"Heh, I didn't expect you to still be alive. Calling while still alive, looking for a fight?" Zhao An scoffed disdainfully as he fucked Fu Tuan'er.
Fu Tuan'er didn't listen to a word Zhao An said, simply wiggling her ass to make herself feel better. Every thrust hit her G-spot, making it impossible for her not to be excited. Her vagina was practically raw from being fucked; the man's size was sothing she would never forget.
Huang ng on the other end of the phone froze, his face turning extrely ugly. He had been hoping to discuss things with Zhao An, but the other man hadn't said a word, just spewing a torrent of nonsense. Was he even speaking human language? "Are you looking for trouble again?"
"Heh, I have nothing to say to you. If you were dead, I'd send you a wreath; that's more than enough," Zhao An sneered, his lower body beginning to thrust forcefully, the impact of his abdon and buttocks making a slapping sound. With each thrust, Fu Tuan'er's buttocks rippled with flesh, creating a visually striking effect.
Huang ng was furious, especially since he could hear the sounds of sex on the other end of the phone – clearly a provocation! This was utter blatant arrogance. "You know I'm from the Huang family, and you still dare to provoke ? Do you think the Bai family can protect you?"
"You're just a piece of trash. Does the Huang family need a piece of trash like you?" Zhao An sneered, leaving the other speechless. Yes, Huang ng was the second young master of the Huang family, but so what? He was still a piece of trash. In a family where profit reigns supre, a piece of trash won't fare well.
This was only because of Huang ng's status, his ability to gather a group of followers, and his child from a mistress. Otherwise, all these unfavorable factors combined would have been enough to kill him!
Circumstances forced him to submit. Without any ability, he couldn't contend with Zhao An – that was a harsh reality. "We can sit down and talk."
"No interest, I'm busy. You want to talk to about new drugs? Heh, you're not qualified. By the way, your wife seems pretty good. If you're interested, have your wife talk to . Pshaw, I'm easy to talk to, we can talk about anything. As long as there's sothing I'm interested in, I'll talk to you. Rember, if you shortchange by even a penny, I'll kill you!" Zhao An hung up the phone.
Fu Tuan'er moaned even louder. She had been trembling all over from Zhao An's domineering presence. This was the kind of man she wanted, the kind of man who could possess and conquer her. Security, this was security! What won need most is a man who can protect them. Only with security can there be a future!
Huang ng, furious at being hung up on, threw his phone aside. He was about to explode with rage. He was furious, extrely furious. "Damn Zhao An, die, die, die!" he yelled, picking up a stick and slamming it against a sandbag. Clearly, this was his way of venting his anger. Calming down, Huang ng began to think and analyze. Killing Zhao An would be the best option, of course. But for now, he needed to bide his ti; that man was not easy to deal with. He would deal with him slowly; revenge was a dish best served cold, he had plenty of ti.
"Young Master ng, why don't you try befriending Zhao An?" Gong Xin suggested from the side, though it didn't seem like a wise choice.
Huang ng suddenly turned his head and said in a cold, sinister tone, "Give a reason why I will never forget that beast's ugly face!"
Gong Xin silently thought to himself, "Ugly face? You're no better yourself. At least he's an honest man; you're despicable, shaless, vulgar, and utterly unpresentable!"
Thinking was one thing, actually saying it was another. If there weren't no other way out, and if surrendering wouldn't be accepted, Gong Xin would have run away long ago. "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Besides, we don't have a sure chance of victory right now. If Young Master ng wants the position of family head, Zhao An would be a significant asset. There are no eternal enemies, nor eternal friends. Many people have started their own factions because Young Master ng is in trouble, and we can't do anything about them for the ti being. So the best approach is to recuperate."
This made a lot of sense, indeed. But reasonable words are often unpleasant to hear, and most people can't stand them.
Knowing is one thing, doing is another.
Huang ng's expression changed, and he roared in displeasure, "Do you know what conditions that guy offered? Sending Shui Ling to negotiate with him? Isn't that like offering my wife to him to sleep with? That beastly bastard, how could I, Huang ng, endure such humiliation?"
Gong Xin lowered his head and remained silent. This was sothing he couldn't control. Letting soone be cuckolded? He didn't have the ability yet; he just wanted to make money.
A mont of silence fell over the room. Huang ng frantically tried to light his cigarette, taking several tries before finally succeeding. He took a drag, his eyes gleaming. His subordinate's words had indeed reminded him of sothing important: he needed to establish authority. This authority couldn't be based on brutality; brutality was pointless and wouldn't win people's hearts.
Well, it seed it was ti to pay a price—a small price, perhaps a useful one.
"Do you think Zhao An might cooperate with ?" Huang ng continued abruptly, finding Gong Xin's words quite reasonable. After calming down, he realized it was indeed the optimal solution. "Heh, once I beco good friends with him, I'll stab him in the back, killing him instantly, even faster!"
Pretending to be a brother, gaining his trust, he would deliver a fatal blow to Zhao An, sending him to hell in one fell swoop!
This tactic was clever, but what Huang ng didn't know was that while it might work on others, it was a complete joke against Zhao An. Zhao An knew everything he was thinking. Even as Zhao An was currently ejaculating on Fu Tuan'er, pouring wave after wave of thick sen into her cunt, filling her womb, he could still hear Huang ng's every move. A sneak attack was simply unrealistic and impossible. Huang ng had no idea that he was facing not just a person, but, in a sense, a god!
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