The crooked way can also lead to heaven

There is a saying among the people.

Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

But can justice that is late really be considered justice?

I am afraid no one can say this clearly.

When an unfortunate event happens to you, I believe most people think of solving it reasonably.

But when the problem cannot be solved according to your will, and justice is delayed, then powerlessness and anger will surge in your heart at this moment.

As the saying goes, the strong advocate power, and the weak advocate violence.

When a person has no power and is oppressed, and justice cannot be fair, then evil ways will come into being, and violence will become the most effective means.

Evil ways have long become a derogatory word in people's mouths, but no one dares to ignore its existence.

But there is one thing that no one can refute.

That is, evil ways cannot properly solve the problem at all, but they can directly solve the people who create the problem!

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Tianhai City, Wuming Street.

In the middle of the night, late autumn enveloped the entire city. The streets were empty, and the street lamps on both sides emitted a faint light.

The cold wind blew, blowing up the newspapers on the ground, making the place look a little desolate.

At the corner of the street, there was a shop with lights on, which looked gloomy.

The furnishings in the shop were simple, and a large number of bottles and jars were placed on the shelves, which was eye-catching.

In front of the table, a stern-looking young man sat with his back to the door, holding a paper doll in his hand, and was drawing the facial features on the paper doll with a pen, looking very evil.

He was the owner of the shop, Ye Ran.

He always liked to tinker with some strange things on weekdays, and the things sold in the shop were also very weird.

This spread to ten, ten spread to a hundred, and gradually there was no normal business.

After Ye Ran carved the doll in his hand, a woman stepped into the shop, holding a leather bag tightly in her arms.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked around cautiously, with a slightly nervous expression.

"Please sit down and look for anything you want. If you don't find what you like, you can ask me."

Ye Ran stood up and put the doll away, then glanced back at the plainly dressed customer.

The woman nodded reservedly, then started to walk around the store, but her flustered expression didn't seem like she was here to buy anything.

Ye Ran noticed something and said directly: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't be so secretive."

The woman paused, her brows relaxed and then wrinkled, and after a moment of hesitation, she said: "My name is Zhao Yu, and I want to hire you for a favor."

Ye Ran nodded, motioned her to sit down and talk slowly, and went to get a glass of warm water.

Zhao Yu took a sip from the cup and said with a worried look: "My child just went to college this year. Every time he went home, he had injuries of varying degrees. He would not tell me when asked and often locked himself in his room."

"Later I found out that my child was bullied by his classmates every day. Not only were they insulted and teased, but some even called on all students to bully him."

"I wanted to transfer to another school in a few days, but the child died inexplicably in the school. The leaders said that he committed suicide and had nothing to do with the school."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yu's voice became choked, and she suppressed her sadness and told the whole story.

Her child was called Zhao Feng. He was forced to death by his classmates less than half a semester after entering college.

According to Zhao Yu's oral statement, she had personally checked the matter, but was blocked by the school in every possible way. In the end, she drove the person out and prohibited him from entering.

Fortunately, God will not let down those who work hard. Zhao Yu finally learned the truth from a student.

It turned out that Zhao Feng did not commit suicide, but was pushed off the roof by someone in the school.

In order not to affect its own image, the school decided to conceal the matter. In addition, the murderer was the son of a school director, so the matter was naturally suppressed.

Zhao Yu would not compromise, and after discussing with the witness, he decided to report the son to the authorities.

Who would have thought that when everything was going well, the witness was bribed by the other party and changed his testimony on the spot to show that there was no such thing.

Zhao Yu was ashamed, looking at the smug smile on the other party's face, she had no way to do anything.

Ordinary people like them, who have no money, power or influence, can't fight against these high-ranking existences.

I wanted to take my son back to my hometown in the countryside for burial, but I was robbed by a group of gangsters on the way. The coffin was smashed and Zhao Feng's body was also smashed into pits.

After reporting to the authorities, the gangsters have not been caught until now.

I thought there was no hope of revenge in this life, but I unexpectedly heard from others that there is a special store in Tianhai City that can do almost anything.

After much inquiry, Zhao Yu finally found this shop on Wuming Street.

After hearing the whole story, Ye Ran didn't waste any words: "What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Yu made up his mind and said with gritted teeth: "Bring the person to me!"

Ye Ran didn't rush to agree, and remained calm: "The more money, the more things will be done."

In this era, money is important everywhere, and Ye Ran is no exception, and he has a motto.

Money loves me, I love money!

Zhao Yu opened the leather bag in his arms and took out a stack of red banknotes. After counting carefully, there were about 300,000.

Ye Ran glanced at it lightly: "All consequences are at your own risk. In addition, where is the delivery location?"

Zhao Yu thought about it, borrowed a pen and paper to write it down, and informed the other party's information.

After he left, Ye Ran put away the money and locked the door and left.

The other party lived in Shengtang Huadu in the suburbs. It was a villa area where rich people lived. It was very luxurious and easy to find.

"Row A, Building 12..."

Ye Ran stopped the car and looked for the house number one by one. It didn't take long for him to find the target.

Two tall and strong bodyguards stood at the door, wearing suits.

Seeing someone approaching, one of them raised his hand and shouted: "Private territory, retreat!"

Ye Ran ignored him, took out a black pistol from his waist, installed a silencer in front of the two people, and shot through their heads with two shots.

He almost blinded his eyes when he stepped over the corpse and entered the door. This villa was made like a palace. I'm afraid he would get lost if he entered.

The door in front of the square was not closed, and someone could be seen busy. It should be a servant or something.

Even Ye Ran had to sigh at the luxury of the rich. The cheapest villa in Shengtang Huadu started at 50 million, and the people who lived in it were either rich or noble.

"Sir, you...?"

A maid appeared with a tray beside her, and asked with a puzzled look on her face, because the person in front of her was too unfamiliar and she had no impression of him.

Ye Ran smiled at her lightly, reached out to pick up the drink on the tray, and asked: "Which floor is Young Master Jiang Huai on?"

The maid felt puzzled and obviously didn't want to answer.

But the next second, a hole was opened in the middle of her forehead.

Ye Ran took a sip of the drink and walked into the villa without changing his expression.

The servants who were cleaning inside turned around and showed a puzzled expression.

Ye Ran didn't hesitate at all, and killed all the living people he could see in front of him, so as to avoid the trouble of notifying the authorities later.

For him, the code of conduct is four words.

Get money and do things!

As for witnesses other than the target, of course it is best to kill them directly, the simplest way is the best.

Why bother thinking when you can use violence to push.

There are four floors inside the villa. Ye Ran can't ask the specific location of the target, so he can only search room by room.

Arriving at the first room on the fourth floor, Ye Ran fired several shots at the door handle, then kicked the door open.

What came into view... well... Lin Daiyu fighting Cheng Yaojin was a bit eye-catching.

The two people on the bed were frightened and quickly got into the quilt to cover themselves.

The middle-aged man looked greasy, but he revealed a sense of leadership, and immediately shouted: "Get out now!"

Ye Ran took a sip of the drink in his hand, raised his pistol and knocked on his head: "You... Jiang Dawang?"

Jiang Dawang continued to shout: "You know who I am, but you still don't hurry out, you kid is looking for death!"

Ye Ran's mouth curled up, as if there was some sarcasm, and then emptied the magazine at the two people.

Since Jiang Dawang is in this room, that guy Ming Jianghuai is next to him.

Glancing coldly at the corpse on the bed, Ye Ran snorted lightly, it seems that powerful people are not indestructible, they are all mortals.

Sweeping all the way, he finally found the target person in the corner, who was sleeping soundly on the bed at this moment.

Ye Ran quietly came to the bed and shot the man's legs twice to prevent him from running around.

Jiang Huai woke up in pain and screamed.

"My legs!!!"

"Who the hell are you? Dare to touch me. Believe it or not, I will have someone chop you to death!!"

Ye Ran frowned slightly, raised his hand to knock the man unconscious, and threw him into the trunk and left.

The location Zhao Yu gave was not far away. It would only take five or six minutes to drive at 120 miles per hour. Jiang Huai in the trunk would not bleed to death.

Arriving at the delivery location, Ye Ran got out of the car and looked around. This place was a village in the city. No one could be seen at night, and many houses looked dilapidated.

He lit a cigarette and waited silently for Zhao Yu to arrive.

After half a cigarette, a figure suddenly appeared under the dim street light in the distance, staggering towards this side, as if carrying something heavy.

Zhao Yu put down his backpack: "Master, have you caught the person?"

Ye Ran went over to open the trunk, took the person out and threw him on the ground.

Seeing the murderer who killed his son, Zhao Yu could not suppress his anger and slapped him.

At this time, Jiang Huai's face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, and it seemed that he had not even much strength left.

He could naturally recognize the woman in front of him, and immediately said: "My father is a nominal elder of the Yin-Yang Association, and he knows many big men in Tianhai City. Be careful, I will make you die without a complete corpse!"

As expected of a young master, even in such a dangerous situation, he can still maintain an arrogant and domineering attitude.

Ye Ran didn't care. This guy's father had died in bed a long time ago.

Zhao Yu grabbed Jiang Huai and gritted his teeth and said: "I want you to pay for my son's life!"

As he said, he took out a piece of plastic cloth from his backpack and spread it on the ground, and then picked up a butcher knife, cut off Jiang Huai's head alive, and then cut up the body and packed it up.

Ye Ran just watched silently, without any ripples in his heart.

After cleaning up the scene, Zhao Yu asked politely: "Master Ye, I heard that you have the ability to resurrect the dead. Can I ask you for another favor?"

Ye Ran put out the cigarette butt and said lightly: "There is no reason to refuse the business that comes to your door. Just pay."

Hearing this, Zhao Yu's eyes also became more hopeful. He immediately opened his leather bag and took out several bundles of red banknotes.

Ye Ran just glanced at it and said: "Are you kidding?"

Zhao Yu was slightly stunned, lowered his head and looked at the money without saying a word. After a moment, he said: "May I ask how much Master Ye wants?"

Ye Ran calmly raised two fingers: "Two hundred thousand, no bargaining."

"Two...two hundred thousand?!" Zhao Yu trembled and spoke, his eyes full of horror.

The first sum of money was borrowed from everywhere and squeezed out. Now there are only tens of thousands of yuan left in the family. Two hundred thousand is really an astronomical figure.

Ye Ran turned around and prepared to get in the car and leave. Since he couldn't come up with the money, there was nothing to talk about.

Give me money, I will help you.

No money, go wherever you want.

Seeing that Ye Ran was about to leave, Zhao Yu hurriedly shouted at him in a hurry: "Master Ye, I will give it to you tomorrow!"

Hearing the voice, Ye Ran rolled down the window and reminded: "You will bear the consequences at your own risk."

After saying that, he drove away, and the taillights soon disappeared into the night.