I was driven crazy, my biological parents regretted it

"Don't, don't hit me! Ouch, it hurts so much!"

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!"

"Han Zhe, my father is wrong, tell them to stop hitting me!"

"Ah! Don't hit my lower back, don't hit my head!"

"I'm wrong, I'm really wrong! Forgive me, Azhe!"

Han Zhenghui held his head, clubbed the ground, begging desperately, but the gangsters didn't stop, and kept hitting him.

In fact, not only the gangsters, but even those innocent gamblers wanted to get up and kick Han Zhenghui.

What kind of bastard father is this? He actually treated his own son like this. Is he still a human being?

How the hell did Han Zhenghui have the nerve to beg Han Zhe for mercy?

He should just take out the kidneys of this old man and feed them to the dogs!

How can this shameless bastard have a son!

Han Wenxuan disappeared into the crowd, trembling, glad that he didn't say anything just now, and quietly left the stage, letting his father Han Zhenghui bear all the anger.

Wu Mingxuan, who had given the idea, also shut up silently and moved into the crowd nearby, hoping that Han Zhe would not find him.

"Brother, you have such an experience, you are so pitiful."

Tang Shuai's eyes were red, tears flowed all over his face, and he cried like a tearful man.

He was less than 18 years old, still a simple child, with a pure character and a kind heart, and he sympathized with Han Zhe's tragic experience.

Just listening to Han Zhe's story, he suddenly empathized with him.

He couldn't believe that there were such bastard parents in the world who would treat their children like this.

Compared with Han Zhe, although his parents were stricter, they really loved him, and he was much happier.

Han Zhe wiped his tears. At first he was just acting, just to watch these gangsters beat Han Zhenghui.

He knew that if these gangsters wanted to frame him, they had to listen to his orders.

After he hinted, whether it was out of true feelings or because they didn't want to expose their plans, they would attack Han Zhenghui.

Han Zhe just wanted to use the hands of these bandits to beat Han Zhenghui up, so as to get back some interest.

He would never allow Han Zhenghui to die in the hands of others, because he hadn't had enough fun yet.

Originally, he thought that it would take at least some time before he could go back to Jiangcheng to continue to deal with the Han family. Unexpectedly, Han Zhenghui's family also came to Haicheng. That was just right. He could have fun slowly in the future and avenge himself in his previous life.

Originally, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but Tang Shuai's words made Han Zhe fall into a short emo.

"Yes, I was also his son. He treated me like this for an adopted son."

"Even if he is his biological son, he should not be partial to him to this extent."

"What do you think?"

Han Zhe looked at Tang Shuai with a calm smile.

"Yeah! You are right, brother, it shouldn't be!"

Tang Shuai wiped his tears and nodded indignantly. If he didn't feel embarrassed that they were Han Zhe's parents after all, Tang Shuai would have rushed up to do it.

"So, you have to understand that parents are just strangers with blood. How to get along with them depends not only on yourself, but also on their behavior."

"They just gave birth to me, and their blood flows in my body. But what they did was to kill me, proving that they don't care about these things at all. Instead, they have the nerve to use these things to morally blackmail me. Why? Why do you say!"

Han Zhe asked louder and louder questions, seemingly questioning Tang Shuai, but actually asking himself.

Han Zhe didn't have any expectations for this family, for this family's parents and sisters, but he really didn't understand why a family that could have been happy had to go to this point because of an adopted son, no, an illegitimate child.

He was unwilling.

"I... I..."

Tang Shuai was frightened and looked at Han Zhe at a loss, not knowing how to comfort him.

In the end, Zhao Tianji reached out, patted Han Zhe's shoulder, and cast a comforting look.

He and Han Zhe experienced life and death together in Jiangcheng, and he also knew what Yue Li did to Han Zhe. Later, he learned about Han Zhe's information and understood the whole story. He could understand Han Zhe's resentment and unwillingness.

However, he didn't know how to explain this matter, nor did he know what advice to give Han Zhe.

The only thing he could do was not to support Han Zhe.

Han Zhe felt Zhao Tianji's kindness and smiled with relief.

"Alas, you really don't look like a traditional second-generation rich man. You are too simple and too emotional. You will suffer a great loss in the future."

Han Zhe was a little moved and said to Zhao Tianji sincerely.

From the strange encounter at the beginning to the past few days of getting along, Han Zhe hasAcknowledge Zhao Tianji as a friend.

As for friends, Han Zhe is willing to speak his heart out.

"Haha, don't worry, with my character and family background, I won't suffer any loss."

Zhao Tianji smiled confidently.

With the prestige and status of their Haicheng Zhao family, almost no one dared to provoke him, the eldest grandson and young master.

In addition, his simple character and kind nature also made him never make any enemies.

It is impossible for such a person to suffer loss.

"You still don't believe it?"

"The first person who will suffer loss is your second uncle."

Han Zhe smiled and pointed at Zhao Tong, which frightened Zhao Tong and he shivered and hurriedly denied it.

"Han Zhe, don't talk nonsense and sow discord between us uncle and nephew! I am Tianji's second uncle. I usually pamper him and love him so much. How could I let him suffer? You are just a bastard!"

Zhao Tong stared at Han Zhe with a guilty conscience, and at the same time quickly reviewed what he had done recently, thinking about whether there were any mistakes or omissions, which exposed his tracks and were discovered by Han Zhe.

"Han Zhe, you really misunderstood. My second uncle treats me very well. He won't hurt me."

Zhao Tianji also helped to prove it.

This made Zhao Tong more excited.

"Hmph, stinky boy, you made a wrong calculation. We are very united in the Zhao family, especially our uncle and nephew, who are even closer. You can't separate us!"

Han Zhe smiled and asked back.

"Oh, if it's really that good, why did this group of bandits break in for so long, but you didn't care about Zhao Tianji's life or death at all?"

Zhao Tong was shocked. It's bad. It's a mistake!

Instantly, Zhao Tong was sweating profusely, and his eyes were twisted. He dared not look at Zhao Tianji.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

Zhao Tianji was just innocent, not stupid. He was just blinded by family affection. Han Zhe had reminded him, and he immediately realized the abnormality.

Yes, if it was really a gangster who came to rob and killed so many people, why would the uncle who loved him ignore his nephew?

The only explanation is that these gangsters are in the same group as him, and Zhao Tong knows that they will not hurt him!