Top-tier Unruly Master

Lao Xi was completely dumbfounded; he and Dongzi had gotten into a fight with Ding Fan for the sake of Wang Zeting. Now he was lying on the ground, unable to get up, while Wang Zeting didn't even bother to help, having even turned off his phone.

This act was an utter failure. The person he wanted to please didn't appreciate it, and he was left trampled and in disarray.

He had initially thought he could openly crush Ding Fan, but he had never imagined that it would end up like this.

However, Lao Xi was no fool; on the contrary, he was quite shrewd. He had gleaned a bit of understanding from Wang Zeting's attitude.

Who was Wang Zeting? He was a direct descendant of the Wang Family, one of the Four Great Families of Huaxia Country. Across the whole of Huaxia Country, how many people would dare to provoke Wang Zeting, to provoke the Wang Family?

And now, after hearing the two words "Ding Fan," Wang Zeting had busied himself with disassociating himself and had even shut off his phone...

Someone who could frighten Wang Zeting to this extent couldn't possibly be a simple individual.

Just then, two patrol officers walked in from outside. Upon seeing the scene in front of them, they began to ask questions.

"What happened here?"

"I'm Lu Dong... help me..." Seeing the police arrive, the one called Dongzi, Lu Dong, hurriedly ran behind the officers.

Running snot and tears, he hid behind the officers and refused to come back out.

Ding Fan's intimidating presence was simply too great; Lu Dong was just an ordinary man, how could he withstand the pressure that Ding Fan had placed upon him?

However, before the two officers had a chance to speak. Several people pushed through the crowd and walked in. Lao Xi and Lu Dong were both taken aback when they saw who it was.

The man who walked in was none other than Xue Gang, a team leader of the 3-5-6-7 squads in Yanjing.

Although Xue Gang was not mixed up in the elite circles, the people from that circle were not unfamiliar with him. There was once a hedonistic young man who had harassed a girl from an ordinary family.

Xue Gang had not indulged that young man and had kicked him directly into the hospital with a series of flying kicks; that young man hadn't come out of the hospital since.

Lao Xi and Dongzi had not expected that the fearsome Xue Gang would appear here.

Following Xue Gang were two young men, one of whom was Xiao Zhang who had accompanied Xue Gang to pick up Ding Fan the day before.

Upon seeing Xue Gang's arrival, Ding Fan was slightly startled, but then he seemed to understand something, not thinking it a coincidence that these people were clearly there to protect his safety in the shadows.

When he had been beating up Lao Xi and Lu Dong before, these people had not made an appearance, but as soon as the police came out and were about to trouble him, these people showed up. From this point alone, Ding Fan's thoughts were confirmed.

"Brother Fan..." Xue Gang walked up to Ding Fan and spoke with great respect.

Lu Dong and Lao Xi, witnessing this scene, were both utterly shocked. What kind of person was Xue Gang? Even the Wang Family in elite circles wouldn't dare to make light of him, yet such an imposing individual was showing such respect to the rustic-looking individual before them.

Seeing this, Lao Xi was all the more convinced of his own thoughts.

Ding Fan was definitely no ordinary individual; otherwise, why would Wang Zeting and Xue Gang show such awe and respect towards him?

When Ding Fan saw Xue Gang come in, he gave Xue Gang a slight nod.

"What are you guys doing here?" The two patrol officers were somewhat puzzled, looking at Xue Gang.

Since Xue Gang and the people he brought with him had strong presences, the officers were polite in addressing them, not yet having figured out their identities.

At that moment, Xue Gang paid no mind to the patrol officers beside him. Instead, Xiao Zhang, who had been following him, casually pulled out an ID from his pocket and tossed it to the officers.

As soon as the officers opened the ID and glanced at the contents inside, their expressions instantly turned very serious.

The 3-5-6-7 squad was as untouchable as the Imperial Guards of old; the bright red seal of the central government on the ID was eye-catching and conspicuous.

The two officers immediately snapped to attention for Xiao Zhang and his companions.

"We are conducting official business here, and your presence is no longer required; please leave," Xiao Zhang told the two officers.

How could the officers have anything else to say at this point? They immediately turned around and squeezed out of the crowd without looking back; they were just low-level officers and could not afford to provoke high-ranking authorities like the 3-5-6-7 squad.

After Xue Gang arrived with his team, the officers quickly left without uttering another word. The onlookers recognized that Xue Gang was a man with considerable authority.

Seeing all this, the spectators began to speculate about Ding Fan's identity again. He dressed simply, obviously not a descendant of a major family, yet someone as important as Xue Gang treated him with so much respect, which clearly indicated that Ding Fan was far from ordinary.

After the police left, Xue Gang glanced at the battered Lao Xi and Lu Dong.

"Brother Fan, how should we deal with these two?"

Xue Gang had always looked down on these spoiled young masters; all they ever knew were wining, dining, and bullying their way through life. They were truly in need of a lesson.

Though these brats had some connections, when they acted in groups of three or four, they didn't care at all. Could their backgrounds possibly be mightier than the heavens?

"Brother Fan... I was blind and failed to see Mount Tai. Brother Fan, please spare me..."

No sooner had Xue Gang finished speaking than Lao Xi, who had been very arrogant just moments before, crawled on his knees to the ground, then started kowtowing non-stop to Ding Fan.

Lao Xi realized that it was useless to expect anyone else to save him now.

Someone with a background like Wang Zeting was already terrified of Ding Fan, and even a tough character like Xue Gang, upon meeting Ding Fan, would respectfully address him as Brother Fan. Lao Xi could see that even if he tried to use his father's connections, it would be futile at this point.

So, Lao Xi simply knelt down and kowed in repentance, hoping that Ding Fan would show some leniency and spare him.

Seeing Lao Xi behaving like this, Lu Dong was initially startled. He had been in cahoots with Lao Xi for years and knew his character well; few could bring Lao Xi to such a state.

Lu Dong, now very aware of the situation, followed suit and knelt down. Mimicking Lao Xi, he began kowtowing to Ding Fan. "Brother Fan, it was all my fault..."

The spectators who had been enjoying the drama couldn't help but let out whistles and jeers. These arrogant young masters had their day of acting tough, but now they were cowering in fear.

Ding Fan looked indifferently at Lao Xi and Lu Dong, who were kneeling on the ground. "Break your own right legs and then scrape yourselves out of here."

Ding Fan had not planned on dealing harshly with these two, but they kept pushing him, and even came up with a price - a leg for 150,000.

For such arrogant bullies, a profound lesson was necessary, and it had to be unforgettable.

Lu Dong and Lao Xi looked at each other.

Break their own right legs... How could they possibly bring themselves to do that? It was their own flesh and blood.

As they hesitated, Ding Fan spoke up calmly, "If I have to do it myself, then it won't just be a leg that's at stake."

Lu Dong pondered briefly before getting up as if he had made up his mind. He then took a dagger from one of the thugs he had brought with him.

With resolve and a stomp, Lu Dong swung the dagger down into his thigh.

Pssh... Blood sprayed as the inch-long blade plunged fully into his thigh, followed by Lu Dong's agonized scream as he collapsed to the ground.

Lao Xi was taken aback. He had never imagined Lu Dong would be so fierce as to actually stab himself.

However, it wasn't long before Lao Xi considered Lu Dong's decision the wisest move.

The murderous aura emanating from Ding Fan was palpable, and just by the way he had disabled Toad with a single punch earlier, it was clear that Ding Fan was a ruthless and decisive man.

Lao Xi had no doubt about the truth in Ding Fan's words—he believed that if he didn't take action, Ding Fan would certainly cripple both of his legs.

Struggling, Lao Xi managed to climb up and, like Lu Dong, got hold of a dagger from one of the thugs. Without hesitation, he closed his eyes, grit his teeth, and drove the inch-long blade into his thigh.

"Brother Fan... we were wrong, from now on... we'll never dare offend again... please let us go..."

Meanwhile, Lu Dong, enduring the pain, begged Ding Fan for mercy.

"Get out of here. The next time you're about to bully someone, remember the pain of breaking your legs today!" Ding Fan's tone was flat, but his killing intent remained undiminished.

"Yes... yes... we'll never bully or act tough again... thank you, Brother Fan, for sparing us this time..."

"Thank you, Brother Fan, for your generous mercy..."

Lu Dong and Lao Xi kept thanking Ding Fan profusely while lying on the ground.

"Get lost." Ding Fan felt disgusted at the sight of them and waved his hand impatiently.

Lu Dong and Lao Xi, not daring to linger any longer, were helped away by the thugs they had brought to beat up others. It was a cruel twist of fate that they had come to fight but ended up using the thugs to support themselves. They had wanted to break Ding Fan's legs but ended up being set free only after breaking their own. Both men were filled with regret at this point.

From now on, they knew not to put on false bravado carelessly; the pain of kicking against the pricks was just too much...

After Lu Dong and Lao Xi left, the crowd that had gathered to watch slowly dispersed.

"Brother Fan, that was so satisfying to watch." Mu Zi came up to Ding Fan, her eyes sparkling as she animatedly waved her small fists.

Ding Fan, however, was at a loss for words; if it hadn't been for her instigation, those two brats would not have ended up so miserable. Truly, beauty can be a curse...