Top-tier Unruly Master

Ding Fan didn't resist much and obediently followed the officers into the interrogation room at the police station.

Although Ding Fan appeared calm on the surface, he had already made up his mind—if someone was conspiring against him behind the scenes, then he definitely wasn't going to accommodate them. Even though he was locked up in the police station, the idea that a mere police station could hold Ding Fan was utterly preposterous.

If Ding Fan wanted to leave the police station, no one could stop him, but he hadn't made a move because it wasn't the last resort yet. He wouldn't attempt to escape the police station unless absolutely necessary, after all, doing so would mean facing the full might of the national machinery.

The two officers brought Ding Fan into the interrogation room and locked him in. The room was empty at the moment, and Ding Fan sat down with perfect composure, his face showing not a hint of fear.

"Brother, I recognize this man, he's the one who crippled my legs," said a man sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes wide open as he looked at the footage from the camera inside the interrogation room.

This person was none other than Li Guangzhi who had used his dogs to attack people on Tiger Head Mountain and whose legs had been crippled by Ding Fan's True Qi technique.

"Guangzhi, are you sure it's this man?" Li Guangming asked in surprise.

Li Guangzhi's father, Li Dehai, was the chief of Dongcheng Police Station, and Li Guangming's uncle.

Yesterday, Li Guangming had taken a bunch of thugs to deal with Ding Fan, but all of them were taken down by Ding Fan. Later, he himself was beaten up by those annoyed thugs.

That's why Li Guangming thought to bring Li Guangzhi along; Li Guangzhi's father was the chief of Dongcheng Police Station, and it was only by using this Power that they could severely punish Ding Fan.

However, Li Guangming had not expected that the person who crippled Li Guangzhi's legs was none other than Ding Fan.

"I wouldn't mistake a person, it's him," said Li Guangzhi through clenched teeth, staring at Ding Fan on the screen.

Li Guangming nodded. "Guangzhi, rest assured, today we will avenge all our grievances. We'll sort him out so he'll behave, and see if he dares to put on airs in the future."

With that, Li Guangming addressed a middle-aged man nearby. "Brother Lu, I'll have to trouble you with today's business. You see, the man inside is the one who broke Guangzhi's legs. If you take care of him properly, I believe my uncle will definitely thank you earnestly."

The person Li Guangming called Brother Lu was Lu Fen, the chief of Dongcheng Police Station in Tiexi District.

He had been the chief of the Tiexi District Police Station for almost ten years now, without any signs of further advancement on the horizon.

Lu Fen felt that now was a perfect opportunity—the police chief's son had his legs broken, and any parent would be devastated. The chief would surely hate the one who broke his son's legs to the core.

However, the chief couldn't stand out in this matter. At this moment, Lu Fen thought clearly that if he helped the chief's son get revenge today, and then made some secret maneuvers, he might be able to take a step forward before the end of the year.

"Rest assured, since this brat has been so blind as to mess with the two young masters, I'll make sure he learns his lesson well," Lu Fen said, beginning to remove his jacket. "Today, to avenge the young masters, I will personally deal with this kid."

Li Guangming's eyes lit up.

Before, Lu Fen had been a prison officer, and after pulling some strings, he was transferred to run the police station in Tiexi. From his prison days, he learned many methods of tormenting people. It was said that no matter who the person was, once in Lu Fen's hands, they'd be skinned; if Lu Fen wanted to know something, he always managed to extract it out of the criminal's mouth.

"Beat him to within an inch of his life for me. If anything happens, I'll take the blame," Li Guangzhi said through clenched teeth.

Lu Fen smiled. "Young Master Guangzhi, there's no need to be so harsh. I have a method by which we can seriously deal with this kid without shouldering any responsibility."

"Oh? What method?" Li Guangzhi looked over at Lu Fen with curiosity.

"Later, when I'm in the interrogation room, I'll force him to skip rope. When his heart is beating at its fastest, I'll hit him decisively in the chest. If my punch lands properly, that brat might never wake up again," Lu Fen said with a self-satisfied smile.

Li Guangzhi paused. "But that's... isn't that murder... Won't there be any trouble?"

Although Li Guangzhi was wasteful and extravagant, in a society ruled by law, he still didn't dare to go as far as committing murder.

"Young Master Guangzhi, don't worry, there won't be any trouble at all," laughed Lu Fen. "When the coroner comes, there won't be anything to discover, we'll just say this kid had a heart disease and died from a sudden fright. Even if we have to take responsibility, at most, it'll be for neglect, and I'll just have to write a self-criticism..."

When the heart is under intense exertion and then struck hard, indeed it would be hard for a doctor to identify the cause.

At that moment, Li Guangming's eyes gleamed. "Brother Lu, let's do it your way then. Let's see if that brat dares to act tough with me, not killing him wouldn't be satisfying enough!"

Lu Fen gave Li Guangming a pat on the shoulder, smiling. "It's my duty to avenge the young masters. However, I do expect a little help from you two gentlemen after this is over. I've been the chief of this district for nearly ten years now..."

Lu Fen stopped there, not needing to continue; the rest of his message was clear to the astute minds around him.

"Brother Lu, rest assured, your matter is in my hands now. Promoting a small District Police Station chief is no difficult task," Li Guangzhi said, patting his chest.

"Then, I thank the two young masters. You both rest here for a bit. It won't take ten minutes for me to take care of that bastard, and then we can go out for a good drink," Lu Fen said with a smile while rubbing his wrists.

"Brother Lu, we'll await your good news," Li Guangming said with a smile.

...

About ten minutes after Ding Fan was taken to the interrogation room, the door opened again, and Lu Fen entered with a police officer.

However, upon entering, they didn't start interrogating Ding Fan right away. Instead, the two went under the surveillance cameras and took down all four cameras in the room.

Ding Fan's frown deepened slightly at their odd behavior, sensing that there was definitely something wrong.

"What crime have I committed, and why have you arrested me?" Ding Fan calmly asked from his seat, facing Lu Fen.

Lu Fen snorted. "Why have we arrested you? I'll tell you that in a bit, but right now, you need to do something for me."

As he spoke, Lu Fen threw a skipping rope beside Ding Fan. "Skip one hundred times."

Ding Fan looked at the rope that landed at his feet. "I've never heard that one needs to skip rope after arriving at the police station for interrogation."

"Quit your blabbering, if I tell you to skip rope, you skip rope!" Lu Fen said sternly, slapping the table.

Ding Fan slowly shook his head. "I won't jump."

Lu Fen's brows furrowed. As a police officer, he had seen his share of suspects, who were usually very nervous in the interrogation room. Many criminals would wet themselves in fear before even being asked a question.

Apart from those with particularly faint hearts, even the hardened criminals from the streets would behave once inside. Over the many years in the interrogation room, he'd never had a prisoner refuse to skip rope.

Looking at Ding Fan, who was composed, it was clear he wasn't taking this place seriously, which infuriated Lu Fen. He felt deeply ignored by Ding Fan.

"Kid, you're not the one calling the shots in here," Lu Fen said as he walked over to a cabinet where a pair of red boxing gloves lay. He quickly slipped the gloves on.

Having promised the Li Brothers he'd deal with Ding Fan, and now with Ding Fan's refusal, Lu Fen felt he had no choice but to use the boxing gloves.

The boxing gloves, being thick with padding, usually left internal injuries that were hard to notice when hitting someone.

They were used to deal with suspects who were particularly tough-mouthed. After a combo of punches, few suspects could hold up.

Ding Fan calmly watched Lu Fen, his face impassive and free of any sign of pleasure or anger.

"Kid, today I'm going to teach you a proper lesson," Lu Fen said, having put on the boxing gloves, punching one fist against the other before walking straight toward Ding Fan.

Lu Fen's coming straight for him without stating the charges and intending to hit him was a clear sign of someone's instigation. Ding Fan had a good idea that it was Li Guangming pulling the strings behind the scenes.

"How much money did Li Guangming give you to take care of me?" Ding Fan asked indifferently.

Lu Fen snorted, having no intention of answering. He swung his fist at Ding Fan.

His punch, aimed at Ding Fan's heart, was forcefully delivered, and if it connected, it would likely be fatal.

Killing a suspect in the interrogation room wasn't complicated for Lu Fen; he could fabricate a dozen excuses without batting an eyelid. He'd just claim Ding Fan tried to assault a police officer, and he acted in self-defense. For someone with no backing and no power, dying in the interrogation room would likely result in just a small settlement from the police station.

Ding Fan's expression turned deadly as the attacker went straight for the kill. Although he didn't want to step on these ordinary people, they insisted on provoking him, and they weren't just playing games—they were after his life.

For someone after his life, Ding Fan was seldom merciful.

Bang! Ding Fan kicked out directly, landing the blow squarely in Lu Fen's chest. The latter staggered back several steps before collapsing to the ground.

The police officer who came in with Lu Fen looked panicked and intended to help, but upon reaching him, he realized Lu Fen had already passed out.