Chen Zhao vaguely remembered a biker flirting with Fali and then they got into a fight.
However, fighting was a normal occurrence in a bar.
Anyway, Chen Zhao remembered that he'd beaten the bikers up badly.
Of course, they'd all ended up in the police station.
Chen Zhao didn't take it to heart.
After drinking a mouthful of horse piss in a bar, he'd lose his bearings.
If he saw a pretty girl, he'd ask for her number and buy her a drink.
This happened in the bar every night.
Did he have to fight with someone over something like this?
Laurent kept tugging at Asand's hospital gown.
He wanted Asand to give him an explanation.
Chen Zhao watched the show happily from the side.
Karim, Kane, and Howard were all speechless.
Chen Zhao was clearly stirring up trouble.
But Laurent had always been a fan of his daughter.
When he heard something like this, he didn't think at all.
"You guys, be quiet." Just then, a nurse came and stood at the door. "Someone complained that you're too loud and disturbing other patients."
Only the patients in the same room could complain.
Only then did Laurent let Asand go.
Not long after the nurse left, another group of people came.
It was Quincy and his men.
Seeing these people, Asand immediately roared loudly.
"Get out! Don't disturb me again."
Quincy still brought his men to the bed. "Mr. Asand, we came with sincerity. As long as you're willing to settle, we're willing to pay you $100,000."
"F * ck off, you * ssholes. Your man made me lie here for two months. I'll make him stay in jail for two years."
Dangerous driving, hit-and-run, and personal injury — these crimes added up to at least two years.
Plus, the culprit had broken the traffic rules first, so he'd have to bear most of the responsibility.
"Old thing, don't ask for trouble," Maron shouted, pointing at Asand. "You're lucky to get $100,000."
Laurent frowned. "Get out. Don't disturb my friend's rest."
"Old thing …"
As soon as Maron finished, his body was suddenly pulled away from the spot.
"This is a hospital. Watch your volume."
Chen Zhao grabbed Maron with both hands and lifted him up high.
Quincy finally noticed that Chen Zhao was here too.
"Sir, we meet again."
"Yeah." Chen Zhao smiled at Quincy.
These people were indeed not good people.
"Is Mr. Asand your friend?"
"No matter who it is, I don't want him to be disturbed."
"If you know Mr. Asand, why don't you help me persuade him?"
Quincy always had that gentle smile on his face, but Chen Zhao felt like he was a poisonous snake.
His smile didn't bring Chen Zhao any warmth. Instead, Chen Zhao subconsciously became wary of him.
"I think whatever decision he makes is his right," Chen Zhao said. "I don't think outsiders have the right to force him."
"Okay, Mr. Asand, I hope you can think about it. After all, $100,000 isn't a small amount."
"Get lost, you bastards."
Asand's response was still simple and crude, with rich body movements and a middle finger.
Quincy left with his men. Before leaving, he glanced at Chen Zhao again.
"Who are those people?" Laurent asked.
"I don't know," Asand said. "But they're with the person who hit me. They've come four or five times already. They keep hoping that I won't sue the culprit."
"They don't look familiar," Laurent said. "They're from a gang."
"Anyway, they can't be good people," Asand said.
"Whatever, let's not care about them. Chen, help Asand treat him first."
"We agreed that you'll pay."
"I know, I know. I really don't understand why Fali likes you," Laurent complained.
"Actually, Asand's condition has basically stabilized. He doesn't need any special treatment. As long as he's willing to lie in bed for two more months, he'll be able to walk."
"No, I don't want to lie in bed for two more months," Asand yelled in agitation. "I don't want to lie in bed for two more days."
"Chen, do you have a way to make him walk faster?"
"Yes. It depends on how much you're willing to pay."
"What if it's $100?" Laurent asked shamelessly.
"I'll think of a way to make him lie in bed for the rest of his life." Chen Zhao rolled his eyes.
"Fine, what if it's $1,000?"
"He probably spent more than $1,000 in the hospital, right?"
"I don't know how much I spent, but there's an insurance company. Anyway, I've already received $300,000 from this accident."
No wonder he didn't care about Quincy's $100,000 compensation.
"Then $10,000," Laurent said. "That's all I have."
"I'll make him walk again in two weeks."
"Can't it be faster?" Asand asked.
"Then add a little more money."
"No," Asand rejected immediately.
Chen Zhao really thought that he didn't care about money at all. It turned out that he was also a stingy rich man.
Just then, Kane suddenly patted Chen Zhao's shoulder.
"What?"
"Chen, look, isn't that your car?" Kane pointed outside the window.
He could see the parking lot from here.
Chen Zhao saw that Quincy's people were destroying his car.
Furious, Chen Zhao jumped onto the windowsill.
"Chen, what are you doing?"
Chen Zhao jumped down.
Everyone in the ward was dumbfounded.
This was the fourth floor. He would probably be crippled if he jumped down.
Kane rushed to the window and saw that Chen Zhao had landed safely.
Chen Zhao was completely enraged. He charged toward the parking lot like a mad bull.
"Those people are dead," Laurent said.
Kane, Karim, and Howard all had the same expression.
Those people were practically asking for death.
They didn't understand that they'd angered a lion at all.
At the moment, Quincy stood at the side with a gentle smile.
He watched his men destroy Chen Zhao's car. Among them, Maron worked the hardest.
Just then, Quincy saw a gust of wind. Then, a figure charged into the crowd.
Bang!
Maron's thin body flew into the air and flew several meters away.
He smashed into the windshield of a car behind him. His entire body was embedded in it.
Everyone looked at Chen Zhao. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Mr. Quincy, you better give me an explanation."
"Mr. Chen, do you know how long you'll be sentenced for intentional injury?" Quincy was still smiling gently.
"Then, do you know that there's a law in America that says private property can't be violated? Killing is allowed, right?" Chen Zhao's eyes shone with ferocity.
A gun was pointed at the back of Chen Zhao's head.
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