Chapter 1786

Chapter 1786

Here’s the translation:

“Puh!”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The young officer spat out a mouthful of blood, along with several teeth—at least five or six—knocked out by Dong Xuebing’s swing. He was sent flying, landing on the ground, groaning in pain.

“Xiao Wang!”

“Damn it!”

“What are you doing?”

“You’re attacking a cop!”

The other officers snapped out of it, all enraged.

The young officer was dazed from the blow, his mouth split open, blood everywhere.

Someone quickly rushed over, crouching beside him to check his injuries.

Liu Xing hadn’t expected anyone to have the guts to hit a cop, especially right in front of so many officers. He was closest to Dong Xuebing and didn’t think twice. He stepped forward, pulled out a sturdy police baton, and swung it at Dong Xuebing. His temper flared, and he didn’t care about anything else. He aimed directly for Dong Xuebing’s face, and if the hit landed, a concussion would be the least of his worries. The head is the most fragile part of the body.

But Dong Xuebing didn’t seem to care at all. He casually raised his hand. Liu Xing’s baton came at him much earlier than Dong Xuebing’s move, and the other officers thought there was no way Dong Xuebing could avoid it. The strike was almost a sneak attack; no ordinary person could react that fast. But for some reason, Dong Xuebing’s baton, although swung later, reached Liu Xing first. To everyone’s shock, Dong Xuebing’s baton flashed with rapid afterimages and landed with a thud on Liu Xing’s chin.

Liu Xing felt his mind go blank. He was sent flying backward.

He crashed to the ground. Without even a cry, Liu Xing was knocked out cold, lying motionless on the ground as if dead.

There were only five or six officers who had come along. In an instant, Dong Xuebing had incapacitated two of them. The remaining three or four officers dared not move, staring at Dong Xuebing in disbelief. Dong Xuebing glanced at them, and seeing that none of them planned to act, he tossed his baton aside and straightened his clothes. No one dared to make a move. Under the watchful eyes of the officers, Dong Xuebing turned and walked toward the unlicensed driver and the bystanders.

One step.

Three steps.

Five steps.

“Brother Liu!”

The driver said, "If you ride in my car, you pay up. That’s the rule anywhere you go."

Su Yan argued, "We all paid the ticket fare—100 RMB each. Isn’t that enough? You’re overcharging. Why should anyone pay you more?"

Full of arrogance, the driver retorted, "I don’t care! I say how much you pay, and you pay that much. Otherwise, take a public bus! Why are you riding my car?"

Su Yan countered, "You’re being unreasonable!"

The angry driver shot back, "So what if I’m unreasonable?" With that, he yanked at the woman again. "Where’s the money? Who told you to touch my brother’s wallet? You even took the money back! What are you trying to pull? Give me the money, now!"

The child in the woman’s arms began crying, clearly terrified.

The woman also started crying. "Let go of me! Let go of me!"

Su Yan shouted, "Let go! You’re going to hurt the child!"

But the driver didn’t listen, his face full of malice as he tried to grab the woman’s bag.

At this point, Su Yan finally couldn’t hold back any longer. Usually a mild-mannered official, he unexpectedly burst out with a curse, "F*** your mother!"

Thud!

Su Yan slapped the driver across the face.

Smack! The slap landed squarely on the driver’s cheek, leaving him stunned.

But Su Yan wasn’t finished. He grabbed the driver by the hair and swung a fist at him, landing a heavy punch in the driver’s face. After a cry of pain from the driver, Su Yan slapped him again. "Damn it, I gave you respect! Try laying a hand on that woman or child again, I dare you!"

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The driver was utterly bewildered by the beating.

Finally, Su Yan delivered a swift kick, knocking the driver to the ground. The driver couldn’t get up, his face swollen from the beating.

Dong Xuebing was walking toward them and, seeing this scene, stopped in surprise. Well, well, this guy could fight!

Even after the driver was down, Su Yan, still full of rage, continued to curse and kicked him a few more times while the driver lay there.