Are You Crazy? He’s only an Intern Lawyer?
Chapter 319 - 317: Lord Leopard Three, Expert, Three-on-Three

Chapter 319: Chapter 317: Lord Leopard Three, Expert, Three-on-Three

Gan Xiaowei still left, walking out of the courtroom.

There was no other way; she could no longer stay and had to leave.

And with Gan Xiaowei’s departure, the witness stand naturally became empty again.

"Prosecution?" Judge Liu immediately inquired with his eyes.

However, Xu Suyun, at this moment, was equally troubled.

Because the few witnesses she had prepared next were all of the same nature as Gan Xiaowei.

They were all there to testify against Tie Ruyun.

But now, their appearances seemed pointless.

Because the prosecution had already made deals with these women, and Zhang Wei had long devised countermeasures.

It was as simple as this: you bring forth one person, and I’ll summon Chai Ping again.

Therefore, Xu Suyun no longer had any witnesses she could use.

"I thought if I couldn’t kill with one strike, then I’d strike several times, but it seems I underestimated you!"

Looking at Zhang Wei in the defense’s bench, Xu Suyun felt the thorniness of the situation.

This "Homicide Lawyer" title was indeed not for nothing.

Since there were no witnesses, Xu Suyun’s response was apparent.

"Your Honor, the prosecution has no more witnesses!"

"Oh, no more witnesses, huh!"

Judge Liu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

This meant that the prosecution’s presentation of evidence was over, and next up was the defense’s turn to present their case.

"Well, it’s getting a bit late today, let me check the time..."

Judge Liu said this as he flipped through the calendar in his notebook.

"How about the beginning of next month..."

"Ahem, Your Honor, are you available tomorrow?"

Just as Judge Liu was about to set the date, Zhang Wei suddenly interrupted.

"Tomorrow is Friday, isn’t that a bit too rushed?"

Judge Liu was taken aback; you’re from the defense, aren’t you?

You are not the prosecution who would prefer you have as little prep time as possible.

You’re the defense; you also need time to prepare, right?

And you’re supposed to represent the interests of your client, yet you’re requesting to shorten the time? What is going on?

"Friday, well let me see, I have a court session in the morning, but the afternoon is fairly open, however, from your side..."

"Your Honor, I have no objections on my side!"

Zhang Wei’s answer was full of conviction, and he even looked towards the neighboring table, "I also hope that the court can conclude this case as soon as possible to clear my client’s name!"

"How about the prosecution, what do you think about tomorrow..."

"Your Honor, of course, we have no objections!"

In fact, Xu Suyun didn’t even need Judge Liu to speak; she would’ve been eager to start tomorrow.

Having a hearing tomorrow meant the defense had only one evening to prepare.

How could that be enough time?

With such haste, anyone could make a mistake, and Zhang Wei was bound to be unprepared, prone to errors.

Therefore, Xu Suyun wouldn’t object.

In truth, any experienced prosecutor would hope for the defense to have as little preparation time as possible.

This is also why defense lawyers usually favor delayed trials, while prosecutors generally hope that trials conclude quickly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wei chose to do the exact opposite.

"Alright then..."

After considering it, Judge Liu thought that even though Zhang Wei’s mind seemed abnormal and possibly short-circuited, it was also to his benefit.

If the case could conclude in the last week of the month, it would improve his monthly closure rate, which could only be beneficial to him.

"Therefore, after consulting with both parties, the court sets the next session for tomorrow afternoon at 2pm. Please make sure both parties are not late. For today, the court is adjourned!"

Judge Liu took a deep breath and banged the gavel to declare the court adjourned.

The courtroom, one by one, people began to stand and leave.

What was once a bustling courtroom began to quiet down gradually.

At the courthouse entrance.

"Old Tie, it’s getting late, so you should head back first!"

Zhang Wei was waving goodbye to Tie Ruyun.

"Zhang Wei, the hearing is set for tomorrow, do you still have things to do?"

Tie Ruyun seemed to notice that Zhang Wei appeared to be busy with something.

"Nonsense, of course, I’m busy. There’s a turnaround in your case, but I need to retrieve the evidence myself!"

Zhang Wei said this and urged Tie Ruyun to go back to rest, as he was about to get busy himself.

"Then... okay!"

Tie Ruyun had no choice but to drive away alone, feeling helpless.

After watching Old Tie’s car disappear, Zhang Wei also had Zhang Xinyan drive him away.

In the car.

Zhang Wei took out his cell phone and started to contact reinforcements.

"Silly, the show is about to start!"

"Sister Xiao Wu, it’s time!"

After two phone calls, a cold smile hung on the corner of Zhang Wei’s mouth.

He already knew where the key witness of the case was, and now he needed to go and "invite" the person over.

...

Thursday evening.

Dongfang Capital, Southern Port.

Compared to the newly built ports on the east side of the city, the facilities at Southern Port were seriously aging, resulting in less than half of the passenger and ship flow of the east side ports.

Even during the evenings, part of the Southern Port would turn off its lighting, and there were only a few patrols along the coast.

Dark and silent, perfect for sneaky deeds.

With so few patrols around, this place was ideal for unsavory activities.

That’s why Lord Leopard Three had chosen this very spot at Southern Port to welcome his esteemed guests.

The reason for choosing such a place instead of a formal port was naturally because of the guests’ status.

They were smugglers, who couldn’t enter through legal channels.

At this moment, Lord Leopard Three was standing at the port location with a group of his underlings.

In front of them, a cargo ship was slowly sailing towards the shore.

"Boss, are these the martial artists you’ve invited over?"

Sang Biao, his right-hand man, approached quietly and pointed at the cargo ship to inquire in a low voice.

"Of course, they’re not just martial artists; they’re masters!"

Lord Leopard Three said, touching his own face.

He still remembered that he had been beaten up by a young girl with no chance to fight back.

Being thrashed by a girl in front of his minions was indeed a loss of face.

But things were different now; he had invited masters.

He swore that if he ever encountered that girl again, he would make her pay!

However, the masters he had invited weren’t just for revenge, but to participate in the martial arts tournament to be held next month in Dongfang Capital.

Just thinking about the martial arts tournament brought a serious look to Lord Leopard Three’s face.

It was a tournament that he had been ordered to participate in by someone higher up.

Although Lord Leopard Three thought his martial skills were commendable, after experiencing the beating, he had become wary.

There’s always someone better out there.

If he, an old hand in the underworld, could be overturned, then his band of brash youths was certainly unreliable.

And in the martial arts tournament of Dongfang Capital, masters were as common as clouds; surely there would be participants as terrifyingly skilled as that girl.

So, for safety’s sake, Lord Leopard Three decided to recruit some outside help.

After all, his higher-up had said that they only needed to put a bit of pressure on a young man with the surname "Wu" at the martial arts tournament; anyone could compete.

Even whether they won the championship was irrelevant. Their goal was to target a certain individual, not the championship itself.

Soon, the cargo ship docked, and three distinctive individuals walked down from the ship’s deck.

The person in the lead was wearing an orange cloak, a slightly dark-skinned old man whose appearance was unremarkable.

But it was obvious that Lord Leopard Three recognized him.

"Master Zhagu, you’ve had a long and tiring journey, thank you for your efforts!"

"Lord Leopard Three!"

The old man known as Master Zhagu responded with a brief courtesy.

Following the old man, two somewhat younger people emerged.

One was a dark-skinned muscular man close to two meters tall, wearing a tank top, his muscles bulging explosively, his skin gleaming like black pearls.

The other was a skinny tall man, tall as the muscular one, but as thin as a bamboo pole.

Either of these two individuals would attract 100% of the pedestrians’ attention on the street.

But the two men, slightly trailing behind the old man, managed to highlight the seemingly ordinary old man’s presence.

"And these two are..." Lord Leopard Three looked at the two men and quickly inquired.

"Oh, they are my two disciples!"

Master Zhagu introduced them to Lord Leopard Three.

"The burlier one is my eldest disciple, Black King Kong!"

Lord Leopard Three looked at the hulking man, who was as black as coal, and thought to himself that the name was quite fitting.

"This one here is my second disciple, Bamboo Whip!"

Lord Leopard Three thought to himself, well, that’s impressive, the names you pick for your disciples have quite some room for improvement, Master.

Is it like you just look at your disciple and name them after whatever comes to mind?

Do your disciples know that you, as their master, choose their names so casually?

"So, Master, bringing the two of them with you, could it be that..."

Master Zhagu didn’t speak; instead, Black King Kong and Bamboo Whip shouted in unison:

"Coming to Dongfang, we seek but a defeat!"

Their voices were loud, and as soon as they spoke, a surge of momentum emerged.

Lord Leopard Three was still quite composed, but his underlings who heard this and felt the surge of momentum were immediately intimidated.

"Master Zhagu, could it be that you want to take your disciples to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"I have long heard that Dongfang is a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. My disciples have found few rivals in our homeland, so today, we have brought them to Dongfang to witness the great martial arts event of this land!"

He said, with a trace of a smile on his face.

And his two disciples behind him all showed a fierce grin.

From them erupted a rich fighting spirit.

While Master Zhagu was speaking, he suddenly asked, "By the way, Lord Leopard Three, did you call for some masters to give us a welcoming beating?"

"Huh?" Lord Leopard Three was stunned.

I just called so many of my guys to show support; you should have seen them too.

Where are the masters, could it be me?

"Lord Leopard Three, you’re so thoughtful, even preparing three masters in case we got cramped up on the boat, so we could warm up as soon as we disembarked?"

"Three masters, where, where?"

Lord Leopard Three hastily followed Master Zhagu’s gaze and suddenly turned to look back.

"Damn, it’s that girl!"

When he saw who was coming, his rear clenched, a chill ran through his lower body, and his old facial wound throbbed faintly.

The newcomers were four in total, exactly Zhang Wei and Xia Qianyue, and the Zhang siblings Zhang Xinwu and Zhang Xinyan.

"Boss, it’s that chick!"

Lord Leopard Three’s men, upon seeing Xia Qianyue, also shuddered subconsciously, the unpleasant memories flooding back.

A girl who had beaten them all, and it was a complete rout.

The terrifying combat power she displayed made one too frightened, too cold to muster even the slightest resistance.

And now, this terrifying girl had reappeared before them.

"Lord Leopard Three, we meet again!"

Zhang Wei, as the leader, immediately stepped forward, fixing his gaze on the target.

"I’m here today because I’d like to take Sang Biao with us for a bit of a trip!"

Sang Biao was immediately shocked; what did I do?

Lately, I’ve been nothing but honest, just overseeing business for the organization, occasionally taking a little side profit, but not doing anything too outlandish, right?

How come you want to take me with you as soon as you arrive, it’s so unjust...

Although Sang Biao always engaged in condemnable activities, he couldn’t guess Zhang Wei’s intent.

"Oh, so they’re not people you invited, Lord Leopard Three!"

Just then, Master Zhagu took a step forward, standing in front of Lord Leopard Three.

"Lord Three, since that’s the case, why not let us disciples take care of this for you, how about it?"

At these words, Lord Leopard Three’s face lit up.

Yes, this time he had masters on his side.

Not to mention Master Zhagu, his two disciples looked fierce and formidable, obviously skilled.

Plus, with so many of his own guys around, why should he be afraid of their four?

Thinking this, Lord Leopard Three regained his confidence.

"Kid, you’ve really got some nerve, coming here to find me is one thing, but demanding to take away one of my guys without asking my permission?"

Sang Biao, listening on the side, was about to cry with gratitude.

Lord Leopard Three, I, Sang Biao, am at your service for life!

Meanwhile, Master Zhagu approached Zhang Wei and his group, calmly saying with a smile, "Lord Leopard Three is an old friend of mine. If you intend to harm his people, you’re disrespecting me, and we cannot simply stand by!"

"Old man, you must have sneaked in here, right? Is your status even legal? If I were to make an anonymous call right now, do you think someone might send you back?"

Zhang Wei immediately pulled out his phone and started making threats.

"Damn, you..."

Zhang Wei’s words downright flustered Master Zhagu.

I’m being all polite with you, and you young man have no sense of martial decorum!

But Zhang Wei’s words indeed had Master Zhagu in a bind.

He, Master Zhagu, may be a martial arts master, but he too feared the official power of Dragon Country.

If something goes wrong, and I’m sent packing back home, will I even be able to participate in the martial arts competition anymore?

When the folks back in my hometown ask what place I got in the martial arts competition in Dragon Country, and why I came back so early, what should I say?

What am I supposed to answer?

Say we didn’t even compete and were sent back by others.

Wouldn’t that mean losing all our face?

"Kid, you can’t talk like that. We came here for the martial arts competition, which is also about making friends through martial arts, right?"

As Master Zhagu spoke, he pointed to his two disciples and smiled, "How about this for today? Me and my two disciples versus the three experts you brought along. How about a three-on-three spar?"

"If we win, today’s matter will be settled. You can go back the way you came and pretend as if you saw nothing, okay?"

Zhang Wei frowned but quickly asked, "What if we win?"

"If you win, you can take whoever you want. How does that sound?"

"Boss, I object!"

Upon hearing Master Zhagu’s words, someone immediately spoke out.

This person was none other than Sang Biao.

He was speechless inside, wondering why Master Zhagu’s wager should involve him when he wasn’t even a disciple!

But Sang Biao’s protest did not catch Lord Leopard Three’s attention; on the contrary, he nodded in agreement, "Alright, I agree!"

Sang Biao: emmm...

Okay, he was regretting it now and wanted to take back what he’d said about being willing to work like a horse for Lord Leopard Three.

"Alright, let us think it over!"

Zhang Wei didn’t agree immediately; instead, he and Xia Qianyue and the others huddled to discuss it.

"These three look pretty odd, but their fighting power might not be weak. Do you guys have confidence?"

"Zhang Wei, do you not have confidence in me and my sister? I’m not afraid to tell you, I, Zhang Xinyan, can take on ten at a time!"

"It’s precisely because I know you that I’m not confident..."

"You bastard, do you believe I’ll beat you up?"

"Then you’re doomed – you’d owe me a million and have to work for me for a lifetime. Do you want to try?"

"I was just kidding, you’re my boss, how could I possibly hit you..."

Seeing Zhang Xinyan cower instantly, Zhang Wei curled his lip.

And he’s supposed to be an expert?

He was easily manipulated by Zhang Wei without effort.

"Simple-minded person, Sister Xiao Wu, do you have confidence?"

"I’m not sure... But I should be able to handle that tall, skinny one and the burly guy easily. I’m not sure about the old man, but I don’t think he poses a threat."

Upon hearing Xia Qianyue’s response, Zhang Wei finally felt relieved.

If the simple-minded person was confident, then it was fine.

"And what about you, Sister Xiao Wu?"

"I can only say I’ll give it my all, but I will definitely help you with all my strength!"

"Alright then..."

Zhang Wei thought carefully, Zhang Xinwu was not bad in terms of skills, those two disciples looked weird, but their actual strength couldn’t be that strong.

Plus, with the terrifying Simple-minded person as their foundation, they were probably not likely to lose.

"Alright, Master Zhagu, right? We agree!"

"Hahaha, since the kid agrees, let’s start now!"

Hearing Zhang Wei’s agreement, Master Zhagu himself laughed and gave Lord Leopard Three a meaningful glance.

Everyone present stepped back to give them space for the area.

Master Zhagu signaled his two disciples with a couple of glances, and the two exchanged a look.

Finally, it was Bamboo Whip who stepped forward with a menacing smile and moved to the center.

"Our side presents my second disciple, Bamboo Whip. Who’s your contender?"

"I will!"

On Zhang Wei’s side, Zhang Xinyan also stepped forward, stretching his arms as he walked into the center.

"Oh, the weakest one!"

Seeing Zhang Xinyan get up to fight, Master Zhagu laughed.

This first battle looked like a win for his side.

Then for the second round, even if his other disciple happened to lose...

Even though that was unlikely, if it really happened, he could still cover for him.

What he wasn’t sure about was the seemingly harmless little girl on Zhang Wei’s side and how much strength she really had.

He only knew that when they first appeared, they gave him a sense of danger, but the feeling quickly faded.

"These people look so young; surely no monster could be among them, right?"

Master Zhagu felt confident about his ability to evaluate people. His disciples and he were likely to win today.