With a slap!

He Hong smacked his hand down on the armrest of the sofa.

He raged, "What the hell do you think you are, strutting around in front of me, a mere Deputy Mayor of a county-level city, not even from Yong'an Province, coming to provoke me in my home? I think you don't want to live. Ah Fu, give this man a slap!"

At his command,

the middle-aged man walked up to Yu Zhengchuan.

He raised his hand.

Before he could strike,

Yu Zhengchuan grabbed his wrist and twisted it gently, only to hear a snap.

Ah Fu's smug expression froze on his face.

Following,

he grabbed his right wrist with his left hand and started wailing miserably, howling like ghosts and wolves.

"It's broken, my hand is broken, my hand is broken..."

Yu Zhengchuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, it can be reattached, but you need to go to the hospital quickly. If you're late, this hand might be ruined."

Ah Fu's face turned pale with fright.

Without waiting for He Hong's approval, he ran out as if flying.

"Lawlessness, lawlessness, coming to my turf to harm someone, do you think I have no one around me? Everyone outside, come in!"

Following the furious shout,

the bodyguards who had been standing guard in the yard,

all ran in with a rush.

In an instant, they surrounded Chen Fang and another person.

With quite a few people on his side,

He Hong also felt confident.

Leaning back on the sofa, he said, "Chen Fang, if you don't settle this matter with me today, I'm afraid you two won't be able to leave this place."

"How should we settle it?"

Chen Fang asked.

He Hong arrogantly replied, "My man is injured, not much, ten thousand, and for your disrespect towards me, another ten thousand. That's twenty thousand in total. If you don't pay this amount, you probably won't be able to leave."

He had thought Chen Fang would be intimidated.

But, he wasn't.

Chen Fang looked up, his gaze coldly fixed on He Hong, and asked, "If I injure you, how much would I have to pay?"

"Pfft, you injure me? Could you even possibly hurt me?"

He Hong asked.

Chen Fang slowly stood up and said, "Why not try?"

"What are you guys waiting for, get him!"

He Hong yelled at his subordinates.

Just as his men were about to rush forward, screams suddenly came from the doorway.

Then, a large group of people rushed in.

This turn of events was obviously not anticipated by He Hong.

The group that barged in were fierce-looking, their arms tattooed, each holding a rolled-up newspaper—apparently concealing something inside.

Moreover, they outnumbered He Hong's men.

The advantage that had just been established,

vanished in the blink of an eye.

He Hong did not panic.

He sat down again, his hand resting on Zhong Xiqian's shoulder, and said, "It seems Deputy Chen is well-prepared. Look at this crowd, all societal figures. A dignified civil servant, mingling with these little hooligans. Once this gets out, how do you think Deputy Chen will be dealt with?"

While he spoke,

he also glanced intentionally at the surveillance camera on the living room ceiling.

It was as if he was reminding Chen Fang, if you make a move, these videos will be released, and then, you definitely won't be able to walk away unscathed.

To be honest,

he didn't think Chen Fang would make a move; the current scene was just a bluff.

In that respect, he still felt somewhat confident.

Chen Fang gave a cold laugh.

He looked at his group of bodyguards.

In a stern voice, he said, "I'll give you two minutes. If you want to leave, I won't stop you. Those who stay, I will treat as if they choose to join him in his mire, and in that case, I will not be courteous."

"Who are you trying to scare? Who do you think you are, acting all big and bad? If you make a move, I dare deal with you!"

He Hong scoffed.

Next.

He shouted at his bodyguards, "Everyone, stand still. He won't dare touch you. Just stand there, and each of you will be rewarded with ten thousand yuan."

The temptation of money was indeed strong.

With such encouragement.

Twenty bodyguards, none of them moved an inch.

The look they gave Chen Fang had even more contempt.

"Two minutes are up."

Yu Zhengchuan, who was watching the clock, reminded him.

Chen Fang nodded slightly.

He sat down.

Pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

After taking a drag, he said lightly, "Draw your weapons!"

In unison.

Guo Peihan's men, pulled out gleaming cleavers from newspapers, looking somewhat sinister.

At this moment, He Hong, just like before, still believed Chen Fang wouldn't dare to make a move. He shouted to his men, "Stand firm, I want to see how they plan to chop with their knives!"

At that time.

Yu Zhengchuan had already walked to the living room door.

He closed both doors.

Closing the doors was a signal.

Chen Fang threw his cigarette away, took a cleaver from a thug's hand, and walked straight to He Hong.

He Hong was tough.

He stuck out his arm, gestured with his hand and said, "Come on, chop here. If you don't chop, you're a son of a bitch."

No sooner had the words "son of a bitch" left his mouth,

than Chen Fang swung the cleaver down on his arm.

With a slicing sound,

a gash opened on the arm.

Blood gushed out.

At that moment, he didn't feel pain, just dumbfounded, as he had never expected Chen Fang to actually strike.

There were many things he hadn't anticipated.

Following that blow,

the people behind started to move.

They chopped at the bodyguards.

Poor bodyguards, fully believing no one would dare to strike, only realized when the cleavers came down like a torrent that they had to flee, but it was too late; the door was already locked, where could they run?

The entire living room was instantly filled with screams, blood flowing like a river.

Some were chopped on the head, some on the back, some on the buttocks...

In the blink of an eye, everyone was lying on the ground, blood continuously flowing from their wounds.

Before they set off,

Yu Zhengchuan, as a doctor, had taught everyone a lesson.

He told them where to chop and how to control the force to be scary yet non-lethal; therefore, despite the bloody scene, it ensured no one would die.

He Hong was dumbfounded.

He never expected Chen Fang would truly strike.

Upon seeing the blood flowing profusely from his arm, he screamed wildly, shouting, "Murder, murder..."

He tried to escape.

But Chen Fang kicked him in the butt.

With a thud, he fell face down in the mud.

Trying to get up from the ground.

Chen Fang stepped on his back.

Bending down, he asked, "Did you hit her?"

"Son of a bitch, you're dead meat, you're dead meat Chen Fang. I will kill you, I will kill you..."

Clearly, He Hong hadn't been intimidated yet.

Without a word, Chen Fang swung the cleaver again, chopping another blow into his back.

Excruciating pain spread.

Chen Fang continued, "Answer my question, did you hit her?"

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