Chapter 43: 043 I usually don’t drive fast Chapter 43: 043 I usually don’t drive fast Dai Fang still harbored resentment against Hua Mi for breaking her finger. Although, under Qin Ziran’s special instructions, her finger had been set back in place by medical staff, it was no longer as flexible as before.
This finger was as good as useless.
Thinking of this, her hatred for Hua Mi—this heartless, ungrateful, malicious, and pretentious woman—grew even deeper.
Hua Mi raised an eyebrow, crossed her arms, her fox-like eyes flashing with a dangerous gleam,
“Oh, so you’re here with people planning to just clear us out? Is this also directly ordered by Qin Ziran?”
The medical staff below didn’t know anything; they were just following management orders.
Hua Mi had no objections to clearing the emergency area of people to make room for more urgent cases.
She was still in a reasonable state of mind.
She just felt it was unfair for Cao Feng and Tang You.
As long as Dai Fang didn’t continue courting death, Hua Mi wouldn’t go berserk.
But it seemed as if Dai Fang had left her brain at home today, relishing in her thoughts of revenge,
“Of course, it’s your boyfriend’s orders. Your boyfriend said, all the burdens must be cleared out! I see you’re doing fine, so don’t hog the bed here anymore, and I won’t let someone like you stay here either.”
Hua Mi corrected Dai Fang once again, then continued,
“Right, I’m fine, but it’s raining outside. Are you just clearing out the conscious and the dying ? Have you arranged where we’re supposed to go next?”
Hua Mi’s anger level +1.
Dai Fang, standing opposite her, had a face full of schadenfreude,
“I don’t care where you go. What does it matter if it’s raining outside? We only follow Mr. Qin’s orders. If we’re told to make you leave, you’ll leave. Those destined to die will still die, and those who aren’t will live no matter what.”
Hua Mi’s anger level +2.
Her voice grew colder,
“So you mean to say, throw us out and leave us to fate, right?”
Doesn’t Dai Fang have ears? Can’t she hear the curses from so many people? Making room in the beds is one thing.
But this is not the way to do things.
Clearly, bottom-rung management who got in through the back door isn’t very professional.
Dai Fang, looking smug, said,
“That’s about the gist of it. I know you don’t want to leave, don’t want to get lost, huh? If you don’t want to, kneel down and beg me, beg me to break another one of your fingers.”
Hua Mi pursed her lips, her anger level +3, +4, +5… quickly climbing!
She narrowed her bright fox-like eyes, shielding the icy sharp light within,
Meanwhile, Dai Fang kept trying to provoke Hua Mi,
“Tsks, angry, are you? Well, if you can, bite me—if you’re told to leave, did you hear that?”
She took pleasure in humiliating Hua Mi, remembering clearly how Hua Mi had humiliated her in the past.
Now, in her eyes, Hua Mi was meat on a chopping board, hers to chop as she pleased.
Ye Rong, who came out, couldn’t stand it and intervened,
“Hey, you, the manager, speak with a bit more politeness. At a time , nobody’s going to listen to you unconditionally.”
Someone else who couldn’t watch anymore spoke up,
“Settle our destination, give us medicine, and I promise not to stick around. Who the hell wants to stay here?”
Dai Fang couldn’t be bothered with these nobodies around her and reached out to push Hua Mi’s shoulder,
“Your boyfriend won’t care for you anymore. Even if you linger here, he won’t give a damn.”
Qin Ziran had instructed that if anyone refused to leave, they were allowed to use force.
Damn it, things are about to get real today.
Hua Mi dodged Dai Fang’s pushing hand and slapped her across the face,
“I’ve said it before, he’s an ex-boyfriend!”
Looking at Dai Fang’s face twisted to the other side, with several teeth shattered, Hua Mi added,
“Have I not also said to settle our living arrangements properly? Would arranging this kill you?”
Dai Fang was struck dumb by Hua Mi’s slap.
She covered her swelling face, glaring at Hua Mi,
“Why did you hit me?”
“Hit you? Do I need to pick a special day to hit you?”
Hua Mi delivered another slap, swelling the other side of Dai Fang’s face,
“Acting like a big shot with a little authority, you who climbed up through the back door, with no professionalism, treating human lives as nothing—I’m letting you off easy by just hitting you.”
Before the words even died away, the already enraged Hua Mi drove her knee into Dai Fang’s stomach,
“All of you who can’t move on your own, whether you send someone to carry, lift, or support them, assist properly in the evacuation. Can’t you talk nicely instead of being so damn bossy?”
“Ah ah ah ah! She’s hitting people, she’s hitting people!”
Like a pig being slaughtered, Dai Fang began screaming. Her colleagues, several lower-level managers, had already seen Hua Mi strike.
A few men in sharp suits rushed out, pointing at Hua Mi and bellowing,
“Incredible, you actually dare to hit an administrator. Do you have any idea we belong to the Xiang City managerial class, we represent that class?”
“And the managerial class sends the likes of you to enforce, has their standard fallen so low these days?”
Hua Mi stepped back, reaching behind with her hand, and out of everyone’s sight, she pulled her Blood-dripping Steel rod from her level 7 storage.
Her face was a mask of ice cold fury as she pointed the steel rod at the surge of men approaching her, spitting out disdainfully,
“I normally don’t make a big scene, but when I do, none of you can handle the consequences.”
Before she finished speaking, she struck out with her steel rod, one blow to the head, dodging an attack from a suited man.
A second blow to the head, nimbly avoiding each person’s attack.
A third blow, still aimed at the head.
Every blow, intent on smashing someone to death.
Those who had seen her fight before, now remembering how she’d hit Dai Fang just moments ago…
Amitabha, Hua Mi had actually been merciful to Dai Fang.
Those hit on the head by the steel rod, they either fainted or were knocked out cold with heads bleeding.
In no time, a swath of lower-level managers lay on the ground, each of them stripped of the basic ability to struggle.
Remaining were Dai Fang and a few other managers fortunate enough to still be standing in the distance, shivering with fear and not daring to approach Hua Mi again.
The wounded facing clearance just watched Hua Mi standing there motionlessly, steel rod in hand, an expression on her face like a fox demon consumed by flames, with fox-like eyes, punctuating each word to Dai Fang,
“Come here, I’m going to beat you to death today!”
Dai Fang ran off crying.
Hua Mi, with the Blood-dripping Steel in hand, lifted her foot to give chase.
Cao Feng struggled to make his way through the crowd, bursting from between them, looking at Ah Fu, Ye Rong, and the Factory Director standing motionless ahead, as well as Ah Fu’s son and daughter—the latter yelled,
“What are you standing around for? Go help Sister Hua!”
“Help with what? Help her anymore, and we’ll have a dead body on our hands.”
The Factory Director turned around and supported the unsteady Cao Feng, saying worriedly,
“You’d better worry about yourself, your scab has cracked open again.”
Just as he was speaking, Hua Mi stepped over the fainted managers on the ground and charged past them; Cao Feng lunged forward, shouting,
“Sister Hua, murder is a crime!!!”