Soon, someone who knew Liu Dekai came in to help him.

Liu Dekai wasn't actually stunned by the beating. He pushed away the hands of the people around him and walked straight outside.

He didn't know why Lu Zhengjun knew about his past.

He was certain that this was the first time the two had met and the first time they had any interaction.

But strangely enough, Lu Zhengjun immediately knew his biggest secret. Could it be that he could tell fortunes?

Liu Dekai couldn't figure it out for the time being, but he had more important things to do now.

Lu Zhengjun was, after all, a regimental commander. The two were supposed to be exchanging friendly blows, but Lu Zhengjun's punches landed squarely on his face, slapping him repeatedly. Now, his face was bruised, and he was in pain. As he walked down the street, many people stared at him and whispered among themselves.

Lu Zhengjun has really gone too far!

He was now well-known; everyone in the army knew him as Deputy Battalion Commander Liu. Today, dozens of people witnessed his confrontation with Lu Zhengjun, and Lu Zhengjun practically pinned him to the ground and beat him.

Just when he was about to show off, he was beaten up by Lu Zhengjun. Where would he put his face?

In the past, when people talked about him, they all envied him for his repeated merits and for being promoted to deputy battalion commander in a short period of time.

But in the future, when others mention him, they will say that he was beaten so badly by Lu Zhengjun that he couldn't fight back and could only take the beating!

He's lost all face and dignity!

Liu Dekai was filled with resentment. Knowing that others were talking about him, he stiffened his face and went to find someone without looking to the side.

So what if Lu Zhengjun is a regimental commander? Liu Dekai is still in the army, and he's not without powerful backers!

Liu Dekai arrived at Mo Cheng's office very quickly.

Mo Cheng hadn't left yet. Upon seeing Liu Dekai, he smiled and said, "Little Liu, what brings you here?"

"Uncle Mo."

Liu Dekai's address of "Uncle Mo" was truly heartfelt.

The lights outside were dim, so Mo Cheng didn't notice it at first. But as soon as he got closer, he realized something was wrong with him.

His face was bruised, his clothes were wrinkled, and he was limping. Who had beaten him up?

Mo Cheng was surprised. Liu Dekai was also well-connected. Who had the ability to beat him up, and beat him up like this?

He immediately asked, "Xiao Liu, what happened to you? It looks like you've been beaten up?"

"Uncle Mo, I didn't want to trouble you, but I just couldn't resist today, so I came to see you."

Liu Dekai said indignantly, "I am a deputy battalion commander, and I have such a good relationship with Youyou. Everyone in the army knows that. I've been very popular lately, but today, I was beaten up like this. He must have disliked me, so he resorted to dirty tricks."

"Uncle Mo, I've never asked you for help before, but I'm really desperate today, so I'm asking you for your help."

Liu Dekai spoke with sincerity, and Mo Cheng stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked him over. Seeing that he suddenly seemed unable to move, he quickly said, "Sit down, don't rush, speak slowly."

Liu Dekai sat down, drank another glass of water, and felt much better.

He choked up as he said, "In the afternoon, Youyou came to see me. I talked to her for a while and then saw her off. When I went back, I saw a man with an unfamiliar face who was dressed very well."

"It turned out to be a regimental commander from our unit. He had just returned from a mission and invited me to the fighting arena for a sparring match. I figured I had nothing better to do, so I went along. But to my surprise, he kept slapping my face in the arena without any mercy. It didn't feel like a sparring match at all; it was more like... he was taking his anger out on me."

The original intention of the fighting arena was to allow soldiers and officers to spar with each other in their spare time, regardless of their status.

But most of the time, aside from practicing, it's more often the two who have conflicts who agree to go to the fighting arena to settle the score with fists and feet.

Even if there is a conflict, most people would just beat the other person up, usually by hitting them on the body.

You shouldn't hit someone in the face; everyone knows that.

Leave room for maneuver in your actions, so you can meet again in the future.

Liu Dekai's facial injuries looked serious, but they were actually just flesh wounds. The injuries weren't serious, but they were still embarrassing. Until the injuries on his face were fully healed, anyone who saw him would probably be curious about who had beaten him up.

For a man, this means losing all face, let alone a man who is currently enjoying great success.

Liu Dekai is adept at using the art of language, remaining ambiguous on certain key points.

“Uncle Mo, if that person had only been bullying me, it wouldn't have been a big deal. But lately, I've been getting close to you, Uncle Mo, as everyone knows. We have a good relationship. That person just had to pick this time to embarrass me. Isn't this... a challenge to your authority?!”

That's true.

Over the past few months, most people in the unit have known about Liu Dekai and Mo Youyou's relationship; he's Brigade Commander Mo's son-in-law.

Out of respect for Mo Cheng, most people would smile more when they saw Liu Dekai.

At this crucial moment, someone struck Liu Dekai so hard, specifically hitting him in the face. This was not only a slap in his face, but also a slap in Mo Cheng's face.

Is there anyone in this unit who doesn't give him any face?

Several figures flashed through Mo Cheng's mind, but he quickly dismissed them because they didn't match what Liu Dekai had said.

Who are you talking about?

Mo Cheng took a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Liu Dekai quickly said, "I've never met this person before. I later learned that Commander Lu is Lu Zhengjun, who just returned from a mission."

"Cough cough cough..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Cheng seemed to choke and coughed violently. He shook the cigarette in his hand and stubbed it out in a small box, his cheeks turning red from coughing.

Liu Dekai was taken aback for a moment, then asked with concern, "Uncle Mo, are you alright? Let me get you a glass of water?"

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