Chapter 15 What a Small World

Book:Fist of Healing Published:2024-11-29

Darnell left the Bauhinias Residences and drove the Porsche to the insurance company’s designated repair shop. After that, he planned to take a taxi back to his place.
The automobile repair shop was located in a remote area, surrounded by similar service centers and repair shops, making it difficult to find taxis or buses.
After waiting for a while with no luck, Darnell took out his phone, checked for a bit, and ordered a ride. He then put on his sunglasses and waited at the designated spot.
Just as he turned a corner, he encountered a group of over ten rowdy men and women, acting aggressively and causing passersby to avoid them.
They kicked over several trash cans, scattering bottles and fruit peels everywhere.
A cleaning lady, unable to bear it, said a few words but was slapped twice by one of the women.
They bullied everyone around them.
“Don’t worry, Nick. The car isn’t badly damaged, and it can be repaired. Your father won’t blame you.”
“And you have no severe injuries, just some scratches on your face.”
“I’ve already asked the police to get the guy’s portrait and license plate as soon as possible.”
“When we find him, we’ll beat him to death.”
Darnell recognized the leader of the group as the one he had beaten up last night and couldn’t help but think how small the world was.
“Damn it!”
“Find that bastard quickly. Anyone who dares mess with me will pay dearly,” said Nick, his head wrapped in bandages, still harboring resentment from the previous night’s beating. “I’ll break each of his fingers.”
Then he noticed Darnell not far away, and the group stopped in their tracks.
They felt that this guy looked familiar but couldn’t immediately recognize him.
Last night, they were too dizzy from Darnell’s attack and the streetlights were too dim to see his features clearly.
“Blind massage! Three hundred dollars per session!”
Seeing this, Darnell immediately started feeling around like a blind man.
Seeing that they didn’t recognize him right away, Darnell waved his hands to block their view while moving towards the crowd.
“A blind man?”
Nick and his group frowned and cursed, “Damn! Running into a blind man early in the morning is so unlucky.”
One woman spat out, “Get lost! Don’t block my way.”
Several pretty girls saw him flailing around and avoided him disdainfully, afraid that Darnell might touch them inappropriately.
Two of them even tried to trip him.
As their legs touched Darnell, he stumbled forward and grabbed both girls’ boobs with each hand.
To outsiders, it looked like he accidentally fell and touched the girls.
The two girls pushed Darnell away angrily. “Pervert!”
One girl complained, “Nick, he touched me. Break his hands for me.”
The other girl stomped her foot. “Nick, he touched my chest. I don’t want this dress anymore. Buy me a new one.”
“Ladies, there must be some misunderstanding. I didn’t touch your chests, but if prosthetic breasts count, then yes, I’m at fault.”
Darnell looked wronged as he added, “And it wasn’t intentional. I tripped accidentally.”
The two girls’ faces turned red with anger, and they stepped forward to kick Darnell again.
Darnell stumbled again but dodged their kicks perfectly while grabbing onto each girl again.
The two girls were momentarily stunned but didn’t get angry this time. Instead, they seemed pleased before pushing Darnell away and pouting, “Nick!”
The other male companions thought Darnell was taking advantage but said nothing since the girls started it first.
Nick ignored the girls and stared at Darnell, lost in thought.
“Max, Tyler, don’t you think this guy looks like…”
Before Nick could finish his sentence, Darnell interrupted by touching his face wildly.
“Do you need a massage? I have excellent massage skills!”
Nick swallowed his words as Darnell messed up his hair and knocked off his glasses.
Nick pushed Darnell away angrily. “Scram! If you keep touching me, I’ll chop off your hands.”
His friends chimed in, “Touch him again, and we’ll break your legs!”
If they didn’t think he was blind and bullying him would be pointless, they would’ve beaten him up already.
“Sorry! Please forgive me.”
Darnell apologized while slipping through the crowd, “I’m leaving right now!”
At that moment, someone’s phone rang. He checked it and said excitedly, “Nick! I got that guy’s picture…”
Red shirt, shorts, sneakers, and a playful smile on the face…
He stared at the photo, then looked at Darnell trying to escape. It matched perfectly.
He pointed at Darnell and yelled, “Nick! That’s him!”
The group looked up simultaneously.
Realizing they had found it out, Darnell kicked down someone in front of him and ran off immediately.
“Damn it! We’ve been fooled!” Nick shouted, “Catch him!”
Over ten people rushed forward while calling for more people on their phones.
Soon, five or six burly men with wrenches emerged from a nearby repair shop.
Then another seven or eight people with wooden sticks came running from another shop.
Nick kept shouting, “Catch that bastard! Don’t let him escape!”
Nick, as the Apex’s young master, felt a profound blow to his pride from last night’s beating and today’s trickery. He swore to make Darnell pay!
Soon, over thirty people surrounded Darnell.
“Stop right there!”
“Shit!”
Darnell’s scalp tingled as he realized this might be their stronghold. He ran even faster, thinking he couldn’t let them catch him.
Seeing more than ten men blocking his way ahead, Darnell quickly kicked a wasps’ nest on the wall.
The nest flew towards the pursuing crowd, causing chaos among them as they screamed in pain.