Chapter 277

Pei Wencong guessed correctly. As soon as the two partners from the Joe Ben Law Firm arrived, the families of the seven people injured by Li Dayong requested a settlement.

Two Rolls-Royces arrived one after another, and two white lawyers got out, each bringing a legal team—one to handle bail, the other to handle accusations and evidence collection.

The people at the scene were stunned, thinking, isn't today's case about street racing and fighting? Did these people walk into the wrong door?

Luo Runbo gritted his teeth and said to Jamie, "Was it necessary for both your bosses to come? You should have a bottom line when making money."

Jamie giggled and said, "Don't you have a budget of one million US dollars? We have a fee standard; we will only make you feel that it's worth more than the price, and we will absolutely not make exorbitant demands."

Luo Runbo understood Jamie's meaning. For a case like this, one million couldn't be spent no matter how hard you tried; you couldn't even spend half of it.

So the two white lawyers, who charged by the second, became background statues for "boosting performance."

Moreover, they just stood there, showing their faces and moving their mouths; all the work was handled by their assistants. It was simply a dignified style of "I disdain to talk to you, but don't act like I don't exist."

The officers who had been watching Li Ye and Pei Wencong being besieged without doing much were now working with thief-like efficiency.

Because the first thing the two legal teams did upon entering was to question why the police station hadn't provided Li Dayong with a doctor, and why they tolerated a group of people shouting at Pei Wenhui while she was giving her statement.

Before the dozen or so family members of the injured could react, they were accused of malicious intimidation and defamation of Pei Wenhui. Each of them would be arranged a lawyer's letter, and it was estimated that all sorts of subsequent programs were already in the planning stages.

Half an hour later, Li Ye saw Li Dayong.

His shirt and pants were torn, there were faint bloodstains, and one of his legs didn't look quite natural as he walked.

Pei Wenhui, who had already cried several times, supported Li Dayong as he walked over, and she faintly began to shed tears again.

When Li Dayong saw Li Ye, he retracted his arm that was being supported by Pei Wenhui very unnaturally.

"Brother... I... I didn't mean to, I just shouted once, and they..."

Given the relationship between Li Dayong and Li Ye, he wouldn't say "I'm sorry" when encountering this kind of thing; he would only say "It's not my fault."

But after saying it, Li Dayong was also sheepish and very regretful. After all, his own brother had brought him to Hong Kong to play, but he ended up in the station, and even caused Pei Wenhui to end up in the station too.

But Li Ye smiled and said, "So what if you meant to? One against seven, it's not shameful."

Wang Jianqiang, who was beside him, also smiled honestly and said, "Right, not shameful."

Pei Wenhui looked at Li Ye with her small mouth open, feeling very incredulous.

Her own brother's benefactor had always been gentle and refined; she never expected him to say such things.

And Pei Wencong secretly raised the importance of Li Dayong to Li Ye by a large margin in his heart.

"Let's go! Let's take you to the hospital first."

"What hospital? I just twisted my foot, it's nothing, brother. The blood on me is theirs..."

"Less nonsense, hurry up and go."

"I'm not going, isn't it shameful enough? I'm just not going."

Li Dayong hid in the Mercedes-Benz, acting like a stubborn child.

Li Ye was just about to go up and kick him, but Pei Wenhui took small steps over and said softly, "Let's change our clothes first, then go see if any bones are injured. If you don't say anything, no one will know it was caused by fighting, okay?"

"Uh-huh, I... no need, right! I know what I'm doing."

"You're so tall and mighty, don't be afraid of this and that, okay? It'll be very quick."

Li Dayong mumbled, secretly glancing toward Li Ye's side.

Li Ye tilted his head to one side, pretending not to see.

"Hey, these two gentlemen, let's discuss this. My son has already been beaten very miserably; you can't do this..."

"We can talk this over nicely! Don't do things so absolutely!"

The group of people who had been arrogant just now walked toward Li Ye and the others, unwilling but having no choice but to admit defeat.

But just as they got close and said a few words, Jamie and several colleagues standing in the distance ran over quickly.

"This lady, sir, you have harassed and threatened our client. We are now issuing a serious warning to you..."

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The crowd, who had only said a few words, looked at the lawyers recording something in their notebooks with glowing eyes. How could they not understand? They were being treated as walking banknotes!

By this time, their hearts were full of endless regret, regretting why they had underestimated these two Ah-Cans.

But using a ten-million Hong Kong dollar budget to fight a street-fighting lawsuit really isn't playing by the rules, okay!

After confirming at the hospital that there were no major problems, it was already late. Everyone was hungry, so they found a place to eat and returned to the residence on Mount Taiping.

After arriving home, Pei Wencong's mother asked about his well-being and even prepared pomelo leaf water for Li Dayong to wash away his bad luck. This gesture made Li Dayong feel very warm.

A-Qiang, who had been in the underworld before, kept asking Li Dayong about the process of fighting seven people at once, making Li Ye feel a bit embarrassed and a bit shy.

Pei Wenhui, however, had recovered her energy and described it vividly: "My car couldn't move, and A-Yong jumped out of the car and shouted at those people, 'Don't any of you leave,'

and then those people came over to bully me, and A-Yong was unarmed... Those people were so fragile! They couldn't even take one punch, and in the end, they even acted shamelessly, saying we were the ones causing trouble..."

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Li Ye quietly looked at Li Dayong, as if he saw a blush on his sheepish face.

That night, Li Dayong and Wang Jianqiang didn't return to their own rooms. The brothers squeezed into Li Ye's room, looking at the night view outside the window, reluctant to leave.

Li Dayong, whose mood had completely calmed down, gradually became a bit dejected.

"Brother, I really don't understand. Clearly, we are all descendants of the dragon, but today I just shouted a sentence in Mandarin, and they came to bite me like they had been injected with chicken blood. The more they fought, the more energetic they became.

Didn't they see how big I am? I had already knocked them to the ground, and they were still cursing me with foul language."

"It was the same at the police station. Seeing my visa, the way they looked at me made me feel angry. If it were in Qingshui County, I would definitely have beaten them again."

"But later, when those foreign lawyers arrived, their attitudes did a 180-degree turn, bowing and scraping. I suspect those people have forgotten our ancestors? Do they look down on mainlanders that much?"

"They can't forget. They might feel they've forgotten on their lips, but they will never forget in their hearts."

Li Ye lay on the bed, his hands behind his head, and said with a smile, "Did you notice Pei Wencong's family? How are they different from us mainlanders?"

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Li Dayong and Wang Jianqiang were speechless for a moment. After a long time, Li Dayong said, "Brother, I don't think this Boss Pei looks like those capitalists in our propaganda, right?"

Li Ye turned over, looked at Li Dayong on the ground, and asked with a smile, "Why don't they look like it?"

"I can't say it well," Li Dayong thought for a while and said, "Sincere, too sincere. Especially his mother; although I don't understand Cantonese, look at her demeanor, she is very friendly to us, as if she saw relatives."

"That's not what I meant."

Li Ye laughed and said, "Have you noticed that the ordinary people here are the same as us mainlanders in terms of living habits, customs, and human feelings?"

"The British have occupied Hong Kong for more than eighty years, but they still use chopsticks and worship Bodhisattvas. Even if some people speak English, they still burn paper to worship their ancestors every holiday."

"All their living habits are deeply influenced by the civilization of the dragon. In their hearts, they all have the 'roots' of the dragon culture, so do you think Great Britain will consider them British?"

Only then did Li Dayong understand and ask Li Ye suspiciously, "But I asked Pei Wenhui, and she has a British passport."

"You're wrong, Dayong. They can never become British; they can only be descendants of the dragon."

Li Ye shook his head, covered himself with the quilt, and went to sleep.

Because many things happened in later generations, Li Ye had some understanding of these things.

As long as your life is still influenced by the civilization of the dragon, those Western masters will absolutely never admit that you are one of their own kind.

Li Ye went to find Wen Leyu in his sweet dreams, but Li Dayong tossed and turned for a long time without falling asleep, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Sigh~"

The next morning, Luo Runbo came to Pei Wencong's home and handed Li Ye a five-page lawyer fee list.

The dense items on it were all golden US dollars.

Li Ye looked carefully and felt that these people were like players teaming up to clear a dungeon; they didn't dislike any monster, big or small. As long as there was a place to fleece, they had to fleece a couple of gold coins out of it.

However, it was a small case after all, and the total amount added up to less than 200,000 US dollars.

Li Ye blinked and asked Luo Runbo, "Just this?"

Luo Runbo felt a bit dry-mouthed and really wanted to say that this was already two thousand-square-foot luxury mansions; how much more do you want to squander?

But the employer had money and was willful, so he could only say, "Mr. Li, it's mainly because you need to let Mr. Li Dayong leave Hong Kong low-key, so we need to control the influence."

"But even so, three of the other side need to go to jail, and the others will also receive corresponding punishments. In the next two years, they will have to deal with the subsequent torment of this matter."

"From last night until now, the other side has called me countless times trying to settle. Mr. Li, these punishments are very serious in Hong Kong and will affect their future destiny."

"Then let's do it like this for now!" Li Ye signed the quotation and said, "I'm leaving Hong Kong tomorrow. If there's anything later, contact me by phone, but I don't agree to settle."

Luo Runbo promised, "Alright, Mr. Li. However, if Mr. Li Dayong wants to leave Hong Kong, it will take at least two to three weeks."

"Hmm?"

Li Ye was a bit displeased. The three brothers came together, how could they not leave together?

Luo Runbo hurriedly explained, "Mr. Li, since we can't settle, there's no other way, but I guarantee I can send Mr. Li Dayong away after three weeks."

Li Ye had no choice but to tell this "bad news" to Li Dayong, but Li Dayong said very magnanimously, "It's okay, brother. I eat well and sleep well here, and I've learned a lot of advanced mechanical knowledge."

"It just so happens that a sewing machine piece the factory took apart hasn't been studied yet; it's just right to restore it to its original state."

Li Ye looked suspiciously at Li Dayong's dark circles, wondering why he felt he "ate well and slept well"?

Pei Wencong's family also expressed that they would definitely take good care of Li Dayong.

But Li Ye still had Pei Wencong issue a few invitations to bring a few retired soldiers from the Pengcheng Seventh Factory to accompany Li Dayong. Even if one person can fight well, they still need to be cautious and careful.

(End of chapter)