Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 891 - 890: Does It Still Hurt?

Upon hearing Chu Ge say this, Jin Yingji could no longer hold back and swung his fist fiercely at Chu Ge, but it was all in vain.Not to mention that Chu Ge had anticipated it, and he was carrying a gunshot wound. Even if he was uninjured, hitting Chu Ge with that punch would still be a fool's dream.

Chu Ge raised a hand, brushed Jin Yingji's fist aside, and as Jin Yingji refused to give up, reaching for Chu Ge with his other hand, Chu Ge stepped back slightly, causing him to grab nothing but air.

With a thud, Jin Yingji, losing balance, rolled off the hospital bed and fell to the ground. The translator nearby Chu Ge jumped in fright, but seeing that the two police officers at the door had no intention of intervening, he remained silent and moved aside a little.

"Angry and ashamed? But with fists like that, what can you really do?"

Chu Ge sneered evilly, bent down, grabbed Jin Yingji by the collar, and lifted him from the ground, only to toss him back onto the hospital bed with a sweep of his hand.

"Take a good look, this is what a fist looks like!"

Just as Jin Yingji was about to struggle to get up, he suddenly felt his vision blur. With a gust of wind rushing toward his face, a fist appeared in front of his head, less than an inch from his face.

Jin Yingji's pupils constricted, the hair on his forehead lifted from his skin, and as those strands of hair fell back onto his forehead, it seemed as if all the strength had been drained from his body; he instinctively held his breath.

Time seemed to stand still for those few seconds before Jin Yingji gradually regained the ability to breathe and lay back on the bed in dismay.

At that moment, he had a strong intuition — if that fist had continued forward, its power might have been no less than a bullet.

Biting his lip, Jin Yingji took a deep breath, glaring venomously at Chu Ge, a cold sneer on his face.

"Yes, I'm useless, otherwise I wouldn't have been caught by you. But don't celebrate too soon. You're doomed. My father will surely come for you. He'll kill you, and you'll never catch him."

Chu Ge retracted his fist, scratching his head with a wicked grin, "I think instead of counting on your father, you'd be better off relying on someone else. Of course, if there's no one stronger than your father behind you, then there's no point in counting on anyone."

The verbal humiliation and the intimidation through force were meant to torment Jin Yingji's psyche. Now it was nearly time to completely break Jin Yingji and try to pry open his mouth.

Jin Yingji furrowed his brow, "What do you mean by that?"

"Just what it sounds like." Chu Ge shrugged, seeing Jin Yingji's brow furrow tighter, giving a faint smile, "There was one thing you said right. In a certain sense, we can't catch your father anymore because... he's already dead."

"What?" Jin Yingji was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head vigorously, "No, that's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Chu Ge chuckled derisively, took out his phone, and showed several photos sent by Lin Gaoze, directing Jin Yingji's gaze to the screen.

"Open your eyes wide and take a good look. Do you still plan on counting on this dead man to kill me?"

"No... that's impossible, you're lying to me, no! That's not my father! It isn't!"

Chu Ge's cold smile deepened. He seized Jin Yingji's hair with his left hand, forcing his head closer to see the photos on the phone screen, sliding his right thumb over the screen to ensure he could see every picture clearly.

Indeed, Chu Ge's actions were cruel, but he deeply understood that this world has never been just about rosy flowers under the sunshine. Besides, being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to himself.

As Jin Yingji fiercely gripped his own hair, nearly breaking down, Chu Ge whispered in his ear, "Do you want to know how your father died? Do you want to avenge your father?"

For Jin Yingji at that moment, the voice carried an intoxicating allure. He suddenly lifted his head, trembling all over, glaring at Chu Ge with an expression of seething anger.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Simple, there's a saying in Hua Country: confessing will be lenient, resisting will be severe."

Chu Ge raised an eyebrow, "So if you confess something of enough value, I believe you'll gain your freedom before long, then you can do what you want. How do you like that deal?"

Jin Yingji stared intently at Chu Ge and asked slowly, "Can I trust you?"

Chu Ge shrugged, "You can choose not to believe."

"Brother Jin!"

From another hospital bed, Han Zhe, who had been silent, suddenly shouted. Jin Yingji slowly turned to see Han Zhe looking at him with a serious expression, shaking his head.

Following this, another cold laugh from Chu Ge echoed in the air as Jin Yingji turned his gaze back to Chu Ge.

Jin Yingji's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze filled with struggle and hesitation. A few seconds passed, and he suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream, the "ah" echoed throughout the entire floor.

Chu Ge stood quietly at the side, not prompting even after Jin Yingji's cries ceased, waiting for Jin Yingji to make his choice.

"Fine! I'll talk!" Jin Yingji's eyes sharpened, seemingly making up his mind, "But I'll only say it to you alone, bring your ear closer!"

Chu Ge shook his head without hesitation, "If you want to speak, say it like this, there's no point in playing any tricks."

"I'll only tell you alone, you must bring your ear closer, or else I'll..."

"Or else you won't say anything? Right?" Chu Ge interrupted Jin Yingji impatiently, "Heh... Who are you trying to scare?"

Jin Yingji paused, then snorted angrily, "You... Don't you want to know more about our affairs?"

"Of course I want to know, but I don't accept your conditions."

Chu Ge sneered, looking at Jin Yingji as if he were an idiot, "Have you watched too many brain-dead dramas? Are you planning for me to get closer so you can bite off my ear? Or maybe my throat? Is playing such a small trick fun for you?"

Watching Jin Yingji's complexion change repeatedly, Chu Ge pinched his brow, realizing that this guy indeed had that intention.

Honestly, Chu Ge always thought such overly melodramatic scenes only appeared in certain brain-dead dramas, but he didn't expect to encounter it personally today.

When he watched these dramas before, whenever such scenes usually proposed by the female lead for the villain to lean in occurred, he was truly baffled, was this really meant to showcase some unyielding spirit?

No, no, this is simply insulting the villain's intelligence, questioning the viewers' intelligence.

And at this moment, Jin Yingji was evidently insulting Chu Ge's intelligence, and clearly, this guy was determined not to confess anything.

Since that's the case, Chu Ge didn't hesitate any longer; it was time to implement his next plan.

Removing his finger from his brow, Chu Ge suddenly smiled brightly and asked Jin Yingji a completely perplexing question.

"By the way, you've been hospitalized for several days, right? Does your body still hurt?"

Jin Yingji frowned tightly, "Y-you, what do you mean?"

"I..." Chu Ge smiled, reached out, grabbed Jin Yingji's wrist, and suddenly yanked down, "I mean this!"

"Boom!"

Jin Yingji fell off the bed again, and Chu Ge raised his right foot high, stomping hard on Jin Yingji's uninjured leg.

This time, Chu Ge wasn't polite at all, applying enough force, and when his right foot landed on Jin Yingji's right knee, accompanied by a "crack" sound, Jin Yingji immediately let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

The scream was so loud it startled the two police officers at the door. Besides this floor, it might be clearly heard upstairs and downstairs; everyone outside the rooms, including the corridor, was dumbfounded.

Jin Yingji involuntarily curled up, his forehead instantly covered in cold sweat. As he instinctively lifted his head a bit, Chu Ge's right foot stepped on his face, causing the back of his head to hit the ground with a dull "thud" in the air.

Yet it wasn't over. Chu Ge's foot stomped, kicked, again and again, raining down on Jin Yingji's arms, hands, belly, and chest like raindrops.

"You find it fun to play me for a fool, huh? I gave you face, didn't I? Spoiled your rotten habits!"

In the midst of Jin Yingji's unbearable screams, the two policemen at the door finally snapped out of their deep shock, hastily shouting to stop Chu Ge and ran over to grab his arms, trying to separate him from Jin Yingji on the floor.

These two officers were truly stunned now; Lin Gaoze had informed them that Chu Ge would come today, asking them to cooperate a bit with him, but what Chu Ge was doing now had far exceeded what they could cooperate with!

If they didn't intervene, they had no doubt that Chu Ge would kick this important criminal suspect to death!

The only unfortunate solace, however, seemed to be that when they grabbed Chu Ge, he didn't violently struggle; although he appeared to struggle fiercely, he actually wasn't resisting much.

Being Lin Gaoze's confidants, these two policemen weren't clueless; they quickly noticed this odd aspect. Looking at Chu Ge again, it seemed he was winking at them, and finally, from Chu Ge's angry shout, they caught a certain hidden hint.

"You two don't stop me! This bastard dared to play me! I've had enough, even if I have to go in, I'll cripple him first!"

The two officers quickly pondered, what on earth did Chu Ge mean?

Could it be... Chu Ge intended to do this on purpose? Was it for him to "go in"? Otherwise, why would he emphasize the word "go in" deliberately?

As the two officers were struggling with their dilemma, the air suddenly resounded with a "clatter", and something shiny fell to the ground.