Chapter 2

Everyone around us rushed in. The old woman waved her hand and led the charge, and when she saw the bikes inside the shop, she roared, “My son is in a vegetative state, and the hospital charges twenty or thirty thousand a day. Take everything out of his shop!”

The second her words fell, everyone rushed forward, and I quickly told the workers to stop them.

These were all custom orders from customers, and each one was worth well over $10,000. If even one got damaged, none of these people could afford it.

But the old woman didn’t care at all. “Take them away to pay the debt! My son’s medical bills are counting on this!”

I was so furious I nearly exploded. The workers could protect one bike, but not the others. Seeing that, I grabbed the wrench beside me and smashed it against the display rack!

Bang! A deafening crash!

Everyone stopped.

I stood there, my face covered in blood, my expression dark and dangerous.

“If any of you touch my bikes, I’ll fight you to the death and drag you down with me!”

“Don’t believe me? Try it!”

I shouted coldly, the blood on my face making me look vicious enough to scare people half to death.

A flash of fear crossed the old woman’s face. I stepped forward, and she kept backing away.

“You… what are you going to do? I’m telling you, if you come any closer, I won’t be polite!”

I gave a cold laugh, and she turned pale with fright.

“Old lady, whether your son actually bought his bike from me is still up in the air. Even if he did, why should I, a guy who sells bikes, care whether he lives or dies?”

“How your son ended up in a vegetative state, I’ll leave that to the police, but today—”

I looked around. “Whoever dares touch my bikes, even if you sell yourselves, you still couldn’t pay for them! Don’t believe me? Try it!”

My ferocious look forced them all to step back two paces, exchanging uneasy glances.

At that point, everyone turned to the old woman. She was all bark and no bite. “Don’t listen to him. He’s guilty. Just haul the bikes away!”

I couldn’t help but laugh coldly. “Go ahead and drag them away. Let them try. I’ve got cameras everywhere. Once you step inside, that’s breaking and entering and robbery, and the amount involved is huge. Add intentional injury on top of that, and you’re looking at more than ten years in prison!”

Immediately, none of them dared move forward.

The old woman was anxious out of her mind and was about to keep arguing when the police arrived, and I finally let out a breath.

“What happened? Who called the police?”

“Officer!” The old woman dropped to her knees at once. “You have to stand up for me! My son got into an accident after buying a motorcycle from them!”

“He even threatened us, saying that if we came here to demand an explanation, it would count as trespassing and robbery!”

The officer hurried over to help her up. “Ma’am, please get up first. We’ll investigate everything clearly.”

Then he turned to look at me, and I said nothing else and just handed over the surveillance footage.

“They’re making trouble for no reason and extorting me. I want a medical exam for my injuries!”

When they saw the footage of the old woman opening my head with a single blow, the officer looked at her in disbelief.

“Officer, I’m dizzy.”

After saying that, I couldn’t hold on anymore and passed out on the spot!

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital, with a bandage wrapped around my head and my vision spinning.

As soon as I woke up, the police happened to come in to take my statement, and I also requested an injury evaluation.

“The other side insists that you be held responsible for Liang Donghai’s injuries.”

“As far as we know, he came to buy the 820 model from you half a month ago.”

“During a late-night street race, he took a turn too fast, lost control, flipped over, and passed out on the spot. He was taken to the hospital and ended up in a vegetative state.”

I looked at him in confusion. “What does that have to do with me? Every bike that leaves my shop has a quality inspection report, and it passes fully. If it was the rider’s own fault, how can they pin that on me?”

I had an employee send over the original order slip. “Look, the order number they produced was under the name Zhang Liang, and the ID was Zhang Liang’s too. I don’t even know this Liang Donghai!”