"Ah—!"

  As soon as Zhu Zhihua finished speaking, Brother Hu let out a piercing scream.

  The moment he reached in to grab Lei Jun, Lei Jun’s left hand suddenly shot out like lightning, seizing his wrist and yanking hard. At the same time, his right fist slammed down on Brother Hu’s arm. With a sickening *crack*, Brother Hu’s forearm bent at a ninety-degree angle.

  Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, surprised and full of admiration. He hadn’t expected Lei Jun to be so skilled.

  “How dare you touch our boss? You’re asking for trouble!”

  The remaining three tattooed men shouted and charged at Lei Jun.

  Lei Jun calmly opened the car door, kicked one of them in the face, then grabbed another who was throwing a punch. Using the man’s momentum, he twisted his arm and delivered a sharp kick to his knee. A scream followed as the man’s kneecap shattered.

  The last tattooed man, terrified by Lei Jun’s fearsome skills, didn’t dare charge head-on. He glanced around, picked up a loose stone from the绿化带, and lunged forward with a shout.

  Lei Jun reached out, seized the man’s stone-wielding wrist, turned, and executed a perfect shoulder throw, slamming the man to the ground. He then added a swift kick to the throat.

  The man clutched his throat, his face turning red as he gasped for air, instantly neutralized.

  Watching from the car, Lin Yu was amazed. Lei Jun’s skills weren’t just impressive—they were terrifyingly efficient. Every move was precise and effective, without any wasted motion.

  In less than two minutes, four burly tattooed men were on the ground, either injured or disabled, posing no further threat.

  Lin Yu didn’t think Lei Jun had been too harsh. As a soldier, Lei Jun was trained to neutralize enemies instantly and completely. Otherwise, giving the enemy a chance could lead to dire consequences.

  Brother Hu and his men had only broken arms and legs—Lei Jun had already shown restraint.

  “Well, Xuening, was that under two minutes?” Lei Jun boasted to Wei Xuening.

  “It’s not over yet! That bastard is still standing!” Wei Xuening pointed her fair, delicate finger at Zhu Zhihua.

  Zhu Zhihua’s face paled, and he trembled as he backed away.

  Lei Jun frowned at Zhu Zhihua. Seeing how frail he looked, he hadn’t wanted to strike earlier, fearing a single punch might kill him.

  “Big bro, spare me! Please!” Zhu Zhihua pleaded, glancing backward, ready to flee at any moment.

  “Brother Lei, forget it. He’s too weak to handle your punches.” Lin Yu got out of the car and tried to dissuade Lei Jun.

  Although Lin Yu disliked Zhu Zhihua, the latter had been relatively well-behaved lately and hadn’t harassed Jiang Yan, so Lin saw no need to escalate.

  Lei Jun nodded, pointing at Zhu Zhihua coldly. “Listen, this is my brother. If you ever disrespect him again, this will be your fate!”

  With that, Lei Jun stomped on the wrist of one of the tattooed men on the ground. The man screamed, clutching his shattered wrist—likely a comminuted fracture.

  Zhu Zhihua gasped, his face ashen, and nodded frantically. “I understand, I understand… Brother Jiarong, I’m sorry, I was wrong. Please don’t hold it against me.”

  He forced a讨好 smile at Lin Yu, though it looked more like a grimace.

  Meanwhile, Brother Hu, using his uninjured hand, pulled out his phone and dialed a number. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he said, “Officer Jiang, I’ve been attacked on Tanxi Road. Please come quickly.”

  After hanging up, he rolled in front of Lei Jun’s car and began shouting, “Assault! Random violence! Is there no law anymore?!”

  The commotion had already drawn a crowd of curious drivers stuck in the traffic jam. His shouts attracted even more onlookers, who slowly gathered around.

  “Shameless!” Wei Xuening got out of the car and marched over to Brother Hu. Without a word, she kicked him squarely in the crotch.

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  “Awoo—” Brother Hu screamed, curling into a shrimp-like position, clutching his groin, his face turning purple as he gasped for air.

  “You wanted to play with me, didn’t you? Come on, let’s play!” Wei Xuening delivered another kick.

  Another scream. Brother Hu’s face was now the color of an eggplant.

  “What’s going on here?!”

  Several police officers rushed over, pushing through the crowd. The leader was Officer Jiang, whom Brother Hu had called.

  With the VIP from Beijing in town, Officer Jiang had been assisting with traffic control nearby and had come as soon as he received the call.

  “Who started this fight?! Do you know who’s visiting today?!” Officer Jiang frowned angrily at the sight of the injured men on the ground.

  Higher-ups had repeatedly emphasized that no incidents were allowed today, yet a severe brawl had broken out so close by.

  “Which of you did this?!” Officer Jiang scanned Lei Jun and Lin Yu standing by the car.

  “Officer, both of them did it! They attacked together!” Zhu Zhihua, emboldened by the police presence, shed his earlier cowardice and lied through his teeth.

  “Officer, thank goodness you came! I’d be done for otherwise. They threatened to kill me! All I did was honk a few times to hurry them up, and they started assaulting people and making death threats! Is there no law anymore?!”

  Zhu Zhihua put on a pitiful act.

  “Young Master Zhu, your talent for twisting the truth is impressive. Weren’t you the one who started it?” Lin Yu frowned.

  “You can explain at the station. Take them all away!” Officer Jiang had no patience for arguments and ordered his subordinates to arrest everyone.

  “I’d like to see you try!” Lei Jun stepped in front of Lin Yu, his presence imposing. His grandfather was waiting for Lin Yu’s treatment—he had no time for police formalities.

  “Uncle Jiang?” Wei Xuening, after delivering her eleventh kick to Brother Hu’s crotch, finally patted her hands in satisfaction and walked around the car. She was surprised to see Officer Jiang and greeted him sweetly.

  Officer Jiang was a direct subordinate of Wei Gongxun (Wei Xuening’s father) and knew her well.

  “Xuening? What are you doing here?” Officer Jiang asked in surprise.

  “We’re on our way to treat Grandpa Lei when these thugs started trouble. Brother Jun and I taught them a lesson!” Wei Xuening said lightly.

  “You’re Elder Lei’s grandson?” Officer Jiang looked at Lei Jun, his expression changing. “My apologies for the earlier disrespect.”

  Then, his face darkened. “Cuff these troublemakers and take them away!”

  The officers immediately dragged Brother Hu and his men up, handcuffed them, and hauled them away through the traffic.

  Poor Brother Hu and his crew, with broken limbs, were forced to hobble along, howling in pain with every step.

  Zhu Zhihua was pale with fear, realizing he’d offended someone important. He kept his head down and obediently put on handcuffs, trying to sneak away with Brother Hu’s group while Lei Jun wasn’t looking.

  “Wait, Officer Jiang. This man wasn’t involved in the fight. There’s no need to arrest him.” Lei Jun suddenly spoke up, pointing at Zhu Zhihua.

  “Very well. Remove his handcuffs.” Officer Jiang ordered immediately.

  “Officer Jiang, I was involved! Please arrest me! I beg you, arrest me! I’m guilty! I’m guilty!” Zhu Zhihua, terrified by Lei Jun’s icy glare, grabbed Officer Jiang’s arm and begged tearfully.

  The crowd laughed—it was the first time they’d seen someone beg to be arrested.

  “Get lost! Don’t interfere with official business!” Officer Jiang shoved him away and ignored him, leading his team off.

  Zhu Zhihua, seeing the police leave, turned pale with fear. He scrambled back into his car and locked the doors, watching Lei Jun and Lin Yu anxiously, praying the roadblock would lift soon so he could escape.

  He thought he’d be safe inside the car.

  Lei Jun冷笑一声, walked over to Zhu Zhihua’s car, raised his arm, bent his elbow, and slammed it into the driver’s side window.

  *Bang!* The window spider-webbed with cracks.

  Zhu Zhihua jerked in terror.

  *Bang!* Another elbow strike. The cracks expanded, and the glass dented inward.

  Zhu Zhihua screamed in terror, leaning back instinctively.

  *Bang!* A third strike shattered the window completely.

  Lei Jun reached in, grabbed Zhu Zhihua by the collar, and yanked him out through the window, throwing him hard to the ground.

  “I’m sorry! I was wrong! Please spare me! Please!” Zhu Zhihua cried, a wet patch spreading across his pants, emitting a faint odor of urine. The onlookers wrinkled their noses in disgust.

  “A real man keeps his word. I said you’d pay for disrespecting my brother, and pay you will.”

  With that, Lei Jun seized Zhu Zhihua’s wrist and twisted hard. *Crack!* The bone snapped, bending Zhu Zhihua’s wrist at a grotesque angle.

  “Ah!” Zhu Zhihua screamed in agony, clutching his wrist on the ground. Spoiled since childhood, he had never experienced such pain and nearly passed out.

  “Let’s go.” Lei Jun turned away as if nothing had happened and called to Lin Yu and Wei Xuening.

  The crowd gasped, shocked by Lei Jun’s skill and ruthlessness. But having witnessed the entire event, they felt Zhu Zhihua and his gang had brought it upon themselves.

  With the roadblock lifted, the three soon arrived at the sanatorium.

  After a week of taking Lin Yu’s prescription, Elder Lei looked much better. His complexion was rosy, his breathing clear, and he radiated vitality.

  Lin Yu administered another acupuncture treatment. Elder Lei felt lighter and more energetic, his lungs clear and refreshed. He felt as if he could even go for a run without any issues.

  “Xiao He, I’ve troubled you too much with this old bones of mine.” Elder Lei shook his head with a smile.

  “Grandpa Lei, don’t say that. It’s an honor to treat you.” Lin Yu smiled sincerely. He deeply respected veterans like Elder Lei who had risked their lives in past eras.

  “Xiao He, what do your parents do?” Elder Lei asked kindly. “We should get together sometime.”

  “Elder Lei, I’m an orphan. My parents-in-law adopted me from an orphanage and raised me.” Lin Yu explained, sticking to He Jiarong’s background.

  “I see.” Elder Lei’s expression shifted slightly, a faint gleam in his eyes. He smiled. “Then you must take good care of your parents-in-law.”

  “By the way, there’s a dinner tonight. If you have time, join me. Someone from Beijing is here and insisted on having dinner together since they knew I was here. Jun and Xuening, you should come too.” Elder Lei invited warmly.