My youth was like a pile of mud: my father stabbed the gangster to death and was sentenced to life imprisonment, and I became a helpless orphan; my enemy's son chased and bullied me, beating me from town to university, and slapping and kicking were commonplace. It wasn't until the college dormitory that I met the brother who beat up my enemy's son for me, and the girl who recorded a video for me to fight the bully. When they beat me, I heard the fire burning in my heart - why should I be beaten for the rest of my life when I did nothing wrong? So I threw the first punch, and even though my whole body was injured, I no longer curled up to protect my head. I want to bump into the gangsters in Nanzhi and the big guys in Nancheng one by one. I will step on a path from being "an ant that can be stepped on" to not being bullied. I will kill everyone in this world where whoever has a strong fist is justified!
