Rebirth: My college entrance exam score was stolen? I turned the tables and made a billion.

Seeing Chen Defu like this, the two cronies following behind were also startled. They quickly slammed on the brakes, threw their bicycles to the side of the road, and scrambled over to him.

"Brother Defu! Brother Defu, are you alright?!"

The fat man with a middle parting grabbed Chen Defu's arm and pulled him up forcefully.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense! I think I bumped my leg!"

Chen Defu cursed through gritted teeth, and with the help of the fat man, he limped back to his feet.

He didn't even bother to look at his own injuries; instead, he quickly turned to look at the bicycle lying on the ground.

This was a brand new Flying Pigeon brand 28-inch bicycle that his father, Chen Jianguo, had just picked up from the department store this afternoon as a reward for him for getting through the college entrance examination.

The paint was shiny, and the grease on the chain hadn't even dried yet.

Now, the front wheel is stuck in the cast iron frame, three or four steel wires are broken, and the whole wheel is twisted into a contorted spiral shape.

The handlebars were also tilted to one side, and the bike was completely ruined.

Chen Defu felt his blood rushing to his head and his temples throbbing.

He turned his head sharply to look at the thing he had bumped into.

A handcart?

Behind the cart stood two boys who were about his age.

He was wearing a faded polyester shirt with patches of red water stains, and he reeked of poverty and sweat.

Upon seeing who it was, Chen Defu's initial panic vanished instantly, replaced by a surge of arrogance.

Two peasants pulling a broken cart on the street dare to block his way?

"You're all blind!"

Chen Defu abruptly shook off the fat man's hand, took a limping step forward, and started cursing at Liu Guangming.

"Pushing a beat-up car in the middle of the road to block traffic in the middle of the night? Don't you have eyes?!"

"Do you know who I am? I just got my grades estimated by my teacher today, and I'm about to become an undergraduate at a top university! My life is incredibly precious!"

"Look at my new car! I just bought it today! It's a Flying Pigeon!"

Chen Defu shouted with increasing enthusiasm, spitting everywhere.

"You wrecked my car like this! Neither of you are leaving this street standing up until you pay fifty bucks!"

Fifty yuan.

In Songyang County, where a bowl of noodles costs only 50 cents, 50 yuan is enough for an ordinary worker to make a living for more than half a month.

Chen Defu is clearly trying to turn the tables and extort money from people.

Liu Guangming stood behind the cart, his hands hanging at his sides, not taking a single step back.

He could naturally recognize who the other person was.

Chen Defu.

In his previous life, that university admission letter was supposed to be delivered to Liu Guangming.

But in the end, it was this person in front of me who, with his score, walked into the university gates with impunity.

And then what? He graduated from university, was assigned to a good company, rose through the ranks, lived in a Western-style house, drove a car, and appeared on television in a suit and tie, talking eloquently.

The life that should have belonged to Liu Guangming was stolen by the other party and squandered with a sense of righteous indignation.

The verdict in court was thirty years overdue.

That belated justice could not undo the damage done to his already ruined life.

Instantly, the suppressed anger in Liu Guangming's chest surged up wildly, and his hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists.

He stared intently into Chen Defu's eyes.

Chen Defu was still shouting, but when Liu Guangming stared at him like that, the rest of his swear words got stuck in his throat.

What kind of look was that?

It's like looking at a corpse; you just want to pounce on it and bite its throat right away.

Chen Defu shivered inexplicably, a chill running down his spine.

But he immediately straightened his back.

I'm the son of a cadre, about to go to university, why would I be afraid of a country bumpkin pulling a broken cart?

"What are you looking at! I'm asking you a question, are you deaf?"

Chen Defu mustered his courage and shouted again.

Liu Guangming forcibly suppressed the urge to grab a melon slicer and chop it.

Now is not the time to act impulsively.

If I were to simply beat him up after he's been given a second chance at life, that would be too lenient on him.

Liu Guangming loosened his clenched fist.

"You let go of the handle yourself and crashed into me without looking where you were going."

"Luckily my car wasn't damaged. And you're asking me for money? Not a penny."

Liu Guangming's decisive refusal surprised Chen Defu once again.

Before Chen Defu could react, his two cronies jumped out.

The fat man with the middle parting stepped forward and kicked the iron wheel of the cart with a "bang".

"Bullshit!"

The fat man pointed at Liu Guangming's nose and started cursing:

"It was clearly you who pushed this broken-down cart and deliberately crashed it into Brother Defu's bicycle!"

The other skinny guy immediately understood and chimed in.

"That's right! We saw it clearly from behind! What you did was deliberately damage other people's property!"

"Still being stubborn, huh?"

The fat man became more and more smug as he spoke, and taking advantage of his superior numbers, he took a step forward.

"It's fine if you don't have to pay fifty yuan."

"The Chengguan Police Station is just around the corner! Let's go there now and have a word with them!"

"Just for the fact that you bumped into someone while pushing your cart, once we get to the police station, not only will you have to pay compensation, but you'll also be locked up for half a month!"

The two henchmen, working in unison, managed to turn black into white.

In their view, these two country bumpkins would definitely wet their pants if they heard the words "police station".

Unfortunately, they ran into Zhao Xiaojun today.

Zhao Xiaojun, who was panting heavily at the back of the cart, exploded on the spot when he heard these bastards not only turn the tables on him but also threaten him with the police station.

Zhao Xiaojun's father, Zhao Youcai, works for the Songyang County Public Security Bureau.

Zhao Xiaojun grew up playing in the mud and peeing in the police station's yard. How could he be afraid of this?

"Go to hell!"

Zhao Xiaojun suddenly took a step forward.

"Are your eyes even used for breathing? He clearly let go of the handles, turned around and started bragging, then blindly crashed into our parked cart!"

"Now you dare to blame us for hitting you while pushing the cart?"

Zhao Xiaojun reached out and grabbed the fat man by the collar, while his other hand grabbed Chen Defu's arm and pulled him forward abruptly.

"Go to the police station? Fine! Let's go! Let's go right now!"

"I'll see who ends up in jail at the police station today!"

Chen Defu was pulled so hard he stumbled, and the wound on his knee ached terribly.

He never expected this kid to be so bold, even more eager than them to go to the police station.

"Hey you country bumpkin, let go of me! Get your dirty hands off me!"