Chapter 50: Mr. Qian
Bi Jian lay on the floor, clutching his chest as if having a heart attack. He instinctively reached for his nitroglycerin pills, but they slipped from his grasp and rolled away. He reached for them again, but Tang Ze nudged them further away with his foot.
“You look familiar. Oh right, we met at the annual meeting. You’re a manager at the hotel, right?”
Bi Jian grabbed Tang Ze’s pant leg, his eyes pleading.
“So fat. You should lose some weight.”
“You!!!”
Bi Jian, who had clawed his way up from nothing to become the deputy general manager of the hotel, couldn’t believe he was going to die at the hands of a delivery guy!
Tang Ze watched him die, then tossed both bodies onto the bed.
Remember not to mess with devils in your next life. You’ll die a terrible death.
Back in his apartment, An Bai ran over and asked curiously, “Master, what punishment did you give her?”
“Snapped her neck with my bare hands.”
Tang Ze smiled, gripping An Bai’s neck, and she didn’t even flinch, even looking slightly aroused.
Sun Ting said softly, “That’s too merciful. If it were me, I’d torture her.”
“Yes, torture.”
Ye Qingyi agreed.
Tang Ze sighed. Why am I surrounded by sadists? Who taught them these things? They’re all corrupted.
In a luxurious private room at the Imperial Club.
A man in his fifties sat on the sofa, smoking a cigar, a gold chain around his neck, a large gold ring on his finger, two women attending to him.
“Those fucking bitches dared to kill my men!”
Huo Wannian’s anger flared. He stood up, grabbed a whip from the coffee table, and walked over to a young woman hanging from the ceiling.
The eighteen-year-old girl had been captured while trying to escape. Her body was covered in bloody welts from the whip, and she was barely breathing.
Crack, crack, crack.
Three more bloody marks appeared on the girl’s body, a horrific sight. The two classmates kneeling beside her didn’t dare to speak.
They had been partying at the club in the early hours of the morning. This was the consequence.
Huo Wannian picked up his phone and called Xi Meng. You bitch, do you really think those men in your complex can withstand my attack?
Xi Meng, sitting at home, saw Huo Wannian’s call and frowned, but answered nonetheless.
“Hello.”
“CEO Xi, I just sent some men to talk to you, and you killed them? That’s not right!”
Xi Meng was confused. “Mr. Huo, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
“Don’t play dumb with me! If you don’t give me an explanation, you’re all dead!”
Xi Meng was also angered, being accused of murder for no reason. “Huo Wannian, watch your language! Don’t think I’m afraid of you!”
“Good! That’s what I wanted to hear! Your complex is finished!”
Huo Wannian hung up.
Xi Meng slammed her phone on the table, her face creased with anger.
A man in his forties appeared, holding a cup of hot water, and said with a smile, “Honey, don’t be angry. Have some water.”
This refined man was Xi Meng’s husband, Fu Qi.
The supportive husband type.
Xi Meng’s success was partly due to her husband’s family’s support. A woman alone wouldn’t have achieved so much.
She took the water and sipped it. “You have some too, honey.”
“I’m not thirsty.”
Xi Meng didn’t say anything more, running her fingers through her hair.
“Did you have a disagreement with Mr. Huo?”
Xi Meng nodded.
“I still think cooperating with Mr. Huo isn’t a bad idea. He has water, you have food. Water is more valuable.”
Fu Qi tried to persuade her. He had tried before, but she wouldn’t listen.
Xi Meng said coldly, “Are his conditions even human? Regularly sending him women, providing him with men as enforcers? I, Xi Meng, will never bow down to such evil forces!”
“Honey, times have changed. Today you let a few strangers in and even gave them supplies. Some people have already expressed their disapproval.”
“Who?!”
Xi Meng’s eyes turned cold.
“Don’t worry about who. Supplies are scarce, stop being so charitable. The people below will rebel.”
Bang! Xi Meng slammed her hand on the table. “They dare!”
Fu Qi looked at his stubborn wife and shook his head, finally understanding the dangers of excessive kindness.
Back in the private room at the Imperial Club, Huo Wannian threw his phone onto the sofa and grabbed the hair of the kneeling girl, venting his anger.
Thirty seconds later, he felt slightly better. He picked up his phone and dialed a number, a professional smile appearing on his face.
“Mr. Qian, did you receive my gift?”
The girl’s screams echoed from the phone, along with Mr. Qian’s voice. “These girls are excellent. I’m very pleased.”
“I have more. When you’re tired of these, I’ll send you new ones.”
“Excellent, excellent. You understand me, Mr. Huo.”
“So, Mr. Qian, about the matter we discussed last time…?”
Qian Zhongran paused, then chuckled. “Mr. Huo, guns are hard to come by these days. The officers on duty at headquarters would rather destroy all the ammunition than hand it over.”
“Didn’t you say you could get some from the armed police?”
“Heh, there’s a pile of bodies at their entrance. They’d rather starve to death inside than trade with me, my friend.”
Huo Wannian cursed inwardly. I sent him several beautiful women, and he won’t even give me a single gun!
Once I get my hands on a gun, I’ll kill you!
“Mr. Qian, I’m planning to take down Shanhu Complex. If you give me a gun, I’ll tie up Xi Meng and deliver her to your bed. How about that?”
“Are you serious?”
Qian Zhongran’s tone immediately became serious. It seemed Xi Meng was quite a temptation.
Huo Wannian cursed this sly old fox.
“Would I lie to you, Mr. Qian?”
“Heh, you wouldn’t dare. We got a few shotguns from a raided armored truck. I’ll give you one, plus five rounds.”
A raided armored truck?
Huo Wannian wanted to slap himself. Why hadn’t he thought of that? Qian Zhongran had beaten him to it.
“Mr. Qian, five rounds seems a bit… insufficient.”
“Insufficient? What are you talking about? These days, guns are just for show. Who’s going to bet on whether you actually have bullets? One shot is enough to scare them all.”
A shotgun and five rounds in exchange for a beauty like Xi Meng? Huo Wannian laughed inwardly. I’ll give you shit. Let me get the gun first.
“Thank you, Mr. Qian. I’ll send someone over later.”
“Bring two more beauties.”
You son of a bitch!
“Of course, I’ll choose the best for you, Mr. Qian.”
After hanging up, Huo Wannian roared in frustration. He looked at the woman beside him, realizing he couldn’t get it up, and became even angrier. He picked up the whip and lashed out.
Screams filled the room.
Once he took down Shanhu Complex, recruited their men, he would kill Qian Zhongran. You think your bullets can outnumber my men?
