Chapter 65: Who’s in Control?
Fu Qi looked at his panicked wife, who was clearly worried about this “young pretty boy” in front of him. Has she lost her mind?! Is she just using the excuse of needing Tang Ze to satisfy her own years of emptiness?
Before anyone could move, Tang Ze kicked open the car door, grabbing a bloody head from the passenger seat, along with the shotgun.
Seeing Tang Ze with the head and the shotgun, the men who were about to rush forward took a few steps back, terrified. He had gotten a gun outside!
How was that possible?!
Whose head was that?
Fu Qi’s despair deepened when he saw the shotgun. This “young pretty boy” was becoming more and more powerful. He even felt his wife was no match for him, being played like a fiddle.
At this moment, everyone in the parking garage was filled with a mixture of tension, surprise, and fear. No one was smiling, not even Xi Meng.
“CEO Xi, I’ve completed the mission.”
Tang Ze smiled and tossed Huo Wannian’s head at Xi Meng’s feet.
Looking at the mangled face, Xi Meng fought back the urge to vomit. “Who is this?”
“Didn’t you ask me to kill Huo Wannian? This is him.”
Tang Ze shrugged. I’ve given you such a big gift, how will you repay me?
The crowd gasped in disbelief. That was Huo Wannian?
Tang Ze had cut off his head?
Didn’t he have hundreds of men?
How did Tang Ze do it?
How was that possible?
Xi Meng wasn’t happy. She wanted more than just Huo Wannian’s head. She wanted his men. Killing him was just a way to intimidate them and make them surrender.
And now he had just killed him and brought back his head.
Xi Meng was so angry she almost coughed up blood. But she had indeed given him the order. She was so frustrated, her carefully laid plans were ruined.
“How do you prove this is Huo Wannian?”
Fu Qi immediately questioned him. Who knew if it was really him? He could have just killed some random person and brought back his head.
Tang Ze smiled at Fu Qi, who flinched. What does that smile mean?
“CEO Xi, you can try calling him.”
Xi Meng also had her doubts. Since her husband had raised the question, she took out her phone and called Huo Wannian.
Ring, ring, ring.
A phone rang from Tang Ze’s pocket. He took it out, and the screen displayed two words:
“Stinking Bitch.”
Xi Meng’s lips twitched. Huo Wannian had saved her number like this!
But he had really done it!
Huo Wannian was dead, just like that?
Looking at the head at her feet, Xi Meng felt a sense of unreality. Her strongest rival was dead?
She slowly raised her foot and stepped on Huo Wannian’s head with her high heel. “Residents, Huo Wannian is dead! We’re safe!”
The crowd erupted in cheers. The residents upstairs, hearing the news, also came down. Knowing that the menace of Huo Wannian was gone, they finally felt a sense of relief.
Feng Mengmeng and Fang Wei also rushed down. Seeing that Tang Ze was safe and had accomplished such a feat, they were overjoyed.
With their relationship with Tang Ze, they would be safe here. They wanted to take him home and serve him well.
But some of the bosses realized a new problem was emerging. Huo Wannian was dead, but a new threat, the shotgun-wielding Tang Ze, had appeared.
“Brother Tang, CEO Xi says it’s best if she keeps the gun safe.”
A man carefully approached, smiling obsequiously.
Many eyes turned to Tang Ze, wondering if he would hand over the gun.
Xi Meng was using this man to test Tang Ze. If he gave it to her, great. If he didn’t, it meant he wasn’t as foolish as he seemed and might have his own agenda.
Tang Ze ignored the man; he was just a messenger. He walked straight towards Xi Meng.
Xi Meng, seeing him approach, felt a surge of nervousness, afraid he would shoot her. But she quickly dismissed the thought. She had him wrapped around her little finger.
“CEO Xi, he says you want to take my gun. I don’t believe him!”
Xi Meng: “…”
Is he really this stupid, or is he just pretending?
Fu Qi was certain that Tang Ze had had a purpose since he arrived, perhaps to take control of the entire complex.
“Of course not. That’s a weapon you confiscated, it’s your personal property.”
Xi Meng smiled gently, but inwardly, she was wary of him. He was like an unstable bomb.
“I knew it! CEO Xi is so kind!”
Xi Meng smiled faintly.
Fu Qi watched them exchange flirtatious glances. If he had that shotgun, he would open fire!
“Residents, from today onwards, our complex has its own gun!”
“Yes! Long live CEO Xi! Long live Brother Tang!”
Xi Meng was displeased. Tang Ze had only been here for a few days, and he was already on her level?
Impossible. He was just a man under her control, a dog she could sic on anyone.
“From today onwards, Tang Ze is the head of the complex’s security department, and also my personal bodyguard!”
This was a clear message to everyone: no matter how strong Tang Ze was, he was still her bodyguard.
All eyes turned to Tang Ze.
He smiled and said, “I am willing to serve CEO Xi.”
They were all surprised. A man with a gun, yet willing to be subservient to CEO Xi? Didn’t he have other ambitions?
A few of the bosses started whispering, plotting to use Tang Ze to overthrow Xi Meng. A complex full of bosses was a hotbed of schemes, unlike the ordinary complexes, where they just started killing each other.
Listening to Xi Meng’s long speech, Tang Ze, holding the shotgun, turned to Fu Qi. “Brother-in-law, why don’t you go play cards tonight? I want to spend some time alone with sister.”
Fu Qi almost had a heart attack. But looking at the dark barrel of the gun, he couldn’t utter a single word.
“Brother-in-law, if you don’t say anything, I’ll take that as a yes. You’re a great guy, sister is lucky to have you.”
This was psychological warfare!
Fu Qi’s face turned green.
“Don’t worry, brother-in-law, sister and I have no feelings for each other. It’s purely a supply-and-demand relationship. We can even exchange notes.”
Fu Qi’s eyes widened, his body trembling, his teeth grinding. So shameless! So insulting! Exchanging notes about his wife!
He was so angry he fainted on the spot.
Tang Ze exclaimed, “Mr. Fu! Mr. Fu! Someone help! Mr. Fu has fainted!”
Xi Meng rushed down from the stage, her gaze on Tang Ze. She had seen him talking to her husband, and now he had fainted. He must have said something…
Tang Ze looked innocent.
But what could she do? She now needed to rely on Tang Ze’s intimidating presence more than ever. But this was not a long-term solution.
