"Song Guanchao, you..."

"Bang!"

Without any intention to let him speak, Cheng Xiang stepped up and delivered a kick right to his head.

The kick sent him spinning, consciousness blurring.

Chen Yirou stepped forward, lifted her beautiful leg, and also delivered a flurry of kicks towards him.

Jiang Yiren wasn't planning to get involved, but with everyone else joining in, not doing so seemed unreasonable.

Helplessly, Jiang Yiren also delivered a few kicks.

After a round of beating, Zhou Xin lay on the ground unable to move.

Their strikes looked severe, but they weren't accustomed to beating people, so the actual damage wasn't substantial, though the humiliation was immense.

Slap.

Song Guanchao flicked his cigarette, crouched beside Zhou Xin, patted his face, and took out his phone to show him the video of the two people installing surveillance in his room.

Only after watching did Zhou Xin understand that it was because of this matter.

It turned out that his actions had long been uncovered by the other side.

He never imagined that Song Guanchao and the others would install surveillance in the room ahead of time.

Once this surveillance video is handed over, those trainees will surely be expelled early from the Party School.

And all of this was caused by him, making the trainees only resent him.

Though Zhou Xin had some background, offending so many people at once would surely impact his future career.

He felt a surge of hatred inside.

He considered his plan watertight, but he never factored in that these guys would install surveillance ahead of time.

This felt like a loss from the start, suffocating him almost to death.

"Let's reluctantly count it as classmates; I'll leave this matter for now. If you play tricks with me again, don't blame me for forgetting our camaraderie."

Song Guanchao patted his face, stood up, and said, "Let's go."

After they left, Zhou Xin struggled to get up from the ground.

He touched himself all over; everything hurt, and there was a kick to the face, likely disfiguring him.

"Damn it!"

Zhou Xin punched the ground forcefully, his anger almost erupting.

This time he miscalculated!

Not only did he fail to monitor Song Guanchao and the others, but he also left evidence to be grasped by them.

Cheng Xiang called him out just to teach him a lesson.

With this surveillance in hand, today they could beat him black and blue and he wouldn't dare breathe a word.

If it came to a confrontation, it wouldn't be mutual devastation; he would be the only one punished.

The more Zhou Xin thought, the angrier and more suffocated he felt.

This was the first time he suffered such a big loss.

...

"That felt really good." Cheng Xiang's face was refreshed.

Song Guanchao laughed and said, "Once he's healed up, let's beat him again."

Chen Yirou said, "Better not be too excessive; if we push him too hard, it will be troublesome for us as well."

Cheng Xiang replied, "Old Chen, you're thinking too much. You must realize we hold a handle against him. Moreover, this handle will directly impact his future. Not to mention hitting him a few times, even if we make him kneel, believe it or not, he'll compromise."

"But you're right, we shouldn't go overboard; after all, this evidence only affects his future without directly eliminating him."

While speaking, Cheng Xiang rubbed his chin: "People like Zhou Xin harbor a strong sense of revenge. We've got to find a way to crush him once and ensure he never recovers."

Song Guanchao glanced at him with a bit of surprise, realizing the guy had a ruthless side.

Nevertheless, this attitude suited Song Guanchao well.

They went to a bar, picked a booth, and ordered some drinks and fruit platters.

On the other end, Zhou Xin had returned to the Party School.

After returning to his room, he changed into clean clothes, tidied up a bit, and called the few individuals who had installed the surveillance on his behalf.

"Zhou Xin, what happened to you?"

Seeing the battered, shoe-marked, mud-covered, ragged, and filthy Zhou Xin, Yao Lian and the others were startled.

The moment the question left his mouth, Yao Lian already guessed the reason.

Probably beaten by Song Guanchao.

That seemed to be the only possibility.

He anticipated Song Guanchao would retaliate in some way but didn't expect such severity.

Actually thrashing Zhou Xin.

But thinking it over, this behavior might seem impulsive but wouldn't really have any repercussions.

Would Zhou Xin dare report to the police?

Clearly not.

He wouldn't even dare spread it widely, fearing too many discovering.

In other words, Zhou Xin was destined to take this beating.

He felt somewhat relieved at how right it was choosing to maintain a friendly relationship with Song Guanchao back then.

Initially considering betting on both sides.

But now, he changed his mind.

He decided to fully side with Song Guanchao.

Zhou Xin wasn't a match for Song Guanchao; the gap between them was vast.

"Got beaten up."

He didn't hide anything from Yao Lian and the others.

They were shocked: "Who beat you?"

"Didn't you report to the police?"

Zhou Xin said, "It was Song Guanchao and his group."

"What?"

They stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

"They had installed surveillance in the room a long time ago. The process of secretly installing surveillance, you got caught by him."

"What?"

The group was once again shocked.

This time besides shock, there was terror.

This kind of thing would never see the light, and it got captured by the opponent.

They exchanged glances, each seeing the unease in the other's eyes.

Zhou Xin sighed and said, "Don't worry, they won't do anything to you."

"They figured I was the mastermind and lured me out tonight, delivered a beating. This also indicates the matter is over."

After hearing this, the group pondered carefully and found it true, calming their hearts slightly.

The room fell silent until after a while someone said: "Hit him back, we should apologize when he returns."

Someone immediately agreed: "Yes, apologize to him; we're all in the same class and see each other frequently."

As Zhou Xin said, since Song Guanchao didn't directly call the police or escalate this to the Party School, it showed he had no intention of escalating.

Since he offered the opportunity, these few should indeed cherish it.

Listening to their conversation, Zhou Xin felt both angry and defeated inside.

He realized these people already had a rift with him.

After this incident, they wouldn't trust him again.

It wasn't entirely their fault; they couldn't carry out the plan properly.

Of course, the most important reason was Song Guanchao possessing the video of them secretly installing surveillance.

Just because Song Guanchao hadn't used it yet didn't mean he wouldn't leverage it in the future.

Zhou Xin clenched his fists in frustration, wanting to overturn the situation but realizing he could only vent fury helplessly.

...

Eight thirty at night.

Song Guanchao saw the time was about right and said, "I'm going with Old Chen to meet the seller."

Leaving the bar, Chen Yirou dialed the seller from last night.

A few minutes later, Chen Yirou hung up the call, saying, "It's arranged at the same place as last night."

"Let's go."

When they reached the little woods, the other party hadn't arrived yet.

Song Guanchao leaned against the trunk, lit a cigarette, smoking quietly, occasionally checking the time.

After about ten minutes, a black sedan stopped at the green belt nearby.

"They're here." Song Guanchao left the trunk, looking towards them.

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