"What the fuck, Zhang Xiaoshan, you low-life, you dare to hit me?"
"Have you forgotten how I used to bully you back in school? Today I’ll give you a good reminder."
After receiving a slap in the face from Zhang Xiaoshan in front of the bank teller, this made Li Biao very ashamed. He stood up and threw a punch at Zhang Xiaoshan’s face.
But the outcome was obvious.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s foot flew up, beating Li Biao to the punch.
He viciously kicked Li Biao in the stomach, sending Li Fei flying a good distance away.
Li Biao clutched his stomach and wailed on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
"You, you dare to start a fight in the bank, you, I, I’m going to call the police, accuse you of robbery."
The bank teller was so frightened she turned pale. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Deserves a beating for running your mouth."
Zhang Xiaoshan was not the least bit afraid, and backhanded another slap across the bank teller’s face.
At this moment, Xu Xiaomeng was extremely excited inside.
Because she had always been the one bullied, always silently enduring all the unfair treatment. Finally, someone was willing to stand by her side, protect her. This feeling of rain after a long drought was something that others could never understand.
She looked up at Zhang Xiaoshan, her eyes brimming with tears.
"What happened here?"
At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a leader came down from the second floor.
This was Director Liu Jianshe from the credit union.
"Director Liu, this guy started hitting people in our hall. Look, my face, my face is swollen from his punches. You have to stand up for me."
The teller who had been hit immediately started sobbing her complaints.
Li Fei, lying on the ground, also wailed while clutching his stomach.
"Director Liu, this guy beat me up badly. He’s trying to rob us, you should call the police quickly."
Director Liu’s face was very grim.
"Young man, do you know what the consequences are for causing a scene in the credit union lobby?"
Zhang Xiaoshan boldly retorted.
"Your people leave work early and then insult customers at will, shouldn’t they be taught a lesson?"
"Is what he said true?"
Director Liu looked at the bank teller with an unfriendly expression.
"I, I..." The teller, feeling guilty, looked down.
Li Biao, on the other hand, became energized.
"Director Liu, don’t believe this kid’s nonsense. He and I were high school classmates. This kid is just a poor loser, he must be here to rob us. Look, he’s holding a big cloth bag, right? I bet what’s inside is explosives."
Suddenly, the customers in the hall scattered in panic.
Director Liu also panicked, pulling out his mobile phone to call the police.
"Brother Shan, I, I’m sorry. I’ve dragged you into trouble again." Xu Xiaomeng cried fearfully and apologetically.
Zhang Xiaoshan gently touched Xu Xiaomeng’s forehead.
"Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, no one can bully you."
At that moment, Xu Xiaomeng cried even harder.
Is this what it feels like to be cared for, to have a protector?
Just then, before Director Liu’s emergency call connected, he collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.
"Ah, someone’s dying."
The people, unaware of the true situation, screamed in confusion.
"Save me, call 120..."
Director Liu raised his hand with difficulty, seeking help.
Some called the police while others called for an ambulance.
"It’s no use, this is an acute myocardial infarction, the person will be gone long before the ambulance gets here."
Zhang Xiaoshan knelt beside Director Liu.
One hand checked Liu’s pulse, while the other pressed on his chest.
At that moment, his heart was beating very slowly, almost at a standstill.
"You damned kid, stop meddling, do you want to kill him?" The bank teller scolded Zhang Xiaoshan.
Li Biao wore a look of schadenfreude.
"Hmph, when Director Zhou dies in a minute, even if they don’t blame you, you won’t be able to clear yourself of responsibility."
Zhang Xiaoshan, however, continued pressing on Director Liu’s chest without saying a word.
He powerfully stimulated some key points on Director Liu’s body.
A few minutes later, Director Liu Jianshe, who had fallen into a coma and was half-dead, suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood. His pale face turned rosy, and then he stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened.
Director Zhou felt the state of his body, his face showing incredulity, and the onlookers were also silently impressed.
The teller and Li Biao, who were waiting to enjoy the spectacle, were stunned.