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The leading officer was a woman who appeared to be only a few years older than me. Her expression was both cold and fierce as she demanded, "Who is fighting here?" Her gaze landed on the recently risen "Brother Zhang": "Zhang Lingyun, why is it always you troublemakers? You do nothing but flaunt your wealth in your luxury cars and bully the weak! When your grandfather is no longer around and you lose your power, will you still be so arrogant? Your ancestors contributed to the country, but that was their achievement, not yours. Your parents may be wealthy now, but their money is not a license for you to act recklessly. You're young and should learn something worthwhile; otherwise, when no one is there to support you in the future, retribution will come sooner or later!"
The female officer stood tall in her fitted black uniform, her impressive figure adding an element of "uniform allure." Her dark hair was neatly tied back in a ponytail, emphasizing her sharpness and decisiveness. With her hands on her hips, she delivered a scolding that left Zhang Lingyun feeling like a child.
Judging by her age, the female officer was likely a year or two older than Zhang Lingyun. Under her fierce gaze, Zhang Lingyun stammered, "Sister Lu, we were the ones who got beaten..."
"You got beaten?" The officer responded as if she had heard the biggest joke: "In Jiangcheng, if you’re not bullying others, you're lucky; who would dare hit you? Who vented their anger on behalf of the people?"
The chubby man finally managed to prop himself up but dared not point at me. Instead, he gestured toward Jiang Qiuying standing at the edge of the crowd: "It's her boyfriend. I don't know what kind of moves he used, but he took down all five of us!"
Only then did the officer notice me standing aside: "What's your name? Show me your ID."
After looking at my ID without returning it, she turned her attention to the timid Jiang Qiuying: "Cousin, when did you start dating? What kind of boyfriend do you have who can take down this group of pests?"
Jiang Qiuying blushed and couldn't find her voice. In reality, she knew nothing.
The officer turned back to Zhang Lingyun: "It doesn't matter who hit whom. I have one question: which side struck first?" The crowd's eyes shifted toward the hefty man:
"Officer, it was him!"
"He came up and hit first!"
"That's just unreasonable; five people ganged up on one person. Luckily this young man has some skills; otherwise, he would have been in big trouble!"
"It was that Pretty Boy directing him to attack; they were really bullying him! If it weren't for their numbers and all that gold and silver they flaunted, I would have wanted to give each of them a couple of slaps myself."
This remark drew laughter from the crowd as they collectively condemned the chubby group.
"Then it seems you were causing trouble; come with me." The officer then turned to me: "You should come along to give a statement... Don't worry; you acted in self-defense!" She then addressed Jiang Qiuying: "Cousin, you're also one of the parties involved; come along too."
However, Zhang Lingyun was the first to back down: "Sister Lu, I know I was wrong!" He said this while nervously glancing at me. "Can I apologize to this young man? I can pay him too!"
The officer named Sister Lu looked at him incredulously: "You admit you were wrong?"
Zhang Lingyun nodded vigorously: "Yes... we were wrong."
"Then let's see if Mr. Lin can forgive you. If Mr. Lin does not pursue this further, we can wrap things up here. But if Mr. Lin insists on an explanation, then we’ll have no choice but to handle it according to procedure."
"Brother Zhang," seeing that there was room for negotiation, quickly turned to me. "Little brother, you're magnanimous; don't hold this against us! I apologize, I'm sorry... it was our fault first. How much do you want me to pay? Just name a number!" As he spoke, he fished out his wallet and adjusted the watch on his wrist.
Zhang Lingyun had dealt with tough people before, but he had never encountered someone this fierce. That thick glass ashtray must have weighed at least a pound, yet I managed to break it in my hands and crush it underfoot. This wasn't a mere human; this was clearly someone out of a movie—like Jackie Chan, Tyson, or Schwarzenegger.
He understood the principle of not being foolish in front of a strong opponent. With the other party taking this attitude, what was there left to pursue?
However, the losses incurred by the hot pot restaurant needed to be compensated by these people. The front desk staff calculated everything for quite a while; besides the broken dishes and furniture, all unpaid bills were also charged to them.
The boss lady's face was practically blooming with joy.
As the female police officer led her team away, she shot a meaningful smile at Jiang Qiuying. "Alright, not bad." Then she turned back to me. "You seem young; you probably don't know this group of people. In the future, avoid them when you see them; don’t get yourself into trouble."
Zhang Lingyun left with a group of friends, and once they were gone, everyone noticed that the spot where Zhang Lingyun had been lying was now wet...
This second-generation rich kid had actually scared himself so badly that he peed his pants.
Although we hadn't enjoyed our meal, Jiang Qiuying still went over to settle the bill. But the boss lady refused to take any money. "Little girl, your table is on the house!"
As we were leaving, she handed us a card. "Next time you come, you'll get 40% off!"
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