The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 368 - 368 343 Rebellion

368: Chapter 343 Rebellion 368: Chapter 343 Rebellion “Wow, impressive, Liu Hun!

You really have great connections to have bribed the court, the judge, and tampered with my evidence!” Chang Hechun, without any hesitation, burst out of the plaintiff’s seat, pointing and loudly shouting at Liu Hun and the judge.

“Bailiffs!

Bailiffs!

Take this man into custody!

Detain him administratively for three days!” Even the most well-mannered judge couldn’t stand this mad dog and immediately ordered the bailiffs to apprehend Chang Hechun.

Fang Hua also found it strange; it almost felt like a dream, and although he was suspicious, he wasn’t foolish enough to openly accuse the judge and Liu Hun of collusion without evidence; mindless babble like that is simply idiotic.

At that moment, Liu Hun also walked over to Chang Hechun and said, “I already warned you not to engage in such activities.

Otherwise, you’ll spend the rest of your life doing just one thing—regretting your stupidity today!

Forgot?”

“Liu Hun!” Chang Hechun attempted to break free to kick Liu Hun but, restrained by the bailiffs, failed to land his kicks.

His eyes bloodshot, he glared at Liu Hun and hissed through clenched teeth, “Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you’ve bribed the judge!

Do you even know who’s backing me?

You think you’ve won?!

Hah!

I’ll make sure you end up in jail, eating prison food, picking up soap!”

“You really are a piece of trash with an EQ of five, IQ of five, and even your combat power is only five!” said Liu Hun as he swiftly broke Chang Hechun’s jaw and then promptly reset it.

Chang Hechun wailed in pain.

Caught off guard by Liu Hun’s quick actions, the two bailiffs couldn’t even react in time.

“Liu Hun!

How dare you assault someone in the courtroom!

The judge told me I could sue you!” Chang Hechun yelled at the judge, seemingly forgetting that just minutes ago he had been accusing the court and Liu Hun of collusion.

“Please follow the formal legal process for filing a lawsuit, and also, provide valid evidence.” The judge deliberately emphasized the word “valid,” then instructed the bailiffs, “Take him away, detain him administratively for three days.”

“Why detain me?

On what grounds?

I want to sue him!

Why won’t you accept my case?

Corrupt court!

Corrupt judge…” Shouting incessantly, Chang Hechun was eventually dragged out of the courtroom by the bailiffs, his disgraceful demeanor recorded by opportunists and promptly distributed to the media outside.

When Liu Hun walked out of the courthouse with swagger, the reporters swarmed him, their cameras clicking nonstop.

“Manager Liu!

What can you say about your victory?

Any thoughts?”

Liu Hun responded to the journalists’ question, “Justice inevitable prevails; this is the heavenly way!

So, some people just cannot win.”

“Manager Liu, when you mention ‘someone,’ are you referring to Manager Chang Hechun?

What do you have to say about him?”

A sharp look flashed in Liu Hun’s eyes; he remembered Chang Hechun mentioning his powerful backers, obviously referring to Tianxing Group, but he couldn’t say that to the media.

“Of course, I am talking about him.

You media folks must have seen for yourselves the clownish behavior of some people.

I wonder if you remember what I said before entering the courthouse.”

“Manager Liu, do you mean this statement: ‘Chang Hechun comes with his personality and IQ, but you all know that’s not much, so I can only reject it.’ Or this one: ‘It’s easy to paint a tiger’s skin but hard to paint its bones; it’s easy to know a person’s face but not their heart.

I hope you media friends will take a good look at what some people really are, or…

whether they are anything at all!'” A journalist precisely repeated what Liu Hun had said before, causing a round of hearty laughter among the other journalists.

Facing a complete loser, a hypocritical Chang Hechun, the journalists had nothing left to hide.

“Those who know me, Liu Hun, deserve to be called wise!” Liu Hun left these words for the throng of journalists, his lips curving into a rare smile, knowing the media was entirely on his side this time.

After leaving the courthouse, while in the car, Liu Hun asked Bai Lingfei, “Lawyer Bai, considering defamation and damage to interests, how long could Chang Hechun be sentenced?”

Adjusting her black-framed glasses, Bai Lingfei answered professionally, “Apart from compensating for economic losses prompted by criminal law, at most three years.”

“That’s too light a punishment for such a person,” Liu Hun muttered under his breath.

What he loathed most wasn’t the arrogant people who confronted him but the likes of Chang Hechun, who played nice to his face and turned into a devil behind his back, ready to kill without hesitation—clearly, three years seemed too lenient to him.

Suddenly, Bai Lingfei gave Liu Hun a sly smile and said, “I want to know how you did it.”

The secrets of the Black Dragon Power, how could I tell you?

Liu Hun thought silently to himself but instead retorted, “I want to know your identity.”

“Lawyer,” Bai Lingfei simply replied.

“Then I have nothing to tell you,” Liu Hun said straightforwardly.

He was curious about the identities of other superpower users, but he had his plans and considerations for now.

If Bai Lingfei was willing to reveal hers, that would be best; if not, it didn’t really matter.

“If you don’t tell me, I will find out eventually,” Bai Lingfei said, biting her lower lip, looking slightly angry.

Liu Hun just shrugged—clearly implying, “It’s up to you!”

After seeing off Bai Lingfei, Liu Hun drove home, where naturally, the gentle comforts of his goddess awaited him.

The next day, all the major media erupted with news of Chang Hechun suing Liu Hun.

Almost unanimously, they ridiculed Chang Hechun and praised Liu Hun, with several major print entertainment media outlets even posting Chang Hechun’s distorted and ugly face alongside Liu Hun’s iconic quotes, causing the whole of Huaxia to ridicule him.

Liu Hun had completely handed the matter over to Bai Lingfei, as he didn’t want to waste time on Chang Hechun, especially since Shi Bi’er was in a rush to release an album, which was the top priority.

Cage Band certainly wouldn’t come to provide music for Shi Bi’er anymore, so Liu Hun had no choice but to look for another band.

After spending quite a sum of money and following the guidance of an old hand at the studio, Liu Hun finally found a lesser-known second-rate band—Square Band.

Although it was a second-rate band, the good thing was that it wasn’t famous.

The cost was cheap and it didn’t attract much attention, Liu Hun thought it wouldn’t bring annoying flies around them.

As for the quality, this band was good enough to play popular music.

“Hello, Manager Liu, I am the lead singer of the band, Guang Shanlin.” The somewhat unkempt man introduced himself to Liu Hun, exuding an air of rock music all over.

“Hello, I am Shi Bi’er’s manager, Liu Hun.

Let’s not beat around the bush and get straight to the contract,” Liu Hun said, sitting across from Guang Shanlin.

Guang Shanlin touched his head and said with a smile, “We really didn’t expect Manager Liu to find us.

Miss Shi Bi’er, such a big star, has taken a fancy to us, it’s really our luck.

Well… I’ve brought the contract, please have a look.”

Liu Hun didn’t expect this young man to be so well-prepared and, apparently, quite admired Shi Bi’er.

He took the contract and carefully looked it over.

Five thousand per song, quite a bit cheaper than Cage Band, and the rest of the content had no tricks, so Liu Hun immediately signed the contract with Guang Shanlin.

After the contract was signed by both parties, they immediately began the official music session, and everything progressed much more smoothly than Liu Hun had imagined.

Liu Hun listened outside the recording studio as the fifth song was being officially recorded and heaved a huge sigh of relief.

At this pace, finishing the recording of Shi Bi’er’s ten-song album within the remaining half month was absolutely no problem.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak,” loud screeching brakes sounded at the entrance of the recording studio, and three luxury sports cars stopped at the studio’s entrance; Liu Hun took a closer look—it was Xia Huai!

“Liu Hun!” As Xia Huai and a group of people got out of the cars and walked towards Liu Hun, they looked at him as if they were seeing something rare.

Liu Hun didn’t expect Xia Huai to suddenly show up, but from his gaze, Liu Hun could tell that the visitor was not friendly.

“My eyesight is bad.

These eyes are often deceived.

Can you guys help me check if this man is Shi Bi’er’s manager, Liu Hun?” Xia Huai asked the people around him.

“Yes!

This man is Liu Hun, young master!” someone next to Xia Huai responded.

“Slap!”

No one expected Xia Huai to suddenly slap the speaker’s face, then squint at Liu Hun, but say to the one who was hit, “Didn’t you know this man can change faces?”

“Yes, yes, yes…” The slapped man hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Xia Huai chuckled, looking at Liu Hun and asked, “Mr.

Gu or Liu Hun?

Is it Mr.

Gu or Liu Hun?

I think it’s necessary to verify properly.”

“Xia Huai, a word of advice, don’t overestimate yourself,” Liu Hun coldly said to Xia Huai.

“Overestimate myself?

Liu Hun, even at this point, you dare to act all high and mighty!

Attack!

Swell up this Liu’s face for me!

I want to see who else he can pose as!” Xia Huai’s gaze turned venomous, and he commanded his goons.

Eight burly men rushed toward Liu Hun.

Five minutes, not a second more or less, all became nourishment for the Black Dragon Power.

Liu Hun dusted off his clothes, kicked the few men lying on the ground aside, and walked up to Xia Huai.

At this point, the fierce expression on Xia Huai’s face still hadn’t dissipated, watching Liu Hun step closer not only did he not show fear, but a flicker of excitement barely noticeable crossed his face.

“Courting death!” Xia Huai’s expression suddenly contorted, and the hand that had been held behind his back holding a dagger stabbed towards Liu Hun.

Just as the dagger was about to plunge into Liu Hun’s stomach, Xia Huai’s mouth corner just lifted up in a smirk, but his smile immediately froze—he had never thought Liu Hun could catch the dagger.

“Xia Huai, have you ever thought about what would happen to you if you hurt me and I ended up in the hospital?” Liu Hun asked Xia Huai, really not expecting Xia Huai to personally take such action.

“My dad is Xia Minglang!

Who dares to do anything to me?

You ruined my number one spot, made me lose face and get scolded, I just want to kill you,” Xia Huai yelled hideously at Liu Hun.

“Here’s a saying for you, using dog shit as a whip; it serves neither scholarly nor martial purposes.” Liu Hun said to Xia Huai, completely at a loss for words.