C289 After Completing the Mission You will be Rewarded with the Moor Water Manor!

"Brother Shu, have mercy on me. I swear I'll never do it again. Please, no more hitting!" Qian Daloong was in agony from the beating.

He had never been through anything like this in his life.

He broke down, pleading for mercy.

Despite his pleas, Wang Chengshu didn't let up. He delivered a few more kicks before finally stopping.

Spitting disdainfully, he barked, "Get out of my sight!"

Qian Daloong scrambled to the roadside, crouching there and casting a forlorn look towards Wang Chengshu.

He kept silent.

Surrounding him were numerous street toughs.

All of them were Wang Chengshu's underlings.

They watched their boss with astonishment.

None of them had expected their leader to side with an adversary to rough up an employer.

In the crowd, some had previously joined Wang Chengshu in confronting Lin Dong.

Now, they recognized Lin Dong with a start!

In the earlier commotion, they hadn't paid close attention.

Upon recognizing Lin Dong, those who had once faced him with Wang Chengshu murmured among themselves.

Curious onlookers inquired about the situation.

The story of what had transpired was shared.

Learning that Lin Dong had taken on Wang Chengshu and his gang single-handedly, leaving them all, including Wang Chengshu, severely injured, sent a wave of shock through the crowd.

If this was true, Lin Dong's fighting prowess was frighteningly impressive!

With their current numbers, they doubted they could take him on.

At that moment, the society's gaze shifted from contempt to wary respect for Lin Dong.

Nobody wanted to end up with broken bones and torn ligaments.

After dealing with Qian Daloong, Wang Chengshu allowed him to sit to the side.

Then, he jogged over to Lin Dong, bowing and scraping. "Dong, I've given that guy a lesson. Does that meet your approval?"

Lin Dong gave a slight nod.

Hands in his pockets, he walked deliberately forward.

Wang Chengshu trailed behind him.

Approaching Qian Daloong, Lin Dong glanced down and asked indifferently, "How are you feeling now, Qian Daloong?"

He felt no sympathy for Qian Daloong.

This man, on the basis of unfounded suspicions, had rallied so many against him. Without the system's assistance, he would have been an ordinary person, likely the one suffering a beating right now.

Qian Daloong was merely reaping what he had sown. He got what he deserved!

Qian Daloong's arms tensed suddenly.

He clenched his teeth and glared at Lin Dong.

Even though Wang Chengshu had just given him a thorough beating, he still couldn't accept Lin Dong's superiority.

Lin Dong now addressed him with the air of a conqueror.

That was the very scenario Qian Daloong had once imagined for himself, but it had been turned on its head, with Lin Dong at the center, leaving him seething with frustration.

Yet, he dared not make a single rash move.

He feared another beating from Wang Chengshu.

The agony he had just experienced was not something he wished to endure again.

Seeing Qian Daloong's silence, Wang Chengshu stepped forward and delivered a brutal kick, snarling, "Dong asked you a question. Are you deaf or dumb?"

Wang Chengshu, hardened by his background in the rough-and-tumble world of street fighting, was ruthless. His kick sent Qian Daloong sprawling to the ground.

That kick also crushed the last vestiges of Qian Daloong's pride.

He knelt weakly on the ground, nodding vigorously. "I was wrong, Dong. I won't dare do it again," he pleaded.

His submission halted Wang Chengshu's impending violence, sparing him from further punishment.

Wang Chengshu turned to Lin Dong with an ingratiating grin. "Dong, you decide how we handle this guy. Just say the word, and I'll take care of it—hands or feet, whatever you want."

His words sent a shiver through Qian Daloong's shoulders.

Qian Daloong's face was etched with fear as he looked towards Lin Dong.

He had realized that Lin Dong was the one who held sway over his fate.

He didn't want to be hit again.

Under his fearful gaze, Lin Dong said, "Let it go, we're all classmates. There's no need to sour our relationship like this."

Just as Qian Daloong let out a sigh of relief, Lin Dong's next words made his heart clench once more.

Lin Dong coolly stated, "A dozen slaps should suffice as a lesson."

"Got it, Dong. I'll handle this. You can count on me to take care of it properly," Wang Chengshu promptly responded.

As long as Lin Dong didn't provoke him, Wang Chengshu was indifferent to the prospect of alienating a financier like Qian Daloong.

Besides, slapping someone else was hardly a challenge compared to taking a hit himself.

Lin Dong gave a nod of approval.

Hands in his pockets, he started back on the path he had arrived by, his stride as unhurried and serene as when he had first appeared.

Meanwhile, Qian Daloong's state of mind had shifted dramatically.

His eyes betrayed a mix of panic and fear.

He had intended to lay a trap here, luring Lin Dong in for a severe beating as punishment.

If he could, he would have broken Lin Dong's limbs, rendering him bedridden for life, just like the other boys Qian Daloong had dealt with who got too close to Jiang Keke.

But his plan had backfired spectacularly.

The thugs he had recruited were unexpectedly deferential to Lin Dong, treating him with the respect due to a younger brother.

His gamble had turned into a spectacular loss.

Now, he found himself the one trapped and cornered.

Wang Chengshu positioned himself in front of Qian Daloong, flanked by his burly henchmen who closed in from all sides.

The boys who had accompanied Qian Daloong now retreated in fear, clustering close to him for protection.

Two of them, less able to cope with the stress, were so intimidated by the menacing crowd that they wet themselves.

Their companions offered no ridicule.

They had all come with the intention of leveraging the gangsters' clout to discipline Lin Dong and savor the thrill of dominance.

But the tables had turned, and they were now the ones facing a beatdown.

In that moment, fear gripped the boys.

Their eyes turned to Qian Daloong, whose ashen face mirrored their own terror.

Qian Daloong was utterly petrified.

As the thugs approached, he sprang to his feet and yelled in terror.

"What do you want!? My father is incredibly wealthy!"

"Stay back!"

"Don't come any closer, I can pay you—100,000, 500,000, a million..."

Qian Daloong desperately blurted out his last-ditch offers.

But his pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Hit him!"

Wang Chengshu commanded.

The gangsters encircling them sprang into action.

They swung their steel pipes and fists at the students, with Qian Daloong as their primary target.

Meanwhile, Qian Daloong was dragged out, and Wang Chengshu took matters into his own hands, delivering a flurry of slaps to his face.

"Smack, smack, smack..."

The sound of the slaps interspersed with screams of agony reverberated through the deserted streets.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the random task. You have been awarded a Moor Water Manor!"

The voice of the system announced.

The reward was issued!