Imposter Young Maste Chapter 137 - 140: Slaughter on the Eve of the Birthday1

Chapter 137: Chapter 140: Slaughter on the Eve of the Birthday_1

In front of the Yang’s villa, several sports cars were brazenly parked, blocking the mansion’s main entrance. Five or six young n had surrounded Yang Fei, who was on her way ho, effectively blockading her at the entrance.

"Miss Yang Fei, it’s just the weekend. How about you join us for a bit of fun tonight? We even have a yacht. For you all from the local rich families, a yacht worth hundreds of millions is still a luxury item, right?" one of the young n said flirtatiously.

"As long as you will spend tonight with us, we will definitely give you a super red packet for your birthday tomorrow," another youth added.

"Yang Fei, I’ve heard that your family business is not doing well. Wouldn’t you like to contribute sothing for your family? As long as you spend the night with us, when we return to Yanjing we’ll persuade the elders to invest in your Yang Group." soone else chid in.

Yang Fei cast a cold gaze: "I’m not interested. Move your cars!"

"Hey, now you’re playing the cold beauty. Yang Fei, you’d better be sensible, or else..." A young man grinned, his smile carrying lewdness.

The others also laughed knowingly.

"Hmm...so you all are quite interested in my little sister, huh." At this mont, Yang Gang strolled over with a smile.

"You must be Yang Fei’s twin brother, Yang Gang." A young man said disdainfully.

"Yes, that’s ." After Yang Gang acknowledged, he whispered to one of the young n: "My little sister is really naive, she never offers to help even knowing the difficulties our family is facing. I’ve put up with her unbearable behavior for too long. If you all guarantee you can help the Yang family, I’ll personally deliver Yang Fei to you guys later. You can then do whatever you like."

The young man’s face lit up with joy: "Are you serious?"

"If you don’t believe , then there’s nothing more to discuss." Yang Gang shrugged.

"We believe you." The young man hurriedly said.

Yang Gang whispered again, "Now leave for the seaside. I will bring Yang Fei there later."

The young man relayed sothing to the other privileged sons from Yanjing, who all looked visibly excited at the news.

Then, the sports cars that had blocked the main entrance of Yang’s villa sped away kicking up dust behind them.

Yang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Yang Gang, she asked: "What did you say to them that made them so obedient?"

"Nothing, I just told them about a more interesting place," said Yang Gang with a grin.

"Where?"

"Heaven," said Yang Gang, cracking a faint smile.

"Ah?"

Yang Gang continued to smile: "Just a joke. I basically told them ’gossipy reporters live nearby. If you all don’t wish to be exposed, you better leave quickly.’ They left when they heard that."

"Oh." Yang Fei seed to believe him. After a pause, she grumbled: "Dad also really, inviting all kinds of people. If I marry those losers, how can I live happily for the rest of my life?"

"That’s why we can’t let those guys do as they wish." Yang Gang said calmly.

"Dad doesn’t seem to be ho yet. You should go rest, Yang Fei." Yang Gang advised faintly.

"Oh." Having said that, Yang Fei then entered the villa.

When Yang Fei walked away, Yang Gang’s deanor imdiately changed, his body exuding a strong murderous intent. He had made up his mind to kill.

Ever since he heard from Lin Yueyao that so young elite from Yanjing were trying to harm the Yang sisters, he had been filled with intent to kill.

He hadn’t been with the Yang family for very long, but he had already decided to protect this ho. The reasons were unclear even to him - perhaps he simply wanted to protect a haven that offered him a sense of family.

Therefore, he would not allow anyone to destroy this ho, let alone allow anyone to attempt to defile Yang Ya and Yang Fei!

Yang Gang entered his room and took out a pile of broken parts from a sophisticated password box. He then quickly assembled it into a device the size of a fist.

He put the unknown device into his pocket, left his room, then headed towards a wax museum in Hangcheng.

A mont later, Yang Gang placed a life-sized, curled-up wax figure into the car.

The figure was identical to Yang Fei. In the dim light, one couldn’t tell it was a wax figure without getting close.

Yang Gang, with the wax figure, drove straight to a yacht docked at the port.

A Yanjing young master walked over and knocked on the car window.

Yang Gang responded with a knowing smile and nodded towards the backseat.

The port was dimly lit, and the car windows blocked the view. Even if one was next to the vehicle, they couldn’t tell it was a wax figure.

The Yanjing young master glanced at the ’unconscious’ ’Yang Fei’, and gave Yang Gang a thumbs up: "Yang, you are a ruthless brother. I, Jiang, respect that."

Yang Gang cracked a smile: "For the sake of the Yang family, her physical sacrifice is insignificant, isn’t it?"

"Yang, you’re a man destined for great things." The Yanjing young master said with a lewd smile.

Yang Gang smiled: "You guys head to the yacht first, I’ll carry Yang Fei over."

The Yanjing young master chuckled and returned to the yacht.

Then, Yang Gang carried the wax figure of Yang Fei onto the yacht, avoiding the sight of the other young masters. He locked the wax figure in one of the yacht’s rooms, placing a fist-sized device there as well.

Once everything was done, Yang Gang finally approached the other young masters: "I put Yang Fei in room 2. I gave her so sleeping pills beforehand. Wait an hour, until she wakes up, then you can play. There’s no fun in playing with an unconscious woman, right?"

The young masters from Yanjing nodded in agreent.

"You’d better take the yacht to the high seas, so when Yang Fei screams, it will be in vain, and you can fully enjoy the thrill." Yang Gang suggested.

The young masters exchanged glances, all thinking it was a good idea.

"Alright, I won’t bother you anymore. I set the lock on Yang Fei’s room to automatically open after an hour. In the anti, nobody gets exclusive rights to Yang Fei. So, boldly make your way to the high seas." Yang Gang said with a smile.

"Yang, you’re a real devil! But I like it, ha ha!" The young masters from Yanjing laughed and returned to the yacht, which they then steered towards the high seas.

Yang Gang watched the gradually disappearing yacht, lit a cigarette, a cold smirk passing over his eyes.

Yang Gang then returned to the Yang’s villa, where Yang Fei was watching local TV in the living room, having just finished a bath.

An hour later, the local news broadcast in Hangcheng started.

"We have a brief news flash: Just minutes ago, a luxury yacht registered to Huaxia exploded on the high seas. There were no survivors. The cause of the explosion remains unknown, and due to the incident occurring on the high seas, the possibility of piracy is not excluded..."

Yang Fei watched shocked, "That yacht... is it not the one owned by those young masters from Yanjing? They had once showed off pictures of the yacht to ."

"Hmm... that’s unfortunate." Yang Gang replied indifferently.

Yang Fei stared at Yang Gang, suddenly rembering his words: "I told them about a fun place, Heaven."

Yang Fei covered her mouth: "Gang, was it you...?"

Yang Gang didn’t confirm or deny, only lightly smiled: "Feifei, go to bed early today, tomorrow is our twentieth birthday."

"Oh," Yang Fei had many questions to ask Yang Gang, but in the end, she didn’t ask anything.

Once Yang Fei had gone upstairs, Yang Gang glanced at the TV, his gaze icy: "Tomorrow is Feifei’s 20th birthday, it will be better if no one causes trouble, otherwise..."

...

In a luxury club in Hangcheng, Gu Jiang stood by a window looking out, "Tomorrow is the birthday of the twins from the Yang family. I assu the eldest daughter of the Yang family will most likely make her move..."

He toyed with the teacup in his hand, a cold smile creeping up at the corner of his mouth.