116: Chapter 116: A Showdown of Toughness?
Bro, I’ll Tornt You to Death!
116: Chapter 116: A Showdown of Toughness?
Bro, I’ll Tornt You to Death!
An affront to my deceased mother, unbearable!
If Tang Xiao’s kick had connected, ng Changxin would have either died or suffered a severe concussion.
With great montum and force, it was aid straight at the face.
In the blink of an eye…
Wu Jie suddenly sprang forward and sidestepped to deflect Tang Xiao’s furious kick.
“What are you doing?
Let kick this bastard to death!”
Tang Xiao shouted fiercely.
Wu Jie glanced at the petrified ng Changxin.
“If you kick him, and he doesn’t die but is severely injured, that’s intentional harm, and you could go to jail for it!”
Tang Xiao yelled loudly, “But he insulted my mom!!”
“That still doesn’t an you should kick him to death!” Wu Jie crouched down, looking at the stunned ng Changxin.
ng Changxin managed a weak smile, just about to thank Wu Jie for saving his life.
Suddenly…
Slap!!
An incredibly loud slap suddenly exploded.
The sound was shocking, startling everyone.
ng Changxin’s bodyguard was about to step forward but was stopped by Yu Dong’s fierce glare.
And everyone at the scene was astounded by the resounding slap.
Who was ng Changxin?
The chairman of the BoWeiEr Communication Group, with a market value of over a hundred billion!
An internationally renowned entrepreneur!
It was sowhat reasonable for ng Changxin to provoke Tang Long’s fury and incite Tang Xiao to kick him due to his offensive words.
After all, Tang Long and his daughter were also figures of significance.
But…
Who was this young man?
The rumor in the circles was that Tang Xiao was keeping a penniless pretty boy.
Could it be him?
A nobody, clinging to the Tang Family’s coattails, really knew how to ride on others’ might!
Not letting Tang Xiao rage-kick, but instead, delivering ng Changxin a slap himself.
Tsk, tsk!
Quite clever!
He not only avenged Tang Xiao but also showed his loyalty, truly a damned talent!
Of course, if it weren’t for the support of the Tang Family, would this kid dare to slap ng Changxin?
At this mont.
The hearts of the Tang father and daughter were only filled with joy, while ng Changxin was seething with resentnt.
The slap delivered by Wu Jie was technically skilled.
Not too hard to cause a concussion, but his cheek stung painfully, and the sound was extrely loud.
For soone like ng Changxin with a net worth of tens of billions and a distinguished social status,
the humiliation from a slap was far more vicious than being kicked in the head.
There…
Wu Jie grinned as he squatted beside the pained ng Changxin, who was holding his cheek, looking as if he might deliver another slap at any mont.
ng Changxin didn’t make a sound or move, but deep inside, he truly despised Wu Jie.
Ding ding ding…
[System: Hatred from ng Changxin 21000]
…
Wu Jie was slightly surprised.
Damn old man, not bad!
One instance of hatred and it’s a thousand more than my father-in-law.
It proves that ng Changxin’s net worth is at least tens of millions more than Tang Long’s.
And as ng Changxin’s hatred kept coming, Wu Jie noticed that others also harbored hatred.
Zhang Canzi 15000, Pang Kunlin 12000, Luo Wen’s hatred 800, Xu Juan’s hatred 200…
Clearly, many among the crowd had close ties with ng Changxin.
At that ti, ng Changxin, covering his left cheek, tried to sit up.
The slap wasn’t too painful, but it wounded his soul.
ng Changxin stared at Wu Jie venomously, fearing another slap.
“You insulted my mother-in-law, so I slap you, no problem, right?” Wu Jie asked with a smile.
Mother-in-law?
ng Changxin imdiately looked towards Tang Xiao standing by his side, her expression cold as ice, her eyes as sharp as knives.
His gaze involuntarily drifted down, noticing Tang Xiao wasn’t wearing a wedding ring.
“What are you looking at?
Haven’t you seen my wife?”
Wu Jie suddenly barked sharply.
ng Changxin’s eyebrows furrowed, and he shouted angrily:
“Who the hell are you to dare slap ?
Tired of living, are you?”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than…
Another resounding slap.
It ca so fast, it was inescapable.
Now, both of ng Changxin’s cheeks were stinging fiercely from being slapped.
He was a well-known entrepreneur and billionaire.
Yet he had been slapped twice in front of many people!
Damn it!
Furious, ng Changxin suddenly sprang up.
“Son of a bitch!
I’m going to kill you!!”
With a loud yell, ng Changxin, as if aided by divine power, suddenly twisted his body and lunged at Wu Jie.
He spread his arms and aid for Wu Jie’s neck.
This move…
was quite effeminate!
A cold smirk swept across Wu Jie’s lips as he suddenly grabbed ng Changxin’s wrist, stood up, twisted in one fluid motion, and hooked his foot at the sa ti.
With a thud!
ng Changxin knelt on both knees before Tang Long and his daughter.
His left arm was forcefully bent backward, causing him to arch his back and bow his head in pain, emitting a pig-slaughter-like wail.
With this move, Wu Jie earned himself another wave of hatred.
Of course…
Luo Wen, who was stopped by Yu Dong, could not bear it any longer.
How could he, as the trusted bodyguard, stand by while his boss was treated so violently?
Taking advantage of Yu Dong’s distraction with ng Changxin’s kneeling, Luo Wen suddenly darted out.
He moved at lightning speed, leaping up for a flying kick aid straight at Wu Jie.
In an instant!
Just as Tang Xiao was about to raise her voice to warn him, Wu Jie suddenly lifted ng Changxin, using him as a human shield, and violently tossed him toward Luo Wen.
Luo Wen, taken aback, tried to dodge, but how easy was it to turn in mid-air?
Bang!
Despite Luo Wen retracting his legs, both n still crashed to the ground violently.
After hitting the ground, the martial-trained Luo Wen was unhard, whereas ng Changxin writhed in pain, clutching his stomach.
“Nice moves, brother!
I had no idea you also wanted to beat up ng Changxin!”
“However, your angle was a bit off.
Otherwise, you could definitely have broken him and left him childless!”
Wu Jie burst into laughter as he spoke.
Luo Wen was so angry he almost spit blood.
Damnit!
He intended to kick Wu Jie to death, not his own boss!
Giving Wu Jie a fierce glare, Luo Wen quickly moved to help ng Changxin up.
“Help what?
Hurry up and kill him for !!”
ng Changxin roared in pain.
Luo Wen had followed him for many years, serving both as a driver and a bodyguard, with excellent martial skills.
Defeating a pretty boy like Wu Jie was naturally not a problem.
So…
ng Changxin, enduring the pain, sat down to one side and glared daggers at Wu Jie.
Yu Dong, about to rush forward, was stopped by a look from Tang Long.
Luo Wen rushed towards Wu Jie; he had trained in martial arts from a young age and, although not a Grandmaster, could take on three to five average n without any trouble.
Seeing how delicate and tender Wu Jie appeared, who claid he was a pretty boy, he must be weak in combat.
Bullying ng Changxin might work, but fighting against him…
was seeking death!!
Boom!
Luo Wen charged head-on with an impressive montum and lightning-fast punches.
Tang Xiao’s eyebrows knitted together, a flash of worry crossing her heart.
Luo Wen was strong; could Wu Jie withstand him?
The ferociously advancing Luo Wen was seriously out for blood.
So of the onlookers, who had been enjoying the show, started to stand up and back away.
However, Wu Jie advanced instead of retreating.
He suddenly stooped to pick up a broken table leg from the shattered coffee table on the ground.
In a fight, who cares about rules?
Who said you can’t use weapons?
A fight is all about who is more ruthless!
Whizz!
Wu Jie swung the table leg in a full circle, brutally hitting Luo Wen with it.
“Holy shit!!”
Luo Wen’s eyes bulged in rage.
He raised his hand to block, but the pure tal table leg was harder than a steel pipe!
With a crack, his arm broke.
The bone-splitting, heart-piercing pain nearly caused Luo Wen to faint.
Before Luo Wen could make another move, Wu Jie stepped in close, swinging the table leg in wide, powerful strikes.
Unard Luo Wen couldn’t withstand it.
Before long, he was brutally beaten and laid on the ground, unable to get up, but he bit his teeth together and kept silent.
Finally!
Wu Jie stopped hitting him because Luo Wen had passed out from pain.
Holding up the bloody table leg, Wu Jie pointed it at ng Changxin and asked with a cold sneer,
“Do you believe you would die if I struck you with this?”
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