2 The Result...

After Brother Hou and the thugs walked away, Grandpa Lou ran over to Wang Ming with tears and blood streaming down his face. He was horrified, it seemed like Wang Ming's legs were broken, he tried to touch them, and they felt wobbly. His arms and ribs didn't look any better, either. Wang Ming's condition looks terrible. I would have been dead for sure if this happened to me. "Please hold on Wang Ming! Please don't die. Somebody help me please" Grandpa Lou kept screaming while tears poured down like rain from his eyes. But no one came. He looked around, and all he saw was eyes wide with fear. He knew that he just had to rely on himself to get Wang Ming healed up. But before he could do it, he felt that all his energy left his body and he collapsed over Wang Ming.

The onlookers wanted to call the police, but no one dared to afraid of offending Brother Hou. All the people on the street sighed a breath of relief after Brother Hou, and his underlings left. They then tried to call the ambulance but before they could call. They saw two big men wearing black suits with a sharp and ferocious look on their faces, also tattoos on their faces saying 3(San) and 4(Si). The two men slowly walked up to Wang Ming and Grandpa Lou and lifted them on their shoulders and walked out. Some of the onlookers wanted to ask, where they tried to take them but got cold feet and shut their mouths as soon as the two men glared at them. Better them than us they all thought and just went on with their day. As the saying goes, "Curiosity killed the cat."

The two men went out of the street to a car parked in an alleyway. It was a limousine type Bentley. They opened the car to lay Wang Ming and Grandpa Lou down gently. There was another man inside the vehicle that looked to be reasonably old around 50 to 60 years old. He nodded to the men, then they went inside the car and started driving. While they were driving the Old Man watched Wang Ming with a tender look, he took out an ancient book from his chest putting it underneath Wang Ming's shirt. Then saying, "I hope that I won't regret this day. I put my faith in you, my boy. If you can't save us, then China will collapse."

"Are you sure about this, Boss? If he doesn't succeed, we won't have time to choose another person." Asked the driver.

"I believe in him San, now drop him off in front of his house Si." San, and Si both nodded and drove to Wang Ming's house before laying him on the steps outside his house and knocking on the door.

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"What about the Old Man Boss? Do you want us to get rid of him?"

"Take care of him as you would usually do, but since he had helped Wang Ming before. Be nice to him before you send him away." As the car drove away, the book on Wang Ming's chest disappeared as it was never there.

Wang Ping walked wobbly to the door to see who was knocking at the door. To be shocked awake when he saw his son Wang Ming lying on his back, looking hurt bad. He instantly felt sobered and took his phone to call the ambulance, but then remembered that they only have 2000 yuan left, which was their life savings. So Wang Ping thought. Wang Ming's injuries look terrible if the doctors can't save him at the hospital, wouldn't that be a waste of money? If he dies, nobody will give me money to buy alcohol and food. But if they go to the hospital and they can't save Wang Ming, then he would be bankrupt. So Wang Ping hesitantly decided to carry Wang Ming up and put him on his bed. Then he ran out to buy some bandages and some cheap medicine. ¨

To find out no one on this street wanted to interact with him. The people from the medicine and herb shop didn't want to sell him anything and refused him, even when he threatened them that if his son died, it was their fault. He was fuming red with anger and embarrassment until the manager whispered to him that his son had offended Brother Hou. Brother Hou had already announced that if anybody on this street helped Wang Ming, they would receive the same treatment as him. Wang Ping then knew that it was nothing he could do, Brother Hou was king in these streets. If he wanted you dead, you could only comply. Wang Ping then strolled back home and used some of his old clothes to bandage Wang Ming's body. He then got a good look at his son's injuries and thought Even if he survives he's probably going to be a disabled person for the rest of his life. Wang Ping couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted at the still unconscious Wang Ming, "You fucking idiot of a son, Why would you provoke that Monkey. The only thing I ever needed from you was for you to work and give me money to eat and drink, but now I even have to take care of you if you live? You are a clown, didn't I give you and your mother enough!? What am I supposed to do now? Surviving is up to you, I have done everything I could." Wang Ping proceeded to walk into the living room and started drinking all his problems away.

Unbeknownst to Wang Ping and everybody else, Wang Ming was conscious he could hear but not react in any way. His mind awoke right after the Old Man had put the book on top of him. Even though he was awake, the body wouldn't listen to him. "Am I dead? What happened to me was I beaten to death by Brother Hou? Why do I hear the sounds of my father? What is happening? Am I a soul waiting to be collected by Yama? Can someone talk to me, what is happening!?

It was if Yama had heard his prayers and granted him his wish. Letting him listen to the words he never thought would come from the person he loved the most since his mother left him when he was ten years old. He felt like ten knives just kept stabbing and sawing at his heart. He has never felt anything so painful. He wanted to cry and scream, but nothing happened. He just laid there feeling the knives tearing his heart one piece at a time. He didn't know how long it went on for. Until he saw a glowing light finally setting him free.