Billionaire God of War novel (Jiang Ning)
Chapter 651 Dying Is Still Worth It

"Got it," Jiang Ning didn't say too much and hung up.

He looked at the urn in Brother Gou's hands and felt terrible inside. 18 was the number he was given, but his real name was Liu Hui.

After finding out about Number 18's family background, Jiang Ning blamed himself even more.

It wasn't the first time he was going through something like this. All the faces of his comrades from before and all those who sacrificed their lives in front of his very eyes seemed to appear one by one in front of him.

They had sacrificed themselves but they didn't even have the chance to make a name for themselves, becaue they were people who walked in the darkness to make the world a brighter place.

There was no such thing as peaceful days. Things were peaceful only because someone had taken on the unrest in the

darkness.

Jiang Ning knew that this path they were on would definitely lead them to death.

Even he knew this very early on.

But every time he went through the passing on of someone else, he would still be sad. But as long as he held this position, then he was not allowed to reveal any sadness on his face.

"Number 18 said that he didn't dare to go home because he was afraid that his parents would be disappointed, he was afraid that others would say he was involved in illegal activity, and say that he was going to be a gangster for life, the kind of person who just barely scraped a meal together and waited to die, the kind of person with no pride nor dignity..."

Brother Gou gently rubbed his hand against Number 18's urn and laughed bitterly. "Everyone always looked down on people like us. They felt that we were all trash, and our lives were a mistake in the first place."

"But during this period of time, we found our own path and we know that we can do many things and we can protect many people too."

Brother Gou's eyes were getting teary. "They would also protect us in return, they would trust us and respect us too."

This was how all the wolves really felt deep inside their hearts.

Before following Jiang Ning, they would only incur the wrath of others, be looked down upon, hated and even cursed by others.

But now they enjoyed being respected by others, and they also knew very well that their shoulders now carried something called responsibility.

They had something that they had to protect even if it cost them their lives!

"So Big Boss, don't blame yourself. Number 18 said before that being able to follow you was the best thing that happened to him, so even dying is worth

it."

Jiang Ning didn't say anything.

Even though he had already told the wolves early on that choosing this path meant that they would constantly walk in the narrow space between life and death. But when the day came when the path really led to death, Jiang Ning was still worried that the wolves might not be able to hold up.

Because they weren't warriors to begin with.

But now it seemed like they were the men with true courage and lived honorably.

"Let's send Number 18 home."

Number 18's hometown was a farming village three hours away from Donghai by car.

It was a very poor village, so for the sake of survival, many children never made it to high school and had to work to share the burden.

There were even fewer who had the chance to go to university and use this education to change their fates.

Number 18, or Liu Hui, came from an extremely poor family. His mother had lost her sight when he was a child and couldn't see anything. His entire family relied on his father, Liu Yang, to be the sole breadwinner.

Even though Number 18 did fairly well in school, he chose to leave home for the city when he was 15 so as to share his father's burden.

He had worked hard and did several odd jobs. But because he was considered rough and uneducated, he was always bullied and looked down upon.

Eventually he entered the illegal circle and found his place there. He finally managed to earn enough money to send back home, but ended up suffering the gossip and criticism of others for many years as a result.

Number 18 didn't want his family to suffer because of him, so he never went back all these years. He only sent almost all the money he had to them every month.

At Number 18's house.

His father, Liu Yang, was helping his wife to sit in the compound for some sunshine.

There was a large bamboo mat on one side where they placed the pumpkin slices they prepared the day before to dry.

"After you're done with drying the pumpkins, send some over to Hui, he's always loved eating them." Number 18's mother sat on the chair. There was a smile on her face even though she seemed to be scolding him. "He hasn't come back in so long. Have you asked him when he's coming back?"

"He's busy at work and probably can't get away. He'll come back when he has time, why do you keep asking?"

Liu Yang just gave her a generic answer and didn't want to elaborate.

His son hadn't called in more than a month. Some of the villagers said that his son had probably been arrested, but he didn't believe it.

Even if his son was poorly educated and couldn't do much, he was a good boy and would never do anything to hurt others!

"Busy at work?" a voice suddenly rang out. "Liu Yang, don't lie to your wife anymore. Everyone in the village knows that Liu Hui is involved with those gangsters and they don't care for human lives!"

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