Liu Juyi nodded and walked out of the station with Xia Sanwa, taking out her phone to call Wang Xiaoqiang. She informed him that Old Tang had agreed to help, to ease his worries.

Guo Xiongzhi was able to recognize Wang Xiaoqiang at a glance not because he was particularly prescient, but because Guo Biao was actually in the police car, and to avoid suspicion, he had chosen not to get out.

When Wang Xiaoqiang got into the police car, Guo Biao gave him a smug smile, though his face—which Wang Xiaoqiang had stepped on, making it resemble that of a pig—suddenly smiling, did look rather comical.

"Boy, you're in for it now, wait until we're at the police station, and you'll see!" Guo Biao threatened.

"As to who will look good or not, that's yet to be determined! Just you wait and see!" Wang Xiaoqiang sneered. He had long known that Guo Biao had an uncle who was the head of a police station in the county town. Seeing the leading police officer's face resembling Guo Biao's, he couldn't confirm if that was indeed Guo Biao's uncle but could guess that they were related.

After getting into the car, Wang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes to rest. Everyone present was loathsome to him; he didn't wish to lay eyes on them any more than necessary.

Before the police car reached Laojie Police Station, Wang Xiaoqiang received a call from Liu Juyi. Hearing that Old Tang had agreed to help and promised that nothing would happen to him, Wang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

It has always been said that civilians should not fight against officials, as more than ninety percent of the time, the former comes to a bad end. Wang Xiaoqiang understood this principle—in this society, blind courage changes nothing. Like now, Guo Biao could use official power against him, and he could not afford to be recklessly defiant.

A hero breaking the law with force only leads to being mercilessly crushed by the machinery of the state.

Of course, being endowed with a superpower, he was naturally not willing to be bullied. However, with Old Tang willing to help, it was indeed possible to avoid a lot of trouble.

When the police car arrived at the station and the sky had turned dim, Wang Xiaoqiang got out only to find Hua Tianlong and two other members of the Green Dragon Gang he had beaten up earlier already waiting at the entrance of the police station. Although they were injured, there was clearly a fire in their hearts—they would not be satisfied until they had personally taught Wang Xiaoqiang a lesson.

After arriving at the police station, Guo Biao's arrogance suddenly soared, and exchanging glances with Long Tianlong and the other two, all four had a sly smile of successful scheming on their faces. Just as Wang Xiaoqiang got out of the car, the four of them moved towards him, both intentionally and unintentionally.

"Kid, just wait for the tears to come!"

Guo Biao stepped in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, his mouth, which was swollen from Wang Xiaoqiang's stomping, stretched into a malevolent smile.

"Who will cry is still to be seen!" retorted Wang Xiaoqiang coldly. If he had some concerns on the road, now he was utterly unconcerned. Old Tang's influence and his promise gave Wang Xiaoqiang an even greater sense of tranquility.

"You still don't know your place at this point, huh? Fine, stay tough! The harder you are, the more I guarantee you'll suffer later..." Guo Biao appeared certain of his victory over Wang Xiaoqiang. "If you're willing to kneel and beg me, call me 'Grandfather,' I might just be happy enough to let you off! Haha~~"

Hua Tianlong and the other two laughed along smugly.

Wang Xiaoqiang's response was not an angry outburst, but a calm retort, "Alright then, Guo Biao, let me tell you—if you kneel down and call me 'Grandfather' three times right now, I assure you, I will let you go, all three of you..."

The four men had clearly not expected Wang Xiaoqiang to be so tough even here; they were so embarrassed and angry that they lunged toward him, only to suddenly halt when they remembered Wang Xiaoqiang's terrifying prowess, thus avoiding further physical pain.

Wang Xiaoqiang's words not only enraged these four men but also triggered Guo Xiongzhi. Guo Xiongzhi was Guo Biao's uncle, and with Wang Xiaoqiang telling Guo Biao to kneel and call him 'Grandfather' three times, it was as if he were saying the middle-aged Guo Xiongzhi should call him "Uncle Wang Xiaoqiang." How could Guo Xiongzhi not be infuriated?

Moreover, Wang Xiaoqiang was so bold on his own turf and in front of his subordinates—if he did not severely punish Wang Xiaoqiang, his authority as the head of the police station would be utterly undermined.

In a rage, Guo Xiongzhi snatched a baton from a policeman's hand, took a quick step towards Wang Xiaoqiang, waved the baton in front of him, and threatened, "Wang Xiaoqiang, dare to be arrogant one more time, I dare you..."

Wang Xiaoqiang grabbed the baton from Guo Xiongzhi's hand, saying, "Why are you flexing your authority in front of me? Guo Biao provoked me first, why don't you direct your authority at him?"

"You... you dare to assault an officer?" Guo Xiongzhi, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang bold enough to grab his baton in the police station, couldn't help but change countenance and barked angrily.

While shouting, he tried forcefully to snatch back the baton, intending to regain control, and the other police officers swarmed around Wang Xiaoqiang to encircle him.

"Assault an officer? Trying to frame me, is that it? Are you saying if you hit me, I should just stand there and let you?" Wang Xiaoqiang challenged, releasing his hand.

Guo Xiongzhi, caught off guard by Wang Xiaoqiang's release and acting on inertia, suddenly found himself falling backward and landing on his rear.

The head of the police station had fallen in his own territory like a clown, a spectacle of extreme embarrassment—this was utterly unacceptable!

Instantly, Guo Xiongzhi was so furious he almost spat out blood and died; scrambling up from the ground, he pointed at Wang Xiaoqiang bitterly and said, "Good, kid, you've got guts!"

Then, turning his gaze towards two policemen, he bellowed, "Zhang Hai, Wang Ming, aren't you going to take him in and interrogate him properly for me? I refuse to believe that a country bumpkin like him can defy the heavens!"

Zhang Hai and Wang Ming were both subordinates and confidants of Guo Xiongzhi, known for their hot tempers. They had intended to give Wang Xiaoqiang a sound lesson, but seeing the state that Guo Biao and his crew were left in by Wang Xiaoqiang, they also were wary of him, not daring to act recklessly and end up hurting themselves.

At Guo Xiongzhi's command, they exchanged a look and then coldly urged Wang Xiaoqiang, "Wang Xiaoqiang, please cooperate with our investigation. Come with us to the interrogation room."

After they spoke, both of their faces had a sinister expression.

Wang Xiaoqiang knew they harbored ill intentions, but seeing that they made no further inappropriate moves, he could only follow them inside.

Zhang Hai and Wang Ming took Wang Xiaoqiang into an interrogation room used for questioning criminals.

This interrogation room was not much different from the majority of interrogation rooms: white walls on all sides, an office desk with a computer and a printer on it, and a standing bright light on one side of the desk, used for nighttime interrogations of prisoners.

The slight difference was the presence of an interrogation chair placed in front of the office desk. This interrogation chair was specially made; once seated, the person would be clamped in by wooden boards, unable to move, their actions restricted.

Such an interrogation chair was used specifically for suspects in major cases or those who were extremely vicious and violent.

Wang Xiaoqiang was entering an interrogation room for the first time and was unfamiliar with everything inside. At that moment, following the instructions of the police officers Zhang and Wang, he sat down in that specially made interrogation chair.

Zhang Hai and Wang Ming saw Wang Xiaoqiang clamped in the special interrogation chair, exchanged glances, and both revealed a smile of triumph on their faces.

Zhang Hai and Wang Ming also sat down behind the office desk, with Wang Ming responsible for taking notes, and Zhang Hai began to interrogate Wang Xiaoqiang.

"What's your name?"

"Wang Xiaoqiang."

"Age?"

"Eighteen."

"Occupation?"

"Farmer."

Although they had heard before that Wang Xiaoqiang was just a minor farmer from the countryside, as they heard him personally admit to farming in a rural area, the corners of their mouths revealed a sense of disdain and scorn, along with an unrestrained expression. They both thought to themselves...

A minor farmer dares to contend with the wealthy and influential Guo Family, and still acts so defiantly at the police station? Does he not know whether he is naturally dumb or has eaten the guts of a brash leopard? Isn't he just asking for trouble!

However, since he's just a country farmer, there's nothing to be afraid of. Zhang Hai continued the questioning, his tone suddenly rising as he sternly asked, "Wang Xiaoqiang, do you know that fighting is against the law?"

"I know."

"Good, since you're not legally blind, then you now understand the crime you've committed, right?"

"I don't understand."

"Alright, I'll tell you. You assaulting Guo Biao and the other four citizens constitutes the crime of intentional injury. At the least, you will have to pay compensation; at the worst, you could be facing prison time..."

"What grounds do you have for considering me a criminal? Have you even questioned Guo Biao and the others?" Wang Xiaoqiang had long seen through the false faces of this bunch and now spoke somewhat angrily.

"What, are you trying to be the villain bringing a suit against the victims? Are you saying it wasn't you who beat Guo Biao and others, but they beat you?"

"Whether it was me or not, you'd know after examining the case..." Wang Xiaoqiang sneered, "Or are you police deciding cases just based on your feelings?"

Wang Xiaoqiang's retort momentarily left Zhang Hai speechless. The note-taking Wang Ming slammed his hand on the desk, growling, "Insolence! Who are you to criticize how we handle cases? Shut your filthy mouth!"

Zhang Hai followed up, "I'm asking you, the injuries on Guo Biao's face, the wounds on Hua Tianlong and the others, did you inflict them?"

Wang Xiaoqiang remained silent.

Zhang Hai slammed the desk, "Speak, was it you who hit them? Have you become mute?"

Wang Xiaoqiang answered, "Didn't you hear? It was your colleague who told me to shut up. Who's conducting the questioning here? Whose instructions am I supposed to follow?"

At Wang Xiaoqiang's words, Zhang Hai and Wang Ming exchanged glances, both feeling awkward.

Pulling a face, Zhang Hai toned down his voice and said, "Wang Xiaoqiang, our police always adhere to the principle of leniency for those who confess and harshness for those who resist. There's no point in you continuing to resist. Just admit your guilt soon, and we will deal with it leniently in accordance with the law. You also know there's a crackdown on public security lately.

If higher-ups hear about this, there will certainly be a strict review, and by then we won't be able to help you even if we want to."

Although Wang Xiaoqiang had never encountered such a situation before, he understood that these two were trying to coax a confession out of him. Once he admitted guilt, they would be free to deal with him!

"Heh, you're aware of the crackdown on public security, eh!" sneered Wang Xiaoqiang sarcastically, "But I think the crackdown isn't just targeted at criminals; it should also target those police who shield and abet, and scheme to frame others, right?"

Wang Xiaoqiang's words jolted the two men, sending their hearts sinking with unease. But just then, the door to the interrogation room was flung open. Guo Biao, carrying a police baton wrapped in newspaper and with a smug, ferocious smile, walked in brazenly, followed by Hua Tianlong and his three companions.

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