Xue Long was furious.

What the hell.

Some stinking beggar, who knew whose connections he used, wanted to join the security team. Not paying his respects was one thing, but now he was trying to tattle.

He was truly sick of this.

"What, thinking of running to complain?" Xue Long asked coldly.

As his words fell, several security guards suddenly surrounded Lin Xiao, all of them glaring at him with hostility.

Lin Xiao looked at Xue Long, utterly baffled.

Complain? Where did that come from?

"Captain Xue, you must be mistaken. I wasn't thinking of complaining at all," Lin Xiao said.

He had been looking for Su Qingning to tell her that he wasn't cut out to be a security guard, hoping she would give up on the idea. Although Xue Long demanding a gift had annoyed him, Lin Xiao understood that the security team had its own way of doing things, and he had no intention of disrupting their rules. How had that turned into him wanting to complain?

"Hmph, you think I'm as brain-dead as you? If you weren't going to complain, why were you looking for President Su?"

"I was looking for my wife to tell her I'm not suited for this job," Lin Xiao explained.

Xue Long sneered. "Kid, don't tell me President Su is your wife."

Lin Xiao nodded. "That's right. Su Qingning really is my wife!"

The moment he said it, a roar of thunderous laughter once again erupted in the large security room. The men were doubled over, some clutching their stomachs. Xue Long laughed so hard that tears streamed from his eyes.

"President Su is a swan, no doubt, but you're not even a maggot! And you want to marry her?" Xue Long sneered viciously. "Kid, if you're President Su's husband, I'll call you Dad!"

Lin Xiao was amused. It was rare to see someone so eager to call another man his father.

"I don't have a worthless son like you," Lin Xiao said with a faint smile.

Xue Long instantly roared, "Fuck, are you looking to die?"

"Heh, it's been a while since I've heard someone brag so... originally," Lin Xiao said, looking at Xue Long with disdain.

"Fuck, it seems you're determined to do this the hard way! Kid, let me tell you, either you obediently go buy me two cartons of cigarettes, and I'll pretend today never happened, or you can't blame me for being ruthless. And I'm not afraid to tell you, the bar's deputy manager, Xue Dashan, is my own uncle!"

Lin Xiao was instantly irritated. No wonder this piece of trash dared to act so domineeringly in the security team. He had powerful backing. What angered Lin Xiao even more was that, after being mocked as a maggot and having clearly refused, the man still had the audacity to keep pressuring him to buy cigarettes.

Does he really think I'm a pushover he can squeeze however he wishes?

"I'll give you one chance to rephrase that. Say it again," Lin Xiao said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a lackey jumped forward.

"Fuck, you're tired of living, aren't you? How dare you speak to Captain Xue like that!"

"Exactly! You're just a damn beggar, and you dare to act tough with our Captain? You really don't know how to write the word 'death'!"

"Captain Xue, just say the word and we'll take care of him. Beating trash like this is just a waste of energy."

As the men chimed in, Lin Xiao understood completely. This security team was Xue Long's personal domain.

Xue Long stared at Lin Xiao with a sinister expression. He leisurely lit a cigarette, and as he exhaled a plume of smoke, he suddenly barked, "Get on your knees for me!"

Lin Xiao thought he had misheard. "What did you say?"

"Fuck, are you deaf? Didn't you hear Captain Xue tell you to kneel?" a lackey bellowed, swinging a hand fiercely at Lin Xiao's head.

Lin Xiao slapped him backhanded, a single, sharp blow that sent the man collapsing to the floor, out cold.

Everyone present was stunned.

Xue Long, however, became enraged. He flicked the lit cigarette butt at Lin Xiao and shouted, "Get him!"

The remaining guards charged at Lin Xiao without a second thought.

Lin Xiao snorted with contempt. In a blur of motion, he was standing directly in front of Xue Long.

Xue Long's heart lurched. Just as he was about to move, Lin Xiao's lightning-fast kick slammed into his stomach, forcing him to his knees.

That's right. Lin Xiao's principle in life was simple: If they don't mess with me, I won't mess with them. But if they mess with me, I'll fucking end them.

Faced with Xue Long's repeated provocations, Lin Xiao had finally made his move.

Xue Long's face turned pale as he struggled to breathe. The pain in his gut was so intense he felt like he was dying. The other guards, who had been ready to attack, were now frozen in shock. Who would have believed a beggar would dare to strike Xue Long, and so viciously at that?

Though they didn't advance, they all watched Lin Xiao with malicious glee, knowing he was in for it now. After all, Xue Long's uncle was Xue Dashan, the bar's deputy manager. Not only was Xue Dashan a Martial Artist, but he was also highly regarded by Su Qingning.

At that moment, Xue Long struggled to his feet, his eyes blazing with rage. "Kid, if you have any guts, you won't go anywhere!"

Lin Xiao sneered. He had no intention of leaving anyway. "Oh, calling for backup? Go on, hurry up. If I can't handle you today, I'll take your last name!"

"Fuck you! Just you wait!" Xue Long shouted, pulling out his phone to make a call.

Lin Xiao scoffed disdainfully. He knew the trash was calling his so-called uncle, but frankly, he wasn't the least bit afraid. A mere deputy manager thought he could do whatever he wanted? Who gave him the authority?

The call connected quickly.

"Uncle, some piece of trash beat me up," Xue Long said, his voice full of feigned misery. After a brief pause, he added, "I'm in the security office!"

Hanging up, Xue Long snarled, "Trash, you're dead now!"

Lin Xiao slapped him again, hard.

Xue Long cried out in pain. He endured the searing sting, his eyes narrowed as he glared at Lin Xiao, looking as if he wanted to tear him apart. But he held back. His uncle would be here any minute, and then this lowlife would surely pay.

Just then, the door to the security office was pushed open. A man in his forties with a stoic expression walked in. He had an ordinary face but a burly, imposing frame, like an iron tower. His presence alone was oppressive. This had to be Xue Long's uncle, Xue Dashan.

The moment Xue Long saw him, he acted as if he'd suffered the world's greatest injustice. He pointed at Lin Xiao, sobbing, "Uncle, that's the trash who hit me!"

Xue Dashan's gaze fell on Lin Xiao, cold and detached. "Why did you hit him?"

"Simple. I came to start my new job, and he demanded I buy him two cartons of cigarettes as tribute. I refused, so he ordered his men to beat me," Lin Xiao explained patiently. This man was, after all, the deputy manager of Su Qingning's bar and likely held in high esteem by her, so Lin Xiao decided to give him some face.

"You're full of shit! Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense! He was insulting President Su, and I couldn't stand it, so I taught him a lesson!" Xue Long retorted.

Lin Xiao couldn't help but laugh. This piece of trash was quite skilled at twisting the truth. He started to regret holding back earlier.

"That's right, Manager Xue! This guy was insulting President Su. Our Captain couldn't stand it and tried to reason with him, but the guy just hit him!"

"Yes, Manager Xue, I can prove it! He was insulting President Su, so Captain Xue stood up to defend her honor. They argued, and then this guy attacked our Captain."

Xue Dashan's brow furrowed slightly. "How did he insult President Su?"

Xue Long quickly piped up, "This trash claimed to be President Su's husband! He even said she was incredibly lucky to be able to marry him."

Xue Dashan's heart skipped a beat. His gaze fell on Lin Xiao again, and he began to reassess the young man.

Lin Xiao simply watched him with a calm smile.

"Apologize," Xue Dashan suddenly said in a cold voice.

Xue Long broke into a triumphant, vicious smirk. He knew his uncle would back him up. The other guards also watched Lin Xiao with delight, anticipating his downfall.

"Uncle, this trash beat me so badly I'm aching all over. I think I'll need to go to the hospital for a check-up. An apology isn't enough! He needs to pay for my medical bills and get on his knees to apologize to me!"

"Shut up," Xue Dashan roared, his voice sharp. "I was telling *you* to apologize!"

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