"Agent Hobbs," Zhou Yi nodded and asked, "Do you have any evidence that I'm in contact with Toretto?"
"You and Toretto were close friends. You once worked at the same auto repair shop, and you remained in contact afterward." Hobbs had come prepared, producing a thick stack of documents.
"Ha, I won't deny that, but there's one small error." Zhou Yi took the documents, flipped through them, and gave a soft laugh. "You missed two words—once were. Toretto and I once were friends, but now... we've long since become strangers."
"You think this kind of sophistry can fool me?" Hobbs frowned. "You're only deceiving yourself!"
"You make it sound convincing, but I'm telling the truth." Zhou Yi tilted his head and waved over the two bikini-clad girls playing volleyball nearby. "Or do you, Agent Hobbs, have any solid evidence proving that Dominic Toretto and I have been in contact recently?"
"If not," Zhou Yi said with a smile, putting an arm around each girl, "then I'm terribly sorry, but I must excuse myself!"
With that, Zhou Yi turned to leave.
However, just as Hobbs had told Elena in the car, if this were America, he might truly have had no way to deal with Zhou Yi—or rather, he would have needed to make extensive preparations before making a move against him. But this was Rio, not America. That meant Hobbs could use more direct methods—methods that were feasible, and whose legality no one would really care about.
"Then I'm sorry, but I'll have to take some compulsory measures." Hobbs strode forward and reached for Zhou Yi's shoulder, intending to pin him down. "This isn't America, so your status and money are useless here. Here, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say!"
The next second, the situation changed so quickly that no one saw it coming.
Zhou Yi shoved the two girls aside. His reaction was lightning-fast. Without even looking, he seized Hobbs's hand and threw him over his shoulder, sending him flying five or six meters away. The tremendous force buried more than half of Hobbs's body straight into the sandpit!
People's physical fitness could not be generalized. Some people, in moments of extreme rage, could kill a tiger with a sliding tackle. Zhou Yi, without the slightest emotional ripple, could throw two-hundred-plus-pound Hobbs five or six meters with an over-the-shoulder throw... The only difference was that the guy with the sliding tackle could fatten up a tiger, while Zhou Yi could leave Hobbs so dazed he would not recover for half a day.
With well over a hundred, nearly two hundred points of Constitution—and with the system's bonuses enhancing his body in every aspect—Zhou Yi's strength alone was nearly equivalent to that of two humans at their limits. The same went for his speed, coordination, reflexes, defense, recovery, and everything else.
Zhou Yi simply controlled it extremely well. So under normal circumstances, unless it was necessary, he only looked and acted like an ordinary muscular man.
But whenever there was a need...
With stats nearly equal to two human limits, was throwing a mere two-hundred-pound man really difficult?
For Zhou Yi, it did take some effort, but it was hardly difficult. It certainly was not impossible!
Hobbs lay in the sandpit with a blank look on his face.
He was questioning his life.
"Who am I?" "Where am I?" "What happened?"
Hobbs truly had not reacted to what had happened. From his perspective, he had just placed his hand on Zhou Yi's shoulder. Then his hand had been grabbed, an overwhelming force he could not resist had struck him, and then... he seemed to have... flown?
What the hell?
Sitting up, Hobbs wiped the sand from his head. Some sand remained in his deliberately grown beard, making him look rather comical.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that. It might have been a minor mistake..." Zhou Yi walked up to Hobbs and said with a beaming smile, "Still, Agent Hobbs, if I may be frank, you may need to train for a while. You're far too light. I rather like that saying—whoever has the bigger fist has the final say."
"Are you even human?" Having finally processed what had just happened, Hobbs looked up at him in bewilderment.
"I think..." Zhou Yi frowned as though seriously considering it for quite a while. "Probably."
"All right, let's end today's conversation here. It's getting late, and my bonfire party is waiting for me." Zhou Yi smiled, rose to his feet, and walked away. "Agent Hobbs, I hope you'll think carefully before making a move next time. Otherwise... I may not hold back."
"Stop!"
At that moment, Elena's voice forced Zhou Yi to halt where he stood.
"Are you serious?" Zhou Yi turned around and looked at the woman pointing a gun at him. For some reason, he suddenly felt a bit interested. In a cold, emotionless voice, with an equally expressionless face, he said, "You're playing with fire, woman."
"Ugh... never mind, that was way too cringe. Forget it, forget it." Before Elena could respond, Zhou Yi continued talking to himself. "That domineering CEO style really doesn't suit me... Forget it, I'll stick to my original persona... Ahem. So, who are you? Why are you pointing a gun at me?"
Zhou Yi's little performance successfully loosened Elena's previously stern expression.
After all, that man really did seem a little deranged...
"You openly assaulted a police officer!" Though she thought that, Elena did not hesitate to speak. "You need to come with us and cooperate with the investigation!"
"Is that so?" Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow. "All right, that sounds like a perfectly legitimate reason. But do you think I'm a reasonable man, ma'am?"
"I don't need to think you are. I need you to be." Elena shifted the handgun in her grip. "Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say!"
"I completely agree with that, but I should be the one saying it." Zhou Yi smiled. "You have a gun, and I have influence. How about we let Agent Hobbs tell you whether he truly intends to let things continue like this?"
"Of course not." Hobbs stood up, walked to Elena's side, shook his head, pressed down her gun, and briefly explained, "We can't use a gun. He isn't a criminal, his record is exceptionally clean, and he has both power and influence. We haven't reached the point of becoming mortal enemies."
If they merely locked Zhou Yi up for a few days, Hobbs's superiors could easily cover for him. But using a gun... There were people everywhere, and Zhou Yi was both influential and clean. Never mind whether Hobbs could complete the mission this time—if he did, he would lose his job afterward and face Zhou Yi's retaliation as well.
It was not worth it. There was no need.
"But!" Elena's eyes widened.
"There are no buts." Hobbs shook his head, waved a hand, and walked over to Zhou Yi. Rolling his shoulders, he said, "Come on. Let's fight again!"
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