No need, I'll handle it myself

(PS: The latter half of the previous chapter has been revised. Please click back to the previous chapter.)

"Well? Still want to fight?" Shen Bing folded his arms across his chest and spoke timidly.

Zhou Zhengwen and the others wanted to swallow Shen Bing alive.

The badly injured man with the crew cut gritted his teeth. "If you've got the guts, kill me today, you bastard. Otherwise, I'll definitely get revenge for—"

Before he could finish, brakes screeched behind him. Thinking a car was about to hit him, the crew-cut man forgot all about talking and sprang to his feet as though Lord Guan himself had possessed him.

It was a Passat sedan. Once it stopped, the crew-cut man was ready to start cursing. He still hadn't found an outlet for all the anger he'd just bottled up.

But the moment he saw the license plate, he wilted. His eyes darted around, seemingly searching for the best escape route.

The door opened, and a man climbed out of the front passenger seat.

It was Gao Jingchuan. He had come to collect the Over-the-Horizon Telescope.

For the son of the Commander of the Rongcheng Military District, riding in a Passat was decidedly low-key. Given his position, though, he really couldn't drive a luxury car.

At that moment, Gao Jingchuan stared at the scene before him in utter bewilderment.

"What are you doing?" he exclaimed, completely at a loss.

Shen Bing's gaze swept from Gao Jingchuan to the crew-cut man and his companions. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. "Old Gao, you're finally here. This whole mob was planning to beat me so badly I wouldn't be able to look after myself."

There it was: the guilty party getting his accusation in first.

The corner of Gao Jingchuan's mouth twitched. He