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Chapter 183: A Refreshing Experience
Although the actual situation was just as Wei Yuan had analyzed, Davis, even after coming to China as a Foreign Lawyer with only a superficial understanding of National Day, was still struggling.
However, he at least learned a common trait among many Chinese people, which is the tendency to flaunt wealth and status, often coming off as pretentious.
Despite his mediocre circumstances, he still maintained an appearance that suggested he had saved up for a decent outfit, even spending money on a few high-quality knockoffs of luxury brands, which could fool those ordinary people lacking discernment.
Moreover, with his identity as a lawyer and his polite demeanor, he had always been respected in public.
After spending five years in China, his struggles were mostly hidden from view; in front of others, he still appeared to be someone of status and respectability. Being a foreigner led most people to assume he was doing reasonably well.
After all, in the logic of many, even if a foreigner struggled in China, they could at least teach English, which was seen as a valuable skill.
However, they overlooked the fact that not every white person’s native language is English. Although Russian is also quite valuable now, Davis felt reluctant to change jobs, especially since many regarded him as a lawyer with social standing.
Yet today, he faced humiliation from Wei Yuan and was beaten so thoroughly that he couldn't fight back. This severely damaged his self-esteem. Like most Chinese men, Davis was also concerned about face; how could he swallow this insult?
At that moment, he no longer cared about his identity; it felt like he had lost all dignity.
But he was still unwilling to accept defeat. He threw himself against Wei Yuan, using his physical advantage to make Wei Yuan hesitate. As soon as Wei Yuan loosened his grip, Davis thought he had escaped.
Once again leveraging his physical size—after all, he appeared quite large—he charged at Wei Yuan and felt that Wei Yuan didn’t dodge in time. This made him feel triumphant.
Little did he know that something incredible was about to happen. Wei Yuan had only worked for less than a month during the summer and had been engaged in light work. Moreover, his physical capabilities had undergone changes after being infused with Spiritual Energy.
Thus, on the surface, his body hadn’t changed much. Although he could match Davis in height, in terms of overall proportions, Davis was at least twice the size of Wei Yuan.
So when everyone saw that Wei Yuan hadn’t managed to dodge in time during the collision, they all assumed that Wei Yuan would surely fall to the ground and not get up again—even though it looked like he had some experience with Kung Fu.
After all, with such a massive body like Davis, it was obvious that the force of the collision had significantly increased. Wei Yuan's physique gave off a sense of frailty, leading everyone to believe that he would surely be knocked down.
However, an astonishing scene unfolded.
Wei Yuan showed no intention of dodging; instead, he extended his hands as if he were exerting no effort at all. Yet, at the last moment before Davis collided with him, his hands firmly pressed against Davis's body, completely immobilizing him.
"How is this possible?"
Davis felt utterly unable to move, and pushing forward became exceptionally difficult, as if he had run into a wall.
When Wei Yuan blocked him, Davis clearly felt as though his entire chest had been shaken; it was as if he had been hit hard by someone.
"My God, is this person even human?"
Everyone was stunned by the scene. How much strength must Wei Yuan possess to withstand such a rapid charge from another person without any difficulty?
They could only imagine that if they were to use their hands to block the same way, they would likely suffer at least a fracture from such a violent impact.
Yet Wei Yuan seemed completely unscathed; his hands appeared as if they were made of iron. After such a fierce collision, he didn't even blink, as if those hands weren't his at all.
Soon after, Wei Yuan counterattacked. With a swift turn, Davis's body was sent crashing to the ground under Wei Yuan's powerful charge.
"Bang!"
With a thunderous sound, Davis's entire body made intimate contact with the ground. At that moment, Wei Yuan was also incredibly impressive.
He fully utilized the enhanced abilities he gained after undergoing Spiritual Energy infusion, showcasing an almost monstrous jumping ability.
The entire person remained in place without any assistance, and a single leap was surprisingly more exaggerated than the limits of an athlete's jump after a run-up. He was seen in mid-air, elbows down, striking a familiar pose.
Indeed, isn't this a common move seen in various professional wrestling matches?
Descending smoothly through the air, this method of leveraging force was far more intense than Davis's running charge. Wei Yuan landed a direct hit right on his waist.
At this moment, Davis, who had endured such a blow, was already crying out in pain, his voice becoming sharp and alarming, clearly a sign of excessive discomfort.
Wei Yuan got up from the ground and looked at Davis, who was already sprawled out like a puddle of soft mud. With a friendly smile, he asked, "Feeling comfortable?"
By this time, Davis had lost all semblance of his previous elegance. Covered in dirt and with tears, snot, and nosebleed on his face that hadn't completely dried in the wind, along with sand stuck in his mouth, he looked utterly miserable.
At this point, Davis had already given up. He mumbled incoherently, "Boss, I'm just trying to make a living. Do I have a grudge against you?"
This question left Wei Yuan momentarily stunned because he had clearly vented his hatred for Xu Feng onto Davis. His reasoning was quite sufficient; after all, this foreigner liked to act as an accomplice.
Beating him up was already considered lenient; deep down, Wei Yuan still harbored a sense of youthful indignation towards such foreigners. It wasn't that he held racial discrimination; if this were a distant guest visiting for tourism, Wei Yuan would know how to extend the friendship of a host nation. However, Davis was clearly someone making money off the people of Huaxia while engaging in activities harmful to them. How could Wei Yuan not be angry about that?
Yet at that moment, finding a reason to hit Davis proved difficult for Wei Yuan.
It was like when a woman is pleasuring you and suddenly asks, "What do you find attractive about being intimate? Why are you so fascinated? Can you share your feelings?"
At that moment, a normal person wouldn't know how to respond, right?
In the same vein, Wei Yuan truly couldn't find a reason to answer Davis's question. After all, from a straightforward perspective, it boiled down to: who told you to oppose me? Who told you to show off here?
It was just words like these, feeling as if a thug was beating someone up, lacking any freshness and filled with clichés.
So Wei Yuan changed his angle and replied, "Those not of my race will have different hearts."
The eight words left those around him feeling puzzled, and as for Davis, there was no need to mention it. Although he had learned Chinese quite well, he naturally couldn't understand such profound words.
Wei Yuan then explained in simpler terms: "You old Russians, our officials are afraid of you foreign big shots, but I’m not afraid. I just don’t like you because you’re a foreign devil."
Upon hearing this, Davis clearly felt dissatisfied. Although he was still lying on the ground, his expression showed a hint of resentment as he protested, "I’m a mixed-blood of Huaxia and Russia; my mother is also Huaxia."
This sounded somewhat like a protest, but it also seemed to express his feelings. It appeared that Davis thought at least half of him was Huaxia, so Wei Yuan should treat him as one of his own and not be so unfriendly.
From this, it can be seen that sometimes these foreigners are simply a bit cute. However, Wei Yuan was not moved by his words; instead, he kicked Davis on the ground again and said, "So what are you? Trying to get close to us?"
Davis was knocked down by that kick, losing all the strength he had to get up, now resembling a pile of mud. Yet he still shouted, "Enough! You’re going too far."
His tone sounded like a girl who had been teased and was struggling to endure the humiliation while making a final stand, looking pitiful.
Wei Yuan seemed to have run out of reasons but wanted to prove that his actions were justified. Even though he was hitting someone, he insisted that it was reasonable. He continued to press on with his relentless attitude.
He raised an eyebrow, gritted his teeth, and pointed at Davis with an excited expression, saying, "Too far? Can you compare with what you did?"
Davis was startled by this and thought Wei Yuan would surely find an excuse to hit him again. He hurriedly used the last bit of his strength to drag himself back a few steps.
This made him feel particularly powerless; he was being beaten by someone ten years younger than him without any ability to fight back. Now he felt like a drowned rat, fearing that if everyone joined in to beat him while Wei Yuan provoked them, would he even survive?
However, Wei Yuan had no intention of letting him go. He stepped forward again and pressed closer, saying once more: "Think back to when your Eight-Nation Alliance invaded our Huaxia Nation; what you did then was truly excessive."
God as my witness, upon hearing this, Davis felt like committing suicide.
This was over a hundred years ago. If you really wanted to take action, just do it. Why resort to such a lame excuse?
Wei Yuan seemed to be listing Davis's crimes, mercilessly kicking him a few times.
Davis was kicked painfully and couldn't help but retort, "Brother, the Tsarist Russia back then is not the same as today's Russia. None of my ancestors for eight generations participated in any invasion wars. What does this have to do with me?"
Clearly, Davis found Wei Yuan's reasoning too absurd, making him feel particularly frustrated from being beaten.
The onlookers, including Flying Eagle's people, those from the Pharmaceutical Manufacturer, and even disciples from the Purple Robe Pavilion, couldn't help but chuckle at how amusing Wei Yuan was.
Wei Yuan, looking unconvinced, kicked Davis again and said, "Are you saying my history knowledge is poor? You know I failed history in my college entrance exam. Are you deliberately trying to undermine me?"
This reasoning was even more ridiculous, leaving everyone speechless as Wei Yuan added another charge against Davis that made them want to laugh even more.
As Wei Yuan spoke, he couldn't help but kick Davis again, as if declaring his sentence: "So many adult films are produced by you guys, right? Watching your foreign films makes me feel both love and hate. The male and female leads look like they've been celibate for hundreds of years; they’re just like primitive people."
Wei Yuan's words left everyone dumbfounded; it was a clear case of adding insult to injury. Those present were witnessing it firsthand.
Wei Yuan continued to criticize: "And the female lead screams at the top of her lungs for no reason, making us afraid to watch with our girlfriends. This should be a joyful experience; with all that screaming, who are you scaring? It's not a horror movie!"
As Wei Yuan kicked again, Davis quickly agreed, "You're right."
It was obvious he wanted Wei Yuan to finish up quickly so he could leave. After all, he couldn't stop them; his mission was already failing, and on top of that humiliation, Davis wished he could just find a block of tofu to smash his head against.
Little did he know that upon hearing this, Wei Yuan became excited: "You agree with my view! Especially since you don't like using pixelation; there's no misty beauty like in Island Nation films. And the male lead is always some handsome guy who’s particularly imposing—doesn’t that undermine the confidence of all men?"
Wei Yuan pulled Davis up and asked, "Is it you?"
Davis, fearing that Wei Yuan would strike again, quickly replied, "Yes, that's right."
Little did he know, this response only fueled Wei Yuan's anger. He threw a punch at him and said, "What do you mean 'right'? I'm giving you a chance to improve, and your 'right' is worth nothing!"
Hearing this, Davis felt somewhat aggrieved and said, "Boss, the things you're watching are all Western films. It's not our fault; I haven't even had the chance to watch domestic films myself. How would I know they act like that?"
"You dare to talk back? Are you implying that I can't even identify the geographical location of Russia? Do you want to insult my intelligence and seek death?"
Without caring about anything else, Wei Yuan started beating him again.
Thus, the foreign lawyer Xu Feng had brought in to handle this matter was easily subdued by Wei Yuan's eloquence and fists. The pharmaceutical manufacturers present witnessed such an exaggerated method for the first time.
It was as if a scene from a movie; this young man seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Clearly causing trouble, he could come up with thousands of reasons, making himself look like a justice-executing Ultraman.
This is truly outrageous.
At this moment, the foreign lawyer named Davis had been beaten to a pulp. Although he didn't have any internal injuries, his external wounds were quite severe.
Moreover, Wei Yuan innocently claimed that he had only used about thirty percent of his strength. It was just that this foreigner was all show and no substance; in simpler terms, he looked good but was useless.
Davis had completely lost his ability to resist. His head was spinning, and he felt fortunate to have escaped with his life. At this point, he didn't even have the strength to get up and lay on the ground.
Wei Yuan walked over, checked his pulse, and found it still relatively normal. After all, Wei Yuan had gained a new understanding and control over his own strength, so he was able to hold back when he struck.
So at least Davis wouldn't die. Wei Yuan tugged at his arm and dragged him up, saying, "Stop pretending to be dead. I'll let you go this time; hurry up and get lost."
As for whether Davis would really go and accuse him of deliberately harming him, Wei Yuan was not worried at all.
Unless he was a fool, after all this commotion, Xu Feng would definitely be in a precarious position. If Davis were to get involved in this incident because of being beaten, it would be impossible for him to clear his name.
He couldn't be that stupid, so Wei Yuan didn't take this matter to heart at all. On the contrary, although he had given Davis a good beating, he was still somewhat merciful towards him.
If he didn't drive Davis away at this moment, after the media exposure, this Foreign Lawyer would probably have an even harder time in the future.
"Go home now; just wait and see my performance."
At this point, Davis had already fled in disgrace, and the disciples of the Purple Robe Pavilion had long been frightened by Wei Yuan. They were all practitioners and had already figured out Wei Yuan's skills from the earlier situation.
Naturally, they also understood that this young man was not ordinary. Given how things had developed, there was no need for them to step forward and seek trouble.
After all, no one was a fool. When faced with significant changes, everyone knew how to position themselves.
They understood the importance of choosing a position that was more advantageous for themselves rather than standing there to accompany others in their demise.
Because everyone was very clear at this moment that Xu Feng was truly finished. The entire situation was already under Wei Yuan's control, and regarding the enemy who had caused his family to fall apart, Wei Yuan would certainly not show mercy. On the contrary, he would rack his brains on how to make Xu Feng suffer the most humiliating defeat.
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