470: Chapter 470: The Golden House Conceals the Beauty 470: Chapter 470: The Golden House Conceals the Beauty “Kill!”
Eight bodyguards roared in unison and charged toward Tangyu.
They were desperate to save their master, each fighting as if their lives didn’t matter.
Tangyu’s gaze turned chilly as he faced the eight fiercely approaching bodyguards; he dared not take them lightly.
With one hand, he gripped Zhou Jie like a dead dog, using him as a human shield while launching a counterattack.
Tangyu didn’t move away from the car, so at least his back was protected by the vehicle.
With the double protection of the car and Zhou Jie, Tangyu barely exposed any openings.
The bodyguards, naturally wary of hurting Zhou Jie still in Tangyu’s grasp, held back.
Soon, one bodyguard reached Tangyu.
He tried to attack from the side, forcing Tangyu to release Zhou Jie, but Tangyu would not let it happen easily.
Tangyu grabbed Zhou Jie and blocked with him.
The bodyguard, seeing his iron club about to hit Zhou Jie’s head, had to forcefully stop, hanging in mid-air.
But before he could retract his strike, he realized the danger—it was too late.
Tangyu’s foot, swift as lightning, struck the bodyguard’s stomach, sending him flying and emitting a painful cry.
The man rolled on the ground, unable to get up.
Tangyu’s kick was immensely powerful.
Although he did not possess natural Herculean strength, his force was certainly extraordinary, so much so that it nearly twisted the bodyguard’s intestines into a knot; of course, he was in too much pain to rise.
After delivering a successful blow, Tangyu didn’t hold back and took advantage of the situation to launch a fierce attack.
This time, Tangyu was on the offensive, targeting a bodyguard to his left.
In his moment of daze, Tangyu’s grappling hand had already caught the wrist of the bodyguard holding the iron club.
“Hmph.” The bodyguard snorted coldly, attempting to pull back his hand but immediately felt an irresistible force gripping his wrist tightly.
Tangyu twisted forcefully, and with a ‘crack’ sound, the bodyguard’s body spun in place, his wrist now twisted behind his back and dislocated.
The intense pain made the bodyguard issue an agonized scream.
With another forceful squeeze from Tangyu, the bodyguard’s fist opened up involuntary, and then Tangyu grabbed the iron club from his hand.
With a forceful swing, Tangyu smashed the club down onto the bodyguard’s head.
The whole process might seem complex, but in reality, it was done in one fluid motion, extremely fast, leaving others unable to react in time.
The bodyguard’s head was cracked open by the iron club like a watermelon, blood spurting out like a fountain.
One hand clutching his head, the man staggered to the side, his head now completely soaked in blood.
If he didn’t receive treatment soon, it would likely be dangerous.
In just two short rounds, two men had been crippled.
Zhou Jie watched in shock.
This guy was truly inhuman, his strength too immense.
No wonder Zhou Tao had been played to the point of ruin by him, and this was in Zhou’s territory within the Dali Group.
Then there was the scary attack on Linshan Middle School; he had been portrayed almost mythically, hailed as a hero.
Zhou Jie still felt disdain in his heart, thinking how could anyone be that formidable—could they be a superhero?
Therefore, he had arranged for eight elite fighters, each capable of taking on ten others, and equipped with weapons, thinking they could easily subdue Tangyu.
But he hadn’t anticipated Tangyu being so ruthless.
This was indeed beyond his expectations.
“Tangyu, I’ve lost.
Let me go,” Zhou Jie pleaded, his face flickering between hope and fear.
He really was scared of Tangyu.
He regretted his actions so much he could almost turn back time, but regret wasn’t an option now.
At this point, all he could do was admit defeat.
He had come to the sober realization that provoking Tangyu was an extremely unwise move.
He admitted he had underestimated the situation.
A smirk appeared on Tangyu’s lips; Zhou Jie really was a waste, lacking any backbone.
It was hard to believe such a person dared to provoke him, unfoundedly confident.
With the Zhou family’s assets in such hands, it was only a matter of time before they would be utterly squandered.
“Let you go?
Do you think I would just let you off like that?
Then my dignity would be worthless,” Tangyu said, looking at Zhou Jie.
Zhou Jie’s heart sank, and he quickly said, “Then what do you want?
We can negotiate your previous condition, but twenty billion is definitely too much.
How about this: I’ll take charge and give you two billion.
You sell me all those documents, and from there on, we don’t cross paths.
I assure you, I won’t bother you again.
Two billion is a lot, enough to make you a wealthy man and live comfortably for the rest of your life.”
Two billion was indeed not a small sum.
But did Tangyu care?
If two billion could bring down and sully the Zhou family, Tangyu wouldn’t mind at all.
Besides, he believed that the Sun Family might be willing to pay that price.
“Keep your money to yourself.
I won’t settle for a penny less than twenty billion.
I said I would send you back lying down, and I will follow through; so far, it seems it’s not quite thorough enough,” Tangyu said, lifting the corners of his mouth.
With a casual toss, he threw Zhou Jie to the ground.
Zhou Jie’s legs had been heavily struck; he didn’t have the strength to stand up.
Tangyu then started kicking Zhou Jie relentlessly, kicking so hard that Zhou Jie howled in pain and fled in panic.
The remaining six bodyguards could only watch Tangyu intently, but without Zhou Jie’s command, they dared not act rashly and could only stand by.
After thoroughly beating Zhou Jie, Tangyu stopped and walked away.
It was only after Tangyu was far away that Zhou Jie raised his head, his face uglier than if he had lost both parents, his eyes flickering with sinister rage, his teeth grinding with furious rage.
Zhou Jie’s fists were clenched into his flesh as a stream of thoughts raced through his mind.
Once back at the company, Tangyu was obviously late, but at this point, just going to the company was a relatively novel event for him.
As for being late—that was just part of the norm.
Tangyu’s arrival clearly won another round of greetings and attention, as if Tangyu coming to work was something of a novelty.
Tangyu’s gaze swept over the desks of the three golden flowers, which were empty.
It seemed that after their identities had been exposed by him, they had left directly.
As for the three golden flowers, how should he put it?
It wasn’t exactly dislike, anger, or hatred, but he could truly understand their actions.
They did not intentionally want to harm him.
So, in fact, Tangyu didn’t blame them.
If he were to seek revenge, he would only target the power behind them.
The three golden flowers were merely following orders; in other words, you can’t help it when you’re caught up in the jianghu (bitter life).
Wang Dazhuang bumped into Tangyu and looked at him with a sneaky smile, his eyes oozing with ambiguity.
Tangyu glared contemptuously at Wang Dazhuang, knowing that nothing good ever filled this guy’s head.
“Hehe, hero bro, what did you do to the three golden flowers last night?
Did you guys, you know, do that thing?” teased Wang Dazhuang, who seemed to have a new nickname for him every day.
“Your sister!
Don’t insult my noble integrity, okay?” Tangyu retorted with disdain.
“Cut it out, hero bro.
Where’s your integrity?
I understand.
Hehe, otherwise, how come the three golden flowers haven’t shown up for work yet?
They’ve never been late or left early before, you know.
Don’t you find today’s situation a bit strange?
So, hero bro, isn’t this your glorious achievement?
Tsk tsk, taking down all three at once and making them unable to get out of bed today.
Expert, really an expert.
I admire you more and more, hero bro,” Wang Dazhuang said.
Tangyu was speechless, knowing that Wang Dazhuang couldn’t spit out anything decent from his doggy mouth.
He could think of such shameless things, too evil.
Tangyu felt like he was about to throw up the breakfast he had eaten that morning.
“Hehe, hero bro, I hit the nail on the head, didn’t I?
You’re blushing, aren’t you?
Feeling frisky, huh?
If I may ask timidly, does playing ** feel very different from the usual?
Others might be ‘Seven Times a Night Lads,’ but hero bro, you’re ‘Xiao Shiyilang’ at least eleven times a night, right?” continued Wang Dazhuang.
“Get lost, you hooligan,” Tangyu snapped angrily.
“Yo, hero bro, I’ve hit a nerve and now you’re all angry.
Chill, we’re brothers, right?
I get it, and I won’t tell anyone, hehe.
Hero bro, are you planning on keeping your lover hidden in a golden house?” Wang Dazhuang was clearly thick-skinned, absolutely unbothered by any insults.
Tangyu really wanted to punch Wang Dazhuang, so shameless, so evil, such a hooligan.
How should he describe him?
Tangyu had a hard time explaining.
How could he say that the three golden flowers were not ordinary people, but members of some mysterious organization?
Or say they were assassins?
“Oh, hero bro, the three golden flowers have arrived,” Wang Dazhuang exclaimed suddenly, his eyes lighting up.
Tangyu’s brow quirked up, a fleeting gleam flashing in his eyes as he turned to look.
Indeed, the three golden flowers were approaching seductively.
The three seemed to be unaffected by everything, as enchanting and alluring as usual, three fairy-like figures.
Their clothing and outfits were still in their unique styles.
The three different styles, mixed together, gave an instant, stunning impression.
Tangyu was truly surprised that the three golden flowers hadn’t left and came to work as usual.
They approached him as if nothing had happened, smiling flirtatiously at Tangyu, though their eyes betrayed an unusual expression, as if signaling something to him.
Tangyu had no hard feelings about yesterday’s incident, so he had no issue with them coming to work.
Tangyu smiled faintly at the three, showing he didn’t dwell on yesterday’s incident, and the smiles on their faces deepened.
“Good morning to the three beauties, hehe, you had a tough time last night,” Wang Dazhuang said with a sleazy smile.
Zhou Mei said with a smile, “Indeed, your hero bro was just too domineering, too awesome.
We three sisters couldn’t handle him.”
“…” Tangyu was speechless, those three were causing trouble again, and now he truly couldn’t clear things up.
Wang Dazhuang’s eyes bulged, and his mouth shaped into an ‘O’ as he looked at Tangyu with an even more ambiguous expression, as if saying, “Hero bro, are you still trying to deny and make excuses?
Look at the bloody facts right before your eyes.
Don’t bother explaining, because that’s just covering up.
You might as well fess up.”
Tangyu wanted to cry and run away; the three golden flowers had sharp ears, and even caught Wang Dazhuang’s joking words.
Seeing Tangyu’s embarrassed face, Zhou Mei and her friends laughed happily.