CHAPTER 611: CHAPTER 511: SENTENCED TO DEATH

Seeing Qin Wan’er head into the kitchen to serve rice, Qin Yi beckoned, "Wenhao, I need you to do something else for me."

Zhang Wenhao leaned forward, "Mr. Qin, whatever you say."

"Wan’er is learning to drive recently. There’s an examiner for Section Three named Zhao Feiwu, who has been giving her a hard time because she didn’t bribe him. Check it out for me."

"What? How dare he trouble Miss Qin." Zhang Wenhao’s eyes turned fierce, and with a thuggish look, he said, "Don’t worry, Mr. Qin. I’ll arrange to wipe out his family right away, make sure they don’t see the sunrise tomorrow."

Qin Yi’s mouth twitched; this brute always wants to kill someone’s entire family at the drop of a hat.

"First, investigate and decide based on the situation. This man has a record of misconduct. If he’s truly deplorable, then deal with it. If it’s just harassment and accepting bribes, not deserving death, teach him a lesson to let him lie in a hospital bed for a while."

"Alright, Mr. Qin, rest assured, I’ll get someone to investigate immediately."

"Remember, don’t let Wan’er and the others find out about this."

Zhang Wenhao quickly nodded.

After chatting with Qin Yi for a while, they stood up to leave. After all, Liu Zhanyuan had guaranteed with a pat on his chest that Tiger Roar Mountain would be completed within three days. Time was tight and couldn’t be delayed.

At noon, Zhang Wenhao called.

"Mr. Qin, Zhao Feiwu has been thoroughly investigated. This guy is really a scumbag. It’s common for him to take advantage of female trainees, not to mention he even caused someone’s death."

"Huh?" Qin Yi frowned, "What’s going on?"

"A year ago, a woman couldn’t pass the exam because she didn’t bribe Zhao Feiwu. In the end, with no choice left, not only did she bribe him, but she was also coerced to use her body as a bargaining chip. Her husband found out and couldn’t bear the humiliation, so he jumped off a building."

"The woman couldn’t bear the humiliation from relatives and friends either, so she committed suicide by taking poison."

"Although Zhao Feiwu didn’t kill anyone with his own hands, he was directly involved."

An icy glint flashed in Qin Yi’s eyes as he coldly said, "A mere examiner caused the deaths of two people. It’s up to you, handle it as you see fit."

"Understood."

Zhang Wenhao understood that Qin Yi’s words were effectively handing down a death sentence to Zhao Changwu.

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As night fell, neon lights flickered, dyeing the entire city in a myriad of colors.

That’s when life began.

On bar street, the gleaming neon lights were even more dazzling. Men and women dressed in skimpy outfits flocked to the bar entrances.

A white Volkswagen sedan stopped at the entrance of the Night Bar.

The car door opened, and out came a short and stocky middle-aged man, looking sleazy, with a flat nose, wide mouth, and small eyes resembling a toad, his face like a freshly steamed sweet potato that fell to the ground, and was stepped on by a kid in cleats, more tragic than a highway car crash scene.

This man was undoubtedly someone who had been exposed to the sun for too long, with rough and dark skin. His outfit was a fashion disaster, wearing tight red pants with white leather shoes, which made his legs look even shorter. On top, he wore a green T-shirt. Truly, red and green, a sight unsightly.

This person was Zhao Feiwu.

This guy had no sense of embarrassment and felt quite good about himself. He stroked his few curly, sparse hairs. One might think they were pubic hair growing in the wrong place. He used two bottles of hair gel before coming, making it look like a cow had licked his head.

Zhao Feiwu’s beady eyes shone green as they continuously darted around the young, pretty girls passing by.

Fortunately, he had a bit of self-awareness, knowing these girls weren’t within his reach. Besides, the woman he had was even prettier.

Zhao Feiwu went to the passenger seat, trying to display some gentlemanly behavior by opening the car door for the woman inside. But the woman got out first.

The woman was in her twenties, with a beautiful face and a hot figure, wearing a low-cut dress, standing a head taller than Zhao Feiwu.

Zhao Feiwu gulped involuntarily, feeling lucky to have such a beauty throwing herself at him. The woman was named Zhang Minmin, introduced by a friend, saying she needed help with the Section Three exam.

Zhao Feiwu hadn’t seen many pretty women before; when he first saw Zhang Minmin, she seemed like a heavenly maiden. He never expected her to take the initiative to ask him out.

This is what you call a woman. He thought of his shrewish wife at home, five feet tall, two hundred pounds, with arms thicker than his thighs, a slap-worth of hair on her face, resembling Zhang Fei. One wrong word, and she’d hit him with a combo, often leaving him bruised and battered. Last night, he was a moment late pouring water for his shrewish wife, and got slapped several times, leaving his face burning.

Zhao Feiwu was the kind of man whose dad died, and mom remarried, with a very tough life. It made him somewhat psychologically twisted, often using the little power he had to torment trainees during exams, as it gave him a sense of control over others.

"Big Brother Zhao, do you like this place?"

Zhao Minmin stepped forward and hugged Zhao Feiwu’s arm, but she was too tall, so the ordinary gesture looked quite peculiar.

Zhao Feiwu felt like he was floating, trembling with excitement like he had Parkinson’s... He never dreamed that such a beauty would one day take the initiative to hold him.

"Big Brother Zhao, shall we go in?"

"Sure." Zhao Feiwu inhaled the perfume on the woman beside him, feeling euphoric.

However, he didn’t notice the disgust in Zhang Minmin’s eyes, thinking it was ridiculous for this man to wear perfume too, which smelled like a dog’s foul breath, making her want to retch.

Their pairing of beauty and the beast attracted many looks.

Zhao Feiwu walked with his head held high and chest out, proudly surveying the surroundings, believing he was handsomely charming, as if all women’s hearts had been captured by his unmatched elegance.

Zhang Minmin had already reserved a spot, and the two sat down, led by a waiter.

Zhao Feiwu, like a bumpkin, looked around. This place was too upscale; it was his first time here.

"Big Brother Zhao, order whatever you like." Zhang Minmin generously said.

Zhao Feiwu looked at the drinks menu on the tablet held by the waiter. Except for the beer, most were in a foreign language, and he couldn’t recognize any of it. But looking at the prices made his neck shrink like a turtle. Yet, wanting to impress the beauty, he pretended to be casual, "You decide, anything will do for me."

"Then I’ll order," Zhang Minmin said, casually ordering a bottle of Jägermeister and a few cans of Red Bull from the waiter.

Jägermeister is mostly counterfeit, with few genuine bottles. They cost tens of yuan in stock, sold for five to six hundred at regular bars, and over two thousand here.

Soon, the drinks arrived. Zhang Minmin poured two glasses, raised one, gave a sultry look, and softly said, "Big Brother Zhao, people depend on you for the Section Three exam in a few days."

Zhao Changwu, feeling his bones melt, pounded his chest in assurance, "Don’t worry, leave everything to Big Brother Zhao."