Chapter 90

"Is your head still hurting?" When Mr. He said not to cry, Zhang Qiu couldn't help but remind him.

Zhang Qiu had used his first aid skills to revive him and massaged a few acupoints to numb his nerves and relieve his pain. That's why he could jump up and start cursing as soon as he woke up. Otherwise, even if he didn't have a concussion, his head would have been hurting for a while after being hit so hard.

Now, with Zhang Qiu's reminder, his attention shifted, and he really felt a dull ache in his head. After a while, he couldn't help but hold his head and said, "You guys beat me up so badly, I'll pay you back double in a bit."

"Do you believe I'll beat you again?" Zhang Qiu shouted.

Mr. He, hearing Zhang Qiu's words, quickly shrank back, then rolled up the car window and stepped on the gas to start the car.

"Damn! Don't go! I'm waiting for you to call for help!" The reason Zhang Qiu wanted to wait for him to call for help was to solve the problem once and for all, so he wouldn't have any thoughts of revenge.

But if he ran away now, he would be a big troublemaker in the future, causing trouble at Fang Fei Yiren.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiu quickly chased after him. Fortunately, although the car had started, this was a bus stop with people coming and going, and buses stopping from time to time, so the speed couldn't be very fast unless he didn't mind hitting people.

Because of this, the car was moving very slowly, and Zhang Qiu caught up in just a few steps. Then he jumped onto the hood of the car, blocking the windshield.

This scene immediately caused a chorus of gasps. Zhang Qiu's action was extremely dangerous, but it also had an indescribable grandeur, as if watching an action movie.

He leaped up onto the hood, making people want to applaud.

"Go ahead and drive! If you want to kill me, just say it," Zhang Qiu said with a smile.

Mr. He was also startled, not expecting Zhang Qiu to be so fierce, jumping onto the hood and standing firm.

Now that Zhang Qiu was blocking the windshield, he couldn't drive even if he wanted to. Unless he wanted to die.

He couldn't bring himself to die with Zhang Qiu. In his eyes, a life of ten Zhang Qiux wouldn't be enough to match his own.

As soon as the car stopped, he immediately pointed at Zhang Qiu through the glass and shouted, "What do you want? Do you know you're disrupting public order?"

"Ha ha. I'm not doing anything, just don't want you to leave so early. Didn't you call for help to deal with me? I'll deal with you first!"

As he said this, Zhang Qiu kicked the windshield. The windshield of a BMW, which could withstand a strong impact and might not even be broken by a heavy hammer, was shattered by one kick.

When Mr. He saw Zhang Qiu's foot coming, he quickly dove to the passenger side and covered his head.

Then a shower of glass shards rained down, all landing on his back.

Fortunately, he had ducked. Otherwise, the glass would have hit his face.

Perhaps he was lucky, or perhaps his clothes protected him from the shards. The glass didn't cut his skin or stain his clothes with blood.

This scene stunned the onlookers again, and many people called the police.

"This guy is too arrogant. I'm sure he's learned real kung fu!"

"He must have kung fu! Look at his small build, yet he can kick a BMW's windshield to pieces. I suspect he might have internal strength!"

"He's so cool. Anger for a beauty! What do rich and handsome guys matter? Now they've met someone tough!"

"I think this guy is too foolish! He might feel good now, but when the police come, he'll be arrested and have to pay for the damages. If he can't afford it, he'll be in jail for years."

"That's true! He might feel good now, but he'll probably cry later."

In this city, people are indifferent, and everyone follows the principle of minding their own business. The most enthusiastic would just call the police, and no one had stepped forward to stop Zhang Qiu or stand up for justice.

Seeing Zhang Qiu's actions, Xiang Yufei couldn't help but cover her mouth. Now she also felt that Zhang Qiu was being unwise. Damaging the car changed the nature of the situation, and if someone called the police, he would definitely be arrested.

Even if he ran now, the police would investigate. They would review surveillance footage and trace the incident, and he wouldn't be able to escape.

After all, a car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars being damaged is a big case, even in economically underdeveloped areas. In the economically developed city of Suxian, it's a case the police can't ignore.

After kicking the glass, Zhang Qiu jumped off the car and returned to Xiang Yufei's side.

Without the windshield, Mr. He didn't dare drive away. He huddled in the car, afraid Zhang Qiu would come over and hit him again. At the same time, he hated Zhang Qiu and Xiang Yufei deeply.

"You little bitch! I'll have you gang-raped one day!" This grudge was deeply rooted, and his hatred was overwhelming.

He had always been the one to bully and play with women, but now he had been played by a woman, which was a great humiliation.

"Zhang Qiu, you're too impulsive! What are we going to do now? Let's go quickly!" Xiang Yufei said worriedly in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid! If we don't deal with this guy, he'll be a threat in the future," Zhang Qiu said. "It's just a car. If I have to, I'll pay for it. It's not a luxury car, at most a million, and I can afford it."

"But it's not worth it!" Xiang Yufei said.

"For you, it's worth it!" Zhang Qiu said. In fact, he also felt he had been a bit impulsive at first, but now that things had come to this, he couldn't stop.

Besides, he thought he was young and should have the recklessness of youth.

Maturity and stability are not the norm for young people. Many people haven't gone wild because of various restrictions and lack the means to do so. But now Zhang Qiu felt that even if he went wild, he could afford it.

Thinking this way, he felt no psychological pressure.

Maybe in a few days, various versions would spread online, and some people would call him a fool. But he would have won the girl, who cares about online opinions?

Zhang Qiu's words were light, but the meaning was heavy. Xiang Yufei was suddenly speechless. She didn't expect Zhang Qiu to be so obsessive and reckless, all for her. For her, losing hundreds of thousands of dollars was worth it. What kind of courage is this?

She almost cried and said, "You're so silly! If you really have the money, why not buy a car for yourself? Then no one would say you can't afford this old car..."

"Good idea! Thanks for the reminder," Zhang Qiu said with a smile. "I'll buy you one tomorrow so no more flies will bother you."

"I meant you should buy a car for yourself, not me. Why buy one for me? People might think I'm being kept! I don't want it," Xiang Yufei said.

"Ha ha. Just say you're being kept by me!" Zhang Qiu said.

At this moment, a minivan stopped near the damaged car. A few men in sunglasses got out, and one of them hung up his phone, then pulled Mr. He out of the car. They exchanged a few words, and Mr. He pointed at Zhang Qiu and Xiang Yufei.

Zhang Qiu suddenly stopped talking. Xiang Yufei, who was about to say "Go to hell!" or "Dream on!" swallowed her words.

She nervously grabbed Zhang Qiu's sleeve. Zhang Qiu squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring look, then walked up to the men before they could approach.

Zhang Qiu noticed that these men looked familiar.

"Brother Long, it's this guy, he's so arrogant! I mentioned your name, but he cursed, saying he's never heard of Brother Long or Brother Worm. He said he'll beat up anyone who comes," Mr. He added.

At this moment, Zhang Qiu suddenly said, "Long Batian? Did you take money to beat me up?"

Zhang Qiu recognized the leader, who was Long Batian, the same person he had taught a lesson to in the safety passage of the barbecue shop. Long Batian had also been subdued by Zhang Qiu and called him "Boss."

Hearing this, the leader, wearing sunglasses, instinctively trembled and started to shiver.

He took off his sunglasses and said, "B-Boss? It's you! It's a misunderstanding! I'm not here to target you! I've just been having a hard time lately, so I brought my brothers out to earn some extra money."

"Okay. Since you're not here to beat me up, you can handle this. I'll just watch from the side," Zhang Qiu nodded.

"Yes, Boss, I'll make sure you're satisfied," Long Batian said respectfully.

Then he shouted at his men, "What are you waiting for? These guys want to harm Boss, what should we do?"

"Beat him up!"

So a group of thugs attacked, punching and kicking, and soon Mr. He was on his knees, begging for mercy. The thugs were ruthless, ignoring his cries, and beat him until he couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, police sirens were heard, and the police finally arrived.

The thugs were immediately nervous, stopped, and looked at each other. Then Long Batian looked at Zhang Qiu for instructions.

Zhang Qiu said, "This has nothing to do with me. You guys just didn't like him, so you beat him up. As for the car, it's already damaged. I think you guys did a good job. If you need to pay for it, I'll help. I like you guys, so I'll give you ten thousand as a reward. Give me your Alipay account before the police come."

The thugs were stunned, not quite hearing what Zhang Qiu said. Long Batian was the first to react, feeling elated and almost kneeling to say, "Boss, I'll follow you, Batian!"

At this moment, the other thugs also realized that Zhang Qiu wanted them to take the blame and would give them ten thousand as a reward and help pay for the car. They were moved to tears.

They had been in jail many times for fighting, usually just a few days, as easy as drinking water. But no one had ever given them money before. Now Zhang Qiu was giving them ten thousand, and even if they split it, each would get over ten thousand. Even if Long Batian took a larger share, each would still get at least ten thousand!

How many jobs or protection fees would they need to earn that much?

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