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Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Word as Heavy as a Mountain
Liu Xiaolong looked at Zeng Fan and cursed inwardly, thinking how foolish he was to say such things at this moment, clearly pushing people toward the opposing camp. Despite his internal anger, Liu Xiaolong still spoke up, "Wei Dong, how could you help him?"
"Brother Long, I really had no choice," Song Weidong replied respectfully. "You asked me to do something, and I didn't hesitate. But now that you've sided with Zeng Fan, I have nothing more to say."
Liu Xiaolong's expression changed instantly, and he shouted angrily, "Fine, you're really something. Let me tell you, the person you're helping has an uncle who became Police Chief Wang Guodong; he's also the child of an official!"
Song Weidong looked at Zhang Qiu in surprise. Zhang Qiu met his gaze with a complex expression. Song Weidong's words echoed in their minds, "You people with family members in power have never looked down on us, have you?"
Song Weidong asked Liu Xiaolong, "Brother Long, isn't Police Chief Wang Guodong your brother-in-law? When did he become Zhang Qiu's uncle?"
Liu Xiaolong's face darkened as he refused to answer this humiliating question, cursing Song Weidong for bringing it up.
While Liu Xiaolong remained silent, Zeng Fan laughed mockingly and said, "See? The difference between those in power and those not is evident here." Noticing Song Weidong's grim expression, Zeng Fan became even more animated. "In the past, Police Chief Wang Guodong was naturally Brother Long's brother-in-law. But now? He’s Zhang Qiu's uncle. We've known this news for a long time; it’s just that you were still in the dark."
Zeng Fan exaggeratedly exclaimed as if he had just realized something important. "No wonder you didn't know; our families have people in power while yours doesn't."
Hearing Zeng Fan mention his sore spot again made Song Weidong clench his fists tightly; he wished he could crush Zeng Fan. However, Zeng Fan completely ignored this tension and reveled in his own arrogance as if thousands were listening to him speak. He continued, "Zhang Qiu's uncle took Brother Long's brother-in-law's power, and now Zhang Qiu is coming to take mine. What does this have to do with you, Song Weidong? Don't get involved and end up being sold while helping count the money!"
After finishing his speech, Zeng Fan strutted around like a victorious rooster basking in the attention.
Song Weidong listened with a gloomy expression; he struggled to suppress his anger and turned to look at Zhang Qiu. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qiu nodded. Trust begets trust. So what if Song Weidong had issues with the children of officials? He wasn't Zeng Fan or Liu Xiaolong; He Jun wasn't Wang Guodong either. Zhang Qiu met Song Weidong's gaze calmly and said, "That's right; my uncle has indeed become Police Chief Wang Guodong."
Song Weidong stood there in a daze, his expression serious and silent, the words of Zeng Fan echoing repeatedly in his ears. Everyone was quietly watching him, and the twenty or so followers who had come with Song Weidong were already silently preparing to cover Dong Ge's retreat. Since both parties were low-ranking members of Dong Ge, what was the point of participating in this fight?
Song Weidong remained silent while Zeng Fan burst into laughter, saying, "Even if you don't believe me, he admitted it himself. What are you still doing here? Hurry up and leave; don't embarrass yourself any further, hahaha." Not only Zeng Fan, but even the people he brought along joined in the laughter.
Zhang Qiu frowned, gently pushing aside his brothers who were protecting him, and stepped into the center of the crowd, loudly declaring, "That's right, my uncle is Police Chief Wang Guodong."
"Former Chief Wang Guodong was corrupt and abused his power for personal gain; he kept a mistress and deserved to step down! In my opinion, the punishment isn't severe enough!" Zhang Qiu shouted, his voice rising. At this moment, he was no longer just speaking for Song Weidong to hear.
"Zhang Qiu, that's enough!" Liu Xiaolong yelled angrily from the side. Yang Yu watched Liu Xiaolong closely; as long as he dared to approach Brother Qiu, Yang Yu was ready to step in front of Zhang Qiu first.
Zhang Qiu ignored Liu Xiaolong's protests and continued speaking: "My uncle He Jun graduated from Public Security University and has been dedicated to his work in the public security sector for many years. When he came to power, the first thing he said to me was that if I, Zhang Qiu, broke the law..." Zhang Qiu pointed at his own chest with emotion and shouted, "He would personally arrest me!" Qiu Wan paused for two seconds.
"My uncle is a good police officer. I, Zhang Qiu, also consider myself a good person. I established Hall Society solely to prevent students from being bullied; is that wrong? No! Not being bullied is a right we all have." Zhang Qiu shouted hoarsely, pointing at Zeng Fan and then at Liu Xiaolong and Liu Xiaofei one by one. "But what about these people? They form cliques and bully the weak. Today, Hall Society will eliminate this tumor and bring clear skies back to Beiluan High School."
Qiu Wan waved his hand grandly; his words lingered in everyone's ears.
"Good!" Gao Zhi shouted loudly and was the first to applaud. Soon after, applause surged like waves, each wave louder than the last. Song Weidong seemed moved by Zhang Qiu or perhaps motivated by self-promotion as he also shouted loudly: "I, Song Weidong, am willing to work together with Hall Society to bring clear skies back to Beiluan!"
Another round of applause erupted; Zhang Qiu and Song Weidong captured everyone's attention while their brothers behind them felt their blood boiling as they waved their weapons and cheered loudly.
In contrast, Zeng Fan and Liu Xiaolong looked grim. Zeng Fan's face darkened while Liu Xiaolong had blood on his face. Liu Xiaofei was completely stunned by this momentum. The brothers standing behind them hung their heads like wilted eggplants.
Liu Xiaolong unexpectedly pulled out a machete from somewhere and pointed it at Zhang Qiu while cursing: "Stop fooling people here; it's as dark as a crow's feather. Your words only prove your ignorance. Once you truly taste what it's like to be a leader, you won't think like you do now."
"Don't forget about you all!" Liu Xiaolong raised his knife and made a feint in the air. "Do you really trust Zhang Qiu this much? Right now, he has nothing, so of course, he's nice to you. But once he gains power, will he remember you? By acting like this now, you're just setting yourselves up as cannon fodder for him!"
"Brother, why waste words with him? Let's just fight!" Liu Xiaofei was already eager. Zhang Qiu not only stole the girl he liked but also got him thrown into a detention center. Today, he could finally take his revenge.
Originally, the verbal dispute between both parties had eased the tense atmosphere. Everyone understood that as long as they were arguing, they wouldn't actually fight. When Zhang Qiu hit Liu Xiaolong that time, it had raised everyone's hearts, thinking a fight was about to break out, but in the end, nothing happened.
But now, with Liu Xiaofei's words, the atmosphere on site became tense again. It wouldn't take much; just one word from Liu Xiaolong would instantly turn the scene into a terrifying spectacle.
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