So he must regain the face he lost, and the most direct way is to beat Su Ming to a pulp.
Even making this annoying guy disappear from the world would be a good idea.
Su Ming saw this and ignored this mad dog, who was like a eunuch.
Of course, he knew that the other party wouldn’t dare to trouble him in front of Feng Shu.
But Su Ming wouldn’t simply go to the place Liu Ruili wanted.
If Liu Ruili had set a trap waiting for him, he’d be faced with an extrely dangerous situation.
Thinking of this, Su Ming lit a cigarette, took a puff, exhaled rings of smoke, and thought of turning around to walk into the villa.
Suddenly, his peripheral vision froze on Liu Ruili.
Su Ming hurriedly turned and looked pointedly at where Liu Ruili was standing.
He saw Liu Ruili slowly raising the phone in his hand with an image clearly displayed on the screen.
The picture showed Zeng Jia standing in front of her villa, gazing into the distant night.
Seeing Su Ming frozen in place, Liu Ruili’s feminine face broke into a sinister smile.
Su Ming imdiately realized Liu Ruili intended to threaten him using Zeng Jia’s safety.
But Zeng Jia is Chen Lei’s woman, and Liu Ruili is Chen Lei’s lackey.
Would he truly risk offending his master to harm Zeng Jia?
Su Ming wanted to calm his inner emotions and think rationally about whether Liu Ruili would dare harm Zeng Jia.
But at that mont, the image of a seductive little demoness suddenly appeared in his mind.
Her exquisite beauty, slender graceful figure, and soft enchanting voice.
Everything presented itself clearly in Su Ming’s mind, making it impossible for him to forget.
After all, Su Ming had been with Zeng Jia, and he already considered this coquettish spirit to be his woman.
With this in mind, Su Ming’s usual calm and composed thought process vanished entirely.
What remained was an instinct to do whatever it took to protect his woman’s safety.
Thinking of this, Su Ming put the burning cigarette back in his mouth.
Taking a long drag and enveloped in swirling smoke, he walked towards the parked Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Seeing this, Liu Ruili’s eyes flashed with viciousness, and his sinister smile grew wider.
"Su Ming, you won’t have your past luck this ti. No one will co to help you. I need to dismber you to ease the hatred in my heart!"
Muttering to himself, Liu Ruili got into his car and drove into the distant night.
Seeing this, Su Ming’s face turned slightly solemn, but a determined look erged in his eyes.
"Zeng Jia, don’t worry. I will never disregard your safety."
With that, Su Ming started his car, trailing behind Liu Ruili’s monstrous Ford Raptor, slowly vanishing into the dark night.
After a short while, Liu Ruili stopped his car on a quiet path.
He then directly opened the car door, exiting the vehicle, and cast a cold glance at where Su Ming’s car was parked.
Seeing this, Su Ming also parked, got out, and walked to Liu Ruili, calmly gazing at him.
"Good boy, you really followed ? Aren’t you afraid of dying? Killing you here is as easy as squashing a bug, and no one will notice your disappearance from this world."
He paused, then, pointing ominously to a nearby valley, continued:
"See that? This place is called Chaotic Burial Valley. Toss your body there, and no one will notice your existence, even when your bones turn to ash."
Liu Ruili’s long hair was blown by the chilling wind, and his feminine face appeared ghastly pale under the moonlight.
He approached Su Ming like a ghost, emitting a sharp voice as he added:
"Since you’re about to die, I’ll tell you quietly, I’ve thrown the bodies of more than five opponents into this Chaotic Burial Valley. You might be next."
Upon hearing this, Su Ming spoke calmly:
"You talk too much. You say all this just to overwhelm with your montum before the fight, right?"
Su Ming’s expression remained as calm as water, exuding a light, breezy deanor, his posture tall like a pine tree.
He seed unaffected by Liu Ruili’s intimidation, treating it like a trivial matter.
"You know, the more soone lacks sothing, the more they care about it, trying to compensate from elsewhere."
Speaking, Su Ming slowly approached Liu Ruili, maintaining his calm deanor.
"You seem to think this nonsense can instill fear in , but you don’t realize your actions reveal a deep-seated fear of , trying to affect psychologically to gain the upper hand in our fight. Am I right?"
Having been a special forces soldier, Su Ming naturally learned about psychological tactics.
When two individuals are nearly matched in strength, the key to victory often lies in the clash of wills and the courage to remain unflinching before the fight.
These both require a solid psychological constitution.
Su Ming said this to Liu Ruili, knowing he wasn’t entirely confident in defeating him.
If he truly saw Su Ming as a weak ant, he wouldn’t bother with so much talk.
He could easily defeat his opponent directly, sparing himself the trouble.
"So by saying all this, you’ve already revealed your cowardice. You fear and dread because you aren’t certain of my strength. After all, you suffered setbacks at my hands earlier in the villa."
Staring into Liu Ruili’s eyes, Su Ming spoke almost word by word.
"Shut up! You’re too arrogant! I refuse to believe that in such a short ti, your strength has truly grown to this extent?"
It seed Liu Ruili was knocked off balance by Su Ming’s words, bursting out in a hysterical roar.
As soon as he finished, he clenched his fist and stepped forward, swinging hard at Su Ming’s head!
Seeing this, Su Ming’s lips curled into a slight cold smile, then he sidestepped half a step.
Effortlessly, he dodged Liu Ruili’s fist, which was as big as a sandbag.
Then, he delivered a whip-like kick, swinging fiercely at Liu Ruili’s calf.
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