Jerry was shaking like a leaf, completely overwhelmed by shame and fear, unable to utter a single word.
"Make our China pay the price?"
Jiang Cheng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an arrogance and chill that could crush any pride.
"You, or rather that pathetic background of yours—do you think you're worthy of saying those words?"
Jiang Cheng spoke in English, each word like an icicle stabbing into the hearts of Jerry and all the foreign team members:
"Remember, this place is called China. If you're a dragon, you coil up for me; if you're a tiger, you crouch down for me."
"If you dare to be insolent here, don't blame me for personally chopping off your claws, one by one."
"As for the embassy?" Jiang Cheng gave a light chuckle, filled with undisguised contempt. "You can try. Let's see who ends up being 'politely deported' in the end—a blind fool like you, or me."
After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, only a dead silence remained, along with Jerry, who was slumped on the ground with a face as pale as ash, unable to even mutter another threat.
At this moment, only one thought remained in the minds of everyone present: Arrogant! Too f*cking arrogant!
After the shock subsided, everyone looked at Jerry's already wet crotch.
"Pfft... Hahaha!"
Someone on the sidelines was the first to burst out laughing, and immediately after, the HAC members and Chinese fans erupted into ear-splitting laughter.
The laughter was like countless slaps to Jerry's face.
The other foreign team members finally reacted, pointing at Jiang Cheng and shouting incoherently, "Madman! You're a total madman!!"
Jiang Cheng's gaze swept over them indifferently, as if watching a boring farce.
"Mad?" A mocking curl appeared at the corner of his mouth. "I'm just using a method he understands to teach him to follow the bet and the rules here."
His fingers lightly tapped the steering wheel, and the engine let out a low growl in response, causing Jerry on the ground to shudder violently again.
"Seems you've learned your lesson. I won't force you to honor the bet today, but remember this: if you want to drive this car out of China in one piece, let me tell you, that's impossible..."
"Brother Yang! Brother An! Brother Xin! What... what exactly is going on?"
A young member, still wearing a look of shock, spoke up impatiently, "Isn't Jiang Cheng afraid of hitting and killing him?"
"Yeah, yeah!" another member echoed excitedly. "If that Jerry had been just a second slower, the car would have hit him. Even if he didn't die, he'd be crippled..."
Seeing everyone asking questions, Jiang Xin scratched his head as well.
He also only had a vague understanding of Jiang Cheng's background.
Fu Yang's face was still pale from blood loss, but he looked at Shen An with an exceptionally complex expression.
Seeing everyone's eyes fixed on him, Shen An, who had his hands in his pockets, suddenly felt awkward.
"Wait, Brother Yang, why are even you looking at me like that??"
Fu Yang's curiosity was no less than anyone else's there.
"You really don't know??"
Shen An sighed helplessly. "I've said it many times, I don't know. Don't ask me about his specific origins; I don't dare to make wild guesses."
Seeing that Fu Yang was still suspicious, Shen An paused.
His voice dropped lower, carrying a hint of awe. "Brother Yang, just like you, I only guessed the approximate level of Jiang Cheng's family during the New Year. I really don't know anything else."
After Shen An finished, the group's gaze shifted back to Fu Yang.
Fu Yang rubbed his throbbing forehead.
"I can only tell you that during the New Year, An-zi invited me and Brother Cheng for tea, and we happened to run into... someone from above. His position wasn't low."
He made an obscure, vague gesture with his hand representing an extremely high level of authority.
"Do you know who it was?" Fu Yang's voice was almost inaudible. "It was... that Minister who's often seen on the news."
A chorus of sharp intakes of breath sounded around them.
Fu Yang continued, "You didn't see it, but that Minister's attitude toward Brother Cheng was... very polite, one could even say... respectful. At that moment, we knew that Brother Cheng's family background was far beyond anything we could imagine."
Shen An chimed in, his analysis always being more level-headed. "I'm not surprised at all that Brother Cheng would act this way. In this land of China, some people and some families possess the power to 'define the rules.' Jerry and his group were arrogant in the wrong place and provoked the wrong person. They thought they could run rampant relying on their foreign background and so-called international rules, but they didn't realize that here, the true rules are protected and enforced by people like Brother Cheng."
After hearing Fu Yang and Shen An's words, all the members fell silent.
But beneath the silence was an even more surging shock and an indescribable excitement and pride.
If Jiang Cheng hadn't been here today, they all would have been severely humiliated by these foreigners, and that kind of frustration would have stifled them for a long time.
After the shock, with a 'whoosh,' almost everyone set off, excitedly swarming toward Jiang Cheng.
At this time, on the foreign team's side, a few members still looked indignant, seemingly wanting to step forward and argue with Jiang Cheng to reclaim their dignity.
"Hey! You! What you did is..."
Seeing someone trying to approach Jiang Cheng to argue, Sarah immediately reached out and firmly stopped them.
Although Jiang Cheng's total dominance just now made her feel humiliated too, her remaining rationality told her that this Chinese man was absolutely not someone to be trifled with.
Taking a deep look at Jiang Cheng, who was sitting calmly in his car, and then glancing at Jerry, who was slumped on the ground in a pathetic state, she spoke urgently in a low voice in her language, "Enough! Let it go! We're leaving, NOW!"