Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 56: Can’t Hide it Anymore

Jiang Ning felt the keypad phone in his pocket.

This was a device he had swiped from the scrap collector. Such a keypad phone was worth at most a hundred or so yuan, but Jiang Ning had stuffed two hundred yuan into the scrap collector's tricycle.

The keypad phone had a SIM card inside it, for which Jiang Ning had paid eighty yuan.

It was September 2013, the period when SIM card real-name registration had just started, still leaving many SIM cards unregistered. A few years later, these unregistered SIM cards would be deactivated.

Guo Ran walked over from a distance, greeted by the smiling face of Yan Bo.

Jiang Ning heard clearly as Yan Bo complimented Guo Ran on her beautiful attire. Guo Ran acted demurely; they exchanged a few words and walked together outside.

Yan Bo was in a great mood. To please Guo Ran, he had put in a lot of thought, preparing different surprises each day, aiming to establish their relationship in one fell swoop.

Today he had made a reservation at a Western restaurant, and also arranged with the florist's staff to deliver flowers midway through their date.

Yan Bo's sedan was parked outside on the long street; the entrance to Fourth Middle School had many snack stalls, and it was difficult for cars to drive in.

A man in a grey tank top quietly followed behind them.

As a father, he was extremely angry. This young guy clearly already had a sweetheart yet was still messing around with his daughter. If not for someone sending him photos, he would still be clueless.

It was his fault for not disciplining his daughter properly, but it was too late now.

However, the young man bore even greater responsibility; he wanted to chop up this lad.

He had already found some people, and later on, they must ensure this young guy ended up in the hospital. It was entirely justifiable for him to stand up for his daughter.

The man in the grey tank top passed by an alley and looked inside; a plump woman stood there—the two were husband and wife, familiar with every move of one another.

The plump woman walked out of the alley with several men, spreading into the crowd.

As they moved further from the school gate, the snack stalls became fewer and farther between.

Near the intersection, the number of students dwindled significantly, a stark contrast to the bustling scene at the school entrance.

Yan Bo's sedan was parked on the side of the road.

Jiang Ning took out his keypad phone and dialed 110; someone picked up quickly.

Jiang Ning altered his voice, "Hello, officer, at the intersection in front of Yuzhou City Fourth Middle School, there is an incident of a group fighting, totaling seven individuals, some armed with controlled knives. Please send police assistance as soon as possible."

Without waiting for a response from the other end, Jiang Ning repeated the information once more, then hung up immediately.

He turned off the phone, shook it with Spiritual Power to remove any fingerprints, and threw the phone into the trash can.

The reason for such secrecy was that Jiang Ning was not ready to interact with official departments. Yuzhou was a city-level jurisdiction with plenty of capable personnel, including sharp-eyed and experienced veteran police officers.

These professionals should not be underestimated. Once they realized something was amiss, there would be endless trouble in the future.

In essence, it was because his own strength was insufficient that he had to be so cautious.

If he possessed the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm, able to destroy mountains with a mere strike, extinguish the lives of ordinary people with a glance, and fly at supersonic speeds, who would dare speak out in his presence?

"After sorting this out, I should quickly set up the Spirit Gathering Array."

After reporting the incident, Jiang Ning did not leave; he was concerned that something unexpected might happen before the police arrived.

Jiang Ning walked past as if nothing was unusual.

Yan Bo pressed his car key, and the sedan beeped twice.

As usual, he opened the car door for Guo Ran.

At that moment, the middle-aged man in the grey tank top approached.

Yan Bo looked at him with annoyance, and Guo Ran was also puzzled—she had a bad feeling about this.

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"Are you Yan Bo? Do you know my daughter?" the man in the grey tank top asked.

Yan Bo said impatiently, "Who are you, what daughter?"

"I don't know her; get out of my way." He had a reservation at the Western restaurant and was in a hurry.

Yan Bo made a move to open the car door but suddenly felt a tightness on his shoulder as the man grabbed his clothes, glowering at him coldly.

Yan Bo demanded angrily, "I bought this shirt from Heilan Home, cost me over eight hundred yuan. Try ripping it, see what happens?"

He was not intimidated; owning a clandestine factory, secretly discharging pollution, hiring people for surveillance—how could he be afraid of others?

"Do you know my daughter?" the man suppressed his anger.

"Who are you?" Yan Bo looked aggravated; his luck seemed incredibly bad today. Going out for a meal, he had encountered a lunatic.

Guo Ran could not stand it anymore and tried to intervene,

"What are you doing, hey, let him go, okay? If there's an issue, we can talk about it slowly."

The man suddenly turned his head and bellowed, "Shut up!"

Guo Ran stepped back in fright.

"I'm asking you, do you know my daughter?"

"Do you know her!" the man yelled, enunciating each word.

His eyes bulged with fury, and veins stood out on his forehead, giving him a ferocious appearance.

The fat woman's eyes also blazed with fury as she stepped forward and slapped down a photograph right in front of Yan Bo's face.

Yan Bo glanced at the photograph, and his complexion instantly turned pale.

It was an intimate snapshot of him with a young woman.

'Slept with someone's daughter, and now her parents are knocking on the door.'

Now, things were bad. Yan Bo wasn't worried about getting a beating; he unconsciously glanced at Guo Ran, knowing that if she found out about this, he would definitely have no chance.

'It's just a photograph, can't admit it, must never admit it.'

His mind raced, and in his panic, a flash of inspiration came to him:

"Your daughter was teaching me English, what's wrong with me treating her to a meal?"

"Is there a problem?"

The man in the gray tank top almost laughed in anger at his audacity. He knew his daughter's academic prowess—she couldn't even get into high school, yet she could tutor someone in English?

This bastard still refuses to admit it to this very moment, what a piece of trash!

The man's hand landed a slap across Yan Bo's face with a crisp "smack."

"Still being stubborn, tell me the truth!"

Yan Bo struggled with all his might, but under the grip of a middle-aged man in his prime, he couldn't break free at all.

"Speak, speak, tell the truth!" the man kept slapping him.

Guo Ran stepped in to break up the fight: "Stop fighting, we can talk this out. Fighting won't solve anything."

The fat woman shouted, "Your man slept with my daughter!"

"Get it?"

"You wretch, you can't even take care of your own man, letting him run wild!"

Having graduated from university not long ago and with little life experience, Guo Ran felt a burning shame on her face upon being cursed at like this by the fat woman.

You can't judge a book by its cover. She had never imagined Yan Bo would be that kind of person.

Yan Bo was wrestling to get free, and there was still room for manoeuvre, until he heard the woman spill everything.

He instantly panicked: "Damn your granny!"

Since things with Guo Ran were definitely over for him now, if he got beaten up as well, that would be adding insult to injury. He pulled out his car keys and stabbed them viciously into the man's hand.

The pain made the man in the gray tank top involuntarily loosen his grip.

Having been slapped multiple times, Yan Bo's face was numb with pain. When had he ever been humiliated like this? He was so furious he felt dizzy.

Given that things were over with Guo Ran, he cursed without reservation:

"Blame me? Why don't you blame your daughter?"

"The good daughter you raised, she curses both of you in front of me every day, saying how poorly you treat her!"

"You have no idea how terribly she curses!" Yan Bo was completely reckless with his words.

Upon hearing this, the man erupted like a thunderstorm and started beating Yan Bo, who he had dragged down to the ground.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Hold him down," the man called out for his men.

Several men swarmed over and pinned Yan Bo down firmly.

The fat woman watched from the sidelines, noticing Guo Ran standing petrified, her face a vision of vulnerability.

"Fox Spirit, look at the rubbish your man is!"

The more the fat woman thought about it, the angrier she got. It was this woman who let her man out, otherwise her daughter would never have been taken advantage of.

The middle-aged man pinned Yan Bo to the ground, beating him until he screamed in agony.

Hearing his screams and seeing Guo Ran's Foxy-looking face with her smooth, jet-black hair, the fat woman's jealousy and hatred built up. She pulled out a small knife, emboldened by her anger:

"I'm going to cut this bitch's hair off!"

She reached out to grab Guo Ran's hair, and Guo Ran, terrified, stumbled backward.

But how could a woman who couldn't even bring herself to kill a chicken contend with a fat woman who regularly hustled in the market?

Seeing her hair about to be yanked, Guo Ran felt a sense of despair.

Jiang Ning saw this scene and, with hands pocketed, said:

"The police are coming, you'd better run."

Amid the chaos, everyone halted, and the fat woman turned to look; indeed, a police car was speeding towards them in the distance.

She quickly grabbed her husband and, together with a few others, fled the scene.

Jiang Ning added, "Mr. Guo, I'm heading out."

He waved at Guo Ran, and before the police car arrived, he turned and left.