After a while, the onlookers realized something was off.
The fight sounded like firecrackers going off.
Crackle, crackle, crackle.
It was terrifying.
Some well-meaning bystanders tried to intervene,
but the situation was too intense.
There was no way to get close!
Unless, of course, they didn’t mind getting caught in the crossfire.
Earlier, a few sections of the wall had been kicked in, leaving deep dents.
These two were like modern-day Mike Tysons.
If Tyson himself were here, he’d turn into a teddy bear.
He’d have to hang up his boxing gloves and become a good little boy.
But there was a way to deal with these two lunatics.
The best way to handle crazies?
Bring in more crazies.
Wait, no.
Call the police.
Let them handle it.
Soon, two patrol cars arrived at the scene.
“Stop!”
Seven or eight officers in uniform surrounded Song Ligang and Lin Fan.
Both men looked utterly disheveled.
Their clothes were torn to shreds.
Lin Fan’s face was swollen and bruised.
Song Ligang had gone full beast mode,
aiming specifically for the face.
Thanks to his height advantage,
Song Ligang was landing blows from above,
while Lin Fan could only swing upward.
If he wanted to hit Song Ligang’s face,
he’d either need a lucky shot
or to jump up and strike.
Jumping?
That’s just asking for trouble.
Lose your footing,
and one kick would take you out.
So Lin Fan was stuck,
getting pummeled into a swollen mess.
His lips were swollen, and one eye was blackened.
Nothing life-threatening,
but he looked utterly ridiculous.
When the officers arrived,
Lin Fan was quick to complain, “Officers, thank goodness you’re here! This guy’s a lunatic!”
“He started attacking me out of nowhere. You need to arrest him!”
“Lock him up in a mental institution and never let him out again. If I hadn’t defended myself, I’d be dead by now.”
He figured he could use the police to detain Song Ligang for a while,
giving him time to investigate who was behind this.
He couldn’t think of anyone in Magic City he’d crossed recently.
Even if he had,
those people were already dead.
He wanted to know who was pulling the strings.
The kind get trampled, the weak get bullied.
Did they think he wouldn’t fight back?
The officers exchanged confused glances.
They’d been called to break up a fight
that was disrupting the peace.
But now there was this twist.
“Is that you?”
Suddenly,
Lin Fan spotted a familiar figure.
As he called out,
the woman turned to look.
Yang Jingxuan raised an eyebrow, her expression saying, “I don’t know you.”
Old acquaintances meeting again,
tears welling up in their eyes.
Lin Fan quickly identified himself.
“Officer Yang, it’s me, Lin Fan!”
Yang Jingxuan: ???
This guy was Lin Fan?
She took a closer look.
It really was him.
It wasn’t that her mind was slow,
but Lin Fan’s current state
was just too pitiful.
His clothes were in tatters,
his face swollen and bruised, his lips puffed up.
What kind of grudge did these two have?
“Whoa… this guy knows Officer Yang?”
“What do we do now?”
“Check the surveillance footage. If it checks out, let him go.”
A few younger officers chattered among themselves.
Hearing their conversation,
Lin Fan couldn’t help but smirk—ouch, that hurt!
Damn it.
This guy was a real piece of work.
Why aim for the face?
He was literally getting his face beaten in!
Was it because he was better-looking?
Was that it?
Lin Fan was convinced that was the reason.
The mastermind must’ve been jealous of his looks,
so they sent someone to mess up his face.
How else could you explain it?
Yang Jingxuan, already in a bad mood from running into Lin Fan,
grew even more annoyed at her colleagues’ chatter.
“Enough!”
“Take them all back to the station. The law doesn’t play favorites!”
With that, she returned to her car.
What rotten luck,
running into Lin Fan again.
She just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible.
The officers exchanged glances.
“Ahem… sir, regardless of the circumstances, we’ll need you to come with us to the station for questioning.”
One of the officers spoke up.
Lin Fan cursed inwardly.
Dammit.
He shouldn’t have mentioned knowing Yang Jingxuan.
This was such bad luck.
A few words and a call to Ma Qun
could’ve gotten him off the hook.
But now, that wasn’t an option.
So Lin Fan was escorted to a patrol car,
while Song Ligang was taken to Yang Jingxuan’s vehicle.
At the police station:
“Officer, that’s what really happened. I was attacked, and I was just defending myself,” Lin Fan explained.
The officers taking his statement nodded.
From the surveillance footage,
it was clear Song Ligang had thrown the first punch.
Looking at Lin Fan’s battered face,
they couldn’t help but wince.
That guy was brutal.
Aiming straight for the face.
Maybe Lin Fan had wronged someone close to him?
Why else would he go for the face?
Luckily, the officers were professionals.
No matter how funny the situation,
they wouldn’t laugh in front of the person involved.
Unless they couldn’t help it…
“Pfft…”
One officer couldn’t hold back.
Lin Fan, now looking like a swollen mess, glared at him.
“What’s so funny?”
He knew he looked ridiculous,
but where was the basic respect?
Don’t push it!
If Lin Fan had seen himself in a mirror,
he wouldn’t have been able to hold back either.
He’d have gone straight for Song Ligang,
regardless of who was behind it.
The officer straightened up. “Nothing, I just remembered… never mind. Mr. Lin, it seems you’re innocent.”
Lin Fan was speechless.
No kidding!!!
If you know I’m innocent,
just let me go already!
“Can I leave now?”
Lin Fan wanted to sneer, but the pain stopped him.
The officer was about to agree
when a female officer hurried in.
She whispered something in his ear.
The male officer’s expression changed.
“Mr. Lin, you can’t leave yet.”
Lin Fan was stunned. “What do you mean?”
“Someone’s filed a complaint against you for instigating a fight and causing a public disturbance…”
The officer listed the charges.
Lin Fan felt like he’d been hit by a truck.
What the hell was this?
Are you blind?
Can’t you see this is a case of the aggressor playing the victim?
And now they’re filing complaints?
Do they think I’m a pushover?
Lin Fan’s expression darkened.
“Is it the guy I fought with who’s accusing me?”
“This is a police station, not a place for arguments! Mr. Lin, watch your tone.”
The officer was all business.
This only confirmed Lin Fan’s suspicions.
Damn it!
Did they think he didn’t have connections?
Time to make some calls.
Hello, hello, sweet dreams~
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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