Chapter 7

The curly-haired man, who was lying underneath, gritted his teeth tightly upon hearing this.

He endured with all his might.

Lin Dong lifted his foot, and the curly-haired man hurriedly scrambled to his feet, but he didn’t dare to leave, kneeling obediently.

"You’re so well-behaved, that saves a lot of trouble. Let’s have another drink with Brother Bao. Our friendship isn’t something that can be explained with just a pot of tea." Lin Dong splashed the tea in his cup over the curly-haired man.

The curly-haired man was in a terrible state.

However, he didn’t dare to move.

Lin Dong felt that he had done a good deed today, almost educating the other party, and smiled contentedly, "Brother Bao is just awesome, so cultured! No wonder he’s a good leader!" He then smiled at the small man and the hunchbacked giant, "I’m really happy today, making so many friends. Next time, when I have the chance, I’ll talk to everyone about our life goals! What are you all standing there for? Quickly help your leader up. He’s the boss, what’s going on here? If he cries, will you be responsible?"

The small man and the hunchbacked giant looked at each other.

What should they do?

Although they were afraid, wouldn’t disobeying mean dying even faster?

Just as the hunchbacked giant and the others cautiously approached to help the curly-haired man up, suddenly, the curly-haired man flew out five meters and crashed into the trash can with a thud.

The curly-haired man spat out a mouthful of blood, and it was estimated that at least three of his ribs were broken.

Lin Dong clapped his hands heartlessly, praising, "Brother Bao is indeed a leader. Even when spitting blood, he’s still so domineering, impressive, impressive!"

His fingers made the gesture of counting money in front of everyone. The small man and the hunchbacked giant were already used to it and collected all the money, finally handing it over to Lin Dong. The onlookers in the distance were stunned, originally wanting to clap, but the image of this hero had collapsed too quickly... Lin Dong nonchalantly put the money in his pocket.

Finally, he snapped his fingers, "Boss, the bill!"

The shop owner was so scared that his whole body went limp.

He didn’t dare to respond.

The cute little sister, however, was bolder and actually dared to run out timidly, her small hand trembling as she took the two hundred-yuan notes from Lin Dong.

She didn’t know what came over her, but her little mouth blurted out, "What about the broken things? Who’s going to pay for them?" As soon as she said this, she was filled with fear, but it was too late to take it back.

The shop owner was almost scared to death, knowing it would be bad when he couldn’t hold back his daughter.

Lin Dong laughed.

He laughed with a bright smile, his face radiant.

He pointed at the hunchbacked giant and the others, who stood still like puppets, "Brother Bao invited me to eat, so of course, the bill is on them."

"Yes, yes, we’ll definitely pay, we’ll definitely pay! We’ll go get the money right away!" The hunchbacked giant and the others didn’t dare to say no, vying to offer to pay, but they had no money now and had to go get it.

"Next time when someone invites me to eat, call me. I love making friends." Lin Dong emphasized this point.

Before leaving, he patted the small man’s shoulder, "Not bad, better than last time, but you need to keep working hard, kid. I have high hopes for you!"

The small man’s face.

It was as bitter as a bitter melon.

He really wanted to say, "I’m just short, but I’m almost thirty this year," but he didn’t dare to say it.

Lin Dong’s toe flicked up the designer sunglasses from the ground, which landed perfectly on his nose, looking so cool that it almost made people faint. If they weren’t in an adversarial state, the small man and the others would have clapped in admiration, and the little sister’s eyes were filled with stars. Lin Dong, with his hands in his pockets, whistled "We Are All Sharpshooters, Each Bullet Kills an Enemy" and gradually walked away under the intense gaze of countless passersby.

Only after his figure completely disappeared did the small man and the others dare to rush over to rescue Brother Bao...

In the evening, at 6 PM, at the First Hospital of Dongshan.

The elevator door opened, and several men filed out.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a refined appearance, elegant manners, and a gentlemanly demeanor. Dressed in a silver suit, with shiny leather shoes and a diamond-encrusted Rolex watch on his wrist, he looked like a prominent businessman from high society. However, the eagle-like eyes behind his smile and gold-rimmed glasses occasionally revealed a cold, lethal gaze, sharp as a blade.

"Brother Hu!"

"Brother Hu!"

In the hospital corridor, as he walked by, everyone bowed their heads and bent their waists, afraid of not being respectful enough.

He maintained a friendly smile, giving a warm and approachable impression, nodding slightly along the way without any hint of arrogance.

Pushing open the door, the curly-haired man lying on the bed was instantly overjoyed, his eyes welling up, and his voice choked with emotion, "Brother... you, you have to do something for me!" Before he could struggle to sit up, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, who had been smiling, suddenly frowned and slapped the curly-haired man hard across the face.

Blood and teeth flew.

Spots of blood splattered on the white pillow.

The others quickly tried to stop him, and the curly-haired man, knowing he had caused trouble, hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother, I was wrong, I won’t dare to do it again, I won’t dare to do it again!"

"Shut up, you don’t need to speak now, and you don’t have the right to speak." The man with the gold-rimmed glasses had a cold expression, and everyone present believed that if this boy weren’t his younger brother, it wouldn’t just be a slap, but he would be thrown into a barrel of gasoline, covered in cement, and sunk in Dongshan Bay.

"..." The curly-haired man didn’t even dare to cry in front of the man with the gold-rimmed glasses.

"How are Da Shan and the others?" The man with the gold-rimmed glasses didn’t pay attention to his brother’s injuries but asked about the others.

"Brother Hu, Da Shan is fine. Although the other party kicked him, they didn’t use much force, and with his tough skin, he should recover in one or two months. Zhu Gan tried to sneak an attack from behind after being disciplined, which angered the other party, and his injuries are much more serious. His right hand is shattered, and the doctor said there’s no way to save it. His face is also a mess, with most of his teeth gone. Even with plastic surgery, he won’t look the same. The others just have bruises and fractures, nothing serious. However, Biao Zi’s head is very strange, twisted, and the hospital can’t find anything wrong, thinking it’s just his natural shape." A man with a beard quickly reported.

"I’ve seen Biao Zi’s head. He says it doesn’t hurt, which is a bit strange." A middle-aged man, as strong as a bull, nodded, following behind the man with the gold-rimmed glasses.

"Da Shan’s and the others’ medical expenses will be covered by the company. No matter how much it costs, we must get them treated. Additionally, take out fifty thousand yuan. Give Da Shan and Zhu Gan twenty thousand each, ten thousand to those with bruises, and use the rest to repay the money the brothers were forced to give. As long as you do your job well, I won’t let you suffer even a little bit." The man with the gold-rimmed glasses habitually adjusted his glasses.

"Yes, Brother Hu." The bearded man quickly nodded in agreement.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses turned his gaze, which was sharp like a knife, to the tray on the bedside table.

On it were two steel pipes, each bent into a half-circle. Originally, they formed a complete circle around the curly-haired man’s neck, but they were cut off when he was admitted to the hospital.