"Quick, chase him, don't let that kid get away!" Zhang Long shouted tearfully.

Although three or four people were tricked, there were still three thugs who weren't fooled, and they chased after him immediately.

Zhao Bing was running ahead, with the few hooligans aggressively pursuing. Even though several pedestrians saw this scene, they all dodged to the side, trembling with fear as they watched.

"Take this!" Seeing that the group of thugs were catching up, Zhao Bing's hand reached into his backpack again, and then he suddenly made a throwing motion!

"Close your eyes!" The three thugs quickly shut their eyes.

But the expected chili powder didn't appear, and when they opened their eyes, Zhao Bing had once again pulled away.

"Goddamn it, he dares to bluff us, he's practically asking for death!" one of the thugs yelled angrily, feeling that his intelligence had been insulted.

Zhao Bing was wearing a work suit, which made it actually quite difficult to run.

With a thud, Zhao Bing felt a pain in his shoulder, and a brick fell to the ground.

"Son of a bitch, these motherfuckers are throwing bricks now!" Zhao Bing spat out, but his speed did not decrease.

But at a corner, a little boy was standing in the middle of the street, and Zhao Bing instinctively dodged, which slowed him down immediately.

"Try running now, you motherfucker!" One of the hoodlums behind him saw Zhao Bing slowing down and, elated, raised his hand, hurling a brick at Zhao Bing.

Zhao Bing's heart sank, knowing that if he dodged, the brick would definitely hit the little boy's head.

"You motherfucking bastards!" Zhao Bing gritted his teeth and shielded the boy with his body.

With a thud, the brick struck Zhao Bing's head, and he felt the world spinning as a warm liquid flowed down from his forehead.

"Run!" Zhao Bing looked at the little boy and whispered sharply.

The little boy got a fright, burst into tears, and ran away crying!

"Keep running, you motherfucker!" By this time, the gang had caught up and began to beat Zhao Bing with punches and kicks.

Zhao Bing curled up on the ground, covering his head, enduring the onslaught.

It wasn't that he didn't want to fight back, but his head was so dizzy that he couldn't manage to retaliate! Soon he passed out.

"This kid is really vicious!" At that moment, Zhang Long arrived, his eyes as red as lanterns. He looked at Zhao Bing and snorted coldly, "Take him away, I'm not letting this guy off today!"

Then, a van quietly arrived beside them, they threw Zhao Bing into the van, and it disappeared into the night.

A bucket of cold water poured over Zhao Bing woke him up with a shiver from his unconscious state.

"Ouch!" Zhao Bing woke up to find his hands bound and hanging from a beam.

"Done yet?" Zhang Long looked at Zhao Bing with angry eyes, "Run now, I want to see how you'll run now? You're quite the tough guy, aren't you? A whole bag of chili powder almost blinded me."

Zhao Bing replied coldly, "That's really too bad!"

With a thud, the wooden stick in Zhang Long's hand struck Zhao Bing viciously, "Too bad? Try saying that again, motherfucker?"

Zhao Bing's body shook; the strike made him tremble.

"Who are you people!" Zhao Bing looked at Zhang Long and demanded, "What is your true purpose!"

"Our true purpose?" Zhang Long said with a sneer, "We don't have a purpose. We just wanted to teach you a lesson, that's all!"

Zhao Bing spoke in a deep voice, "No purpose? Do you take me for a three-year-old child? I think from the very beginning, this was a setup, wasn't it? A trap designed to kidnap me, right?"

Zhang Long narrowed his eyes.

With a faint smile, Zhao Bing said, "Looks like I guessed right. Let me guess again, those who would use thugs to attack me must have a grudge against me, and those with a grudge who know my whereabouts... That person... must be Chen Feng, right?"

"Chen Feng? Who's that?" Zhang Long frowned, "I don't know any Chen Feng, but you're right, you've offended someone. This time we'll give you a lesson, just so you learn how to behave!"

Seeing Zhang Long's seemingly genuine expression, Zhao Bing felt a twinge of doubt. If not Chen Feng, then who could it be?

"Could it be someone behind Chen Feng pulling the strings?" Zhao Bing's heart raced. These thugs definitely knew who was behind this!

"Come, bring out the tools for our little brother here!" Zhang Long said with a cold laugh, "Remember, don't play him to death; it's bad luck to kill someone!"

Two burly men approached, one holding a thick wooden stick and the other clutching a brightly shining long sword.

"Choose one," Zhang Long said indifferently, "Out of humanitarian principles, I'll give you the right to choose. Do you prefer the knife or the stick?"

Zhao Bing's heart lurched, and he swallowed hard, "You... You want to kill me?"

"Kill you?" Zhang Long chuckled, "Haven't you heard? We're not going to kill you! But we'll make you wish you were dead but unable to die! We'll make sure you remember there are people in this world you can never afford to offend! If you want a good life, keep your curiosity in check, because the more you know, the faster you die!"

Zhao Bing understood; his secret investigation had still been discovered. They were clearly trying to intimidate him!

Having understood this much, Zhao Bing calmed down.

"So, you want to intimidate me, make me back down?" Zhao Bing looked at Zhao Long with contempt then said, "Dream on! As long as I, Zhao Bing, am in the company, I won't let you evil spirits prevail!"

Zhang Long was furious. Then he asked in confusion, "What about Wang Liang? Damn it, I hate it when you people play word games! I'll say it simply: if you don't want to suffer physical pain, just behave. If you keep on jumping around, you won't be able to bear the consequences!"

With a signal from Zhang Long, "Loosen our little brother's joints first!"

The thug sneered, then raised the wooden stick, and bang, bang, bang, it struck Zhao Bing's body, sounding muffled thumps. But Zhao Bing clenched his teeth and made no sound, though his flushed face and the cold sweat on his brow showed he was anything but relaxed.

"What a tough guy!" Zhang Long frowned. He had thought Zhao Bing would cry and beg for mercy, but the man's silence was nothing short of contempt!

"Brother Zhang, if we keep hitting him, it might not end well!" a man beside him whispered, "This guy's tough. If we just use force, it'll backfire. If we accidentally kill him, we'll get dragged into it too!"

"So what do we do now? We can't just let him go, can we?" Zhang Long said hatefully, "I hate tough guys the most!"

"Brother Zhang, dealing with him is easy. Do you think this would work?" The man whispered his plan into Zhang Long's ear.

Zhang Long's eyes lit up, "You little rascal, you've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve. I think this plan will work!"

"Stop, don't beat him to death!" Zhang Long then told the thugs, looking at Zhao Bing's sweat-drenched head and chuckled, "Zhao Bing, I respect you as a man, so I've decided to deal with you in a gentler way. You're going to like it!"

Seeing the smile on Zhang Long's face, a bad premonition flashed through Zhao Bing's heart!

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