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Red Hair, Xiao Liang, and Muscular Man were groaning on the ground. Qiang felt like he was dying from pain, regretting that despite being so composed, clever, and brave, he still couldn't pull off any tricks.
"Li Shucai, Director Li, what did he tell you to do to me?" Zhang Yang asked as he removed his hand from the knife handle. Qiang sighed in relief but felt anxious; the blood was dripping steadily. Although it wasn't much, it kept flowing.
"He said to teach you a good lesson, first to swell your mouth shut, and then warn you that if you keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to keep your tongue either," Qiang said shakily.
"Is that all you guys can do?" Zhang Yang laughed. "By the way, what's your name? Where are you from?"
Qiang was already dazed; his mind had turned into a transit station where he answered whatever was asked. He said, "My name is Hu Dongqiang. I usually support a few people, lend money, help collect debts, and I don't have a proper job. My cousin has connections and sometimes helps me get business."
"Alright. What did you all do to this girl earlier? Be specific," Zhang Yang changed the subject.
"We tied her up."
"I pulled her hair."
"I touched her calf... ah!" Red Hair exclaimed before Zhang Yang stomped down on his right hand, breaking his wrist with a sharp crack. Red Hair fainted from the pain.
Then, Zhang Yang pulled the dagger off the wall but didn't remove it from Qiang's arm. "If I take it out now, the blood will flow too quickly; you understand?" Zhang Yang said while gripping Qiang's hair. "Calm down and find a way to get your cousin into this room. Think of a reason that has no loopholes; otherwise..." Zhang Yang made a pained expression.
At that moment, Ding Weiwei walked out, looking much better than before.
"Should we call the police?" Ding Weiwei asked.
"Yeah, you should go back for now. I'll wait for the police to arrive; it's not safe for you here," Zhang Yang said as he helped Ding Weiwei gather her things and escorted her to the door. Inside the room, the four men remained still; Qiang had a knife stuck in his arm while the other three had dislocated shoulders and dared not move.
"I didn't expect Director Li to be so cruel!" Ding Weiwei pouted as she stepped out of the room. "As long as you're okay, don't worry about anything; leave everything to me," Zhang Yang said gently.
"When you said 'Don't be afraid; I'm here,' I felt so happy," Ding Weiwei suddenly lowered her head, her face turning red up to her neck.
"Don't worry, I'm here. We won't be apart," Zhang Yang said, gently stroking Ding Weiwei's neck. "Go home and rest well."
"Please be safe too," Ding Weiwei replied, lightly kissing Zhang Yang on the lips. Standing at the door, Zhang Yang watched as Ding Weiwei entered the elevator before returning to the room.
"Have you thought it through? How are you going to get your uncle Li Shucai over?" Zhang Yang asked, staring at Qiang.
"I've got it figured out. I'm calling him now," Qiang said, picking up his phone with his left hand and dialing. "Uncle, I've taken care of what you asked. That kid got his mouth swollen from my belt, and he lost a front tooth. Good, thank you, Uncle. By the way, I have a friend coming from Shanzhou who wants to do some business in Haizhou." At this point, Qiang glanced at Zhang Yang, who nodded in agreement.
Qiang continued, "He's already checked into a hotel and needs to leave on an afternoon train, so he wants to meet you first. Uncle, this is a big deal; his meeting gift is quite impressive."
These words indeed stirred Li Shucai's interest. He usually made a lot of money but also spent it just as quickly; without seizing opportunities to earn more, he felt quite restless.
"Isn't this against principles?" Li Shucai asked over the phone.
"Don't worry, Uncle. It's just an approval matter within your jurisdiction," Qiang reassured him while suppressing his pain and finally convincing Li Shucai.
"Very well. You mentioned that I got my mouth swollen from your belt; do you really want to hit me? Come on, take off your belt," Zhang Yang said. With Qiang in such a state of torment, he had no will to resist and took off his belt.
Zhang Yang held the belt in his hand and pulled out his phone, activating the video function. "Tell me everything about how Li Shucai instructed you to teach me a lesson and any corrupt activities he’s involved in. Don't mention trivial matters; just highlight a few of the biggest ones. I'll say this only once: if I feel something is off, I'll use this belt to swell your mouth."
Qiang looked at Zhang Yang and thought that he couldn't fabricate instructions to teach him a lesson; how could he speak truthfully about corrupt activities?
After about ten minutes of speaking, Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction. At that moment, Xiao Liang couldn't help but shout out, "Hero! Hero! Can we please have our arms reattached? We're not the masterminds here!"
Zhang Yang glanced at the three of them and stepped forward to reconnect their arms with a few swift motions. "Find some towels and bandage your arms and legs first," Zhang Yang instructed. Hong Mao and Xiao Liang found towels and roughly bandaged Qiang's arm and Muscular Man's leg before obediently standing aside while Qiang and Muscular Man sat down on chairs.
Before long, the doorbell rang outside. Zhang Yang looked at Qiang, who was indeed clever enough to muster all his strength and shouted loudly, "Coming, Uncle!"
Zhang Yang forcefully pulled open the door, and when Li Shucai saw him, he was about to shout, but was quickly dragged into the room and thrown onto the floor.
"Smack!" The belt in Zhang Yang's hand struck Li Shucai's mouth, producing a sharp sound. Li Shucai felt a burning pain on his lips as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. "If you hadn't wanted to shout from the beginning, I wouldn't have had to hit you, Director Li. How cunning of you to walk away in front of me and then send someone to deal with me behind my back," Zhang Yang squinted at Li Shucai.
Having lived for half a lifetime, Li Shucai had never experienced such "treatment." His eyes were filled with rage as he mumbled, "What you're doing is illegal detention; this is intentional harm!"
"Come on, watch this first." Zhang Yang picked up his phone and played the recording from earlier for Li Shucai.
"Dong Qiang, what nonsense are you talking? When did I take 500,000 to help someone?" After watching for a while, Li Shucai shouted, "You idiot! Four people can't handle one person!"
Qiang's arm hurt badly. Originally, he was just making up a few things; how could he actually speak about corruption? But being called an "idiot" by his uncle made his anger flare up: "Uncle, can you blame me for this? Can we handle it? You don't dare to confront him directly because your own hands are dirty, and now you're blaming me as the idiot. I think you're the biggest idiot here!"
Li Shucai sat on the ground, his mouth hurting again. Gritting his teeth, he bit down hard, and with a crunch, one of his front teeth fell out. He exploded in anger: "If it weren't for me supporting you and introducing business to you, where would you be? Even if I raised a dog, it would know how to protect its owner; you're even worse than a dog!"
"Alpaca!" Qiang shouted back and then said to Zhang Yang, "Brother, I know at least three things about his corruption; any one of them is enough to put him away!"
After saying that, Qiang spilled everything he knew. While he was talking, Li Shucai trembled with anger. Zhang Yang recorded Qiang for a while and then switched to recording Li Shucai, busy with his task.
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