I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

In a small interrogation room at the Qingyang County Public Security Bureau.

Luo Fei sat in a fixed metal chair, his right hand cuffed to the armrest of the chair by cold handcuffs.

A bright incandescent light shone overhead.

The middle-aged policeman who brought him back asked him a few basic questions before leaving him there alone and closing the heavy iron gate.

Luo Fei did not try to break free of the handcuffs, nor did he show any anxiety.

He simply sat calmly, his gaze fixed on the empty interrogation table opposite him and the slogan on the wall that read, "Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will be punished severely."

He is waiting.

We'll wait for the results of Chen Tao's coordination, or for the police here to complete their procedures.

Time passed second by second.

About twenty minutes later.

The interrogation room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

But it wasn't the police who came in.

Instead, it was a young man wearing a shirt with a pale face.

It was Wang Zihao.

He strolled in slowly, a smug and mocking look on his face.

Following behind him was the same middle-aged policeman from before, who now wore a fawning smile, nodded to Wang Zihao, and then closed the door behind him.

He glanced at Luo Fei with a somewhat complicated expression, but said nothing.

Wang Zihao walked to the interrogation table, pulled over the chair meant for the interrogators, sat down casually, and crossed his legs.

He looked Luo Fei up and down, who was handcuffed to the chair, his gaze lingering particularly on Luo Fei's ordinary clothes and his handcuffed wrists, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Hey, isn't this the guy who's supposed to be a good fighter?" Wang Zihao said, his voice deliberately drawn out. "What's wrong? Not so tough anymore? Weren't you pretty amazing? You took down over twenty of my brothers all by yourself?"

Luo Fei looked up and glanced at him.

His eyes were calm and expressionless, devoid of any emotion.

This utter disregard infuriated Wang Zihao more than anger or retaliation.

"What? Are you mute?"

Wang Zihao leaned forward, getting closer, lowering his voice, and his tone became even colder.

"Do you know who I am? In this tiny corner of Qingyang County, you dare to steal a woman from me, Wang Zihao? And you even dare to hit my people? You're asking for trouble!"

Luo Fei remained silent, simply watching him quietly, a look that inexplicably made Wang Zihao feel a little uneasy.

But he quickly suppressed his discomfort. This was a police station! The other person was handcuffed! What trouble could they possibly cause?

"You think you can even think about Su Wanqing? Take a good look at yourself in the mirror! A country bumpkin who got lucky and made some money, and now he thinks he's all that?"

Wang Zihao got more and more excited as he spoke, and his tone became increasingly vicious.

"Let me tell you, this isn't over! Intentional assault causing serious injury—that's enough to put you in jail for years! And once you're there, I'll have someone 'take good care' of you, so you'll know what it means to wish you were dead!"

He seemed to already see Luo Fei being bullied in prison, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, and don't even think about building that dilapidated house of yours! One word from me and you won't even get a permit! And your peasant parents, I have plenty of ways to make their lives miserable in the village!"

Wang Zihao continued to threaten, trying to see fear or pleading on Luo Fei's face.

However, he was disappointed.

Luo Fei's expression remained completely unchanged, not even a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

"Are you fucking deaf or stupid?!"

Wang Zihao slammed his hand on the table, stood up, rushed over to Luo Fei, pointed at his nose, and shouted, "I'm talking to you!"

Luo Fei finally reacted.

He tilted his head slightly, dodging the finger that was almost poking his face, and then uttered a single word:

"roll."

The voice wasn't loud, but it was crystal clear, carrying undisguised disgust.

"You dare tell me to get the hell out of here?!"

Wang Zihao was completely enraged. No one had ever dared to speak to him like that before, especially when he was in complete control of the situation!

Anger clouded his judgment.

Without thinking, he raised his hand and slapped Luo Fei across the face!

The slap was delivered with a whooshing sound and considerable force, clearly intended to severely humiliate Luo Fei.

however.

His palm hadn't even touched Luo Fei's cheek yet.

"Snap!"

Suddenly, a sound of metal twisting and breaking rang out!

It's those handcuffs made of high-quality steel!

Under the horrified gazes of Wang Zihao and the middle-aged policeman at the door, Luo Fei casually raised his handcuffed right hand.

The metal handcuffs that were tightly locking his wrists had a chain link that snapped instantly, just like a rubber band being stretched by a huge force!

It snapped in two with a single, forceful break!

Tiny metal fragments flew through the air and even splashed onto Wang Zihao's face, causing a stinging sensation.

Wang Zihao's hand froze in mid-air, his sinister smile completely solidified, and his wide-open eyes were filled with disbelief.

The middle-aged policeman at the door was completely dumbfounded, his mouth agape and his mind blank.

Breaking free of handcuffs with bare hands?!

Is this guy even human?!

next second.

Luo Fei raised his right hand and slapped Wang Zihao across the face as his hand froze in mid-air!

The movements didn't look fast; they even seemed somewhat casual.

But Wang Zihao couldn't avoid it at all!

"Smack—!!!"

A crisp, loud slap echoed in the cramped interrogation room!

Wang Zihao was sent spinning two and a half times in the air by the slap (just kidding!), before crashing heavily to the ground!

Half of his cheek swelled up at a visible speed, quickly revealing a well-defined handprint. His mouth split open, and blood mixed with a few pieces of teeth spurted out.

His ears were ringing, stars were flashing before his eyes, and the world was spinning. For a moment, he couldn't even scream and could only lie on the ground groaning in pain.

"Ah—!" The middle-aged policeman at the door suddenly woke up as if from a dream, let out a scream, and subconsciously reached for the pistol at his waist.

His hand had just touched the holster.

Luo Fei's gaze had already swept over them.

The middle-aged policeman froze instantly, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His hand, which was touching his gun, trembled violently, and he dared not move an inch.

"You dare assault someone in the police station! And you even tried to attack a police officer! You...you're dead!!"

Lying on the ground, Wang Zihao finally caught his breath, covered his face, and roared incoherently, his voice filled with pain and anger.

He struggled to get up, but felt that half of his body was numb.

"Shoot! Uncle Zhang! He's violently resisting! He's assaulting a police officer! Shoot him dead!!"

Wang Zihao yelled at the middle-aged policeman at the door, his eyes filled with resentment.

The middle-aged policeman was pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

shot?

Just as he was struggling internally, his fingers trembling as he reached for the gun handle.

Outside the interrogation room, a flurry of footsteps and the sounds of many people talking could be heard.

"Bang!"

The interrogation room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside!

A group of people rushed in.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties, slightly overweight, wearing a white shirt, and with a serious expression.

Behind him were seven or eight people, some wearing police uniforms but with noticeably higher epaulets, some wearing administrative jackets, and several men dressed in plain clothes but with a sharp demeanor.

The crowd saw the scene inside the interrogation room.

Broken handcuffs, Wang Zihao lying on the ground with his face covered in blood.

The middle-aged policeman stood frozen at the door, his face ashen.

And Luo Fei, sitting calmly in his chair.

Everyone's expression changed.

The leading man swept his gaze across the entire area in an instant, finally settling on Luo Fei.

He recognized Luo Fei.

Or rather, after receiving those chilling phone calls, he immediately retrieved the relevant information and memorized the face.

"Nonsense!"

The slightly overweight man—Zhao Lichun, the Party Secretary and top official of Qingyang County—shouted in a deep voice, his voice filled with barely suppressed anger.

Liu Zhendong, the county public security bureau chief behind him, had an even more ashen face, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

Looking at the situation on the ground, and recalling the strongly worded inquiry call I received earlier from the provincial department...

Liu Zhendong felt a chill run down his spine.

"Director Liu, you've come at the perfect time! This thug is committing violence in the police station! He injured me! And he violently resisted arrest! Arrest him immediately! No, shoot him dead!!"

When Wang Zihao saw the person, he seemed to have grasped at a straw and shouted hoarsely. Half of his face was swollen, and he spoke with a lisp. He looked miserable and ridiculous.

Zhao Lichun and Liu Zhendong, along with the heads of various departments in the county behind them, didn't even glance at Wang Zihao.

All eyes were on Luo Fei.

Liu Zhendong took a deep breath, stepped forward, and saluted Luo Fei, his tone serious, even respectful:

"Comrade Luo Fei, I'm so sorry! It was a serious mistake on our part that caused you to suffer this injustice!"

Upon hearing this, both Wang Zihao on the ground and Officer Zhang at the door were stunned.

Comrade Luo Fei?

Have you been wronged?

The Party Secretary personally led a group to come?

The police chief apologized?

What's going on here?!

Wang Zihao's mind was buzzing; he couldn't comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

Luo Fei sat in the chair, looked at Liu Zhendong, then at Zhao Lichun and the others, and nodded slightly in response.

He still didn't stand up, but his invisible aura sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

Zhao Lichun stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Comrade Luo Fei, I am Zhao Lichun, the Party Secretary of Qingyang County. On behalf of the county government, I express my sincerest apologies for the egregious incident that occurred today! We will definitely investigate and punish those responsible severely, and will show absolutely no leniency!"

He turned his head and looked coldly at Wang Zihao, who was still confused on the ground, and Officer Zhang, whose face was ashen, at the door.

"Director Liu!"

"arrive!"

"Immediately detain Wang Zihao, who is suspected of provoking trouble and hiring thugs to injure others, and the police officer suspected of abusing his power and neglecting his duties, in accordance with the law! Investigate thoroughly!"

"Yes!" Liu Zhendong waved his hand without any hesitation.

Several police officers immediately rushed out from behind, working in pairs, and subdued the still-dazed Wang Zihao and Officer Zhang, handcuffing them.

"What are you doing?! Let me go! My dad is Wang Jianguo! How dare you arrest me?!"

Wang Zihao then realized what was happening, struggled frantically, and screamed, his face covered in blood, snot, and tears, looking like a madman.

"Your father, Wang Jianguo, has been taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission for investigation on suspicion of serious violations of discipline and law," Zhao Lichun said coldly, as if issuing a final verdict.

Wang Zihao was struck dumb; the madness and arrogance on his face vanished instantly, leaving only bewilderment and fear.

His last reliance is gone?

Officer Zhang's body went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground, where he was dragged away by two police officers.

The interrogation room quickly returned to silence.

Only Luo Fei, along with Zhao Lichun, Liu Zhendong, and other key county leaders, remained.

Zhao Lichun walked up to Luo Fei, lowering his tone even further: "Comrade Luo Fei, what do you think... is this solution acceptable? Please feel free to make any further requests."

Luo Fei finally stood up from his chair.

He ripped off the broken handcuffs from his hands.

"I hope those who attacked me with weapons will be dealt with according to the law," Luo Fei said calmly.

"Absolutely, not a single person involved in the case will be let off the hook!" Liu Zhendong immediately assured him.

"Furthermore, regarding the procedures for my application to rebuild my self-built house..."

"Special case handling! Green channel! We will immediately arrange a dedicated person to complete all the procedures for you as quickly as possible! There will be absolutely no delays!" Zhao Lichun interrupted Luo Fei before he could finish speaking.

"Alright then." Luo Fei nodded. "If there's nothing else, can I go now?"

"Of course! Of course!" Zhao Lichun quickly stepped aside. "Shall I send someone to escort you?"

"No need, I have my own car," Luo Fei said, and walked towards the interrogation room.

Zhao Lichun, Liu Zhendong, and others quickly followed, like stars surrounding the moon.

In the corridor, many police officers and staff members peeked out, watching the Party Secretary and the Public Security Bureau Chief accompany the young man who had just been brought back in handcuffs, walking out with respectful attitudes, their faces filled with shock.