Chapter 13: Words Beco Law, Sending the Top Donor to Prison
"Those words you just said, they felt quite satisfying, didn't they?"
Second Young Master swallowed hard, his brain working at lightning speed.
He had to spin this back around!
As long as the car wasn't broken, as long as there was no direct evidence, he still had a chance!
He scrambled up from the ground, his face instantly shifting to an expression of ecstatic surprise, tears welling up on command.
"Qingge! You're not dead? That's great! That's truly great!"
Second Young Master opened his arms, intending to embrace Su Qingge. "I just... I was just scared out of my wits! I was talking nonsense! I was just so heartbroken that I lost my mind!"
"You know I have anxiety; I start talking nonsense whenever I get nervous..."
He rushed over, wanting to use that familiar embrace to soften this woman once again.
Slap!
A resounding slap.
Su Qingge used all her strength to strike Second Young Master across his hypocritical face.
This slap was brutal.
Half of Second Young Master's face instantly swelled up, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"This slap is on behalf of the Su Qingge who was blind for three years."
Su Qingge's voice was icy.
Second Young Master covered his face, a flash of malice passing through his eyes, but he still forced a smile: "Qingge, you hit well; it's good to wake up. As long as you're okay, you can even beat to death. Let's go ho, okay?"
"Go ho?"
Zhang Xuanyao walked up at this mont and shoved his phone screen right in front of Second Young Master.
On the screen, a dense barrage of comnts was scrolling by.
【Bastard! Simply a bastard!】
【I've already recorded the screen! This scumbag is done for!】
【Everything he said about cutting the brake lines was recorded!】
【Why isn't this kind of scum being sentenced to death?】
Second Young Master looked at those comnts, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.
Livestreaming?
Everything from just now... was livestread?
"Young Master, stop acting."
Zhang Xuanyao looked at him with a smile, "Hundreds of thousands of people are watching. Your acting is decent, but to , it's full of flaws."
"And..."
Zhang Xuanyao pointed towards the direction of the foot of the mountain.
The sound of sirens approached from afar, wailing as they drew near.
"I conveniently called the police while in the car and reported you for attempted murder."
"This ti, you're really going to eat prison food."
Hearing the sirens, Second Young Master completely broke down.
In that instant, his disguise was completely shredded, revealing a hideous and twisted face.
"You damn Daoist! You ruined my plans!"
Second Young Master roared like a mad dog, suddenly pulling a folding knife from his pocket and flipping the blade open.
Since soft tactics didn't work, he would use hard ones!
Kill them!
As long as he killed them and destroyed the phone, he would still have a chance!
"Go to hell!"
Second Young Master roared, but instead of charging at Zhang Xuanyao, he turned and lunged at the nearest person, Su Qingge.
The tip of the knife glinted with a cold light, stabbing directly toward Su Qingge's heart.
This was the evil of human nature.
If I can't have you, then I will destroy you!
Su Qingge couldn't react at all; watching the knife tip approach, fear left her entire body rigid.
"Slip."
A casual word escaped Zhang Xuanyao's lips.
Words Beco Law.
Second Young Master's feet suddenly slipped.
It was a banana peel that soone had thrown on the road, though who knows who it was.
At this critical mont, Second Young Master just had to step on that banana peel.
He lost his balance completely and fell backward.
The knife in his hand flew out of his grip.
"Bang!"
The back of his head slamd heavily against the guardrail post.
Second Young Master didn't even moan; he rolled his eyes back and fainted.
The knife spun in the air before finally landing with a "squelch," piercing precisely into Second Young Master's thigh.
"Ahhh!"
Even though he had fainted, the excruciating pain woke him up instantly, and he let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.
Zhang Xuanyao shook his head, walked over, and kicked Second Young Master's blood-covered face.
"Committing a cri and still stepping on a banana peel—this luck, tsk tsk tsk."
"It seems even the heavens couldn't stand it anymore."
The livestream chat was filled with "666".
【This is karma!】
【Great Master is aweso! Has your mouth been blessed?】
【The banana peel is the MVP!】
The police car finally rushed up the mountain road.
It was still that familiar Officer Xiao Wang leading the team.
He jumped out of the car, saw Second Young Master lying on the ground covered in blood, and then looked at Zhang Xuanyao, who was standing calmly to the side, his mouth twitching.
"Daoist Zhang... why is it you again?"
"What is going on this ti?"
Zhang Xuanyao shrugged and pointed to his phone.
"Nothing much, just sending the top donor to prison."
Zhang Xuanyao looked at the bewildered Officer Xiao Wang.
The siren beca piercing once again.
Two ambulances followed and arrived, and several dical personnel in white coats rushed over with a stretcher.
The folding knife was still stuck in Second Young Master's thigh, and blood had dyed his expensive custom trousers a dark red. He was awake by now, letting out bursts of pig-like wailing.
"Don't move! The more you move, the faster the blood flows!"
A doctor held down Second Young Master's thrashing leg, skillfully cutting open the trouser leg to perform ergency hemostasis.
"Let go! I want to sue him! I want to sue that Daoist!"
Second Young Master's face was twisted, his finger pointing at Zhang Xuanyao, who was leaning against the front of the ferrari, spittle flying everywhere, "He used sorcery! It really was sorcery! That banana peel was sothing he conjured! He hard !"
Officer Xiao Wang was directing his subordinates to take photos and collect evidence at the scene; hearing this, his brows furrowed deeply.
He walked over to the stretcher and looked down at Second Young Master.
"Mr. Second Young Master, we have already confiscated your dashcam. The entire process of you committing assault with a knife, as well as you slipping on the trash, has been clearly recorded."
Officer Xiao Wang brought his body cara closer, "Also, the tens of thousands of netizens on the scene are all witnesses. You say the banana peel was conjured by him? Should we arrange a ntal health evaluation for you?"
"No... it really wasn't an accident! That Daoist is extrely sinister!"
Second Young Master tried to scream more, but the doctor injected a sedative into the base of his thigh.
"What are you howling for? Save so energy to howl at the station."
The doctor had seen many trauma cases and had no patience for such scum, waving for the orderlies, "Take him away. If this leg gets infected, he'll have to have it amputated."
The stretcher was loaded onto the ambulance.
With a "bang" as the ambulance door closed, the world was finally quiet.
Only then did Zhang Xuanyao take his gaze off the ambulance and wave at the phone cara.
"Fellow devotees, that's all for today's livestream. If you have any questions, follow the channel and send a private ssage."
The livestream chat was densely packed, making the text impossible to read.
Gift effects flooded the screen crazily, as if they were free.
【Carnival x 10!】 【Rocket x 50!】
【Great Master is so cool! Going to follow Qingfeng Temple right now!】
【That banana peel kick just now, I'd like to call it a miracle!】
【Great Master, I want to get a fortune read too! I have money!】
"Those who want to have their fortunes read, line up in the private ssages; I will take orders based on my mood."
After saying this, Zhang Xuanyao tapped the screen, rcilessly cutting off the livestream.
The phone screen went black.
The Aura of controlling the entire situation instantly receded. Zhang Xuanyao rubbed his slightly sore wrist and turned to look at Su Qingge, who had been standing to the side without saying a word.
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