Chapter 202 Be ruthless
Chapter 202 Be More Ruthless
The muffled sound of "bang bang" mixed with dull sobs echoed back and forth in the not-so-spacious bedroom.
After twenty consecutive strokes, the whimpering sound had long since disappeared, and Dong Gaojun was lying on the ground, already unconscious. His pants were now soaked in blood, with dark red spots dotted on them.
As for Jin Kangmin, he curled up on the bed, shaking like a sieve. He held his head with both hands, and it seemed that he not only did not dare to look at the bloody scene, but also did not want to hear the sound.
However, An Rusong would never let him go so easily. When Dong Gaojun finished beating him with the stick, he slapped Jin Kangmin on the back of his head, grabbed his wrist, pulled his hand away from his ear, and coldly scolded him: "Mr. Jin, I advise you to watch obediently, otherwise, I can't guarantee that this stick will not fall on your head."
After saying this, he slammed the baseball bat in his other hand on the ground twice.
Just then, there were rustling sounds of footsteps outside the bedroom door. After a while, a guy with a black cloth covering his head came in, escorted by several young men.
Zhao Chenghao, who was standing at the door, stretched out his hand and pulled the black cloth off the guy's head, revealing a pale and slightly thin face under the black cloth.
"This is Mr. Song Heda, right?" An Rusong grabbed Jin Kangmin by the collar and pulled him to his side. He pointed at the guy who had just been dragged into the bedroom and asked, "You said that the attack on me was completely arranged by him and had nothing to do with you?"
Jin Kangmin's lips were trembling, but he couldn't utter a word.
"Why, are you worried that I will ask you to confront him?" An Rusong reached out and patted his pale face, smiling, "Don't worry, Mr. Jin, we have known each other for a long time, of course I believe you, so I don't need you to confront him, whatever you say is what it is."
Grabbing the man's chin with his backhand, he asked again, "Come on, tell me, was the attack on me arranged by him and has nothing to do with you?"
Jin Kangmin still couldn't speak, but he nodded vigorously as a response to An Rushong's question.
An Rushong turned his gaze to Song Heda, met his frightened look with a grin, and then he waved to the two young men not far away.
Two young men walked over quickly, ignoring Jin Kangmin's struggle. They just grabbed his arms, dragged him off the bed, and dragged him to Song Heda's side.
"What are you going to do?! What are you going to do?!" Jin Kangmin struggled hard, his two legs off the ground, but with his physique, he naturally couldn't break free from the control of the two young and strong men, so he turned his head and shouted at An Rushong, "An Rushong, Chairman An An, you can't hurt me, otherwise you will get into trouble. Even if my father is not a member of Congress, his influence in the past is still..."
"shush"
An Rusong once again made a gesture to silence. He took a dagger from a young man, gently carried it to Jin Kangmin, and said, "Mr. Jin, I've said before, we are old acquaintances, and I am willing to believe you."
After a pause, he changed the subject and said, "However, you should also do something to prove that you have lived up to my trust, right?"
"You, what do you want to do?" Looking at the dagger shaking gently in his hand, Jin Kangmin said stutteringly.
"Here, take this." An Rusong held the dagger upside down and put the handle into the other person's hand. Then, he reached out and patted Song Heda's chest, saying, "See here? Use all your strength and stab him twice."
"I don't. I don't." Jin Kangmin's hands trembled in fear and the dagger fell to the ground.
He had certainly hurt people in the past, but he had never done anything like stabbing someone with a knife himself, because such a dirty thing that required bloodshed did not require him to do it himself.
"No? You mean you won't do it?" An Rushong asked with a smile.
Jin Kangmin lowered his head and said nothing, but his body was shaking even more violently.
"It's okay, you can think about it carefully, we have plenty of time," An Rushong patted his shoulder, then bent down, picked up the dagger and put it back into his hand.
"Now, we still have a 'poison bug' to deal with," he clapped his hands and said, "Cai Biqin, for 50 won, you want to destroy my face. Ah Xi! Is my life so cheap?"
Compared to several people including Jin Kangmin, Cai Biqin, the "poisonous insect", seemed to be the most lonely. He lay on the ground on his side, motionless. If it weren't for his eyes blinking from time to time, he would probably be thought to be dead.
"Like I said just now, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. I will deal with you the same way you want to deal with me," An Rushong walked to the guy's side, kicked him and said, "You gave me a bottle of sulfuric acid, and now I will give you one in return." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to the side, and naturally a young man came over and handed him a smoky-colored bottle.
An Rushong took the bottle, pulled out the cork, and then tilted the bottle mouth, splashing the entire bottle of liquid onto Cai Biqin's face.
Jin Kangmin, who was not far away, stared at the scene blankly. When the liquid fell on Cai Biqin's face, he even heard a "hissing" sound. Then, Cai Biqin's whole body suddenly stiffened as if he was electrocuted. Then he began to wriggle and roll on the ground desperately like he was trying to drive away insects, and a "woooo" hissing sound came from his blocked mouth.
The people around him were afraid of being touched by him, so they all moved to the sides. Some young people who were not hard-hearted enough even avoided his gaze unconsciously, not daring to look at the tragic scene.
An Rusong also hid aside immediately. To be honest, even though he was the one who caused this scene, he was also very nervous. Seeing the skinny Cai Biqin rolling and struggling on the ground, watching the light mist rising from his head, and smelling the pungent and unpleasant smell in his nose, An Rusong felt his blood pressure rise.
But even so, he still had to keep his facial expression calm, because he knew in his heart that if he hadn't been lucky enough, he would have been the one wailing and struggling on the ground a few days ago. Therefore, if he didn't want to end up in a miserable situation one day, he had to harden his heart. Good people with soft hearts couldn't survive in this world. Only those who were evil and cruel enough to make people stay away from them could live a more comfortable life.
The most important thing is that what Jin Kangmin said just now was not wrong. An Rusong really couldn't kill him. Otherwise, even if his father, a congressman, lost his job, his reckless counterattack would be enough to cause a headache. At that time, if things really got into trouble, Congressman Kong might not protect him.
Since he couldn't kill Jin Kangmin, An Rushong could only try to intimidate him as much as possible and make him remember him once and for all, so that he would never dare to provoke him again from now on.
Cai Biqin struggled and rolled on the ground for five or six minutes before he gradually became silent. At this time, the smell in the bedroom made it feel like he could breathe.
An Rushong raised his hand to cover his nose and waved to the young men who were holding Jin Kangmin and Song Heda.
What he meant was to have the two guys carried out. If they continued to stay in the bedroom, they might all suffer from respiratory burns.
However, Jin Kangmin obviously misunderstood his meaning. When he saw him waving his hand, this guy collapsed immediately.
"Ah!" With a heart-wrenching scream, he grasped the handle of the dagger with both hands, then closed his eyes tightly, aimed at Song Heda's chest and stabbed it.
One knife, two knives
After being stabbed four or five times in one breath, Song Heda opened his eyes wide with an incredible expression on his face. He seemed unable to understand why Young Master Jin stabbed him with a knife without any warning.
The rest of the people in the room were also startled, mainly because Jin Kangmin's shout and his reaction were too sudden and no one had expected it.
Only after he had been stabbed several times, with his hands, body, and even face covered in blood, did the two young men who had been holding him drag him away and take the dagger from his hand.
An Rushong was also frightened by this guy. When he came to his senses, Jin Kangmin had already been dragged away.
After staring at Young Master Jin for a few seconds, An Rusong covered his nose with one hand and said in a muffled voice, "Clean up this place."
After saying this, he walked towards the door impatiently.
In the living room of the Korean house, An Rusong sat on the sofa, smoking and looking at Jin Kangmin who was sitting opposite him. The young man was completely frightened and was still in a trance at this moment.
"Are you really going to let him go?" Zhao Chenghao asked in a low voice beside him.
"Yes," An Rusong nodded and said, "I am a man of my words."
After a pause, he continued, "Not only our Young Master Jin, but also the other two who were injured, they were all sent to the hospital for treatment. I will pay for the medical expenses."
Zhao Chenghao seemed to want to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally said nothing.
An Rushong knew what he wanted to say. As a violent gang, Zhao Chenghao and his gang must have done a lot of things that injured and killed people. But when they did such things in the past, they would definitely not leave any survivors. Even if something went wrong, they would arrange someone to take the blame in advance.
And now, according to An Rusong, they obviously want to leave some people alive, not just Jin Kangmin, but also Zhang Minbo and Dong Gaojun, and Jin Kangmin's lover. If any of these people called the police, An Rusong would be in trouble.
(End of this chapter)