Suddenly, a dense crowd of people emerged from around the corner of the traffic light not far away.
On the wide street, vans drove over, and before they could stop, their doors were flung open.
Then, a group of people rushed out.
However, the sudden stop of the vans caused a traffic jam, making it impossible for the cars behind them to move.
Facing the scene, more vans behind honked their horns and cursed furiously.
Some poked their heads out, others got out.
Even more climbed onto the roofs of the vans to survey the situation, shouting curses towards them.
This group of people were far from normal passersby. Each one had a fierce expression, sleeves rolled up to reveal menacing and terrifying tattoos.
With dyed yellow, green, and red hair, and cigarettes dangling from their mouths, even a fool could tell these were petty thugs.
At this moment, Zhang Wencai could no longer remain calm. Forgetting to beg for mercy, he quickly took out his phone, intending to call his father-in-law for help.
He spoke a few hushed words, putting on a fawning smile, and quickly walked a few steps to hand the phone to Ye Yun, saying.
"My father-in-law wants to have a word with you."
Ye Yun did not reach out to take the phone. He looked at Zhang Wencai with cold eyes and said.
"I told you, I'm back to settle accounts with you, not to chat."
"This..." Zhang Wencai froze on the spot, his raised hand neither able to be lowered nor comfortably kept up, extremely awkward.
Ye Yun glanced coldly at Zhang Wencai, then turned and left, with Lin Shiyou following closely behind.
After they left, A Biao stepped forward and roared.
"Young Master Ye said to beat him soundly!"
"That flat-headed beast, strip his skin!"
"Anyone who goes in gets fifty thousand a year! Beat them!"
With that, A Biao took the lead, delivering a resounding slap to Zhang Wencai.
*Slap!*
With a crisp sound, Zhang Wencai was immediately disoriented. His gold-rimmed glasses flew off somewhere.
His phone fell to the ground, its screen shattered, glass shards flying everywhere.
This scene terrified the people he had brought with him, who trembled and instinctively retreated.
Ma Lan was even worse, her fat body quivering uncontrollably, her eyes filled with terror.
She didn't even notice as A Biao snatched the poodle named "Wangcai" from her hand.
At this moment, her heart was filled with endless fear.
Why had she been so ill-spoken as to curse Ye Keke as a bastard?
"Awoo~"
With a mournful cry, her beloved poodle was struck on the head by A Biao with a club, collapsing lifelessly on the ground like a bursting watermelon.
This gruesome sight made Ma Lan's legs go weak, and yellow liquid flowed from her crotch.
However.
At this moment, no one noticed her embarrassing state.
Because as A Biao made his move, a fierce chemical reaction was triggered simultaneously.
The group of thugs in the distance were already reckless in their actions.
Fueled by alcohol and emboldened by numbers.
With the poodle smashed to pieces and the lure of fifty thousand a year, not a single one held back.
"Fuck!"
Someone, in a fit of rage, cursed and started kicking Ma Lan fiercely.
The first to act were likely young men full of hot blood.
And it was precisely these fools who triggered a more terrifying herd effect!
Even a few rational individuals were now influenced by the crowd's emotions.
"Fight!"
With so many people, who would know who did what!
Later, when drinking, they could brag about participating in such a big operation!
Even if they were unlucky and got caught, there would be a fifty thousand annual subsidy!
Once people go mad, they are truly more terrifying than wild beasts.
Ye Yun had gone mad, and so had these people.
The resentment suppressed deep within their hearts, untold to outsiders, erupted like a volcano, venting completely!
They scrambled to get a kick in.
This also terrified the curious onlookers in the vicinity, their faces turning ashen.
After all, no one wanted to be caught in the crossfire.
But once the herd effect sets in, the consequences are dire.
After all, Zhang Wencai had only brought about ten people.
At most, thirty to fifty people could get a kick in, so what about the rest?
"Want to fight? Can't squeeze in."
But so what?
In front of the now red-eyed thugs, there were still objects of destruction.
The cars that Zhang Wencai and his group had driven were smashed fiercely.
Especially Ma Lan's Porsche, which became the target of everyone's attention.
The windshield cracked like a spiderweb, and a large dent appeared in the door.
The lenses of the headlights and taillights were shattered, scattered everywhere.
The rearview mirror was smashed and hung precariously in mid-air, swaying loosely.
The people Zhang Wencai brought hadn't not tried to resist.
However, a single fist cannot defeat four hands, and they could only cover their heads and flee.
Ma Lan watched the roaring crowd, realizing she had provoked someone she shouldn't have.
As Zhang Wencai was being beaten, her heart was filled with extreme regret.
Why had she married such a cursed shrew?
Such a small matter as sending their son to school could trigger such a terrifying chain reaction.
"Ah~"
Screams echoed endlessly, filling the entire street.
About five minutes later, the piercing sound of police sirens caused the red-eyed individuals at the scene to gradually regain their senses.
They immediately scattered like startled birds and beasts, and the police officers moved in to suppress and arrest them...
...
The news of the principal of Chengdong First Primary School being beaten on the street spread like a storm throughout Jinling!
Countless videos from the scene flooded people's WeChat Moments, colleague groups, work groups, and family groups like a deluge.
Even though some had stepped forward to try and curb the spread, their efforts were largely in vain.
In this era, a quick snap on a phone could be uploaded to WeChat Moments or Douyin short videos.
The spectacular vans, the surging crowds, the colorful scene on the street.
The street thugs climbing onto the roofs of the cars and shouting curses.
And a group of people rushing forward to smash several cars.
Each scene, like raw desire, stimulated everyone who saw the videos, igniting the deepest excitement within them.
Of course, some timid individuals, upon seeing this, turned pale and their disgust for the thugs intensified.
Along with this, all sorts of rumors began to fly.
"A real-life Young and Dangerous, two sides fighting on the street!"
"At the scene, a few photos were incredibly stimulating!"
"Was this video shot on a landline? It's so blurry! I was at the scene, a crowd was yelling and charging forward, and those who couldn't get in started smashing cars!"
"Awesome!"
"Anyone knowledgeable can introduce us, what exactly happened!"
"I heard that the man in the video, apparently, his mistress was slept with by the guy on the other side, and they arranged a fight in a fit of rage!"
"Nonsense! I heard it was two men fighting over a fat woman!"
"Ugh~ They're into tanks? Damn, press F to enter the tank?"
"Bullshit! Don't talk nonsense! I was nearby at the time, it was because that fat woman instigated her dog to bite people, and it bit the daughter of a big shot, the mysterious person in the video!"
"Damn it, what year was this video shot? It's so blurry you can't see the person's face! I was also at the scene, and I heard someone shout, 'Those who go in get fifty thousand a year!'"
"That's right, that's right. That person seems to be called Young Master Ye, have you heard of him?"
"Young Master Ye, I heard he's the young master of a prominent family in Shangjing, his grandfather..."
In an instant, rumors were flying everywhere!