295: Chapter 284 Playing the Hooligan 295: Chapter 284 Playing the Hooligan The group found a barbecue stand and, after ordering beer and skewers, they sat down to first enjoy some cold dishes.
Since there were more women present this time, Song Yun didn’t dare let them drink alcohol.
Handling one drunk woman was manageable, but if all four started getting rowdy, it would be a disaster.
So he ordered fruit juice for the ladies instead.
Song Yun and Mao Shan had their drinks and chatted on one side while Li Yueyue looked on enviously, bombarding Qingluan and Xiao Qing with questions about the Martial World.
That left Liu Ran with nothing to do.
She was of a quiet disposition, extremely shy, and if someone teased her a bit, she’d blush like a drunkard.
Her soft, gentle voice was exceptionally endearing.
Before Song Yun had a chance to tease her, an unpleasant voice came from nearby.
Song Yun set down his glass and saw that his younger sister-in-law, Li Yueyue, had accidentally bumped into someone when she stood up.
The middle-aged man who was bumped looked at Li Yueyue’s face and was taken aback.
The curse he was about to spit out was suppressed.
He sized up Li Yueyue, finding the girl to be an angel, lacking the sultry air of women who sought to climb the social ladder.
She exuded a faint fragrance, and especially her big eyes, like autumn water, seemed as though they could shed tears at any moment.
This amalgam of angel and demon overwhelmed him.
“Beauty, you bumped into me,” the middle-aged man said with a smile to Li Yueyue.
But Li Yueyue didn’t give him a glance and mumbled, “Uh, I’m really sorry, how much is your shirt, I’ll pay for it.”
“Ha ha ha, talking money is like being a stranger,” the middle-aged man laughed boisterously, saying to Li Yueyue, “I see you’re a young girl, it’s not easy.
My shirt is an international brand, you can’t afford it.”
Hearing the middle-aged man’s words made Li Yueyue feel uncomfortable.
The balding man in front of her was too arrogant.
The apology that had reached her throat was stuck.
She whispered something inaudibly and maneuvered around him, saying, “If that’s the case, then I’ll be leaving.”
Just as Li Yueyue sighed and brushed past the middle-aged man, he suddenly grabbed her hand.
As Li Yueyue was startled, he smiled with narrowed eyes and said, “Don’t hurry, beauty.
Although I don’t want you to pay for my shirt, it’s fate that brought us together today.
Let’s be friends.”
Li Yueyue struggled to free her hand, her face reddening as she hurriedly said, “I’m sorry, I don’t like making friends with strangers.”
“You look like you’re in college, beauty,” the middle-aged man continued.
“Having more friends means more paths.
If you become friends with me, just call me if you need anything in the future.” His tone turned displeased, his gaze on Li Yueyue predatory.
Li Yueyue wanted nothing more than to shake off his disgusting, fat hand, but the middle-aged man held on tight, slowly leaning towards her and threatening, “If you don’t go for a drink with me today, you won’t be able to leave here.”
Li Yueyue, no longer concerned with his threats, kicked vigorously at the middle-aged man’s ‘family jewels’ with her right leg.
A chorus of winces among the surrounding men echoed as if they could hear the sound of eggs cracking.
The middle-aged man now suffered a profound sorrow in his ‘eggs’.
He crouched down, clutching his abdomen, emitting a whimper like a dying puppy.
Li Yueyue swallowed, wondering if she had kicked him to death.
As she patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, a man with glasses carrying a briefcase approached from afar.
The newcomer saw the middle-aged man squatting on the ground, his face changed drastically.
He hurriedly helped the man to a vacant seat nearby, asking affectionately, “Secretary Liu, are you alright?”
The middle-aged man glared at Li Yueyue and said to Vice District Chief Li, “It was this wench who kicked me.
I want her begging for life but unable to beg for death tonight.”
Vice District Chief Li glanced at Li Yueyue and raised his hand, apparently to slap her.
Just when it was centimeters from her face, it stopped—not because Vice District Chief Li had a change of heart, but because someone had grabbed his hand.
He turned to look and found his hand was held by a casually dressed young man, smoking a cigarette.
So he shouted, “Let go of my hand, boy, or I’ll have you thrown into the police station.”
The man holding his hand was Song Yun.
He kicked against Xiao Li’s leg and sent him tumbling back into a chair.
Song Yun then performed a backward somersault, and with a flick of the tablecloth, the tableful of dishes, yet to be served, smashed to the ground.
The nearby crowd, already watching the quarrel, now fell silent, their eyes on the scene.
“What do you think you’re doing, indulging in such low acts?
It’s disgraceful,” Song Yun said with contempt, crushing out his cigarette.
Having seen enough, Song Yun didn’t intend to tangle further with the other party, but Secretary Liu had climbed up from his chair and was pointing and shouting at Song Yun, “Get lost, or I’ll have the police jail you for a few days.”
Uncertain whether Secretary Liu was all bluster or actually could summon people from the municipal bureau, he began cursing and dialed his phone in earnest.
Now there was a quiet murmur among the patrons at the barbecue stand.
Unfortunately, the owner had gone out for supplies, and the absence made the servers anxious.
Several surrounded Secretary Liu, entreating him, while others tried to coax Song Yun back to his seat, all sweating profusely.
Just then, several uniformed officers wandered in, seeming only to stop by accident, chatting and laughing until they sensed the tension.
Recognizing Song Yun and Secretary Liu, they quickly grasped the situation and approached.
“What’s going on here?”
Secretary Liu, who had been on the phone, brightened at the sight of the four officers.
He waved at the policemen, saying, “Comrades, I am Secretary Tian’s secretary.
My surname is Liu.
I also have connections with Director Wang of your municipal bureau.
This thug here first hit me and then attacked the vice district chief.
You must enforce the law impartially.”
The officers, seeing Vice District Chief Li on the ground and glimpsing Song Yun calmly smoking to one side, felt a sense of recognition.
The leader broke out in a cold sweat, realizing this man was the same one who had led the municipal police basketball team to victory last time.
Merely a low-ranking officer, he dared not offend Song Yun.
So he led the other three away quickly, leaving Secretary Liu staring bewilderedly at their retreating figures.