The next day, Long Wang drove Lu Ming to the stadium. Both were wearing home team jerseys. After passing security and having their tickets checked, they successfully entered the CBA basketball arena to watch the game live.
They sat down, Long Wang got two drinks from a vendor, and they watched the game while sipping their beverages.
The game officially began, and most of the crowd had arrived.
The match was in full swing.
Long Wang pointed to a woman in the front row and said, "That's her, Fan Xiaoyun, the eldest daughter of the Fan family patriarch."
Lu Ming looked over and saw a woman who looked somewhat sickly but still possessed a certain charm. From Lu Ming's professional perspective, this woman was clearly unwell and didn't appear capable of having children.
Long Wang said, "Because she can't have children, Fan Xiaoyun's relationship with her husband is very poor. They barely interact, maintaining only a nominal marital status and living separate lives."
This was not surprising. It was highly possible her husband had fathered children outside their marriage.
"How can we talk to her?" Long Wang pondered.
Just then, a thin, middle-aged woman wearing a baseball cap, standing less than 1.6 meters tall, carrying a beer bottle, silently walked forward and positioned herself behind Fan Xiaoyun.
While everyone's attention was on the game, the woman quickly raised the beer bottle and, without a word, swung it down towards Fan Xiaoyun's head!
"Bad!"
Lu Ming and Long Wang stood up simultaneously.
At the same moment, Fan Xiaoyun sensed the threat from behind. Despite her frail and sickly appearance, she was surprisingly agile. The instant she felt danger, she turned sideways.
The beer bottle missed her head, hitting her shoulder instead.
The woman in the baseball cap didn't have a chance to strike again. Security guards nearby had already rushed forward, holding her down and forcing her into a chair.
The surrounding crowd scattered, watching the scene in horror.
"What's going on? An assassination?" Long Wang asked.
Lu Ming shook his head repeatedly. "Have you ever heard of an assassination with a beer bottle? Let's see what's happening first."
The woman in the baseball cap struggled frantically, shouting at Fan Xiaoyun, "You bitch, give me back my daughter, give her back!"
The woman in the baseball cap repeated herself over and over, demanding Fan Xiaoyun return her daughter, her cries so heartbroken that they could shatter anyone's soul.
It was evident that there were many "stories" between the woman in the baseball cap and Fan Xiaoyun.
Long Wang whispered, "Warlord, it seems we're not the only ones looking for Fan Xiaoyun to get a daughter. This damned woman, who knows how many children she's bought."
Lu Ming remained silent and slowly walked forward.
At this moment.
Fan Xiaoyun rubbed her injured shoulder, looked at the woman in the baseball cap, and said impatiently, "Sister Liu, I've told you a thousand times, your daughter isn't with me. I know you're anxious about losing your daughter, but you can't falsely accuse people."
The woman in the baseball cap cried, "My husband died early, and I only have this one daughter to rely on. She is my life! Fan Xiaoyun, I beg you, leave my daughter alone. Or, arrest me, make me your slave, do whatever you want. As long as you let my daughter go, anything is negotiable. I beg you, please."
Beside them, Fan Xiaoyun's brother, Fan Xiang, stepped forward dismissively. "Sister, what are you talking to this crazy woman about? Just send her to the police station and lock her up for two months."
As the woman in the baseball cap was about to be taken away, Lu Ming quickly stepped forward, a broad smile on his face. "Everyone, everyone, I apologize. My sister has lost her daughter and is a bit mentally unstable, so she's done something out of line. Please be understanding. Sending her to the police station is probably unnecessary, everyone be lenient, be lenient."
Everyone's gaze turned to Lu Ming.
Especially Fan Xiaoyun.
She frowned slightly and said, "You say Sister Liu is your older sister? That's not right. I've never heard of Sister Liu having a brother."
Lu Ming smiled, "I'm her cousin, not her biological brother."
Before Fan Xiaoyun could reply, Fan Xiang stepped forward. "Oh, it's you, kid?"
Lu Ming glanced at Fan Xiang, who seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place him.
Fan Xiang said, "What, you don't recognize me? Last time at the opera house, you beat me up so badly, have you forgotten?"
Opera house?
He remembered!
It was when Fan Xiang was bullying Xiao Koulan at the opera house. Lu Ming and Jiang Mengxin had teamed up to teach Fan Xiang a lesson and rescue Xiao Koulan.
He hadn't expected to run into an old adversary at the stadium.
Come to think of it, Fan Xiang was the youngest son of the Fan family patriarch. That made him Fan Xiaoyun's biological brother, didn't it?
What a coincidence.
Lu Ming chuckled, "I remember now, it's Mr. Fan, an old acquaintance, an old acquaintance."
"Who the hell is your old acquaintance?" Fan Xiang pointed to his arm and said, "Last time you made me mop the floor and pay for damages, you really screwed me over. My arm still aches from it!"
Old grudges unavenged, new debts accrued.
This was going to be difficult.
Fan Xiang said to Fan Xiaoyun, "Sister, this kid is the one who bullied me last time. And now his cousin is here to attack you. We siblings have been bullied enough by their sibling pair. This matter absolutely cannot be let go! Sister, send them straight to the police station and lock them up for a few months!"
Fan Xiaoyun nodded. "Yes, that makes sense."
If things continued on this trajectory, Fan Xiaoyun would very likely be sent to prison.
This wouldn't do.
Lu Ming had to save her.
He chuckled and said, "Hey, you two, why the anger? My sister and I offended you before, but now I'll let you vent your frustration. Isn't that enough?"
Oh?
Fan Xiang became interested. "Tell me, how do I vent my anger?"
Lu Ming looked around, retrieved ten bottles of beer from a vendor, and lined them up.
Fan Xiang laughed. "What, you're going to let me chug ten of them? How is that venting anger? Let me tell you, that won't work."
Lu Ming smiled. "It's not chugging ten, but smashing ten! Mr. Fan, I offended you last time, and now my cousin has hit Miss Fan with a beer bottle. You're both holding grudges, aren't you? I'll stand here and let you smash me ten times, letting you vent your anger. Once the anger is out, we'll be even, how about it?"
Tsk tsk tsk...
The onlookers' enthusiasm soared.
"Ten hits? He's got guts."
"Those are real beer bottles, not props. A normal person couldn't take ten, let alone one. They'd be in trouble."
"Ten hits, someone could die."
Fan Xiaoyun and Fan Xiang exchanged glances, both stunned.
Lu Ming added, "Sorry, I misspoke just now. It's not smashing ten times, but smashing ten bottles. You can keep smashing until all ten bottles are broken!"
This...
Everyone present was stunned. This was practically suicidal!
The woman in the baseball cap was also taken aback. She had intended to fight them herself, but unexpectedly, a kind person appeared to help her.
Others might not know, but she knew very well that Lu Ming was not her cousin; they had no relation whatsoever.
The woman in the baseball cap was about to speak up and dissuade him, but Lu Ming winked at her, signaling: "Trust me."
The woman in the baseball cap felt immense guilt, tears welling up in her eyes.
A moment later.
Fan Xiang couldn't help but laugh. "Lu Ming, this is your own request, I'm not forcing you. If you get hurt later, don't blame me."
Lu Ming shrugged. "A man of my word. If I say let you smash, I won't cry out in pain."
Fan Xiang rubbed his hands excitedly. "Sister, I think this is a good idea!"
Fan Xiaoyun nodded. "Since my brother thinks it's a good idea, then let's do it."
Then, before anyone could react, and even before Fan Xiang was ready or had notified Lu Ming, Fan Xiaoyun suddenly grabbed a beer bottle and fiercely smashed it onto Lu Ming's head!
Bang!!!
A sharp, clear sound echoed as the beer bottle shattered.
The entire action was swift and decisive.
It was evident that Fan Xiaoyun was highly skilled. Most people would likely not last two rounds against her.
Fan Xiang was dumbfounded. "Sister, nice one."
Following that, Fan Xiang wasted no time, picked up a beer bottle, and smashed it onto Lu Ming's head, unleashing his anger!
Long Wang watched from the side, his anger burning.
The woman in the baseball cap couldn't bear to watch, turning her face away. All of this was because of her!
Lu Ming remained silent, head bowed, standing motionless like a statue.
Bang!
Bang!!
Bang bang bang!!!
Beer bottle after beer bottle shattered. Fan Xiaoyun and Fan Xiang, the siblings, showed no restraint. They simply picked up bottles and smashed them, hitting with all their might, with no regard for whether the other person would be killed.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, they shattered ten beer bottles consecutively.
Finally.
It was over.
The siblings looked at Lu Ming with amusement, triumph in their eyes.
The woman in the baseball cap shed tears, looking at Lu Ming with distress, fearing he would be smashed to death.
The onlookers fell silent.
"Could he really have been smashed to death?"
"Hard to say. Ten consecutive beer bottles, how could a normal person withstand that? There's a high chance of intracranial hemorrhage."
"The Fan siblings are too ruthless."
"This guy is also an idiot. He should have fallen down and faked death after the first hit. He insisted on enduring it. Isn't that pure foolishness?"
"Alas, poor guy."
Long Wang's heart pounded, he swallowed, and slowly approached Lu Ming.
Just as everyone was filled with anxiety.
Suddenly.
He moved!
Lu Ming chuckled, brushed the glass shards from his head, and said in a deep voice, "Is that all? I thought it would hurt, but it felt like a tickle? Fan Xiang, Fan Xiaoyun, are you two siblings not eating enough?"
Whoa~~~!!!
That's too arrogant!
To be smashed ten times consecutively, not only to not cry out in pain, but to be able to smile and speak as if nothing happened, a truly divine being.
Fan Xiaoyun's smile froze on her face.
It was the first time she had seen such a formidable man, as fierce as a wild beast.
Fan Xiaoyun chuckled and said, "Your name is Lu Ming, right? Alright, I've remembered this name."