Chapter 347: Seeing Injustice, I Also Protected a Flower

Lin Dongfan's shout of "Stop!" was like thunder on flat ground, especially loud amidst the noisy wind and rain.

His eyes widened in anger, staring at Yuan Qiang, his gaze seeming able to spit fire.

Rainwater slid down the black umbrella in his hand; he paid no heed, barefoot splashing through the puddles, and in a few steps he reached the van.

Yuan Qiang's violent rhythm was suddenly disrupted.

He turned and saw, where did this big idiot come from? He can't even afford shoes, yet he pops up to play hero with a shout.

Ma Le Gobi, this is the rhythm of someone who never went to elementary school—he doesn't even know what the word "death" looks like!

Since Officer Wang hasn't left yet.

Yuan Qiang, holding back the urge to teach Lin Dongfan how to be human, coldly warned: "Who the hell are you? Stop meddling, this is my family matter—smart people scram!"

"Family matter?"

Lin Dongfan smiled faintly, shoved the Western pastry into the nearby restaurant owner's hand: "Sis, hold this for me." Then he put the umbrella away.

Using the umbrella as a weapon, he struck it directly onto Yuan Qiang's hand back.

Yuan Qiang, suddenly feeling pain, instinctively loosened his grip on Xu Yue's hair. Xu Yue reacted swiftly, breaking free and running off.

She timidly hid behind Lin Dongfan.

She cried out angrily: "Big brother, I'm not his wife, don't believe him. He's just afraid I'll report him, so he followed me to the city to intercept me."

"Did you hear? She says she's not your wife—get lost!"

Lin Dongfan pointed the umbrella at Yuan Qiang to prevent him from closing in.

Yuan Qiang, flushed with anger, rolled up his sleeves and assumed a fighting stance: "Kid, you're tired of living? You dare meddle in my affairs—you're the one who should scram!"

As soon as his words fell, he already pushed aside the black umbrella pointing ahead.

He wanted to drag Xu Yue back.

Lin Dongfan's temper flared instantly, impossible to suppress! Ma Le Gobi, you think just because there's an officer I won't dare to deal with you?

"You worthless piece of trash who spurns courtesy!"

Lin Dongfan kicked toward Yuan Qiang's belly.

Yuan Qiang staggered back a few steps, slipped, and fell to the ground.

Before Yuan Qiang could get up,

Lin Dongfan lunged forward again, pressing the umbrella tip against Yuan Qiang's throat: "Try moving, I'll pierce your throat—don't blame me, I'm a poor bastard who can't afford your medical bills."

"!!!"

Yuan Qiang had wanted to get up and retaliate, but the umbrella pressing on his throat created strong pressure—if the other side exerted even a little force, it could really puncture his throat.

He instinctively tilted his head back, trying to escape the black umbrella's restraint.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dongfan also pushed the umbrella tip forward.

Continuously pressing on his throat without letting up.

"Do you even know who I am? Li Jianmin of Han Chao Group is my brother! In Wuzhou, messing with me is courting death!" Although Yuan Qiang's head was tipped back by the umbrella, he still spat out his threats sharply.

It would be better if he didn't mention Li Jianmin.

Upon hearing Li Jianmin's name, Lin Dongfan recalled the incident of his Audi being smashed, and found it hilarious! Damn, a hammer-wielding street thug—when could he ever serve as a big backer?

Li Jianmin's boss is Lu Han.

Lu Han's backer is Zou Feiyun.

Zou Feiyun is the true opponent of your grandpa me; there are several generations between us, yet you bring out a tiny shrimp to threaten me—how ignorant are you?

Lin Dongfan sneered: "Li Jianmin is your brother, pretty impressive, huh? Chu Jinsong is still my father-in-law—do you know who Chu Jinsong is?"

Chu Jinsong, the big boss of Wuzhou City!

Yuan Qiang surely knows that, but he clearly doesn't believe Chu Jinsong's son-in-law would walk the streets barefoot. Even Officer Wang Hu sitting in the patrol car likewise broke into a faint smile upon hearing it.

Yuan Qiang threw caution to the wind, simply thrusting his neck forward: "Since you're so badass, come on—if you've got the guts, stab me to death with your umbrella!"

"Your inner black dog blood isn't worthy of staining my umbrella."

To avoid causing a fatality, Lin Dongfan casually retracted the umbrella.

"An overreaching street ruffian!"

"That's exactly the kind of person Yuan Qiang is."

Yuan Qiang rose and shoved Lin Dongfan with a palm: "Aren't you so damn awesome?!"

Seeing Lin Dongfan smile without a word, appearing unfazed.

Yuan Qiang again arrogantly shoved: "Didn't you say Chu Jinsong is your father-in-law? Ma Le Gobi! Why are you chickening out now? Grass mud horse le gobi! Come on, if you've got the guts, kill me today..."

Saying that, the arrogant Yuan Qiang again tried to shove Lin Dongfan.

But this time Lin Dongfan didn't let him succeed.

As his palm just touched Lin Dongfan's chest, Lin Dongfan sidestepped, then seized his arm and twisted it hard.

"Ouch!"

"Your mother's a bitch, it's broken! It's broken..."

Once subdued, Yuan Qiang on the spot interpreted his peak strength with a wail—he's adept at beating women! Taking hits, he's no slouch either, at least having a good set of lungs.

Yuan Qiang struggled while shouting: "Grass mud horse... let me go! It's really about to break... Officer Wang! Someone's committing violence on the street—are you going to intervene?"

Officer Wang Hu, who had been sitting in the patrol car, finally got out slowly.

The heavy rain continued without cease.

Wang Hu stepped out without an umbrella, pulling out handcuffs as he walked: "Who threw the first punch?"

"He first hit me with the umbrella, and now... you saw it—my hand is about to be twisted off by him." Playing the villain who cries first, Yuan Qiang is slick at it.

Wang Hu pointed the handcuffs at Lin Dongfan: "First warning—let go!"

"Officer, aren't you blind?"

After Lin Dongfan released his grip on Yuan Qiang, he turned to Wang Hu and asked, "This bastard, openly supporting a helpless woman on the street, you ignore it! Now I step in to stop it, yet you direct your anger at me— which precinct are you from?"

Faced with the questioning, Wang Hu's face darkened with anger: "They're just a married couple having an argument!"

"A married couple?"

Lin Dongfan glanced at Yuan Qiang, then at the still-shaken Xu Yue beside him.

He then pressed Wang Hu: "How do you know they're a married couple? Have you checked their marriage certificate? Even if they really are a couple, the man is assaulting her in the street— shouldn't you stop him?!"

"!!!"

This series of rebukes from Lin Dongfan left Wang Hu's face ashen.

For a moment.

Wang Hu really wanted to slap the handcuffs onto Lin Dongfan's wrist, but with so many onlookers at the shop entrance— and even someone filming with a newly released iPhone— he hesitated a little.

Wang Hu suppressed his anger, avoided Lin Dongfan's questioning gaze, turned to Xu Yue and asked, "Are you hurt? Do you want to get checked? If we pursue this, you'll both have to come with me to the police station!"

What a cold tone!

Upon hearing that, Xu Yue instantly knew Officer Wang was in league with Yuan Qiang— if she went with him to the station, she might not get out.

She weighed it over and over.

Xu Yue shook her head dejectedly: "I... I'm not hurt." In fact, her knee was still bleeding, the skin scraped when Yuan Qiang dragged her earlier.

"Since you're fine, let's just disperse."

As he turned to leave, Wang Hu gave Lin Dongfan a fierce glare, his cold expression silently saying, "I'll remember you!"

He didn't know that Lin Dongfan had likewise memorized the badge number on his chest.

He turned back and slowly tidied up.

The downpour showed no sign of stopping; Lin Dongfan wiped rain from his face, swept his hair back, turned and warned Yuan Qiang again: "Still not getting lost? Want a one‑on‑one?"

"Damn it, you wait for me!" Yuan Qiang spat out threats, but his actions were honest— he turned and dove into the van.

After Yuan Qiang and Wang Hu had left.

Only then did Lin Dongfan ask Xu Yue, "Is there anything you need help with?"

"Thanks, big brother, I'm fine."

In the downpour, Xu Yue bowed to Lin Dongfan.

She took this barefoot, enthusiastic big brother before her to be just an ordinary passerby, never imagining he was actually a damned‑awesome anti‑corruption bigwig.

Bowing in thanks could not fully express her gratitude.

She glanced at Lin Dongfan's bare feet, quickly pulled him under the eaves to shelter from the rain, and took out a hundred dollars from her bag, pressing it into his hand: "Big brother, take this money and buy yourself a pair of shoes."

"???"

This scene left Lin Dongfan stunned, his face a blank: "Do I look like a poor loser who can't afford shoes? That hits home, miss— I could pull out a random hair and buy a whole shoe store."

Lin Dongfan shoved the money back into her hand, smiling: "No wonder you get bullied— you're too kind. Keep this money for yourself; we'll meet again if fate allows."

"Fate!"

"It's really a good thing."

"God will soon let them meet again; even a farewell will be in tears."