Chapter 542: Chapter 542: A Lesson
"Quick, chase him, donāt let that kid get away!" Zhang Long shouted tearfully.
Although three or four people were tricked, there were still three thugs who werenāt fooled, and they chased after him immediately.
Zhao Bing was running ahead, with the few hooligans aggressively pursuing. Even though several pedestrians saw this scene, they all dodged to the side, trembling with fear as they watched.
"Take this!" Seeing that the group of thugs were catching up, Zhao Bingās hand reached into his backpack again, and then he suddenly made a throwing motion!
"Close your eyes!" The three thugs quickly shut their eyes.
But the expected chili powder didnāt appear, and when they opened their eyes, Zhao Bing had once again pulled away.
"Goddamn it, he dares to bluff us, heās practically asking for death!" one of the thugs yelled angrily, feeling that his intelligence had been insulted.
Zhao Bing was wearing a work suit, which made it actually quite difficult to run.
With a thud, Zhao Bing felt a pain in his shoulder, and a brick fell to the ground.
"Son of a bitch, these motherfuckers are throwing bricks now!" Zhao Bing spat out, but his speed did not decrease.
But at a corner, a little boy was standing in the middle of the street, and Zhao Bing instinctively dodged, which slowed him down immediately.
"Try running now, you motherfucker!" One of the hoodlums behind him saw Zhao Bing slowing down and, elated, raised his hand, hurling a brick at Zhao Bing.
Zhao Bingās heart sank, knowing that if he dodged, the brick would definitely hit the little boyās head.
"You motherfucking bastards!" Zhao Bing gritted his teeth and shielded the boy with his body.
With a thud, the brick struck Zhao Bingās head, and he felt the world spinning as a warm liquid flowed down from his forehead.
"Run!" Zhao Bing looked at the little boy and whispered sharply.
The little boy got a fright, burst into tears, and ran away crying!
"Keep running, you motherfucker!" By this time, the gang had caught up and began to beat Zhao Bing with punches and kicks.
Zhao Bing curled up on the ground, covering his head, enduring the onslaught.
It wasnāt that he didnāt want to fight back, but his head was so dizzy that he couldnāt manage to retaliate! Soon he passed out.
"This kid is really vicious!" At that moment, Zhang Long arrived, his eyes as red as lanterns. He looked at Zhao Bing and snorted coldly, "Take him away, Iām not letting this guy off today!"
Then, a van quietly arrived beside them, they threw Zhao Bing into the van, and it disappeared into the night.
A bucket of cold water poured over Zhao Bing woke him up with a shiver from his unconscious state.
"Ouch!" Zhao Bing woke up to find his hands bound and hanging from a beam.
"Done yet?" Zhang Long looked at Zhao Bing with angry eyes, "Run now, I want to see how youāll run now? Youāre quite the tough guy, arenāt you? A whole bag of chili powder almost blinded me."
Zhao Bing replied coldly, "Thatās really too bad!"
With a thud, the wooden stick in Zhang Longās hand struck Zhao Bing viciously, "Too bad? Try saying that again, motherfucker?"
Zhao Bingās body shook; the strike made him tremble.
"Who are you people!" Zhao Bing looked at Zhang Long and demanded, "What is your true purpose!"
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"Our true purpose?" Zhang Long said with a sneer, "We donāt have a purpose. We just wanted to teach you a lesson, thatās all!"
Zhao Bing spoke in a deep voice, "No purpose? Do you take me for a three-year-old child? I think from the very beginning, this was a setup, wasnāt it? A trap designed to kidnap me, right?"
Zhang Long narrowed his eyes.
With a faint smile, Zhao Bing said, "Looks like I guessed right. Let me guess again, those who would use thugs to attack me must have a grudge against me, and those with a grudge who know my whereabouts... That person... must be Chen Feng, right?"
"Chen Feng? Whoās that?" Zhang Long frowned, "I donāt know any Chen Feng, but youāre right, youāve offended someone. This time weāll give you a lesson, just so you learn how to behave!"
Seeing Zhang Longās seemingly genuine expression, Zhao Bing felt a twinge of doubt. If not Chen Feng, then who could it be?
"Could it be someone behind Chen Feng pulling the strings?" Zhao Bingās heart raced. These thugs definitely knew who was behind this!
"Come, bring out the tools for our little brother here!" Zhang Long said with a cold laugh, "Remember, donāt play him to death; itās bad luck to kill someone!"
Two burly men approached, one holding a thick wooden stick and the other clutching a brightly shining long sword.
"Choose one," Zhang Long said indifferently, "Out of humanitarian principles, Iāll give you the right to choose. Do you prefer the knife or the stick?"
Zhao Bingās heart lurched, and he swallowed hard, "You... You want to kill me?"
"Kill you?" Zhang Long chuckled, "Havenāt you heard? Weāre not going to kill you! But weāll make you wish you were dead but unable to die! Weāll make sure you remember there are people in this world you can never afford to offend! If you want a good life, keep your curiosity in check, because the more you know, the faster you die!"
Zhao Bing understood; his secret investigation had still been discovered. They were clearly trying to intimidate him!
Having understood this much, Zhao Bing calmed down.
"So, you want to intimidate me, make me back down?" Zhao Bing looked at Zhao Long with contempt then said, "Dream on! As long as I, Zhao Bing, am in the company, I wonāt let you evil spirits prevail!"
Zhang Long was furious. Then he asked in confusion, "What about Wang Liang? Damn it, I hate it when you people play word games! Iāll say it simply: if you donāt want to suffer physical pain, just behave. If you keep on jumping around, you wonāt be able to bear the consequences!"
With a signal from Zhang Long, "Loosen our little brotherās joints first!"
The thug sneered, then raised the wooden stick, and bang, bang, bang, it struck Zhao Bingās body, sounding muffled thumps. But Zhao Bing clenched his teeth and made no sound, though his flushed face and the cold sweat on his brow showed he was anything but relaxed.
"What a tough guy!" Zhang Long frowned. He had thought Zhao Bing would cry and beg for mercy, but the manās silence was nothing short of contempt!
"Brother Zhang, if we keep hitting him, it might not end well!" a man beside him whispered, "This guyās tough. If we just use force, itāll backfire. If we accidentally kill him, weāll get dragged into it too!"
"So what do we do now? We canāt just let him go, can we?" Zhang Long said hatefully, "I hate tough guys the most!"
"Brother Zhang, dealing with him is easy. Do you think this would work?" The man whispered his plan into Zhang Longās ear.
Zhang Longās eyes lit up, "You little rascal, youāve got quite a few tricks up your sleeve. I think this plan will work!"
"Stop, donāt beat him to death!" Zhang Long then told the thugs, looking at Zhao Bingās sweat-drenched head and chuckled, "Zhao Bing, I respect you as a man, so Iāve decided to deal with you in a gentler way. Youāre going to like it!"
Seeing the smile on Zhang Longās face, a bad premonition flashed through Zhao Bingās heart!