The Decadent Old Man

In the detention room, the air was so stifling you could wring water from it.

"Officer, he is dying. Are you still going to hit him?"

A lazy voice came from the corner, but no one paid it any mind.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The dull sounds of beating were endless, flesh meeting flesh, every punch landing precisely on the kidneys.

Invincible Kidney-Exploding Punch, terrifyingly powerful.

The Pretty boy had long passed out, slumped on the floor like a torn gunny sack, but Brother Zhang showed no intention of stopping. His bloodshot eyes glared fixedly at the man beneath him as if wanting to beat him alive into a puddle of meat paste.

Just then, the heavy iron door creaked as it was roughly pushed open.

Jiang Chengshan was shoved inside, stumbling a few steps and nearly falling over.

Li Hu, who followed right behind him, entered the room and saw the crazed scene of his subordinate, his temples instantly throbbing.

This scene was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

"Old Zhang! What are you doing!"

Brother Zhang's movements paused. He slowly raised his head, his ferocious face mixed with sweat and tears. He looked at Li Hu, his chest heaving violently, and then viciously smashed another punch into the Pretty boy's kidneys.

This punch made Li Hu's eyelids twitch fiercely.

"Boss!" Brother Zhang's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong. "This beast, he dared to hook up with my wife! I am going to kill him today no matter what!"

The air seemed to freeze.

Hearing this, Li Hu's expression changed, and he quickly walked over to pull Brother Zhang away.

"Enough! I told you to interrogate the prisoner, and instead you are beating him to death."

"Stop hitting him for now. Do you think you will get any benefit from beating him to death?"

Amidst the chaos, in an unnoticed corner, Lin Mo's gaze remained fixed from beginning to end on the wretched-looking Jiang Chengshan.

This normally meticulous Old Geezer currently had his expensive suit wrinkled like dried pickled vegetables. His face was bruised black and blue, and a trace of blood hung at the corner of his mouth.

It seemed he had been violently beaten up.

This Old Geezer had probably encountered one of the few Waterloos of his life.

Lin Mo sighed, bored out of his mind, and rolled his wrists.

Click.

With a soft sound, the refined steel handcuffs popped open as if they were a cheap toy, casually tossed onto the floor by him.

He stretched lazily, his joints emitting a series of crisp pops, before he slowly stood up and strolled toward Jiang Chengshan as if taking a walk in the park.

The commotion over here finally alerted Li Hu. He whipped his head around, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

However, Lin Mo acted as if he had not noticed, walking straight up to Jiang Chengshan, crouching down, and looking him over with great interest.

"Yo, Old Jiang."

Lin Mo's tone carried a bit of teasing. "Experiencing the hardships of life, are we? How did you end up looking so miserable? Give you a broken bowl and you could start working the streets right now."

Jiang Chengshan slowly raised his head, his cloudy gaze falling on Lin Mo. He glanced at the easily broken handcuffs on the floor, a bitter, self-deprecating smile appearing on his face.

He looked at Lin Mo's breezy, unbothered face and suddenly lost all his spirit.

Right. He was still stressing over this predicament, while the man in front of him treated it as nothing.

"You are right."

Jiang Chengshan let out a long breath of stale air. The pent-up frustration in his chest seemed to pour out with it, leaving behind only a hollow exhaustion.

He leaned against the cold wall, his eyes dim like burnt-out ashes.

"I am ultimately just an ordinary person."

The sense of defeat in his voice was so heavy that it made the air feel thick.

What the hell? Did just one severe beating completely wipe out the Old Geezer's vitality and spirit?

This made Lin Mo reluctant to continue mocking the Old Geezer.

After all, when the Old Geezer messed with him, it was just petty squabbling.

But when others messed with the Old Geezer, that was a major issue.

Right at that moment, someone grabbed Lin Mo's shoulder heavily.

"Hey! Kid, I am talking to you. Pretending you cannot hear me?"

Li Hu's obnoxious face leaned in, full of provocation.

Lin Mo did not even bother to lift his eyelids. He backhandedly grabbed Li Hu's wrist, and with a crisp crack, Li Hu's cursing instantly turned into a miserable howl.

Before Li Hu could react, Lin Mo flicked his wrist, and a powerful force directly flung Li Hu's nearly two-hundred-pound body away.

Bang!

Li Hu crashed into the opposite wall like a broken gunny sack, then slid limply to the floor. He twitched twice before going completely still, having passed out cold.

Lin Mo walked up and, like dragging a dead dog, grabbed Li Hu's collar with one hand and dragged him into the luxury solitary cell where he had been held earlier.

Jiang Chengshan watched this scene numbly, opening his mouth. "Doing this... will cause a massive incident."

"Relax, nothing will happen. Someone will come to bail us out."

Lin Mo dusted off his hands, his tone as casual as if he were remarking on the nice weather today.

At this time, Brother Zhang, who had just been casually pushed aside by Lin Mo, snapped back to his senses and strode angrily toward Lin Mo.

Looking at his posture, he wanted to stand up for Li Hu.

"You..."

Before Brother Zhang could finish his harsh words, Lin Mo suddenly leaned in close to him and lowered his voice.

"Let me tell you a secret. This guy named Li Hu also had a fling with your wife. If you do not believe me, go check his phone."

Brother Zhang froze, instinctively stopping in his tracks. Then he immediately turned around, walked into the luxury solitary cell, and pulled out Li Hu's phone.

However, the phone had a passcode, so Brother Zhang could not open it.

"Bring it here, I will unlock it for you," Lin Mo's voice rang out again.

It had to be said, this Brother Zhang was truly dense, or perhaps his thirst for the truth had completely overwhelmed his rationality.

He handed the phone over with almost no hesitation.

But Lin Mo actually managed to unlock it, and conveniently opened the chat history between Li Hu and Ding Tian.

"Here, see for yourself." Lin Mo tossed the phone back to Brother Zhang, then leisurely leaned against the wall.

Taking the instigation to the very end.

Brother Zhang took the phone with trembling hands. As his eyes fell on the screen, his breathing instantly stopped.

In the next second, a beastly roar that did not sound human erupted from his throat.

His eyes bloodshot, he transformed into an enraged bull and charged at the still-unconscious Li Hu.

Then Li Hu also got to experience what was known as the World-Destroying Kidney-Exploding Punch.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo just leaned against the wall, looked at the somewhat bruised and battered Old Jiang, and raised his hand to press onto his shoulder.

A warm, soothing current slowly seeped into Jiang Chengshan's body through Lin Mo's palm.

Jiang Chengshan only felt that wherever the warmth passed, the burning pain and soreness rapidly melted away like spring snow meeting the warm sun.

In just a few breaths, the pain in his body vanished without a trace.

Lin Mo quietly withdrew his hand.

Jiang Chengshan turned to look at Lin Mo with a highly complex expression on his face.

"So which family of the Hidden Sects do you actually belong to?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. Of course, he had no idea what the Hidden Sects were, but that did not matter. Sticking to the persona of a riddler to the very end was the right move.