ps: This chapter is a bit cruel, and there will be a reversal plot immediately afterwards.

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The philosophical personality says: "You are the subject of the thirty-two personalities, and we have no reason to harm you. You should indeed get the maximum training, which will be of great benefit to everyone in the future. Only by enduring hardships can you become the best. You must be able to understand the ideals contained in this ancient saying."

"Um?"

The philosophical personality continues: "Suffering is one of the biggest factors that stimulate the evolution of human society. Growing in suffering, moving forward in pain, gradually solving problems on the road through patience and wisdom, and eventually becoming the top of the food chain. If the life of the ethnic group is too comfortable and rich, it will degenerate, become no longer adapting to the environment, and will eventually be eliminated."

Song Baojun thought for a moment: "I understand."

"Then go. Remember, this process of suffering will not go through too long."

A white light flashed, and Song Baojun felt his body being beaten by two burly men again, fisting to the flesh, and every stroke was so painful that it was so painful.

He couldn't see what he looked like, but he guessed that he must be extremely embarrassed.

Wang Cunde's cold eyes and the girls' panic expressions all stimulated his nerves.

The corners of my mouth were numb and seemed to have swollen; my ribs were almost broken because I was hit hard by a burly man; my upper lip was wet, and blood was pouring out from my nose; my vision was blurred, and I was kicked again.

Wang Lingjuan shouted: "Dad, stop beating, he is, yes..."

"Who is he? Just a poor student with no prospects. I don't take another hundred people seriously." Wang Cunde sneered.

"He, he..." Wang Lingjuan didn't know what his identity was, so she had to raise the name of the deputy mayor: "His uncle is the deputy mayor Li Shujing!"

"Uh!" Wang Cunde suddenly turned around and lowered his voice and said, "What a joke? I have never heard of Mayor Li having a nephew named Song."

"Dad, I saw him standing with Mayor Lee that night."

"Really or false?" Wang Cunde saw that his daughter's eyes were not like lying, and he felt a little more suspicious for a moment. He waved his hand and asked the burly man to stop: "Pick up this kid, I have something to ask him."

The burly man dragged the dead dog-like Song Baojun to Wang Cunde as he said.

The poor student in front of him had a bruised nose, swollen eyes, drooping listless eyes, and blood-stained mouth and nose. It seemed that he was not much better than Lai Zixiang.

Wang Cunde wanted to deliberately teach Song Baojun a lesson in front of Lin Mengxian and a few outsiders. He expected that this matter should be spread to Lai Hui's ears through their families soon, and he would definitely understand his position. He sneered: "Boy, what's your relationship with Mayor Li?"

Song Baojun reluctantly looked up at the other party, and said stubbornly: "I have nothing to do with Li Shujing. You should beat me to death quickly, so as to save your whole family from having trouble in the future. I will definitely ask you to lick my shoes."

"Hmph, if I'm afraid of trouble, I won't create a huge family business." Wang Cunde waved to the burly man: "Take him out."

Lin Mengxian hurriedly said, "Lingjuan, I suddenly remembered that there was something else to do, so I won't be with you for now." He did not say goodbye to Wang Cunde. He obviously hated this man in his heart. He did not look at Wang Lingjuan's begging eyes. He went with Tan Qingkai and caught Song Baojun when the burly man pushed Song Baojun out of the restaurant and helped him out.

Meng Manning and the others followed him out, and did not say goodbye to Wang Lingjuan.

"Mr. Jun, are you okay?" The two of them helped Song Baojun into the car with all their might. Lin Mengxian ordered the driver to drive to the hospital immediately and said hurriedly: "I'm really sorry for what happened today. I didn't expect that Wang Lingjuan's father would be such a person. I felt that he was pretty good before..."

Meng Manning took the driver's license exam and drove a gray Buick closely behind.

Song Baojun lay weakly in the back seat of the car, took the tissue he handed over and wiped the corner of his mouth, and reluctantly responded: "I promise you that when Wang Cunde is eradicated in the future, I will not implicate Wang Lingjuan."

He was beaten so badly that he almost couldn't take care of himself, but he was still so tough in his words, but Lin Mengxian believed that he had that ability.

What surprised Lin Mengxian was that Song Baojun was not angry, frustrated or panicked after being beaten, but seemed very calm, as if the person being beaten was not himself. How could an ordinary student be so unlucky?

In fact, Song Baojun didn't know how angry he was. Damn, I just went to visit the patient and was beaten for no reason. I was really unfair. If you say that I seduced your daughter to cook rice with good things, it would be fine if I was beaten, but I did nothing.

I went to the hospital for a detailed round of examinations, mainly due to skin trauma, but it was not a big deal. But Lin Mengxian was worried and asked the doctor to arrange for him to be admitted to the ward. Song Baojun took a selfie photo and found that the image was indeed terrible and was not suitable for going home, so he had to agree.

I stayed in a slightly better air-conditioned ward. There were two beds, clean, tidy and bright, and it required additional money. However, Lin Mengxian paid for it, so the woman didn't care how much it cost. The other bed was empty, and only a few of them were there.

Song Baojun called his father, but his mother answered it.

"Xiaojun, where are you? Why don't you go home for lunch? Your dad and I have an urgent matter to go to Xiangjing. What should you and Tongtong eat casually in the evening? I left money on the table in the living room."

"Today's National Day, what are you going to Xiangzhou for suddenly?" Song Baojun paused and asked, "Is there anything wrong with my aunt?"

In the past, his thinking was far less rapid than that. After integrating the thirty-two personalities, his perspective on things became clear immediately and he could get it right away.

Song Baojun’s parents’ unit has no business in Xiangjing, so there will be no urgent matters and there will be business trips during the National Day holiday, and they will not go together at the same time. They only have one relative in Xiangjing, the mother’s sister, and Song Baojun’s aunt married to Xiangjing more than ten years ago.

Wu Guifang said indeed: "Oh, yes, your aunt has not been doing well recently. We will go and see her while we have time during the holidays."

"Is my aunt divorced?" Song Baojun asked again.

"Hey! How do you know, your child? OK, don't worry too much about adults. We will be in Chazhou in two days. Tongtong and you are at home honestly and don't go out to play. I'll hang up first." The mother hung up the phone without saying anything.

Song Baojun was only stunned at his cell phone. Since his aunt married to Xiangjing, due to the inconvenience of the journey, the two families lacked contact. He had not seen his aunt for a long time, and he didn't know how her aunt was doing now. But from my mother's tone, I think it was not very satisfactory.
Chapter completed!