?Reading on phone The other party, though a skilled martial artist—having even won the all-around championship before his transition to civilian life—still falls short compared to Qin Feng. Crashing... One of them was kicked hard and flew backward, landing heavily on the table, which along with the chair beside it, was completely destroyed. The all-around champion, seeing all three of his brothers knocked down and badly injured, roared and launched a graceful, flowing kick. A move of elegant, flowing technique—exactly what Qin, the young magnate, described. With a simple gesture, he swept his arm and struck the opponent squarely in the abdomen. The champion lost his balance and fell even harder. Hearing the continuous sounds of clashing and fighting, the slightly tipsy He Muqing suddenly became alert, blinked open his eyes, and stammered, "Where's the fight going on? Why didn't you call me? Qin Feng, it's you, isn't it? You're fighting, yet you didn't call me—did you forget? I'm the one who loves fighting the most!" "Come on, you're both drunk as cats and still fighting—do you think you've mastered the art of drunken boxing? After easily dispatching a few little fish, he walked over to He Leader, gave her a gentle pat on the face, still drowsy with alcohol, and said with a sigh, "I thought you'd passed out! Do you even know where we are?" He Leader struggled to lift her head, glanced around, and mumbled, "I don't know!" "A young lady like you, out drinking in the city—how risky that is, don't you think?" he asked again. "I know—I called Little Manman and asked her to come pick me up," she said, raising her hand. Well, Romana simply couldn't find you anywhere—like the call had never been made at all. You can't reason with someone who's drunk—you're completely out of your depth. With a helpless shake of her head, he said, "What's wrong now? You came all the way out here just to drink alone?" "He leader stared at him coldly and sighed, 'My father has been urging me to go back home, saying that arrangements have already been made for my marriage—someone from the family has been chosen. I'm not comfortable with this, so I've come out here to vent!' It's nothing new. Mr. Wei is truly odd—how could he still insist on arranged marriages in this day and age? From our several interactions, it's clear that Wei Qingtian isn't a rigid, outdated person. Yet, why such a hasty decision? Even if the match is with a top-tier talent, or even the son of the President, what difference does it make? Wei Qingtian's military and political career has reached its peak—he has no further promotions to make, and his children are all thriving independently. There's no real need for such a strategic alliance. I remember last time, He leader had been drinking to ease his frustration over this very issue. Now, after several months, the same thing has happened again. 'Next time you vent, bring a companion.'" While Qin was speaking, he never failed to point his thumb at his nose: "For instance, myself—no matter how busy I am, I'll always find time to have a drink with you!" "You're certain... you won't bring me here to drink, aren't you?" Hao, the leader, smiled with deep intention. Qin immediately raised his thumb proudly: "You truly understand me. This place is so chaotic—I'd certainly never bring a graceful-looking, fiery-hearted woman like you here. It would be too much of a downgrade." Before Qin could finish, Hao interrupted: "You're certain... you'll bring a whole array of fine wines, and then take me to your home—or to a hotel, and then have me completely drunk, and after that... do whatever you please, isn't that right?" Qin blushed deeply. How could she be so accurate? After all, they were already so familiar with each other—some things didn't need to be said so directly; they just needed to share that unspoken understanding. The kind of unspoken understanding—just one glance from me, and you instantly grasp it. For instance, as soon as I lift the wine bottle, you immediately prepare yourself to head out for a room. "Let me see if I'm right—does that sound right?" The leader suddenly raises his right arm and rests it on my shoulder. Man, I feel like I've been teased by a woman. Fine, I won't hold it against the ones who've had too much to drink. Even if you leave me on the bed all night, treating me like a prize, I'll still be gracious. After all, you're the one who's had too much to drink. The leader has no idea about the little frustrations brewing inside me, muttering, "Man, Manman is just so unreliable! She can't even manage to be on time—just because she's called Manman!" How dare you criticize her? Didn't you even clearly state her name? Qin, the young magnate, has a sharp eye—he spots her phone tucked in the corner of the sofa, which is currently off. He presses the power button, but there's no response at all. Well, I guess it's dead. Qin Dashi couldn't help but glance at the four young men lying on the ground, it seemed they had been wrongly accused—neither had they been forcibly taken away from their phones, nor had their phones been turned off, simply because they had run out of power. "Well, that's unfortunate," he said, shaking his head. "It just so happened." Yet the hooligans themselves couldn't help but suffer when the store was demolished. "This person's tone is quite bold—more so than you," said Leader He with a delicate voice. "Indeed," said Qin, standing up and pointing at the武警 major. "This has nothing to do with you. I'll take your people away and properly discipline them. If I see them committing any further misconduct, it won't end with just a good beating!" The major turned to him, then glanced at Leader He seated on the sofa, and said coldly, "This is the first time someone has taught me how to conduct myself. If my guess isn't wrong, you're all involved in this matter, aren't you?" Qin began clapping, saying as he did so, "No wonder you're a People's Liberation Army officer—having the word 'police' in your title makes all the difference. You've already uncovered the case so swiftly. Truly impressive!" The major's face darkened. "You're still so proud after being beaten—just follow me calmly, and I promise you won't leave this encounter with just a bruise!" "Qin Feng hummed, "Well, let's give it a try. Just a moment ago, I was praising you—now it seems your name, though it starts with 'Wu' (military), doesn't really differ much from those unfortunate police officers. As soon as you take charge, you start issuing orders and making up your own judgments about what's going on!" "Hmm, so you're not satisfied, then?" the major waved his hand. "Seize this man and woman and bring them back for immediate questioning. Anyone who dares to challenge me will have to pay the price!"