"Young boss, did you play some tricks last night? Why are you in a wheelchair now?"
Unpleasant and sarcastic remarks rose and fell.
Zhang Cheng's face, however, always wore a faint, almost negligible smile.
Xiao Xing and Liu Zhongren's faces were already ashen.
"Brother Liu, push me in."
Zhang Cheng's voice was soft, yet it carried a strange, comforting power.
Liu Zhongren gritted his teeth, pushed his wheelchair, and slowly slid into this hostile space.
Xiao Xing quickly stepped forward, pulled out a chair, and made room for the wheelchair.
Zhang Cheng sat down, his gaze calmly sweeping over everyone in the private room, finally landing on Brother Leopard. He smiled and spoke gently.
"Gentlemen, I am injured and cannot drink alcohol, so I will offer you a cup of tea instead..."
"Tea?"
The bald young man gave a strange laugh, interrupting him.
"Young boss, are you looking down on us brothers?"
"Why."
Zhang Cheng sighed softly, seemingly helpless, and shook his head to himself.
He originally wanted to resolve the matter peacefully.
Unfortunately, the other side doesn't seem to want to.
"I heard..."
Zhang Cheng's voice remained calm, as if he were chatting about everyday matters.
"Did you all get into trouble in Yiwu and couldn't make a living there, so you came to this small place, Funing?"
In an instant.
The air in the entire private room seemed to freeze.
All eyes were fixed on Zhang Cheng, and those gazes were instantly filled with ferocity and violence.
Leopard narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.
Zhang Cheng, however, seemed oblivious, and continued in that calm, almost pitying tone:
"To be frank."
"Just a bunch of stray dogs who can't even go home."
"Who gave you the audacity to bark at me?"
"Bang!"
Before he could finish speaking, a beer bottle was slammed onto the table, splashing beer everywhere.
"You little bastard, you dare say that again!"
"You're asking for it! I'll cripple you right now!"
"You bastard, you think you're so great just because you have a few stinking coins? Kneel down and kowtow now, or you'll be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of your life!"
The shouts and threats were deafening.
Zhang Cheng raised his hand and waved it near his ear as if shooing away flies.
He slowly examined his fingernails and spoke softly.
"The man behind me is Liu Zhongren, a police officer from Nanyang Police Station."
"The man next to me, Xiao Xing, is also from the Nanyang Police Station."
His gaze slowly rose, sweeping over the狰狞 faces, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.
"So, you're planning to do something to me in front of the police?"
"So what if we're police? We're not that great!" the bald young man shouted.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Cheng's smile deepened.
He raised his eyelids, looked at the bald man, nodded slightly, and spoke sincerely.
You're right.
"Police officers are truly remarkable."
"Hahaha!"
Leopard, who had been silent all along, suddenly burst into a fit of wild laughter.
He released the woman in his arms and approached Zhang Cheng step by step, his huge shadow enveloping the wheelchair.
"Mr. Zhang, you're right, the police are amazing."
His voice was as cold as a snake.
"But Mr. Zhang, have you ever thought about this..."
"Since we are like stray dogs."
"That dog... if it gets angry, it can bite someone to death!"
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