Ning Fan's roar shook the soul, Liu Dashun looked from Ning Fan to Zhu Ba, speechless and choking with emotion, tears finally fell.
Zhu Ba, standing by the jeep in the distance, did not dare to move, clueless as to what this confrontation between Ning Fan and Liu Dashun was all about.
Seeing Liu Dashun's current state, Ning Fan frowned.
Liu Dashun still seemed afraid to make a move against Zhu Ba, at which Ning Fan yelled again, "Your dignity, who will defend it!"
Ning Fan could help him temporarily but certainly couldn't be there forever, Ning Fan hoped that Liu Dashun would stand up at this moment to defend his own dignity.
Perhaps the word "dignity" had profoundly triggered Liu Dashun, as he wiped his tears and lifted his head resolutely looking towards Zhu Ba.
The next moment, he unleashed all the long-suppressed frustration in a roar, "My dignity, I will defend it!"
"You, what do you want to do?!" Zhu Ba stared blankly as Liu Dashun walked towards him step by step.
The man he considered a loser seemed to have undergone a dramatic transformation.
Liu Dashun's face was resolute, his eyes filled with realization, as he casually picked up a steel pipe from the ground and strode toward Zhu Ba.
Zhu Ba was scared; now severely injured from a kick by Ning Fan, even walking was difficult, and with Liu Dashun approaching with a steel pipe, Zhu Ba had no means to retaliate.
At this moment, Zhu Ba looked towards Ning Fan with a pleading gaze and called out, "Big brother, I've already agreed to you, I won't come here to cause trouble again, spare me please!"
Zhu Ba had thought Ning Fan truly wanted to offer money to smooth things over, but Liu Dashun's interference had decidedly turned the tables against him.
If Liu Dashun truly hardened his heart to act against him, then the money Ning Fan had offered would become his medical expenses.
However, Ning Fan did not even glance at Zhu Ba, instead focusing intently on Liu Dashun, nodding slightly at him, showing the attitude a man should have.
Zhu Ba had insulted Liu Dashun in every possible way, especially the deep-seated hatred from stealing his wife, and Ning Fan truly hoped that Liu Dashun would defend his own dignity, rather than Ning Fan relentlessly helping him.
A person can cower momentarily, but not for a lifetime!
Being ignored by Ning Fan, Zhu Ba's face turned even uglier, and he suddenly panicked, stumbling backward while bracing against the jeep's hood, crying out to Liu Dashun, "Liu Dashun, don't come over, I've already paid Ning Bro to smooth things over, you need to follow the rules too!"
However, Liu Dashun's face hardened as he retorted, "Ning Bro said he's cleared things up with you, but our issues aren't settled yet!"
Seeing Liu Dashun so resolute, Zhu Ba's face showed panic, and he yelled again, "You're breaking the rules, don't come closer—I told you not to come closer!"
Zhu Ba was so anxious tears nearly escaped; clutching his backpack in front of him as if to use it as a shield against the advancing Liu Dashun.
Seeing Zhu Ba in such a sorry state, Liu Dashun made up his mind, and a man's blood was fully awakened.
Liu Dashun intended to return every act Zhu Ba had inflicted upon him twofold.
"Bastard Zhu, have the guts not to hide!"
Zhu Ba's face turned extremely ugly; Bastard Zhu was a nickname he detested deeply, and now Liu Dashun had boldly called it out in front of him, filling him with both anger and fear.
If it were a regular day, anyone daring to shout at him like that would definitely have three legs broken.
But now, it was good enough that Liu Dashun didn't break his three legs.
Upon hearing Liu Dashun yell out the nickname "King Bastard Zhu," people in the school also gasped in shock. Liu Dashun had really changed.
Zhao Lili felt this change the most directly; having been with Liu Dashun for so long, she knew exactly what kind of person he was.
And now, Liu Dashun was no longer the timid and cowardly person who always shrank away from trouble.
"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill you!" Zhu Ba couldn't care less now. Normally, with Ning Fan by his side, he would never dare to utter such threats.
Liu Dashun seemed not to hear Zhu Ba's threats at all. After approaching him with a steel pipe, he relentlessly beat him.
"Ahhh, f*ck your mom!" Zhu Ba cursed loudly in pain, wishing he could cripple Liu Dashun if he had the chance to fight back.
Zhu Ba, though reluctantly, had to accept his fate when defeated by a powerful Ning Fan. But Liu Dashun, wasn't he just a scrub—Zhu Ba, who always had his eyes on Lili, could not be clearer?
In his heart, Liu Dashun was just a useless weakling, a coward, trash!
But now, Liu Dashun, completely awakened by a few words from Ning Fan, swung his steel pipe at Zhu Ba without a trace of mercy.
Zhu Ba cried out painfully, and the surrounding villagers clapped and cheered.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me, I beg you, spare me!"
Zhu Ba was beaten to the ground, then he couldn't get up anymore. Now, he could only protect his face while continuously screaming, hoping that Liu Dashun would let him go.
But the deeper the hatred, the heavier the blow. For his own dignity, Liu Dashun turned a deaf ear to Zhu Ba's pleas for mercy, took up the steel pipe, and kept striking Zhu Ba on the ground, ferociously like beating a drowning dog.
Zhu Ba rolled and crawled on the ground, taking several more hits on his back. He was completely breaking down. If Liu Dashun continued to beat him, he was really going to die soon, and then he might have to bring that million yuan with him to Hell to bribe the fiends there.
"Please, spare me, spare me!"
Zhu Ba knelt on the ground, continuously kowtowing to Liu Dashun.
This finally had an effect. Liu Dashun gasped for breath, looking at Zhu Ba kneeling on the ground, not knowing if he stopped because he was tired or because he felt avenged seeing Zhu Ba kowtow.
But his pause was a relief for Zhu Ba, who was still terrified of both Ning Fan and Liu Dashun and didn't dare to stand up from kneeling.
Liu Dashun began to eye Zhu Ba again, chuckling lightly, "It's not over yet, there's one last thing!"
"What?" Zhu Ba looked at Liu Dashun with tears nearly streaming down, fearfully kneeling on the ground.
With a slap, Liu Dashun struck Zhu Ba's face. This slap was a payback. If Ning Fan hadn't helped him back then, it would probably be him lying on the ground.
Zhu Ba covered his face, groaning in pain, yet not daring to look at Liu Dashun.
In a corner, Zhao Lili watched Liu Dashun, clenching her teeth tightly, her gaze filled with immense regret.