My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 241 - 0241: Who Do You Want to Teach a Lesson?

Chapter 241: Chapter 0241: Who Do You Want to Teach a Lesson?

Lin Xue’s kind reminder didn’t faze Tang Ming in the slightest; he never took the so-called Qin Family to heart.

After Lin Xue left, Tang Ming and the fatty returned to their classroom to continue classes. On their way back, the fatty curiously asked, "Brother Ming, did you really kill the Qin Family’s dog?"

"That dog deserved a beating, even less resilient than its owner, died from one punch!"

Tang Ming nodded and said, "Just like Qin Haitao’s pathetic appearance, the beast he raised is no better in character."

"Like father, like son—the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree."

The fatty made a startling remark.

"Haha, that’s spot on."

Tang Ming burst into laughter.

"Seriously though, I’ve heard that the Qin Family is a formidable Martial Arts Family. You’ve killed their dog; they won’t let this go easily. Why don’t you go into hiding for a bit?"

After jesting, the fatty voiced his concerns.

"Scared of what? I’ve already beaten up Qin Haitao; are the Qin Family members worth less than a dog?"

Tang Ming rolled his eyes. If he wasn’t afraid of beating up a person, why would he fear a dog?

The fatty then remembered that Tang Ming had already offended the Qin Family; one more dog wouldn’t make much difference!

Outside the police station.

Qin Haitian sat in the back seat of a Bentley, smoking, while Qin Haitao stood outside the car, furiously scolding a few white-collar workers in suits and ties!

The Qin Family’s lawyers had completed all the procedures at the police station, generously compensating the victims who were bitten by the dog—five hundred thousand for general injuries, and one million for the critically injured.

Learning that the total compensation amounted to several million, Qin Haitao exploded in anger, lashing out at the lawyers with vicious words.

Although the Qin Family was wealthy, they couldn’t afford to lose face. Qin Haitao felt compensating was a sign of weakness and incredibly humiliating!

"Younger brother, don’t be too hard on these lawyers."

Qin Haitian took a deep drag from his cigarette and called out impatiently, "Hurry up and get Hua Laqi to find out who killed Prince. I want to avenge Prince."

"Get lost, all of you useless things! If it weren’t for the Qin Family’s wealth, you probably wouldn’t be able to win a single case."

Qin Haitao, cursing and beating, chased away the lawyers then angrily returned to the driver’s seat: "The police don’t know who killed Prince, but Laqi has already gone to find witnesses; the murderer will be exposed soon."

"Hmph, with Prince dead, it’s Hua Laqi’s undeniable responsibility. If he can’t find out who the murderer is, I’ll have him join Prince in the grave," Qin Haitian snorted impatiently and said, "What should I do when I’m itching to kill someone right now?"

"Brother, that’s perfect—let’s head to the school now! Deal with that Tang Ming who bullied me," Qin Haitao suggested hatefully.

"Good idea! It’s Tang Ming’s bad luck for offending our Qin Family. Before finding the murderer, let’s start by toughening up on him," Qin Haitian nodded, signaling the driver to head to the school.

Hua Laqi was the leader of the three arrogant individuals at the police station before, and also the Qin Family’s butler. After the lawyers arrived, the three of them were bailed out.

With two bright red handprints on his face, Hua Laqi and his two underlings squatted on the curb not far from the police station, smoking and massaging their faces.

"Laqi, does it hurt? The young master really went overboard," one of the underlings asked, concerned for Hua Laqi.

"Pain means shit! Prince was the young master’s beloved pet, and now someone’s beaten him to death. We’re lucky they didn’t kill us too."

Hua Laqi took a fierce drag on his cigarette and said anxiously, "If we can’t find the killer who beat Prince to death, we might as well pack up and leave."

"We can’t have that. Where else can we find a job with such a high annual salary after leaving the Qin Family!"

One of the underlings shook his head repeatedly, insisting firmly, "We must find that murderer no matter what!"

"That’s easy to say, but what are we supposed to do now? We can’t just force the police to hand someone over by sparking the higher-ups of the Qin Family, right? The team leader doesn’t give a damn about us, and that policewoman is even more arrogant—she even wants to hit us!"

Another underling murmured with a worried expression.

"There’s definitely no point in asking the police!"

A gleam flashed in Hua Laqi’s eyes as he threw away his cigarette butt and stamped it out forcefully. He said viciously, "Go find the witnesses. Some of the onlookers that day, I know them. If they don’t spill the beans, I’ll burn down their houses and desecrate their ancestral graves!"

Hua Laqi knew just how much Qin Haitian adored that dog and also knew that it was his own negligence that led to Prince being killed. To divert the disaster from himself and avoid blame from Qin Haitian, he was determined to find the killer.

Afterward, Hua Laqi and his two companions began to look for witnesses, preparing to use both threats and inducements to find the murderer.

Soon after, Qin Haitian’s Bentley arrived at the school gates. He got out of the car with a fierce demeanor and walked toward the school with murderous intent. But as he reached the main gate, he suddenly stopped!

"Bro, let’s hurry up and teach that bastard a lesson. Let’s go straight to his class and throw him down from the building!"

Qin Haitao urged impatiently.

"Are there other disciples from martial arts families in your school?"

Qin Haitian reined in his fighting spirit, asking with some trepidation.

"I’ve just transferred here and don’t know much about this place. I’ve heard that Ma Gangqiang from the Ma Family attends school here; he used to be the school bully! But he hasn’t been coming to school recently, I don’t know why."

Qin Haitao looked uncertainly at Qin Haitian, "What’s up?"

"In the eyes of martial artists, us barging in to stir up trouble is like walking onto someone else’s turf looking for a fight. It wouldn’t be good if we complicate matters."

Hearing that someone from the Ma Family was in the school made Qin Haitian frown even deeper, hesitatingly saying, "The Ma Family is an established family in Songlan City. It’s not worth making an enemy out of them over such a trivial matter."

"Right, right, right, I’ll call Ma Gangqiang and ask, so as not to offend anyone."

Qin Haitao nodded repeatedly and immediately took out his cell phone to dial Ma Gangqiang’s number.

"Who is this? You call me while I’m slaying dragons in my game, believe it or not, I’ll kill you?"

Upon answering the phone, a roar came from Ma Gangqiang.

Previously at the sports meet, Ma Gangqiang had been sent to the hospital by Tang Ming, who hit him with a shot put. Although he has been discharged from the hospital now, Tang Ming’s humiliation had utterly shattered his face, and coupled with an unresolved concussion, he dropped school temporarily and was at home playing mobile games when the call interrupted him.

"Quite the temper, Brother Ma. I’m Qin Haitao from the Qin Family!"

Facing such a roar, Qin Haitao’s expression turned somewhat unpleasant, as he introduced himself directly.

"Someone from the Qin Family!"

Ma Gangqiang’s tone softened slightly but still sounded a bit impatient, "What do you want? I’m in the middle of a game!"

"It’s nothing serious. My brother and I are about to sort someone out at the school, so I thought I’d give you a heads-up to avoid any ill feelings."

Qin Haitao explained the situation civilly and offered politely, "How about it, Brother Ma, shall we meet up first and then take care of our business?"

"Let’s skip the meeting. I’ve been secluded in training lately and am not at school."

Ma Gangqiang responded somewhat wearily, in fact, he was still recovering from the head injury inflicted by Tang Ming but couldn’t disclose such an embarrassing issue. He asked casually, "Who do you want to teach a lesson to?"