Chapter 243: Fan Brother Who Turns the Tide

Heavy rain poured down nonstop, blurring Li Zhong's vision and washing away the blood on his forehead and elbow joints.

He rolled down several flights of stairs.

The skin on his forehead, arms, etc., had been scraped raw by the edges of the steps.

Li Zhong seemed to feel no pain at all.

This might be the willpower of an old father; to clear his son's name, he forced his exhausted, weak body to stand up.

Once again he stepped onto the terrifying stairs.

Seeing Li Zhong so stubborn, Secretary Sun couldn't help but flare up in anger: "Old fool, you truly don't know the height of heaven and depth of earth! Try taking two more steps forward, watch your step, or you'll roll down the stairs again!"

The implication is that just now you rolled down by yourself, and it's none of my business.

Li Zhong understood these bastards' blame-shifting tactics, but he had never thought of compromising.

He stepped forward in the heavy rain, step by step: "You're young and strong; I admit I can't match you. If you have the ability, kill me! As long as I still have a breath, today no one can stop me!"

"Old fool, what nonsense are you spouting? Who hit you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Secretary Sun kicked Li Zhong in the chest again.

This time Li Zhong didn't roll down the stairs; instead he fell backward, his head hitting the step. A pool of bright red blood appeared on the spot, but the rain quickly washed it away.

Li Zhong lay motionless on the step, feet pointing up, head down.

Seeing blood seeping from beneath Li Zhong's head, Secretary Sun's face slightly changed: "Old fool, are you pretending to be dead? Get up!"

Li Zhong still remained motionless.

Did he die from the fall?

Feeling that something was amiss, Secretary Sun hurried forward to check, just as he bent down, wanting to test Li Zhong's breath.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhong suddenly feigned death like a corpse.

He suddenly grabbed his collar, glaring with angry eyes: "Why didn't you kill me? Why didn't you kill me? Why didn't you kill me..."

"Let go!"

This sudden feigned-death move startled Secretary Sun.

Secretary Sun forcibly pried open Li Zhong's hands, then fiercely kicked his waist three times: "Old fool! Wanting to die isn't that hard? Go jump off a building yourself!"

If Lin Dongfan hadn't appeared.

Secretary Sun's this roar was the final straw that crushed Li Zhong.

At this moment Li Zhong had reached the limit of despair.

He angrily realized a cruel truth: whether it was Qian Muye of the High-tech Zone Public Security Branch or Zhao Lianyue of the Administrative Committee, these human-looking beasts were all lackeys of the Gao family!

Under this terrifying web of power, his son Li Chunyan had no way to survive.

Li Zhong lay in the heavy rain; although blood was flowing from the back of his head and he felt chills all over, he had never felt so clear-headed in his entire life.

Death.

Perhaps it would mean less insult, less suffering.

In this world.

In the next life, I'll never come again.

Li Zhong despairingly closed his eyes, thinking that dying like this from blood loss would be fine; dying at the gate of the Administrative Committee might give his death some value.

Just then.

Again Secretary Sun's roar sounded in his ears: "Who are you? Who let you take pictures! Hand over the camera!"

Li Zhong really wanted to see who was taking pictures.

Unfortunately he lacked the strength to get up.

So tired, so tired.

He couldn't even open his eyes, only feeling cold, growing colder…

His body shivered in the heavy rain.

The next second.

He seemed to hear again a dull, miserable "uh!" sound, like Secretary Sun's miserable cry; Li Zhong couldn't help but laugh again, laughing very peacefully.

Yes, Secretary Sun indeed took a punch.

When he rushed forward to seize the camera, the other party knocked him flat with a single punch.

With such a terrifying punch, besides Lin Dongfan, who else in Nanzhou could pull it off?

Brother Fan personally steps in, usually delivering a one-punch KO.

Before Secretary Sun could climb up from the heavy rain.

Lin Dongfan then kicked him in the stomach; his honest body instantly curled up like a shrimp, letting out a muffled "uh" and spitting out green fluid.

Lin Dongfan looked down at Secretary Sun, who was in pain as if holding back a fart: "You're suspected of obstructing official duties, plus a charge of robbery; I call this eliminating violence and preserving goodness, understand?"

"You… you… what people are you?!"

It was obvious that Secretary Sun had never seen Lin Dongfan and Jian Sining before; he was completely bewildered.

Lin Dongfan ignored him further, turning his head to look at Li Zhong.

Just now Jian Sining had already dialed 120.

Because it was unclear exactly where Li Zhong was injured and how severe it was, Jian Sining didn't dare help him up; she could only hold up an umbrella to shield him from the rain, waiting for 120 to arrive for emergency treatment.

"Senior brother, his body is trembling." Jian Sining anxiously monitored Li Zhong's reaction; at this moment Li Zhong had already closed his eyes, but his body was twitching.

Lin Dongfan noticed the blood under his head and analyzed: "It might be due to excessive blood loss; first we need to find a way to stop the bleeding."

"What can we use to stop it?"

Jian Sining was at a loss, as the saying goes, even a clever woman cannot cook without rice.

Lin Dongfan turned and grabbed Secretary Sun's white shirt; Secretary Sun, anxious, pushed and shouted: "You! Want! To! Do! What! I'm calling for help!"

He looked exactly like a chaste husband who would not tolerate disgrace.

"Shut up!"

In no time, Lin Dongfan had stripped Secretary Sun down to just his pants.

His upper body was quite fat, like a white-skinned pig; the cold icy rain slapped his body randomly, freezing him so he sat on the ground hugging his arms.

Lin Dongfan had no interest in watching his frustrated, idiotic state.

He turned and had Jian Si Ning lift Li Zhong's head, then used a white shirt as a bandage, tightly wrapping Li Zhong's head wound.

This couldn't completely stop the bleeding, but it could slow the blood loss.

They waited about five or six minutes.

The 120 ambulance finally arrived at the scene; Li Zhong was lucky enough to still have a faint breath when the doctors checked his vitals.

Everyone worked together to lift Li Zhong onto the ambulance.

The doctor then turned to look at Secretary Sun, shivering in the rain with arms crossed, and asked puzzledly, "What's his condition?"

"He's an idiot, just ignore him."

In Lin Dongfan's view, Secretary Sun really wasn't any different from an idiot.

It's just a punch and a kick, then having his clothes stripped—yet he was so scared he sat there trembling, not even daring to go into the Administrative Committee Building to escape the rain.

After the ambulance took Li Zhong away,

Lin Dongfan officially showed his work ID to Secretary Sun: "Anti-Corruption Bureau investigation—where is Director Zhao? Get up and lead the way."

"I... I don't know..." Secretary Sun replied tremblingly.

Lin Dongfan immediately produced a pair of handcuffs: "Think it over before answering!"

"He... he should be in the office..."

At the sight of those gleaming handcuffs, Secretary Sun immediately wimped out, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

He thought that as long as he cooperated, he'd be fine.

Unexpectedly, just as he climbed to his feet, Lin Dongfan flung the handcuffs at him, locking his hands tightly; the handcuffs were truly cold, icy cold.

"I haven't taken any bribes—what right do you have to arrest me?" Secretary Sun glared at Lin Dongfan resentfully.

Lin Dongfan shoved him hard: "Cut the nonsense, lead the way ahead!"

"Does the Anti-Corruption Bureau think it can arrest whoever it wants? I haven't taken bribes, I really haven't—you must have made a mistake." Secretary Sun nearly broke down, tears welling in his eyes.

Shirtless and wearing handcuffs, he headed back to the office!

Is there anything more embarrassing in life? Walking into the Administrative Committee Building like this, how many people would stare? What would coworkers think? What would the cleaning auntie think?

Halfway up the stairs, Secretary Sun's legs went weak from nervousness, and he couldn't walk.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dongfan shoved him again: "Hurry up and walk!"

"This is like dragging me through the streets for public humiliation—it destroys my self-respect." Secretary Sun panicked, at a loss, tears in his eyes as he begged Lin Dongfan: "I'll confess—I took a bribe from a businessman. Please, give me some dignity."

"Self-respect is a good thing—you want it, others do too! When you hurt Li Zhong, why didn't you give him some dignity? Get moving!" Saying that, Lin Dongfan shoved Secretary Sun again.