The sudden appearance of a hero shocked everyone watching.
Even Xu Lin stopped crying, stunned and confused as to why this handsome guy was attacking the tattooed man.
The tattooed man had been knocked breathless. When he saw that the one who hit him was a handsome young man, he propped himself up on his elbows, cursing loudly, "Who the hell are you, punk?! How dare you butt i—"
Before he could finish, Meng Yu stepped forward and delivered another solid kick that sent him face-first to the ground again.
Meng Yu's cousin was the captain of a special forces unit. To improve his survival skills for his future work as a Doctors Without Borders physician, Meng Yu had undergone three months of grueling training under him.
And this time, Meng Yu didn't hold back. He kicked relentlessly, targeting the tattooed man's most sensitive pressure points.
The man screamed in agony, and finally, unable to bear the pain, he began to wail and beg for mercy.
"Please, stop! One more kick and I'll die..."
"I'm begging you, stop kicking!"
Once Meng Yu figured he'd made his point, he coldly asked, "Now tell me—was it really her who hit you?"
"I..." The tattooed man hesitated.
"You're not gonna talk?" Meng Yu snarled.
BAM! Another kick landed, this time square on the man's tailbone.
"AHHH—" the man let out a blood-curdling scream, nearly fainting from the pain.
Meng Yu believed there was no reasoning with scumbags like this. Violence was the only language they understood.
So, he didn't waste a single word—he went straight for the beatdown!
"You're dead, punk!" Another bald man, seeing his friend being beaten, ran over, grabbing a brick from the side of the road.
Before he could even reach Meng Yu, a baseball bat came crashing down on his back. The bald man staggered forward a few steps and then collapsed next to the tattooed guy.
Ouyang Yunjian stood there holding the bat, eyes cold as ice, glaring at the bleached-hair thug who had just stepped forward.
The blond thug froze mid-step.
Ouyang Yunjian had been calling the police from the car. When he saw Meng Yu in danger, he had grabbed the baseball bat they kept for self-defense and jumped out to help.
This wasn't his first time backing Meng Yu up in a fight—he was well-practiced.
Watching these two outrageously handsome guys beat up the crooks like action movie stars, the crowd of onlookers erupted in cheers and applause.
"Whoa, are all guys this badass nowadays?"
"That bat swing looked brutal! He's so violent... but I'm into it!"
"So aggressive—who would dare date a guy like that?"
"I would! If he were my boyfriend, I'd gladly take a daily beating!"
"Serves those scammers right! These con artists are out of control. Someone needed to teach them a lesson!"
"Big talk—why didn't you step in earlier?"
"I… I was going to, but those two hotties beat me to it!"
"Ugh, pathetic."
Seeing the bald guy go down, Meng Yu gave Ouyang Yunjian a thumbs-up, then crouched beside the old man.
"Hey, old man, you're clutching the wrong leg. She came from your right rear, so she would've hit your right leg, not your left. Why are you holding the left?"
The old man paused, thought for a second, and then switched legs, groaning dramatically again. "Aiyo, help me! She hit my leg with her scooter—it's broken! You need to take me to the hospital and pay me! Aiyo…"
"Enough already, your acting sucks," Meng Yu scoffed.
He pointed to the black Mercedes G-Wagon parked nearby. "See that car? That's a Mercedes. You should be targeting rides like that if you want to scam someone."
"A little electric scooter's not gonna get you much. What if she really had hit you and you died? Isn't that a bad deal for you?"
"How about this—you come scam me instead. Go lie down in front of my car and we'll see if I'll run you over!"
The old man froze, his fake cries suddenly silent.
The tattooed and bald men, now recognizing the Mercedes G-Wagon, realized they'd picked the wrong fight. They knew anyone driving that wasn't ordinary, and they quickly shut up, shrinking into themselves like frightened turtles.
At that moment, the police arrived. With good-looking faces on their side, Meng Yu and Ouyang Yunjian immediately won the crowd over. Witnesses eagerly came forward to testify and condemn the scammers.
Police then reviewed the footage from Meng Yu's dashcam.
The evidence was irrefutable.
After taking quick statements from Meng Yu and Ouyang Yunjian on the spot, the police car drove off with the scam crew and Xu Lin, sirens blaring.
"You saved my butt again, bro. Thanks!" Meng Yu said with a grin as he buckled his seatbelt in the car.
Ouyang Yunjian stashed the bat and casually dusted off his hands. "You owe me one."
Meng Yu's eyes widened. "What? Why do I owe you?"
"I saved your ass," Ouyang Yunjian replied, frowning.
"Come on, bro, that's not how this works," Meng Yu turned toward him, smirking. "You helping me was actually helping yourself."
"Think about it—if I got hurt, you'd have to take me to the hospital, right?"
"If we go to the hospital, you'd miss seeing Su Zhu, Chenchen wouldn't get her meds on time, and you'd lose a perfect chance to deepen your bond with her. So, who's really losing out? You, man."
Patting Ouyang Yunjian on the arm, Meng Yu laughed. "The Buddha said: helping others is helping yourself. So, you don't owe me anything!"
Ouyang Yunjian turned to stare out the window, ignoring him. Besides fighting, the only other thing Meng Yu excelled at was confidently spinning nonsense until people believed it.
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