Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 340 - 233: Beating Back

Chapter 340: Chapter 233: Beating Back

Zhou Mikang was confined alone in a room of about twenty square meters, a table and three chairs being the only furnishings within.

Here, there were no human rights; drinking water and eating were timed and rationed. Eating was manageable, but how could drinking water be timed and rationed?

Fortunately, thanks to special training, temporary lack of water wouldn’t cause too much hardship. Zhou Mikang sat quietly, eyes closed, resting his mind. After entering, he had been bombarded for sixteen hours straight.

He hadn’t broken yet, but the shift workers had given in before him; he guessed they were currently meeting with Duke Zhou. With no bed around, this was the only way he could rest and gather strength.

Guarding outside were two men in their twenties, one fat and one thin.

"I wonder when we’ll get to make a move. I get itchy hands just looking at him," the thin man said, barely able to hide his eagerness.

The fat man dragged the eager thin man to sit down. "Just sit tight and stay out of trouble," he said.

"Him..." the thin man muttered disdainfully toward the room, his face full of contempt, "he’s come down to this; what more trouble can there be? I think, perhaps if he dies, that’ll be our great achievement."

"Sigh!" The fat man sighed and ignored him further.

The thin man nudged the fat man. "What, you feel sorry for him?"

"It’s not that I feel sorry for him; I just hope that this matter gets settled soon. You’ve seen a lot in these past few years, Jun. You should understand what I mean."

The thin man fell silent instantly; indeed, from the moment he was assigned here, he had been immersed in the joy of being trusted and hadn’t really thought about this issue.

If the Zhou family managed to turn the situation around, even as minor soldiers, they would face calamity along with the Xiao family. But by then, it was already too late for regrets...

"Thinking of the young and old at home, we need to consider more," the fat man added.

"Shall we give him some water to drink?" the thin man suggested, wanting to make amends for his behavior.

"Better not; if someone comes upon us, we can’t explain it away. We should just do our job by the book; no matter what happens, we still have a way out."

"You’re sharper..."

The voices of the two men whispering outside did not fail to reach Zhou Mikang’s ears. A mocking smile appeared on his expressionless face.

These fools, do they not think about why the Zhou family would accept their fate without any action? Did they really believe they were utterly powerless?

Following that, a tinge of sadness surged in his heart. At the end of the day, the Zhou family was merely a pawn! His hands clenched tightly...

The speaking outside abruptly ceased.

A moment later, footsteps approached.

"You can leave now; we’ll take over from here," a rather honest male voice entered the room.

Zhou Mikang’s expression faltered slightly. Had the outcome been decided?

Previous interrogation officers or those left guarding the door were merely peripheral members of the Xiao family; such an arrangement indicated that the family the Xiao family relied on had not yet achieved an absolute victory, otherwise, the Xiao family wouldn’t hesitate to deal harshly with him.

No matter how skilled he was, it wouldn’t be difficult for the Xiao family to take his life at this moment, crippling him would be even easier... With Xiao Yuwen’s petty nature, having finally gotten the upper hand, he wouldn’t waste it to the utmost.

If something indeed went wrong...

In a split second, a touch of agony swept through his eyes. If only he hadn’t married her, whether or not they were truly husband and wife, to outsiders, they were indeed a married couple.

The key points were that Elder Wan and Old Master Jing could protect her for a while, but not for a lifetime. With Xiao Yuwen’s vengeful nature, even if it took ten years, he wouldn’t forget the humiliation endued that day.

If only she had married someone who could truly protect her, otherwise...

Zhou Mikang dared not continue the thought, his heart filled with immense regret, while feeling indescribably towards the elder who was on the same side as his family. If the elder had revealed the truth to them earlier, would it have come to this?

The Zhou family lineage had been in the military for generations, not adept at cunning and deceit. In the past, Zhou Mikang had believed this to be the Zhou family’s pride; now, he truly felt it was the Zhou family’s shortcoming.

While lost in thought, the quarreling outside settled, and the door was gently pushed open. Zhou Mikang concealed all his emotions, gazing indifferently as a robust man in his thirties entered—a crew cut, arched eyebrows, fierce eyes, and a straight nose. Seeing Zhou Mikang examining him, he smiled warmly, "Hello, I’m Wang Quan."

Zhou Mikang nodded at him, remaining silent.

After entering, the man looked around and slightly furrowed his brows before stepping out and returning with a warm pot, pouring Zhou Mikang a cup of water and softly sighing. "Colonel Zhou, I regret the inconvenience."

"Thank you," Zhou Mikang voiced his thanks, sipped a little from the teacup, then placed it back down.

"Colonel Zhou, drink a bit more..." Wang Quan paused, then added, "We are Old Master Dang’s men."

Zhou Mikang’s expression sharpened; deep down, he greatly admired Old Master Dang, even beyond Elder Huang, who was allied with his own family.

Still, changing allegiances was strictly taboo; even if he admired him, he couldn’t show it.

"Elder Wan has interceded on his behalf," Wang Quan continued.

Gratitude welled up in Zhou Mikang’s eyes. "I will remember that."

"Your father’s side has also switched to our people, rest assured."

This time, Zhou Mikang’s expression truly relaxed, and he also understood that after this battle, some things might need to change. However, he was quite looking forward to this change.

"Open the door, let me in." Xiao Yuwen’s voice came from outside.

"I’m sorry, you can’t come in."

"Why can’t I come in? Do you know who I am?"

"Yes, you are Director Xiao."

"Then hurry up and let me in, are you blind?"

"No!"

"..."

Wang Quan frowned and stood up. "I’ll go out and see."

"If he insists on coming in, let him in," Zhou Mikang said as he flexed his wrists. "I can still handle it."

The corner of Wang Quan’s mouth twitched, and he turned to leave.

Outside, Xiao Yuwen was struggling with another colleague of Wang Quan’s, Fang Shengguo, "...What are you doing? Rebellion! How dare you pull at me? I really need this job..."

"Shengguo, let him go."

Fang Shengguo immediately let go, and Xiao Yuwen, unprepared, staggered back several steps before steady himself.

"What’s your name? Hurry up and say it!" Xiao Yuwen, furious, his face turning bluish, thought that if his current image weren’t so compromising, he definitely would have brought several people with him. He mused that by having fewer people see, he’d save face, yet he encountered such an undiscerning fool.

"Fang Shengguo."

Xiao Yuwen pointed at him fiercely, "Good, good, good, I’ll remember you, Fang Shengguo. If I don’t make you go back home to cultivate sorghum, then I’m not Xiao Yuwen!"

"We don’t grow sorghum in my hometown." Fang Shengguo impassively replied.

"You still want to go back home?" Xiao Yuwen glanced at him, "Go dream your big dreams. If I don’t send you to a place where even rabbits can’t poo, I’d be letting you off too easy!"

"Comrade, if you continue to make an unreasonable fuss, don’t blame us for being inhospitable," Wang Quan sternly stared at Xiao Yuwen. "Dressed like this, what are you planning to do?"

"Dressed like this?" Triggered by Wang Quan’s comment, Xiao Yuwen felt his blood boil. Did he want to dress like this? "You’ve all become rebels. Hurry up and open the door. I’ll make Zhou Mikang look just like me, the little bastard. If I don’t make him turn out like this, may my name, Xiao, be written backwards!"

"Are you sure you want to go in?" Wang Quan asked seriously.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xiao Yuwen glared at him irritably, "What’s your name?"

"Wang Quan."

"Good, the two of you, go grow sorghum together later!" Xiao Yuwen said, pushing the door open forcefully and then slamming it shut, leaving Fang Shengguo and Wang Quan locked outside.

"Is everything okay?" Fang Shengguo asked with some concern, pointing inside.

Wang Quan shook his head: "Don’t worry."

"He hasn’t eaten or slept well in the last couple of days, can he really handle it?"

"When did you start nagging so much?" Wang Quan’s mouth curved up, "If someone insists on getting beaten up, it’d be wrong to stop them."

"True." Fang Shengguo smiled, nodded, and comfortably sat back down behind the desk.

As soon as Xiao Yuwen entered, he pulled a chain whip from behind his back and, glancing at Zhou Mikang, who sat there quietly watching him, charged without a word.

Zhou Mikang’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. So eager to get beaten up, he’d be sorry not to oblige. But Xiao Yuwen was really considerate to bring a tool knowing his hands would hurt, truly a good comrade...

"Ah!... Ouch!... Stop hitting!... Ah!... Oww!..."

Hearing the screams emanating from the room, Fang Shengguo gasped. That one must be strong; after such a torment, he still managed to beat Xiao Yuwen into this state...it sounded painfully intense...

Seeing Xiao Yuwen collapse weakly on the floor, out of moving energy, Zhou Mikang finally put down his whip, gasping for breath and squatting in front of him. Then, he suddenly noticed Xiao Yuwen’s missing teeth!

Confused, he touched the back of his head and glanced at the whip lying on the ground. Zhou Mikang himself was baffled—could his whip technique have become so fierce?

Suddenly remembering Xiao Yuwen’s swollen face when he entered, he kicked him lightly with his toe, "Who knocked your teeth out?"

"Yingze."

"Yingze?" Zhou Mikang tried to remember, feeling sure he didn’t know such a person. It seemed Xiao Yuwen had quite a few enemies! Just then, Xiao Yuwen emphasized again, "It’s Jing Jie."

"Jing Jie?" Looking at Xiao Yuwen’s toothless mouth, Zhou Mikang suddenly understood—he couldn’t speak properly without teeth! "You mean Jing Zhe?"

"Yes!" Xiao Yuwen glared at Zhou Mikang, "Mark my words, all the pain I’ve suffered, you will too." (To be continued. If you enjoy this story, you are welcome to vote at Qidian (qidian.com) and support by casting recommendation votes or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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