we didn't expect was that there were six of them that day. The melee started, but the situation did not develop in the direction we expected. Our team was quickly defeated and we drank together.

The brothers who had drunk the blood wine all fled in all directions.

I was beaten up by Deng Dajun and others, and finally stepped on by Deng Dajun. I have to thank my father. If he hadn't taught me the skills of being beaten since I was a child, I might not have been able to bear the abuse of those boys.

My torture. Although I was stepped on, when my breathing had stabilized, the six people standing next to me were still breathing heavily.

At this time, Deng Dajun took out his switchblade and pressed the button. The blade jumped out with a cold light and a sharp edge. He drew a circle in front of me with the switchblade and said:

"Little beast, I know you are suing me everywhere. It doesn't matter. Keep suing me. I don't care. But if you sue me once, I will stab you with a knife."

"Stick me to death if you can." I was not afraid of the knife in his hand at all. What I regretted at this time was why I didn't think of preparing such a knife.

"Stab you to death? Haha, I'm not that stupid. I'll pay with my life if I stab you to death. The life of a beast like you is not worth it." Deng Dajun said such words, which actually proved that he had no courage.

"If you don't stab me to death, I will stab you to death sooner or later." I deliberately used words to provoke him.

At this time, Deng Dajun did something that he would regret for the rest of his life. He actually let go of his foot and asked me to get up from the ground. He even said with a smile:

"You little beast, do you have the guts to stab me to death?"

I glanced at him without saying anything, thinking about how I could snatch the knife away and plunge it into his body.

I don’t know if Deng Dajun was confused at the time, or if he really didn’t think highly of me, or if he was just taking advantage of their large number of people. Seeing that I didn’t speak, he probably thought that I was really cowardly, so he turned the handle of the knife upside down and handed it to me and said:

"Come on, I'll give you a knife, and you can stab me to death."

I didn't have any hesitation at the time. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I was here to kill you today, but now that you have brought it to your door, don't blame me. I reached out to take the knife, and drew it back first.

Then he stabbed the knife into his stomach.

Seeing Deng Dajun lying on the ground clutching his stomach and twitching, I knew he would die soon. It was written like this in the novel. I was very proud at the time and imitated the protagonist in the novel and wiped it on his clothes.

Wiping the blood on his hands, he turned and walked to the police station.

I told the police at the police station that I had killed someone, but they didn't believe me at all. They also told me to go wherever I wanted to play and not to delay their work. I stayed in the police station and refused to leave until Deng Dajun's associates came to the police station.

After reporting the crime, they believed what I said.

Later, I regretted it. It was not that I regretted stabbing him, but that I didn’t stab him a few more times. I was still young at that time and didn’t know how to kill people. Maybe I had read too many martial arts novels by Gu Long and thought that killing people always kills with one knife.

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