Today I kicked a seven or eight-year-old child into the hospital, but I feel that I am not wrong.

I spent the whole day running errands outside today and only got back to my city around 4 p.m.! Almost home, I passed by the entrance of a residential community, and a small child, about 7 or 8 years old, picked up a brick and threw it at me! Because it was so sudden and I was physically exhausted, with no defense at all, the brick hit my leg, then fell and bruised my foot—it hurt like hell! The child saw that he hit me, showed no panic, and instead hid behind a woman while shouting at me provocatively: 'Hit me? Hit me!' The woman, probably the child's mother, glanced at me and then continued chatting with others nearby, showing no reaction at all! But I was sure she saw everything that happened, clearly spoiling her child to death while being obsessed with saving face!

At that moment, I was extremely angry. Such terrible parents must have indulged their child in misbehavior many times, which is why the child was so brazen today! In that instant, I just thought this: I brushed off my pants, walked over, and told her that her child hit me with a brick! She said she didn't see it and started yelling at me, basically arguing that I, as an adult, shouldn't pick on a child and should be more considerate or something like that.

Since there were other people at the community entrance who witnessed the true situation, yet she still continued shouting at me, I said, 'Just apologize, that's all I ask!' She refused and kept insulting me!

That damn kid continued provoking me, backed up by his mother, and probably felt I definitely wouldn't make a move! I didn't really make a move, but stepped forward and gave a flying kick to his shoulder. The kid arched a little and then hit his head on the wall, falling to the ground unconscious without a single cry! I am 178 cm tall, weigh 90 kg, with a semi-muscular build, legs about three and a third feet long, and have trained in Taekwondo for three years without ranking. His mother rushed over crying, and the people chatting at the community entrance were thrown into chaos. The child was then sent to the city hospital for emergency treatment.

I don't know if what I did was right or wrong. Some might say I shouldn't have made a move, especially since he's a child, but let me ask: if I had thrown a brick at that woman, and didn't apologize, could she have just let it go? By age, I would be a child in front of her too!Some might say, what do kids know? It's just that they hit you once, but I have to say, why would he dare to hit me, and why would he dare to shout provocatively after hitting someone? It wasn't because parents indulged and spoiled him for a long time, but he dared to do this! My actions were indeed unethical and against the law, but I couldn't think of a better way to vent my emotions. In my parents' eyes, I was still a child—I'm only 22! I wanted to kick that woman too, but I didn't dare. If I had kicked an adult, I would have used 10% of my strength. That woman probably would have shattered my skull if I smacked her downward and upward. But when I kicked that child, I only used 70% of my strength, and I used the front of my foot, not the arch of my foot. If I had kicked with the arch, I was confident I could have killed that damn kid! [
People around me are condemning me for being wrong and my domineering, but I firmly refuse to admit fault! Many things in life are bound by traditional Chinese virtues: respecting the elderly and caring for the young! Screw it! I've seen countless retired old men and women playing stocks and securities, watching the market at the stock exchange, standing all day without tiring, then taking the bus home after the market closes, asking someone to offer them a seat on the bus, pretending to be very weak, trembling and saying their legs were numb! Many of our kind-hearted ticket sellers gave up their seats to these tired elderly who had been standing all day watching the market. Countless curses welled up in my heart, but I still wore a smile!
Back to the main topic: after the child was taken away by ambulance, I was also taken to the police station by the 11.0 officer who arrived at the scene! In the car, I thought, there are so many kind people! I don't know when they called the police. After arriving, they spoke a lot to the police, all very enthusiastic. I didn't see it, but the scene where I kicked the child was described in detail like a kung fu movie, as if they had kicked me myself!
After I finished my statement at the police station, the child's father also arrived. The police station couldn't be bothered to deal with such matters and asked us to negotiate a solution. Once a civil mediation notice was issued, it was over! Just as I left the interrogation room to meet the child's father to discuss how to resolve the issue, a man rushed up and slapped me hard. No need to say who he was, and I didn't indulge him. I grabbed his hair and gave him a fierce kick. I'm a guy in my twenties, and I can't beat a man like you—I won't live for nothing! Then, the police grabbed me. The man got up, his face covered in blood, kicked me again, and the police pulled me away!Once again it was all about mediation, and after I notified my family, I went to the hospital alone! The child had a fractured collarbone, mild concussion, and is still unconscious and receiving IV fluids! His mother, however, seemed much more rational and immediately started asking for money, saying nothing else! I said whatever, I'd pay the medical expenses myself! She had nothing to say after that. The child's older brother, probably around 17 or 18, brought two friends and dragged me into the hospital restroom. They didn't take advantage, and I didn't suffer a loss, but anyway, the walls of the restroom were covered in blood, and the police arrived just in time. After a simple bandage, I was taken to the police station!

The remaining matters were left to the police to handle. My uncle and great-aunt are negotiating compensation with the family of the beaten child. I got home at 11 o'clock and wrote down the above. That's basically it; I'll tell the rest tomorrow. My head hurts, and my body is swollen in many areas, I need to sleep! Tomorrow I'll update other friends on the progress!

Thinking about it carefully, I really was too inhuman; I hit their child, then the child's father, and also the child's older brother, of course they hit me too. Now I'm just waiting for civil compensation and legal action! But today felt really satisfying, I performed well, especially in the restroom—it was practically an exemplary work of violent aesthetics, too bad there's no DV recording!

Right or wrong, I only hope to make that arrogant child understand: don't think that just because your parents spoil you, the whole world will. You're lucky I didn't kick you to death! If I had known, I would have kicked you in the face directly and sent you to your eternal rest! I advise parents not to overly spoil children; if you ever encounter me, it might end badly for your child too.

I woke up late yesterday, and when I got up, my right rib hurt badly, bruised in a large area. I applied some medicinal alcohol and rubbed for half an hour; I really felt that without a wife's help, it was so tiring! After eating something, I went to the hospital to discuss compensation and resolve the matter quickly! At the hospital, I hadn't even entered the ward when the child's mother rushed at me, yelling that she wouldn't let it go! The child's father glared at me, so I asked who was in charge here and wanted to discuss what to do! Besides outrageous swearing like a shrew, there was nothing else! Later, I got annoyed, and said, go ahead and yell, I'm leaving! They got anxious, and a few people rushed out of the ward, grabbing my collar and pulling my arm, saying I hit someone and still wanted to leave!I said, what do you want? Speak up! The kid's dad finally spoke, a flat price, 50,000 yuan, all settled! I said, you can't just decide 50,000 yuan like that, and besides, I don't have that much money right now! The kid's mom said, 50,000 yuan is not enough, it has to be 100,000 yuan! I was like, 100,000? 100,000 is enough to build a modern pig farm and lock you all in a pigpen! I said, okay, I'll get the money, let me first see how the kid is! Only then did they let me into the hospital room. \The kid had already woken up and was getting an IV! When he saw me, his eyes were full of fear, trying desperately to move his body away from me! Seems like he was really scared, probably got some psychological trauma, serves him right! But he has a comminuted fracture of the clavicle, and any talking, crying, or laughing will affect the injury, the more it hurts the more he wants to cry, but crying makes it hurt even more, so he just convulses there! I looked and then stepped back, not wanting that damn kid to keep convulsing, said a quick hello to the kid's family, left my phone number, and left! \At noon, my uncle arranged for a few people from the police station to have lunch, I was also there! The deputy chief of the station said, this matter, if seen in a bigger perspective, could be treated as intentional injury, a case could be filed, but the cause is rather special, and since there were witnesses who saw what happened, handling it under the public security punishment regulations is more appropriate! If the other party is willing to resolve it through civil mediation and compensation, that would be much simpler! Later, after a few rounds of drinks, everyone's faces were red, and I said, the other party wants 100,000 yuan, can't settle for less! The deputy chief, with his special professionalism, said, 100,000 yuan is enough to build another police station, I still can't give it to him! The implication was clear, I think everyone understands, right? But I think using 100,000 to build a modern pig farm is more cost-effective! Anyway, once the drinks went down, everything was manageable, I handed over an envelope, and the deputy chief and my uncle whispered to each other for another half hour. I took the chance to slip six packs of Hongta Mountain and four packs of 3-5 into ***'s car, after which they drove off merrily! \My uncle said, it's fine! Coming across such a terrible family, they deserve their misfortune! Apparently, the night before, when I got home, the kid's dad wanted to fight my uncle, but later didn't because the police were there. My uncle said the police already told him how to handle it, the money wasn't spent for nothing! In the afternoon, I went to the hospital again, and this time the other party's reaction puzzled me—they no longer wanted to discuss compensation but aimed to hold me criminally responsible!I said, did you guys get fooled by some amazing lawyer, who spoke all professional terms, sounding completely legitimate! And sure enough, it turned out exactly as I predicted: the other party really did bring a lawyer to talk to me! The lawyer was very reasonable, taking money to deal with people's problems, no different from past assassins! The lawyer said that if I am willing to pay for the child's medical expenses, nutrition fees, tutoring fees, psychological counseling fees, and so on... plus compensation for the parents' emotional distress, totaling 150,000 yuan, his client could avoid suing me! Otherwise, I would be prosecuted under some criminal law clauses and be responsible for all litigation costs! In short, it was very frightening. To sum it up in one sentence: if you don't pay, you'll go to jail! I said, at this point, I don't want to pay a single cent. I had originally planned to first give 20,000 yuan for the child's treatment, but I never expected you guys to want to use this chance to extort 50,000, 100,000, 150,000 yuan from me. I will play this out to the end. If I go to jail, you'd better move immediately, leave this city. I also told you, if I go to prison, you won't get a single cent and your lives could even be in danger! You can take note of what I just said, and you can let a lawyer sue me for defamation and intimidation, because that's how it happens in Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas! Go ahead and sue me! I got up to leave but they grabbed me again. The child's father said he would ruin me, his mother cursed me to have no descendants, and there was another person, probably the child's aunt, who held a fruit knife and said she would stab me to death. I didn't want to listen to their shouting anymore. The hospital doctors and nurses also told them to calm down, because this was in the ward corridor! \They wouldn't let me leave, and they made me pay money. The lawyer kept lecturing me; I was really at a loss! While everything was entangled, the child's older brother came, and without saying a word flicked a cigarette butt at my face, then charged at me! The child's father saw that I was going to fight back and grabbed me from behind, and like that, I ended up with blood on my face and in my mouth again! I was furious. I broke free from the father and immediately knocked down that amazing lawyer and kicked him repeatedly. The father also swung a chair and hit my head with it. I went crazy at that moment, grabbed the chair and just smashed it wildly! For about ten minutes, I knocked both of them to the ground. My face was also scratched by the child's mother, so I directly ran at her and kicked her down. Just as I was about to continue, the doctors and nurses grabbed me!Here comes 110 again; I really don't know who the hell likes calling the police so much. But because among the police who came, there was one I had lunch with at noon, I immediately knew what was going on! The police first let me handle the wound on my face a little, then they asked and investigated what happened. That kid's arrogant brother was still cursing in the emergency room and making calls saying he wanted to kill me! I couldn't deal with them! I called my friends immediately and told them to get everyone they could to the hospital; I planned to arrange a meal in the evening!

Half an hour later, my people arrived, about 4 or 5 of them. The first floor outside the hospital was packed with people standing or squatting everywhere. The police saw nothing was wrong and left; the others didn't pay any attention at all! I first asked my friends to buy two packs of cigarettes to hand out to everyone, and then we'd talk later. I followed those ten or so kids inside. Those kids went straight to the emergency room entrance and said a few words to that kid's brother, then the brother came out. I just stood by the wall and watched. His brother said, “Aren't you so tough? Come on, let's go out to a wide place and see who dies first!” I said, “Alright, let's go. I just hope you wet yourself!” Outside the hospital building, all the people my friends had brought stood up, and at that moment, those kids were stunned! I asked that kid's brother, “How do you want to play? One-on-one or group? I'll play with you; today won't end until the sun goes down!”

You can immediately tell what a coward is in situations like this. That kid's tough brother, who seemed so fierce a moment ago, immediately started retreating, and I pulled him into the crowd! The other ten or so kids were pressed down and dared not make a sound! I told my friends, “Do as you see fit, just don't draw blood, focus on teaching them a lesson, scare them a bit!” Getting ten or so people to kneel in a row, slapping themselves in the face one by one, might be something many people haven't seen, but in Northeast China, these things are common and not surprising! Because it was in front of the hospital, there were too many onlookers, and I didn't want to escalate things, so after a while, I let those ten or so kids leave first! I also had my friends disperse and said I would contact them again in the evening. I took that kid's brother alone into the bathroom; as for what happened after, I don't need to describe it, everyone probably already knows. The same as the wall and floor being covered in blood—the person who said last night that he would shove my head into the toilet now had his own head shoved into the toilet!At four in the afternoon, I showed up at the police station again. This time it was definitely serious injury, no doubt about it! Other external injuries don't count. That kid's older brother had three ribs broken by me and was hospitalized. Fortunately, the police were very considerate and didn't handcuff me—they just let me wait there! After a while, my uncle also came, said a few words to the police, and took me away! At seven in the evening, I reserved nine tables at a restaurant to have dinner with the friends who came in the afternoon. Since we hadn't met in a long time, we drank a lot and spent the night at a friend's house! I vaguely remember telling him the forum address to check if my post was still there, and after that I don't remember anything!

This morning I got up and went to the bank to withdraw 5,000 yuan for my mom to give to that family! At noon, I had a drinking session with the police and the neighborhood committee that lasted until I was completely drunk! The police had already sorted everything out and filed the case! The neighborhood committee also carefully questioned witnesses and issued a certificate! In short, I am in the clear! That's why I can now sit at home and write everything down to tell everyone!

Why can I sit at home while many people are still surprised? Because that afternoon, my uncle went to the police station and presented a certificate issued by the local psychiatric hospital, stating that I have intermittent mental illness, moderate personality disorder, and that when I have an episode, I experience hallucinations and violent tendencies, and should avoid stimulation and need someone to supervise me! Moreover, he brought back a large quantity of sedatives! So, everything above happening to a person with mental illness is not surprising! Therefore, the police didn't need to bother and just closed the case!

However, the kid's family wasn't satisfied, called me, and threatened to dig a pit and bury me. Could I tolerate that? Now I just want to ask everyone, which company is good at operating excavators?