Chapter 10: Malice Breeds Courage
Wang Chun glared fiercely at Shi Xiaobao
However, Chen Ge is not a small-time thug like Yan Gun. Shi Xiaobao looked worried; after all, he still needed to navigate in City C. If he offended someone influential in the underworld, this little thief would have no place to survive.
Foolish brother
Pung!
What else? Manager Chen said with a cold smile
Wang Chun touched his forehead, and immediately, his hand was covered in fresh blood
"It's fine, I'm here, so there's no need to go to the hospital." Shi Xiaobao opened a small flat aluminum bottle and poured its contents into Wang Chunzui's mouth, "First drink this medicinal liquor, and I'll take care of your wound. I guarantee that within five minutes, you'll be full of energy..."
"Hehe, where is the mistake?" Manager Chen displayed a smug expression on his face. He was very familiar with Wang Chuan; as long as he gave him a little hint, all problems would cease to be problems.
Manager Chen's grim visage resembled that of a devil from hell, while the dozen or so burly men seated in the private room occasionally hurled beer bottles at Wang Chun, leaving the floor strewn with shards of glass. As the onlookers watched Wang Chun rolling on the glass shards, he emitted continuous cries of agony, while the crowd erupted into wild laughter.
Wang Chun discovered that the soreness in his body had completely vanished, and most remarkably, he felt a surge of abundant strength within him
"Who?" Wang Chun was suddenly startled, and his body, which had been half-reclining against the wall, sat up abruptly
Is it really gone
I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore
Waste! A voice suddenly echoed in Wang's foolish mind, strikingly clear.
It is so hot
Eliminate them all! The man with the majestic physique exuded a chilling aura of murder, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of obstacles.
It's fine, anyway I have to wear... Don't worry, they don't know you. How about you cover your face.
Is there still any left
Pung!
"Get lost!" Manager Chen shouted, his face displaying a look of great satisfaction.
Will I die
"Wang Chuan, I can no longer survive in this area. You need to give me an explanation regarding this matter," Manager Chen said with a sinister smile.
The slaughter unfolded like a film, with scenes continuously shifting before Wang Chun's eyes
"Alright, don't say that Brother Chen isn't giving you a way out; just write a promissory note for 100,000." Manager Chen had a somewhat reluctant expression on his face
Do not dwell on that more than 90,000; go home and rest well. First, focus on healing your injury. That medicinal liquor only provides temporary relief; what you truly need is time for proper recuperation. Once your injury has healed, we will slowly seek accountability from Manager Chen
There is no need to wait to settle accounts later; today is the best time!
At least 2,000 yuan!
Over ninety thousand... Wang Chun is a typical case of forgetting the pain after the wound has healed; just a moment ago, he was beaten to the brink of death, and now he is already thinking about that huge sum of money
No... no more...
"Fool, you have arrived?" Manager Chen looked down at Wang Chuan on the ground with a mocking expression
"So expensive? I don't have the money to pay you back right now, so don't try to extort me." Wang Chun was taken aback; even the finest Moutai wouldn't cost two thousand yuan for just a few sips.
Manager Chen revealed a hint of cruelty on his face, lifted an empty wine bottle from the coffee table, and smashed it over Wang Chun's head. Immediately, Wang Chun's head was split open and bleeding, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream
I was wrong... Wang Chun, with blood streaming down his face, looked at Manager Chen with a pleading expression
Wang Chun got up from the ground, staggered a few steps, and then fell back down.
The powder is of little use, similar in effect to Yunnan Baiyao, stopping bleeding and promoting tissue regeneration, and it can also relieve pain... Fool, what are you doing? You were only apart for a short while and almost got yourself killed.
What else is there
Ah, don't mention it. On my way back from the *Tu* bookshop, I called Manager Chen, and now I'm in this state...
Pung!
"Fool, do you know how much the wine you just drank is worth?" Shi Xiaobao took out a packet of gray powder from his pocket and sprinkled it on Wang Chun's head
Wang Chun leaned against the wall, staring blankly at the starry sky, a faint bitter smile appearing at the corners of his mouth. He never dreamed that a mere joke would send him back 60 days, altering some events that had already occurred because of him, while some events that had not yet happened came to pass.
Ah... there is... there is... I should not tell Liu Bo, I should not mention the difference in color between the account book and the pen to Liu Bo..." Wang Chun, seeing Manager Chen lift another bottle of wine, was so frightened that his soul nearly left his body. He held his head with both hands, his buttocks shifting restlessly on the ground. The glass shards had pierced through his pants and skin, and on the ground, blood mixed with beer, emitting a pungent smell of blood.
In the back door of Greek mythology, hurry, I can no longer hold on...
"Who are you?" Wang Chuan was so frightened that his soul felt detached from his body. He could already confirm that the voice he had just heard was not an illusion, but a real presence
At this moment, Wang Chun suddenly realized that from now until the time he could return to his previous life would be just over a month. Since he had already decided to cross over, he naturally had no reservations; even if it meant killing and arson, it was of no concern. If he waited until his injuries healed to confront Manager Chen, that would not be a problem. However, finding that group of thugs would not be easy.
Does this powder have any miraculous effects? Wang Chun was overjoyed
Rest assured, it started with them ambushing us, and now it is our turn to ambush them. They are all currently under the influence of drugs, each one of them in a daze. If we suddenly charge in, we can guarantee that we will catch them off guard.
Wanting to run is not that easy
"Foolish Brother... it's very late... Foolish Brother, what's wrong with you?" Upon hearing Wang Chun's moans, Shi Xiaobao suddenly woke up
"Hehe, the effects of the medicine are starting to take effect," Shi Xiaobao said with a proud smile.
Hmm, take a good rest. By September, I will be able to travel through time... Little Treasure, did you bring your weapon?
I can no longer move, take me to the hospital. Wang Chun's legs trembled, and blood continued to flow from his head
"My head has been broken, and I am bleeding. Hurry over, I don't have the strength to get to the hospital..." Wang Chun leaned against the wall, barely alive.
If you are brothers, then give it to me! Wang Chuan is pressing forward step by step.
Wang Chun tore the cloth bag that Shi Xiaobao used for storing miscellaneous items, turning it into a mask. He then used the excess strips of cloth to bind the kitchen knife to his hand, preventing it from slipping away during the chaotic melee later on
The flat-headed middle-aged man, with a sinister grin, rushed to Wang Chun's side and kicked fiercely with both feet
This is an ancient formula that has been passed down for thousands of years, yet today's thieves are unaware of it. Shi Xiaobao sighed, clapped his hands, and brushed off the gray powder in his palms
Wang Chun, bloodied and battered, crawled up from the ground and stumbled his way out. It was merely a corridor, yet he fell no less than five times.
In the distance, a shadowy figure stealthily approached, carrying a cloth bag.
I should not spread rumors saying that you cheated me out of my money
A fierce sound of breaking through the air erupted
Ah ... it really doesn't hurt anymore ...
Suddenly, the majestic man fixed his gaze upon Wang Chuan.
"What are you doing?" Seeing Wang Chun's suddenly fierce expression on his swollen face, Shi Xiaobao couldn't help but take a step back.
Is that you, Wang Chun?
Meanwhile, the people around rushed over, their fists and feet raining down on Wang Chun like a storm. At first, Wang Chun wanted to seize the opportunity to escape, but in this narrow corridor, he had no chance at all. Moreover, the opponents struck first, and with their numbers and strength combined, Wang Chun had already lost the initiative
Suddenly, Wang Chun felt as if his internal organs were ablaze, a warm current surged through his limbs and bones, extending like a tidal wave along his meridians, enveloping his entire body as if it were submerged in it
Wang Chun was kicked out through the back door by the middle-aged man with a flat head, and the door slammed shut.
How much?
I hit, I hit
The flat-headed man kicked Wang Chun in the back, causing Wang Chun to fall directly to the ground, his face covered in blood.
Thank you, Brother Chen, thank you, Brother Chen
... ...
Fool, you really are foolish! Wenjing has already said that the more than 90,000 cannot be obtained. Aren't you just delivering yourself to the chopping block?
Ah... gurgle... gurgle... why does this wine taste so bad... Wang Chun felt a sense of nausea
"There is no need for weapons for a thief of my caliber..." Looking at Wang Chun's swollen face, Shi Xiaobao felt an inexplicable fear and took a step back.
Here, Wang Chun leaned against the wall, struggling to stand up
Wang Chun was fully focused on guarding against the five individuals at the door, unaware that there were others lying in ambush around the corner of the hallway. Caught off guard, he was struck on the leg by a baseball bat.
"Alright... if I have to die, then so be it..." Shi Xiaobao pulled out two sharp kitchen knives from the cloth bag
"Xiao Bao, Xiao Bao..." Wang Chun dialed Shi Xiao Bao's phone.
"I should not download the surveillance footage." Wang was as helpless as a pile of mud, weakly struggling as he knelt before Manager Chen
With a dull thud, Wang Chun fell heavily to the ground, and the stone in his hand rolled away, disappearing from sight
"Brother Chen, you said that as long as I can do it, I, Wang Chun, can work like a horse or an ox." Wang Chun, who was only thinking of escaping, immediately swore an oath. What was fatal was that his headache had flared up again, a pain like thousands of ants gnawing at his heart, making him feel worse than dead
Wang Chuan'e approached hetushu.com with a fierce demeanor, his eyes bloodshot and exuding a murderous intent
Inside the private room, a group of muscular men sat with their upper bodies bare, each adorned with intricate tattoos of dragons and phoenixes, wearing thick gold chains, their eyes gleaming with ferocity, exuding an air of brutality
A group of thugs began to violently beat Wang Chun, leaving him battered and bruised. Just moments ago, Manager Chen had smashed several bottles over Wang Chun's head, causing a severe injury. At this point, Wang Chun was utterly exhausted and on the brink of collapse
The floor of the private room is densely covered with beer bottles, and on the coffee table, there are some white powder and various drug paraphernalia
"My goodness, such a serious injury?" Shi Xiaobao approached under the dim streetlight in the distance, and upon seeing Wang Chun's miserable state, he was immediately taken aback in shock
In a state of confusion, the disoriented Wang Chun seemed to see a towering man commanding thousands of troops galloping across the battlefield. Wherever his long sword pointed, everything was reduced to ashes. On the ground, smoke and flames rose, and everywhere there were shattered war chariots and piles of corpses
Hello!
Wang Chun struggled to stand up, swaying unsteadily, with blood flowing incessantly from his head. The headache that had flared up made him feel an overwhelming urge to bang his head against the wall
Wang Chun took out the Apple phone, the screen of which was already shattered, but it was still functional
In less than two minutes, Wang Chun was already beaten to a pulp, on the verge of death, and was dragged into Room 3288 by a group of thugs
You will know soon enough. Shi Xiaobao was very meticulous; he carefully applied the gray powder to any area with broken skin and bleeding.
I will come over immediately, I will come right away!" Shi Xiaobao said anxiously
In front of the public, Wang Chun straightforwardly issued a promissory note for one hundred thousand yuan as per Manager Chen's request, signing his full name.
Manager Chen is also seated among them
In the darkness, the voice of Shi Xiaobao echoed, and the image of that person in Wang Chun's mind suddenly vanished, as if it had never appeared at all