"Hit you? So what if I did? Kid, you've gone too far. You deserve a beating," Lin Kuang said calmly, as if discussing sothing mundane.
"Deserve a beating? Damn it! Who in Nanjing dares to hit ? You're fucking asking for death!" ng Zhao said furiously.
"Asking for death? I'd be happy to oblige." With that, Lin Kuang struck again. Another backhanded slap sent ng Zhao sprawling to the ground.
ng Zhao's head was beaten until it was swollen like a pig's. Bloody foam frothed at his lips, and he was in too much pain to speak. He glared at Lin Kuang with pure venom, yet his eyes also held a trace of fear.
By now, the diners from upstairs had co out to watch. So of them inevitably recognized ng Zhao, who was a well-known figure in Nanjing. Seeing him get beaten, so of the spectators couldn't help but feel a rush of satisfaction. Many of them had been bullied by him but had never dared to speak out.
However, when they looked at Lin Kuang, their eyes were filled with pity. After all, ng Zhao was the son of a real estate tycoon in Nanjing, wealthy and influential. Those who hit him never ended well.
At that mont, Liang Kai, Zhang Tianyou, and the others also ca out from their private room. Seeing the scene, their expressions changed instantly.
"Instructor, what… what happened?" Zhang Tianyou rushed over, his tone urgent and puzzled.
"Nothing much. Just teaching a lesson to soone who doesn't know his place," Lin Kuang said with a laugh, clearly not taking ng Zhao seriously. He truly didn't care about this guy, especially since the kid had already provoked Yang Wucheng and Zhang Guodong. He was practically begging to die.
Hearing this, Zhang Tianyou, Sun Lei, and the others turned to glare at ng Zhao, their expressions nacing.
"Instructor, should we deal with him?" Hu Yang asked respectfully, glancing at Lin Kuang. To them, Lin Kuang was a man they held in the highest regard, so seeing him disrespected made them furious.
"No need. Everyone, go back to your al and don't let this ruin your mood," Lin Kuang said with a smile.
By then, Yang Wucheng and Zhang Guodong had also walked out from the private room, both looking grimly at ng Zhao.
"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Yang, how should we deal with this kid?" Seeing them arrive, Lin Kuang couldn't help but ask with a smile.
"Of course, we need to teach him a proper lesson. I haven't seen anyone this arrogant in Nanjing before," Zhang Guodong said harshly, looking at ng Zhao as if he were already a dead man.
At this point, ng Zhao seed to realize sothing was wrong, but his muddled brain couldn't pinpoint the problem.
"What… what are you going to do?" ng Zhao asked fearfully, looking at Lin Kuang's group. He was all alone against so many of them; how could he not be scared?
"Nothing much. Just think it's ti to put you in your place. You seed to enjoy cursing
just now, didn't you?" Zhang Guodong said with a cold smile, his eyes filled with anger.
Hearing Zhang Guodong's words, Liang Kai, Zhang Tianyou, and the others were stunned. This kid actually cursed the commander of the Nanjing Military Region? He must have a death wish!
"Curse… curse you? So what? I did!" ng Zhao slurred, his face so swollen it was a wonder he could speak at all.
"Good. Very good. It's been many years since anyone dared to curse . I hope you can still talk later," Zhang Guodong said, laughing in anger.
Just then, a group of police officers rushed up, surrounding Lin Kuang and his group. They had arrived so quickly and unexpectedly because soone downstairs heard the commotion, realized ng Zhao was being beaten, and decisively called the police.
"Nobody move! What's going on here?" a captain asked as he walked over, frowning at the scene.
There's a saying that the military and the police are one family, but that wasn't really true. They belonged to different systems with different concerns. You couldn't say one was more powerful than the other; they simply had different roles, making comparisons aningless. Now, these soldiers had beaten ng Zhao, which put the captain in a bind. After all, ng Zhao often brought gifts to the station, making sure to grease the palms of everyone from top to bottom. This put the young captain in a difficult position.
"Captain Lv! Captain Lv, you're finally here! These guys beat the hell out of ! Look what they did!" As if seeing a long-lost relative, ng Zhao grabbed Lv Liang's hand, launching into a tearful, heart-wrenching story of his suffering.
"Take it easy. Tell
what happened," Lv Liang asked quickly. A conflict involving soldiers was not easy to handle; a single misstep could lead to serious trouble.
"What else could it be? I had this room booked, but these guys showed up early. I argued with them a bit, and they started getting physical! They beat up my bodyguard, and then they started on !" ng Zhao recounted his story with tears streaming down his face, sounding so convincing that even Lin Kuang almost believed him.
Zhang Guodong, Yang Wucheng, and the others watched ng Zhao's performance with faint, mocking smiles, remaining silent.
What a load of crap, Lv Liang inwardly sneered, knowing ng Zhao wasn't telling the truth. Still, the kid was clever. Playing the victim would generate so sympathy and make the case easier for him to handle.
As he thought this, Lv Liang glanced at Lin Kuang's group. Their calm deanor gave him a sinking feeling; this was not going to be simple. But he had no choice but to bite the bullet. "Gentlen, I'm going to have to ask you to co with
to the station to give a statent. If it's all a misunderstanding, we'll let you go."
Lv Liang kept his tone as even as possible, not daring to pull rank. These n had an extraordinary air about them, and he had no desire to provoke soone he shouldn't. It was a smart move; by not using force or acting arrogantly, he managed to avoid angering Zhang Guodong.
"Kid, you can't handle this. Get your Chief Shi over here," Zhang Guodong said dismissively, looking at Lv Liang.
Lv Liang froze. He felt an unmistakable pressure from Zhang Guodong, the unique aura of a high-ranking superior, which made him even more cautious. But before Lv Liang could say a word, the reckless ng Zhao ran over.
"To hell with Chief Shi! Do you have any idea what my relationship with him is? Captain Lv, stop wasting your breath on them and haul them away!" ng Zhao snarled, his face a mask of malice.
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