Now that he thought about it carefully, Old Poison was right. He had underestimated the strength of the Ye Family. At the same time, his understanding of justice and evil was too one-sided. Old Poison was right. It was too difficult to punish evil through the so-called normal channels, because in this world, many of the people who had the power to punish were evil people. There might be many people like Lei Junyi, but the chances of relying on these people to "uphold justice" were too slim.
It was not that there were no Justice Bao and Song Tixing in the officialdom, but there were too few such upright people. It was ridiculous for Qin Lang to pin his hopes on the fairness and integrity of some people in power. If the person who met with Lei Junyi this time was not Qin Lang, but someone else, such as Ma Zhenyong, who did not know Lei Junyi's true colors and would definitely believe in Luo Haichuan's judgment, then this meeting would definitely be a disaster. The biggest possibility was that Lei Junyi would be killed, and the hard-earned evidence would fall into the hands of the Ye Family.
It seemed that in this world, bad people could do whatever they wanted, but it was more difficult than ascending to heaven for good people to uphold justice.
Crack!
A bolt of lightning cut through the night sky, thunder roared, and the wind became fiercer. It seemed that a rainstorm was coming.
The passengers who got off the train were waiting in the ticket hall. Because they all had a hunch that a rainstorm was coming, they should naturally stay in a place that could shelter them from the rain before the rainstorm arrived.
But at this moment, a person strolled out of the train station and into the night of thunder and lightning.
This man was Qin Lang.
This was because from this moment on, Qin Lang no longer wanted to be bound by stupid rules. Just as the Old Poisonous Creature had said, the so-called rules were set by the strong and the upper echelons. From the moment these rules were born, they naturally tilted towards the upper echelons. And this kind of thing was not uncommon. For example, some people in power who embezzled and lost hundreds of millions or even tens of billions of state assets were rarely sentenced to death. Some thieves who robbed banks or rich people might be sentenced to death for hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars. Everyone believed in the same code, but they might suffer different judgments.
There was no such thing as fairness, because the people who were in charge of this code were also people in power, and they were also in a superior position. Naturally, they would tilt the scales of fairness towards their side.
Qin Lang had the evidence of the Ye Family's crimes, but he had no way to redress his grievances. Lei Junyi was supposed to uphold justice for Luo Haichuan, but he betrayed Luo Haichuan. If not for Old Poison's reminder and Qin Lang's quick-wittedness, in order to uphold justice, Qin Lang would have lost his life.
This is foolish behavior!
All of a sudden, Qin Lang felt that the Old Poison King's words were correct. Bringing the evidence to Lei Junyi was an extremely foolish act, because he was using his own life in exchange for a just trial. No, not exchange, but gamble! Because Qin Lang had almost lost his life.
"Alright! Since I already have the evidence, since I can't redress my grievances, and since I can't rely on the law-enforcement officers to uphold justice, I'll do it myself! "
At this moment, Qin Lang had made up his mind. Instead of risking his life in exchange for a just punishment, it was better to do it himself. The Ye Family could mobilize the army, the armed police, and bribe senior officials. If he wanted to uphold justice through normal channels, it was simply a narrow escape. Because in this field, the Ye Family had a strong advantage. Therefore, Qin Lang decided not to follow this stupid rule. He would use his own way to achieve his goal and completely destroy the Ye Family.
The wind continued to howl, and the thunder and lightning continued to wreak havoc. But the strange thing was that the expected rainstorm did not come.
In the railway station, when many people were hesitating whether to leave or not, Qin Lang had already returned to the school dormitory.
Before returning to the dormitory, Qin Lang called the Old Poison King. The Old Poison King told Qin Lang that he had returned to Pingchuan Province. The Old Poison King had also easily gotten rid of the catcher from Six Fan School. Of course, this was inevitable, because the Old Poison King's kung fu was much higher than that of the catcher. If the Old Poison King had not deliberately hidden his strength, the catcher would not even have had the chance to fight with the Old Poison King. The reason why the Old Poison King did this was to cover for Qin Lang. The Old Poison King's identity could be exposed, and he was even not afraid of being exposed, because the Old Poison King would not be killed so easily. But Qin Lang, as the descendant of Poisons, was different. Once his identity was exposed, Six Fan School would not tolerate Qin Lang, and many sects in Jianghu would not tolerate Qin Lang's existence, because many forces in Jianghu would not want to see Poisons become strong again.
Even the Tangmen, because even the Tangmen did not want to see Poisons become strong again.
This time, the Old Poison King did not remind him what he should do and what he should not do. Perhaps the Old Poison King thought that after this experience, Qin Lang should know how to adjust his mentality and thoughts.
This was the truth. After this incident, Qin Lang's way of thinking had indeed undergone an obvious change.
After resting in the dormitory for two or three hours, it was already dawn.
The people in the dormitory got up one after another to study hard, leaving only Zhao Kan still sleeping soundly.
Qin Lang also got up, but instead of studying English, mathematics, physics, and chemistry, he went to the mountain behind the school to learn kung fu as usual. Last night, the wind and thunder raged, but in the end, there was only a light rain. The forest was full of branches and fallen leaves after the wind and thunder raged. However, last night's wind and thunder obviously did not have much impact on the creatures in the forest. At this time, the forest was still full of birds and insects, a scene full of vitality.
Qin Lang practiced martial arts in the forest for more than an hour. After the practice, Qin Lang felt refreshed and his mind was much clearer.
So, Qin Lang called Lu Qingshan and Zhao Kan and asked them to have breakfast at a restaurant outside the school.
When Qin Lang had finished ordering, the two of them hurried over. Zhao Kan, needless to say, must be sleeping in the dormitory. As for Lu Qingshan, the frequency of his absence was higher than Qin Lang's. Recently, he was busy dealing with the Ye Family and recovering Wolong Hall.
After the two arrived, they began to wolf down the food.
"Zhao Kan — Think Tank, why don't you look like a think tank, but a good-for-nothing?" Qin Lang said to Zhao Kan, "Do you think I'm treating the two of you to breakfast? It's just that simple?"
"Damn! If I don't eat breakfast, how can I, as the think tank, work? " Zhao Kan stuffed a meat bun into his mouth and then said, "For the sake of the good taste of this bun, you can ask me, the think tank, some questions."
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