The Shi Qinghai principle, in principle, does not involve sticking a scallion in the nose, but the way he looks at Xu Le, walking toward him, gives the impression that he is drunk. Xu Le shakes his head, gazing at the familiar yet strangely attractive face, and suddenly scolds loudly, "Are you drunk or sober?"
Shi Qinghai was indeed drunk, at least at the beginning. It's uncertain when he became sober again, but everyone knows that an armed drunkard seldom has a good reason. Those surrounding him hesitate to take any risks.
Zou You speaks up, questioning Shi Qinghai, but he pays no attention. Without any shame, he slaps Zou Yu's face with a vicious palm, causing everyone's expression to turn grim.
"Let her go, or you'll regret it when you sober up," Zou You tries to control his temper and speak gently. Although his threat seems weak in the face of an armed drunkard, ensuring his sister's safety remains his top priority.
"Do you want me to eat shit? Do you want my brother to kneel?" Shi Qinghai disregards him, hugging the red-clothed, trembling woman tightly. He stops hitting her and belches out alcohol, saying, "You outsiders are really audacious, coming to the seaside to show off. The young masters said that even if you sprayed perfume on yourselves, you would still refuse to be as alluring as the women on the 13 main roads, let alone comparing yourselves to DVC users."
The "13 main roads" is a well-known street in the capital's special zone, known for its high-class prostitutes frequented by officials from various government offices. Shi Qinghai's words use this analogy to compare the women of Zou Family, making them extremely offensive. Meanwhile, while Xu Le is busy cleaning the bloodstains, he finally notices that Shi Qinghai referred to him as a "brother" instead of just a friend, and his arm tenses slightly.
"In the name of justice, bullying a woman is never justified," Zou You's eyes twitch, but he continues gently, "This matter must be resolved, otherwise, we'll have to hand it over to the authorities, and I'm sure you wouldn't like the outcome."
"I'll only bully women my whole life," Shi Qinghai, now acting like a hooligan due to the alcohol, sticks out his neck and rolls his eyes, as if he's hearing someone speak for the first time and spits back, "What about it? You want to fight me?"
Contrary to the situation, Zou You instead smiles warmly and praises him, saying, "Very impressive, very impressive."
At this moment, the silent observer finally speaks up, "Are you Shi Qinghai?"
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"He's younger than me, but he used to be the pride of our institute. Both the principal and teachers liked him very much. After graduation, he should have done well for himself at the seaside. As for which department, I'm not too sure." The silent observer recognizes Shi Qinghai as someone who graduated from the same school, and he whispers to Zou You, "Back in school, no one dared to provoke him. He excelled in marksmanship and strategy, and very few could rival him. Fortunately, this guy doesn't have strong backing, so he hasn't caused too much trouble."
Upon hearing this, Zou You feels some relief. He knows that no matter how drunk Shi Qinghai is, there must be a reason behind his actions. This eases his biggest concern. Then, he looks at the young man with an attractive yet strange face behind Shi Qinghai and senses something. As a top student in the institute,
no matter how drunk he is, there must be a reason. Zou You smiles and says to Shi Qinghai:
"Forget about the future, let's enjoy tonight!" Shi Qinghai looks for Xu Le's figure and calls out, "Hey, what are you doing over there? Hurry up, we'll have to go to the police station to give our statements soon."
Xu Le, burdened with too much trouble, is in a sorry state. His short-sleeved shirt is torn, covered in dirt, and his face is a mix of blue and red, covered in dust. He approaches Shi Qinghai, restraining himself from brushing against Major Zou You, who exudes murderous intent. Suddenly, he hears the major's icy cold voice speaking beside him.
"You, Eastwood Stone, you're finished. Even if I don't shoot you now because your brother has a gun, I'll twist your gun away and kill you. I want to see who can help you then."
Xu Le doesn't look at him, instead, he lowers his head to wipe away the sweat and blood, then walks towards the other side. He hears the major's disdainful and threatening words, which suddenly give him a headache, as if his bones ache, as if his ribs have been fractured. The pain makes him furious, turning him from a naive country bumpkin pretending to be a tough city guy into an angry bull.
He turns around, facing the well-bred major, and earnestly asks, "I have a few questions for you. First, my crazy sister is now in the hands of my brother. You don't dare to shoot me because you realize that my brother is even crazier than her, isn't that right?"
"Second, since you don't dare to shoot me and your people can't defeat me, am I right?"
"Third, no matter how I plead with you, there's no issue of saving face or losing face between us. You will kill me one day, won't you?"
"Fourth, since you don't dare to execute me now and can't defeat me with your fists, you're threatening me stupidly to let me know that I must take advantage of this rare opportunity to hit you."
After saying these four questions, Xu Le thrusts his fist, filled with absolute reason, towards Major Zou You's face, landing a splendid hit on his square features, like a bloody Mary cocktail.