I'm such a lovesick person.

Chapter 302 Beaten
"Wei Lin, are you here to laugh at us?"

Zhuang Daoyuan said angrily.

He had always disliked Wei Lin, so of course he didn't think Wei Lin was there to help him; he only assumed Wei Lin was full of malice.

"Zhuang Daoyuan, shut your beak!"

Zhuang Dasheng let out a deep shout, wishing he could kick him a couple of times to vent his anger.

"Wei Lin, don't bother with him."

Turning his head, Zhuang Dasheng smiled broadly again and said, "I'll definitely teach this kid a lesson when he gets home today!"

Wei Lin nodded with a light laugh.

If it weren't for Zhuang Qing, he wouldn't have cared about Zhuang Daoyuan's life or death at all. He didn't expect that even after being detained, the kid would still act like this.

"Dou Laosan, tell me what's going on."

Qin Bo pulled up a stool and sat down, as if he were in his own home. He then invited Duan Hongjing and Wei Lin to sit down as well, saying, "Don't stand up, let's talk this out."

So, the group each found a bench and sat down in front of Dou San and the others.

Behind Dou San, eight or nine fierce-looking men stared at the group with ill intent.

They didn't care who Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing were; they only recognized Dou San. Having lived a life of constant danger, even if they had heard of Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing, they thought that these two had long since gone ashore and probably had lost the bloodthirstiness of their youth.

"Is such that."

Dou San slowly opened his mouth.

"My son was drinking with his girlfriend at a small bar in the university town. Young Master Zhuang got drunk and started harassing his girlfriend. My son is a rather honest person, but Young Master Zhuang took advantage of his height to bully him. They first had a verbal altercation, and then he started hitting her."

“My son is still in the hospital. He broke his ribs. I don’t know when he will be able to be discharged.”

"President Zhuang, how do you think this matter should be resolved?"

Dou San briefly recounted the entire incident, then fixed his gaze on Zhuang Dasheng's face, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"A leopard can't change its spots! I don't even need to listen carefully to know it's Zhuang Daoyuan's fault!"

Zhuang Qing cursed again.

Zhuang Dasheng rubbed his forehead, sighed inwardly, and thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

Seeing that Dou San was still looking at him, Zhuang Dasheng was silent for a moment before saying, "Boss Dou, the mistake was my son's. I've come here to apologize and make amends."

Dou San chuckled, but didn't say anything.

"His ribs are all broken?"

Qin Bo frowned slightly, feeling that things were a bit tricky, and said in a deep voice, "Dou Laosan, Wei Lin is my little brother, and that kid is Wei Lin's brother-in-law. This matter is indeed their fault. Can you please not pursue it too much for the sake of me and Lao Duan?"

He pointed at Wei Lin.

Dou San followed his finger and looked at Wei Lin, asking, "What do you think we should do?"

Wei Lin didn't speak immediately either. He pondered for a moment before looking at Zhuang Dasheng and saying, "Uncle Zhuang, how about I handle this matter?"

"You? What makes you think you are? Who the hell do you think you are?!" Zhuang Daoyuan started acting crazy again.

Dou San's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Zhuang Daoyuan, if you dare say another word, I'm turning around and leaving!" Zhuang Dasheng wanted to strangle him, his eyes almost spitting fire as he cursed, "If it weren't for Wei Lin today, would we have been able to invite President Qin and President Duan?"

Zhuang Daoyuan was taken aback.

Previously, Qin Bo said that Wei Lin was his little brother, and Zhuang Daoyuan felt that this person was deliberately praising Wei Lin, and did not think that Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing had much prestige.

He believed that Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing's presence here was mainly due to their father's connections, and had little to do with Wei Lin.

Given his father's usual practices, it was nothing more than asking someone to pull strings and then talking about money; he figured this time would be no different.

Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing must have taken money from his father to help him.

Zhuang Dasheng's shout made him realize that something was wrong, and he finally quieted down.

"Uncle Zhuang, shall I handle this?"

Wei Lin asked again.

Zhuang Dasheng nodded: "Okay!"

He had done this kind of thing many times before, so it was nothing new to him. He wanted to see if Wei Lin could handle a situation like Dou San properly.

"Boss Dou, my name is Wei Lin."

Carrying a large nylon bag, Wei Lin walked confidently toward Dou San, extending one hand as if to shake hands.

Dou San was somewhat surprised, but still gave him face and shook hands with him.

"I'm about to break through again. I only have one more Favorability Fruit left, and it would be a waste not to use it."

With that in mind, Wei Lin used the last favor fruit on Dou San.

Dou San reacted immediately; the wariness and vigilance in his eyes vanished in an instant.

In his eyes, the young man in front of him suddenly became kind and gentle, which made him feel good about him. He felt that Wei Lin was a reasonable and well-mannered person, just like him.

"Mr. Dou, this is for making an apology."

Wei Lin casually tossed the large nylon bag he was carrying in his other hand at Dou San's feet, revealing bundles of money inside.

Seeing that Wei Lin came up with a bag of money, Dou San's impression improved, and the fierce look on his face faded considerably.

"Young man, you're on the right track."

Dou San nodded, but still said with a stern face, "However, my son has broken a rib, and I, Dou San, am not short of money. Money cannot completely solve the problem."

"I see."

Wei Lin expressed his understanding, turned to look at the bewildered Zhuang Daoyuan, and said, "Boss Dou, I know we were in the wrong, and we must give you an explanation."

"This kid looks tough, but he can't take a beating at all."

"How about this, I'll personally beat him up in front of Boss Dou, as an apology to your son?"

Money is just the substance, but for Dou San, who is not short of money, face is more important.

Wei Lin was well aware of this.

With Wei Lin's current fighting strength, dealing with Dou San's armed brothers wouldn't be difficult. But he felt it wasn't necessary.

Unlike the conflict with Duan Hongjing's brothers, the whole thing was Zhuang Daoyuan's fault, and his son was the complete victim.

They have no grounds for complaint, and if they come over and start a big fight, it will only escalate the situation and cause continuous trouble.

Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing also said that Dou San has not completely gotten away with it yet. If you really push this kind of person too far, Dou San might do something desperate.

Therefore, Wei Lin plans to resolve the issue by explaining the rules and reasoning with the people.

"That won't do! You're his brother-in-law, you definitely didn't really hit him. If anyone's going to hit someone, it should be us!"

A burly man carrying a large machete behind Dou San said with dissatisfaction.

"Third Master, how about we just pick one of them to fight?"

Then some people started to jeer.

Upon hearing this, Dou San hesitated.

"If that doesn't work, then let's try another way." Wei Lin grinned and said to the group of people who had spoken, "I'll take the blame for him. You can hit me all you want. We're family anyway, so what difference does it make who we hit?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Qing couldn't help but smile, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

She knew that Wei Lin was tough and loved martial arts, so being beaten up by these guys would be nothing to him.

In addition, Wei Lin's constant use of the phrase "family" made her chuckle.

Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing, the brothers, couldn't help but laugh.

Besides Zhuang Qing, the other three also knew Wei Lin's terrifying fighting ability. Even if Wei Lin did nothing and let one person beat him up, he would not suffer serious injuries.

"So it's your turn to bear the consequences?"

Dou San was stunned.

"Boss Dou, my brother-in-law is very weak. Your brother doesn't hold back and might seriously injure or cripple him. I really don't think it's necessary. I'll take the hit instead. I, Wei Lin, can handle it!"

Before Dou San could even nod in agreement, Wei Lin grabbed his head and charged at the loudest men, yelling, "Come on, but whatever you do, don't use any weapons!"

A group of people looked at each other.

"Third Master?"

"What to do?"

The group turned to Dou San for help.

Dou San was both amused and exasperated. What was supposed to be a serious occasion had been turned into a childish game by Wei Lin.

Wei Lin dropped a large bag of money. Looking at Wei Lin, he felt more at ease with him, and his anger subsided considerably. In addition, Wei Lin's attitude was very friendly, making him feel a little embarrassed to hit him hard.

But he still had to save face; if he didn't hit him, how could he explain it to his son?
"Go ahead and fight. Put everything away and fight with your bare hands."

Finally, Dou San said helplessly.

"Good Le!"

Upon hearing this, the burly man who had put down his machete immediately began punching and kicking Wei Lin.

Wei Lin is indeed very sensible.

He held his head tightly with both hands, letting the big man pound away at him, yelling and occasionally letting out a few muffled groans of pain.

Such punches and kicks barely registered on his amplified body.

"Brother, I think Boss Dou isn't quite satisfied yet. How about you bring two more?"

Wei Lin shouted with his head down.

Dou San's face twitched, and he immediately realized that Wei Lin would probably not even suffer a scratch from an attack of this level.

He realized he had been tricked by Wei Lin, and became slightly annoyed, saying, "Bring two more!"

Then two more people rushed over and punched Wei Lin, who was covering his head.

"smokes."

Qin Bo stepped forward, handed Dou San a cigarette, and lit it for him before saying, "To be honest, even if all of you brothers came at me together without weapons, you might not be a match for Wei Lin."

Dou San took a deep drag on his cigarette, staring at Wei Lin with surprise, and asked in astonishment, "So fierce?"

"Hahaha!"

Qin Bo pointed at the burly Duan Yanhu and laughed, "Neither of the two tigers can beat him!"

Dou San felt a chill run down his spine.

Duan Yanhu's reputation is very high, and it still is to this day.

He had also heard how terrifying Duan Yanhu was, and when he heard that even Duan Yanhu was no match for Wei Lin, he was somewhat intimidated.

Right now, there's Duan Yanhu, Duan Hongjing (a ruthless man who doesn't know his own limits), and Qin Bo is also present.

If Wei Lin's combat strength is truly that strong, even if they can't reach an agreement and resort to violence, his side isn't entirely confident of victory, and might even suffer some losses.

“Brother Wei knows the rules. He knows that they were in the wrong, and he brought the money over as a sincere apology.”

Qin Bo continued.

Dou San had already been largely won over by the favor he had received, and upon hearing this, he stopped his men from causing any more trouble and shouted, "Alright, that's enough!"

The men who had started the fight all stopped.

They shook their wrists, baring their teeth and making it seem like they were the ones being beaten.

"Mr. Dou, have you calmed down? Is the matter over?"

Wei Lin straightened up, his sharpness like a sword drawn from its sheath, and said to Dou San with a smile, "If you're still angry, it's not impossible to let your brother come again for a while."

"Okay, that's it."

Dou San sighed, squatted down, took out ten bundles of money, and casually tossed them onto the recliner, saying, "One hundred thousand is enough for medical expenses. You can take the rest."

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P.S.: The next chapter will be later~
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