Chapter 101
Two adjacent intensive care rooms.
In one lay Jiang Ying, with a hole smashed in his head, unable to get out of bed.
In the other was Ye Zhineng, who had only been brought in today.
His head had not been smashed open, but nearly every bone in his body was broken. He could not move a single finger; only his eyes and mouth could still move.
"Call... the police. I want to... call the police..."
Using all his strength, Ye Zhineng strained his hoarse throat. Every word took three breaths, yet he still struggled to demand the police, to have the alpha who had beaten him arrested.
Blood from his lungs rose into his throat, spreading through his mouth with its metallic taste. After saying only a few words, he nearly could not catch his breath.
The nurse beside him immediately pressed an oxygen mask over Ye Zhineng's face.
Ye Zhineng wheezed heavily. In the past, he had used money and power to threaten and suppress others.
He had long grown used to being a careless, heartless rich second-generation heir. Whatever humanity and morality he had possessed had long been lost in a world of indulgence and excess.
Back on Muli Star, Ye Zhineng had been like a lawless local tyrant.
Call the police?
Whenever the old Ye Zhineng heard those words, he would only snort with disdain. Looking down his nose, one corner of his mouth curled up as he said arrogantly and brazenly, "Fine. Call the police. Go ahead."
He would wait gleefully to watch the other person reach a dead end, crushed by power and money until they lay on the ground like a stray dog.
They looked pitiful and laughable.
He had grown accustomed to using money and power to oppress others, only