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ntranslator: baumkuchen editor: serefina, glitterypanda

nHe Changsheng looked around.

nNearby was a house under renovation, with bricks and long wooden planks. Everything needed was available.

nThe current circumstances were completely unlike with Dong Ge’s one versus four in the bathroom in the beginning. Their opponents were all big and tall adults. There were about six or seven people, while they had only three. Adding on the fact that there were too many tools here, if they really got into a fight, they would definitely get hurt.

nAbove all, at this juncture, they had a competition in just a few months.

nEven though He Changsheng was an upright person, that didn’t mean he would try to do something beyond his capabilities.

nHe knew that their only plan was to run.

nWhat made him feel thankful was that Dong Ge was probably equally aware of his own strength.

nInstead of looking for trouble, he simply dusted the gravel off his clothes in silence and staggered to his feet.

nWho knew that when that fatty saw him get up, he would suddenly move his leg in for a kick, just so happening to kick him straight in the stomach.

nThis kick truly wasn’t light, making Dong Ge roll a few meters away.

nSeeing that the time was ripe, Lou Sifan pushed the fatty away and shouted loudly, “Quick, run!!”

nDong Ge’s reaction was extremely quick. Ignoring the pain, he grabbed onto the sleeve of the hand He Changsheng had reached out to him, turned, and ran back the way they came.

n061 asked the same question for the thirty-sixth time, his tone already holding a bit of indescribable anxiety, “Do you need my help?!”

nChi Xiaochi replied to him for the thirty-sixth time, “Wait.”

n061’s heart hurt so much for him he was trembling. “You’re hurt! You have a soft tissue contusion……”

nPressing against his painful injury, Chi Xiaochi continued to hurry forwards, limping. “I noticed.”

nAs he spoke, he listened for movement from behind them.

n……Those people hadn’t caught up.

nAnd Lou Sifan hadn’t followed either.

nWhen his nose was struck by a fist, Lou Sifan’s entire person wasn’t able to react, forced to bend over by the eye-watering ache.

nHe had originally been planning to circle around behind them after pushing the fatty away and find a spot to hide. When they went off to catch Dong Ge, he would pass through these alleyways he had long become familiar with, find Changsheng and act out a rescue scene from a drama.

nHe hadn’t thought that the fatty would actually catch him, chuckle, and following that, punch him in the face.

nLou Sifan clutched his clearly dislocated nose, the pain hard to bear. “What are you doing?”

nNo one answered his question.

nHe was kicked to the ground by someone, and a storm of punches and kicks rained down on his body.

nHe was like a sandbag, punched voiceless by endless fists.

nAfter a few tens of seconds of siege, the punches and kicks disappeared at the same time.

nEveryone dispersed, and when Lou Sifan, his face covered in dirt and gravel, opened his blurry eyes, he watched with wide eyes as the leader, the fatty, picked out a piece of wood about the same size as his arm out of a stack.

nNo, this wasn’t right……

nThey must have gotten something wrong……

nLou Sifan began to screech, “Let me go! I’m——”

nThe fatty didn’t let him finish his self-introduction.

nWith a whoosh as it sliced through the air, the stick smashed into Lou Sifan’s knee.

nAt that moment, Lou Sifan couldn’t even scream. His mouth fell open and he collapsed, his face covered in dirt and tears.

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nMeanwhile, the He Changsheng who had mindlessly followed Dong Ge out of the alley finally realised after running for almost one hundred metres that Lou Sifan hadn’t followed.

nHe stopped.

nJust as he turned his head, a miserable scream ran over He Changsheng’s nerves like the wheels of a truck.

nHe Changsheng’s eyes widened.

nIn the next second, he turned, ready to run back.

nDong Ge grabbed hold of him. “What are you doing?”

nHe Changsheng was so panicked that he sounded on the verge of tears. “Lou-ge! Lou-ge didn’t come out with us!!”

nDong Ge was stunned stiff, as if he’d only just realised. He took a few deep breaths, grabbed He Changsheng’s hands in a firm hold, bent down and picked up two bricks from a corner of the wall on one side, and placed one into He Changsheng’s hand. “Together.”

n061 panicked. “What are you doing?”

nChi Xiaochi didn’t respond, simply moving his neck slightly.

n061, “……” Damn it!

nJust as the two dazed teens wielding bricks were about to rush back, a figure ran out from around the corner, grabbing hold of them with each hand. “Dong Ge! Changsheng!”

nLooking back, Dong Ge couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment. “Uncle?”

nThe person who came was Dong Feihong.

nSeeing the huge footprint on Dong Ge’s body, he said, panicked, “What happened? Your mother told me to come pick you up. Just now, I heard——”

nHe Changsheng was shaking uncontrollably. “Uncle, something happened. Lou-ge’s in trouble.”

nDong Feihong said, “I’ll go take a look.”

nDong Ge reached out and grabbed his hand, his expression becoming tense. “They have a lot of people.”

nDong Feihong simply said, “I’m always here for you.”

nHe turned his gaze to He Changsheng. That pair of forever-gentle eyes were currently filled with a cold light. He ordered, “You two stay here. Don’t move, and don’t look for trouble. Call the police immediately.”

nThen, he turned and ran with long strides towards the area where the scream had come from.

nOut of Dong Ge’s sight, Dong Feihong’s eyes darkened.

nHe rolled his neck slightly, letting out a few sharp cracks.

nRight as the two dialed the police, they heard another heartrending howl come from the same direction.

nBoth He Changsheng and the operator on the other end of the line were shaken.

nBut fortunately, that voice was neither Dong Feihong’s, and nor was it Lou Sifan’s.

nFollowing closely after that was another scream.

nHearing these sounds, the operator realised the severity of the situation. After getting the location of the fight, they immediately informed the on-duty officers.

nIn that short, one-minute call, a total of seven screams came from that alley.

nThe moment he put down the phone, He Changsheng couldn’t suppress his worries any longer. He threw down the brick in his hand and rushed straight back.

nDong Ge followed closely after him.

nWhen the two returned to the little alley, they couldn’t help but draw in a sharp intake of cold breath.

nAll seven of the people who had surrounded them had all fallen to the ground, each of them with an incredibly obvious broken bone, each crying and wailing uncontrollably.

nThe fatty who had just been showing off his physical strength was now a twitching mountain of flesh, dragging along his broken leg as he inched back in fear.

nWhile Dong Feihong was moving closer to him step by step, his features filled with a bone-chilling coldness.

nThe fatty’s eyes were red and swollen, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, pleads for mercy flowing out of his mouth, “Big Bro, dage, spare me, please. Spare me, I won’t dare to ever……”

nDong Feihong turned and asked Dong Ge, “Dong Ge, were they the ones who bullied you?”

nUpon hearing this name, the fatty’s eyes bulged as if he had seen a ghost. His chest rose, expanding, and the flesh on his face trembled uncontrollably. “Dong Ge? Dong Ge…… He’s Dong Ge?”

nDong Feihong’s eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

nThen, he sensed something wrong. “You guys were specifically looking for Dong Ge? You guys did this on purpose?”

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nBefore the fatty could even open his mouth, Dong Feihong swung his fist, slamming it into the wall right next to the fatty’s left ear.

nThe fatty clearly heard the sound of the fragments of stone falling to the ground, as well as Dong Feihong’s low voice, “Speak.”

nThe fatty didn’t dare to imagine what it would be like if such a punch landed on his head. He immediately confessed everything in a half-shout, half-sob, “It was Dage…… It was Lou Siyun! Lou Sifan’s older cousin told us to come and beat up Dong Ge, he wanted his leg! It wasn’t us who wanted to do this! ……”

nHe Changsheng, who had just run to Lou Sifan’s side and squatted down, preparing to check on his injuries, froze.

nHe turned his gaze stiffly towards the unconscious Lou Sifan. His lips began to tremble slightly.

nDong Feihong found something wrong with this. He asked forcefully “Then how did you guys get the wrong person?”

nAn hour later.

nIn the public security bureau’s infirmary, 061 asked the already patched-up Chi Xiaochi the same question.

n“How did they get the wrong person?”

nChi Xiaochi carefully pulled off his coat. “Why wouldn’t they.”

n061 fell silent. “……You already knew?”

nChi Xiaochi said, “There were too many flaws. The location of the KTV and the time he chose for us to go for karaoke, both weren’t quite right.”

n061 remembered.

nThe night before, after receiving the WeChat message from Lou Sifan saying that he had booked the KTV, Chi Xiaochi had casually looked up the KTV’s specific location.

nChi Xiaochi pressed a hand to his stomach, recovering for a while. “I had you check Lou Sifan’s family background many times. I’ve long known what kind of societal connections he has.”

nThat was true, but 061 hadn’t thought that Chi Xiaochi would actually be able to remember the information he’d looked up such a long time ago this clearly.

nChi Xiaochi then said, “Those people were following us yesterday.”

n061 said, “……How did you notice?” Even he himself hadn’t noticed.

nChi Xiaochi said, “I’m a celebrity.”

n061, “……En?”

nChi Xiaochi said, “Even when I just go out to throw out my trash, there’ll be six or seven paparazzi following me.”

n061, “……” Understood.

n“When I realised something seemed wrong, I began to think up plans,” Chi Xiaochi said, “Given Lou Sifan’s personality, it would be impossible for him to personally make a move or to get someone he’s familiar with to do it, so as to avoid implicating himself. Since these people wouldn’t be familiar with us, then there would inevitably be gaps in their ability to recognise us.”

nAs he rubbed his wound, he asked in a lazy drawl, “Liu-laoshi, when you’re unfamiliar with a person, what’s the best way to identify them?”

n……Distinctive features, of course.

nRealisation came to 061 in a flash. “So, when you went to get a haircut yesterday……”

nChi Xiaochi nodded slightly. “After getting rid of my biggest distinctive feature, I then needed to change another feature.”

nAs he spoke, he stood up, walked over to the back of the chair, and picked up the jacket that had been draped over it.

n—— It was a reversible jacket.

nThe inside was a pale blue, and the outside was white, on it imprinted a dark footprint.

nChi Xiaochi draped his jacket over his arm, and said lightly, “Today, after Lou Sifan came into the house, I chose the clothes I was going to wear out according to the colour of his clothes.”

n061 sucked in a cold breath.

nHe remembered that Lou Sifan was wearing a dark blue coat today.

nIf one looked at it on its own, dark blue and light blue were extremely easy to distinguish between. However, under the dim glow of the streetlamps, one’s vision would be seriously affected.

nAnd in the KTV, when Chi Xiaochi put his jacket back on after taking it off, he had very naturally flipped it so the white side was facing outwards and shoved his cap into his carry-on bag.

nIn the eyes of that group of gangsters blocking the road, all three of them weren’t wearing hats, and since they’d lost the reference of “long hair”, then, one was clearly wearing red, another was clearly wearing white, and the last one was wearing blue. Who cared if it was dark blue or light blue?

nEven after asking up to this point, 061 still couldn’t help but ask another question, “What if he hadn’t planned on making a move? What if he was just listening to He Changsheng and trying to repair his relationship with you?”

nChi Xiaochi blinked. He asked, “Then I got a haircut, and changed my clothes. What did I lose?”

n061, “……”

nChi Xiaochi turned and looked out the glass window.

nUnder the bright corridor lights, He Changsheng sat alone on a plastic bench, casting a long shadow. With his head in his hands, he stared at the floor. It was unknown what he was thinking.

nChi Xiaochi said in a soft voice, “The one who has lost the most, is outside.”

n061 thought, the one who has lost the most is clearly in the hospital.

nAt that very moment, Dong Feihong was sitting in the interrogation room.

nThe injury report had just been sent over. The officer in charge of the investigation found it hard to hide his surprise. “They all only had one injury?”

nThe person sending the report also clicked his tongue in astonishment. “Each person only had one wound on their bodies, but they were all broken bones. The one who did this was both steady and precise.”

nThe legal definition of a heroic act or an act of self-defense was to stop once the danger was over. If they continued beating or killed their opponent after their opponent already lost their ability to resist, it would be considered excessive self-defense.

nYet in this case where he had ruthlessly taken down his enemies with one blow, no one would be able to say that the person beating them had committed excessive self-defense. It could only be considered a heroic act.

nThe officer and his coworker walked back into the interrogation room, sat down across from Dong Feihong, and examined Dong Feihong’s face.

nSuch a refined, gentle-looking person……

nAfter asking his name, age, and gender as protocol dictated, he asked, “Your occupation?”

nDong Feihong replied politely, “Mangaka.”

nThe author has something to say:

nOfficer: What manga are you drawing?

nUncle: One Punch Man.

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nsere: HAHAHAHHA i love OPM. real talk tho thats karma bitch press F to pay respects jk to **ing smash LSF

nbaum: F. Also, CXC’s so good at on the spot planning omg

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