"Ah, spare , please."
"Old Master Zhang, I was wrong, I won’t dare to do it again, sob sob sob, don’t touch ."
"Ah."
Zhang Jian had only left for a short while when the room imdiately echoed with the chilling screams of tornt.
Zhang Jian knew that the despicable old man had so strange hobbies; he most enjoyed listening to won’s screams and used various thods to torture them. With Lu Qian falling into his hands, even if she was ruined, she had still spent a good ti with him. To think that Zhang Bolong, that old bastard, would still lay hands on Lu Qian; what if in the future when Zhang Jian took a wife, wouldn’t Zhang Bolong have designs on her too?
"This damn old coot."
Zhang Jian glanced back at the villa with a murderous look in his eyes, but rembering the cruel thods of his father, he shivered and hurriedly left in haste.
Leaving the mansion, he got into a rcedes-Benz GLS SUV.
The phone rang.
It was from his trusted aide, Big Gold Teeth.
"Mr. Zhang, I’ve checked. The woman in the red dress is nad Luo ili, the manager of the White Dragon Agricultural Company, and she has so ambiguous private relationships with Zhang Xiaoshan, very likely to be his lover."
"Lover?"
"Hmph."
Zhang Jian imdiately beca more irate.
"Damn it, why do all the beautiful won get involved with that kid? What charm does he have, after all?"
"That’s really freaking bizarre."
"If I can’t kill that kid, I’ll never be able to sleep."
Zhang Jian’s hatred for Zhang Xiaoshan was so intense he was grinding his teeth in anger.
Big Gold Teeth responded with so worry.
"Young master, this guy is tough to deal with. I’ve been outsmarted by him before; he really can fight. Maybe we should forget it?"
"Forget it?"
Zhang Jian imdiately said dissatisfiedly.
"Now, my old man is forcing to kill this kid. If this guy doesn’t die, that old beast will definitely kill instead. Now, only one of us can make it out alive. We have to deal with it."
"I..."
Big Gold Teeth went silent for a mont, then a sly voice followed.
"Hehe, baby, whatever you say goes. I’ll do whatever you want, okay?"
"Hmph, that’s more like it. I forgive you then, who asked to like you."
Ever since Zhang Xiaoshan drugged them and brought them together, they’ve gotten addicted; now, they’ve beco a pair of good bedfellows.
Big Gold Teeth continued to speak.
"I’ve found out Luo ili’s work schedule. She wants to open a fruit and vegetable showcase store in Xijing and has arranged a eting with a supermarket owner tomorrow to discuss the transfer."
"Oh?"
As soon as Zhang Jian heard this, he was delighted.
"That kid can fight I’ll give him that, but he has weaknesses too. Tomorrow, we kidnap that woman and hide her away, forcing that kid to sever his own tendons and see what he’ll do."
Zhang Jian now had Luo ili’s alluring and spicy image in his mind from their eting that day; if he could have a turn with her, that would be just too comfortable.
...
Zhang Xiaoshan followed Chu Ying’s convoy to an oriental clubhouse on the outskirts.
This clubhouse covered at least one hundred acres—it could be used as a small film and television city.
"Miracle Doctor Zhang, co with ."
An attendant opened the car door for Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan followed him into the clubhouse.
The entire building consisted of many courtyards nested within one another.
Zhang Xiaoshan walked all the way, turning here and there, nearly getting lost—it was clearly designed to confuse, a asure for the owner’s safety.
At the sa ti, there were black-clad security personnel along the corridors.
There were even so carrying firearms.
Moreover, Zhang Xiaoshan felt over a dozen Martial Artists’ presences, including even two Qi Condensation masters.
As expected of a top female tycoon, the security asures were thorough.
Finally, the attendant brought Zhang Xiaoshan to the outside of a three-story courtyard.
Before him was a carved wooden door.
The attendant paused.
"This place is Mr. Chu’s resting spot; please go in."
Zhang Xiaoshan walked in.
"Creak."
The courtyard door closed behind him.
"Mr. Chu?"
Zhang Xiaoshan stood in the yard and called out to the rooms.
But there was no response.
"Mr. Chu."
Zhang Xiaoshan directly entered the rooms.
The first floor was a living room.
Empty, not a soul in sight.
Zhang Xiaoshan then went up to the second floor, which seed to be where Chu Ying usually worked—also empty.
Not knowing what Chu Ying was up to, he had no choice but to go up to the third floor.
The third floor was actually a rooftop hot spring pool taking up half the level.
From here, he could see the entire clubhouse.
But at the mont, Zhang Xiaoshan’s gaze was locked onto the pool.
A graceful figure was swaying in the hot spring pool, the bikini barely covering the essentials—the 95% exposed skin was tantalizing.
So enticing.
"Sigh."
Chu Ying lifted her head out of the water, and the image of a beauty erging from her bath was utterly captivating.
"Little brother Zhang, why don’t you co down and join for a swim?"
Chu Ying stood in the water, smiling seductively at Zhang Xiaoshan.
What’s she up to?
Is she seducing ?
Zhang Xiaoshan’s heart started to race.
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