Chapter 1810
Boiling Water Removes Pig Hair
The kid didn't react in time, but Wang An wouldn't give him any time to react.
Wang An then used his free hand to slap the kid across the face, and a crisp "smack" rang out.
Immediately following, Wang An's question rang out along with the sound of his mouth:
"Tell me quickly, who smashed the door to that private room?"
Wang An didn't care why these scoundrels were vandalizing the restaurant; he only cared who had smashed down the door and thrown the proprietress onto the door panel, giving him two frights in total.
That's right, it was two jumps.
The loud bang when the door slammed to the ground really startled Wang An. But before he could recover, the landlady slammed into the door right in front of him, startling him again. Who could withstand such a visual shock?
To be honest, this is only because Wang An has a strong heart. If it were someone with a weaker heart, they might be scared to death.
Therefore, if Wang An doesn't find out who smashed the door and frame down together, and who threw the proprietress onto the door panel, the anger in Wang An's heart will never dissipate.
After being slapped by Wang An's hand that had grabbed his hair, the kid, ignoring his groin and elbow, immediately pointed to a kid who had already fainted not far away and said:
"It was him, it was him, he broke the door."
Wang An turned his head and saw that the kid who had slammed the door was quite well-built and looked very strong. He was definitely the kind of guy who could be called a real tough guy. However, Wang An couldn't remember how he had knocked the kid unconscious.
Of course, none of that matters. Regardless of whether he faints or not, Wang An will not let him go.
Wang An casually tossed the boy who had answered him to the ground and stood up. Looking around, he saw the thermos on the windowsill for guests to use at any time.
He picked one up at random and felt its weight. After confirming that the thermos was heavy and contained water, Wang An opened the lid.
After walking a few steps to the boy who had slammed the door, Wang An, disregarding how hot the water in the thermos was, lifted the thermos and poured it directly onto the boy's head.
As the water was poured out, very thick steam rose from it, clearly indicating that it was a pot of boiling water, scalding hot.
It is said that pouring cold water on the head of a person who has fainted will wake them up due to the stimulation of the cold water. However, in fact, pouring boiling water is just as effective.
Because boiling water is far more stimulating than cold water; it's incredibly stimulating, the kind of stimulation only those who have experienced it truly understand.
After the boiling water was poured over the boy's head, he instantly woke up. However, the moment he regained consciousness, a heart-wrenching scream escaped his lips.
The sound was deafening and extremely shrill, making it clear to anyone who heard it that the person making it was in great pain.
Fortunately, Wang An's goal was to make him suffer, to the point of wishing he were dead. It was his fault for smashing up the shop at such an inopportune time, needlessly disturbing their enjoyment.
Most importantly, he gave Wang An a huge fright, making Wang An's heart pound wildly.
Before Wang An could even empty the thermos of boiling water, the boy was scalded by the hot water and jumped up from the spot, quite high indeed.
As he jumped up, the boy screamed and frantically wiped his head and face with his hands, perhaps the only way to alleviate his pain. Seeing that watering was no longer an option, Wang An raised the thermos high and smashed it directly onto the boy's head.
The outer skin of thermos flasks in those days was made of a mesh-like sheet metal, which was very hard and quite sturdy.
No matter how sturdy it is, it's still just the skin of a thermos, and even that sturdiness is only relative.
So when Wang An smashed it, the inner pot of the thermos shattered, and the remaining hot water was poured down on the boy's head again.
This time, however, the boiling water was mixed with a lot of glass shards. Some of them flowed into the boy's hair, and some of them flowed down his collar.
Once again, boiling water was poured over his scalp, and the kid had gone completely mad. He didn't care about fighting with Wang An anymore, and he wiped his hair faster and faster, occasionally taking the time to shake his collar.
It was obvious that his neck, back, shoulders, and other areas were also scalded by boiling water.
But as he wiped his hair faster and faster, strand after strand of hair was forcibly wiped away.
This scene made many onlookers tremble with excitement and their hair stand on end. The main reason was that everyone thought of the same scene: the scene of using boiling water to remove pig hair when slaughtering a pig.
That's terrible, absolutely terrible. This kid is in a really, really bad situation.
The fear and apprehension in everyone's eyes when they looked at Wang An were quite obvious.
Ruthless, absolutely ruthless! This tall, strong young man is incredibly ruthless, downright cruel.
Even Wu Dong and Wang Shuai, who came out of the private room, kept twitching their lips when they looked at Wang An.
They had never seen Wang An with such a cruel and ruthless side.
Fortunately, these second-generation figures had all seen scenes ten or even a hundred times more cruel than this, so none of them tried to persuade Wang An to stop.
Of course, the main reason they didn't persuade Wang An to stop immediately was because the loud noise when the private room door was smashed, and the scene of the proprietress being thrown onto the door panel, also frightened them quite a bit.
Therefore, Wang An's ruthless treatment of this kid can be seen as helping them vent their anger.
The thermos, its outer skin still holding the broken glass inside, fell to the ground with a few loud "clattering" sounds. Wang An looked at the boy, who was gradually becoming bald from his own shavings, clapped his hands with satisfaction, and turned to walk back towards the boy he had asked earlier.
Wang An wanted to know who had thrown the proprietress into their private room; that was just too much!
At this moment, Wang An was all smiles, as if the things he had just done had absolutely nothing to do with him.
That mental fortitude is truly something else.
Walking over to the boy who had been questioned, Wang An squatted down and asked directly:
"Tell me, who threw the proprietress into our private room?"
This man reacted quickly, clearly afraid of being beaten up again by Wang An. He pointed at someone not far away and said to Wang An:
"It was him, it was him! He was the one who threw the proprietress into the house." (End of Chapter)