Translator: VinceStar Editor: PrisMiko
âYes.â Yang Ming grinned and reached for an acupuncture point on Song Hangâs body.
Suddenly, a strange pain surged through Song Hangâs body as though he was p.r.i.c.ked by needles. Song Hang was shocked, but it was already too late. The severe pain had made him roll on the ground.
â Oh my gosh⌠Iâm dead⌠Iâm being killedâŚâ Song Hang thought that he was going to die, and kept screaming.
After rolling for a while, Song Hang found that he still wasnât dead, so he became even more terrified. Now he felt as though he was bitten by thousands of insects. It was even more unbearable than death. It was better to die!
âWhen can I die?â Song Hang grimaced while he was moaning.
âYou wonât die. Cut the nonsense.â Yang Ming said faintly, âI have no habit of killing people directly.â
âI wonât die?â Song Hang was overjoyed, âGrandpa, I really wonât die?â
âDo you want to die?â Yang Ming glanced at him, âIf you really want to die, I can help you!â
âNo, my grandpa, I donât want to die⌠But Iâm too uncomfortable now, can you spare me? Iâm more uncomfortable than deathâŚâ Song Hang twisted and he shouted.
âYou donât want to die? From what I see, youâre courting dead for what youâre doing right now.â Yang Ming walked over and grabbed Song Hangâs body. Song Hang made a sound, âow,â but then he was relieved.
âThank you, thank youâŚâ Song Hang felt the pain in his body disappear all at once. He immediately felt surprised and happy! He was happy that he didnât have to suffer anymore, but he was surprised. Yang Ming simply showed a few moves that were enough to amaze Song Hang!
What martial arts expert? What martial arts supreme master? Yang Ming is more supreme! Compared to Yang Ming, the former Hun Tianba and Fei Tianqi, theyâre nothing!
âMy grandpa, did you strike my acupuncture point just now?â Song Hang asked carefully.
âHavenât you heard of a saying? The more you know, the faster you die.â Yang Ming snorted coldly.
â Hehe , grandpa, am I not your grandsonâŚâ Song Hang said shamelessly, âIsnât it fine for me to know something?â
â Hmph , itâs better if you know less.â Yang Ming glanced at him, âMy secrets, donât talk to anyone, or I promise you will be more painful than just now⌠Iâm the person that doesnât like killing. Instead, I like to torture peopleâŚâ
âNo⌠Grandpa, you can rest a.s.sured. Iâm your grandson. I wouldnât dare to betray you!â Song Hang nodded his head.
âWhat about you two?â Yang Ming looked at Hun Tianba and Fei Tianqi.
âDonât worry, little warrior. I, Hun Tianba, although I work for another, Iâm a person who knows how to be grateful. Since Boss Song said so, we wonât talk casually.â Hun Tianba said with a strong vibe. It was true that he was doing things for w.a.n.g Xifan, but people from the underworld emphasized a lot on loyalty and promise. Yang Ming had already been merciful, so Hun Tianqi owed Yang Ming once. For Yang Mingâs words, as long as he didnât violate his own personal rules, he would follow it!
Yang Ming nodded and looked at Song Hang. He said faintly, âTomorrow, I hope to see the signing of the contract go smoothly, instead of betraying like last time! Thereâs a first and second time, but not a third time. This is already your second time challenging my patience. Remember, there is no third time anymore!â
âI know. I know, my grandpa. You can rest a.s.sured. I know what to do!â Song Hang quickly nodded. Now that Yang Ming was a G.o.dly existence in his mind, he didnât dare to violate the words of Yang Ming!
â En , this kebab tastes good. Bring me some of these when you sign the contract tomorrow!â Yang Ming commanded.
âBut, arenât the people of the university coming to my company to sign the contract?â Song Hang asked carefully.
âDonât you have legs? You canât go on yourself?â Yang Mingâs eyes stopped on Song Hangâs legs. âIf you want to go, you can. But you have to give me a reason why you canât go. For example, I can help you to amputate your leg.â
âNo⌠No, my grandpa. Iâll go. Iâll go. I will go. Donât amputate. Please donât amputateâŚâ Song Hang was so scared that he hugged his legs and almost sat on the ground.
â En , you did well.â Yang Ming nodded. âThis lamb skewer iron stick, you can return it for the ten yuan deposit.â
âYes, my grandpa. Be careful when you leaveâŚâ Song Hang said quickly.
âI didnât say I was leaving. Do you want to chase me away so soon?â Yang Ming looked down at Song Hang.
âNo⌠No, my grandpa. I didnât say I wanted to chase you away, reallyâŚâ Song Hang said quickly and shook his head.
âYou, again and again, challenge my patience. Should I say that youâre forgetful?â Yang Ming continued, âYou keep troubling me today, and then tomorrow you will trouble me again. I donât have time to play with you all day.â
âNo, my grandpa, I really wonâtâŚâ Song Hang thought that Yang Ming wanted to leave something on his body, so he was shocked.
âThat canât be said. I donât believe you.â Yang Mingâs eyes stayed in Song Hangâs lower body.
Song Hang subconsciously covered his own crotch. It canât be? Yang Ming wants to castrate me?
âTake off your pants!â Yang Ming ordered.
âDonât⌠my grandpa, I still have no children⌠I still have to pa.s.s on the bloodline of the Song FamilyâŚâ Song Hang said with a bitter face.
âWhy is it related to me?â Yang Ming was stunned.
âMy grandpa, donât you want to castrate me?â asked Song Hang.
âWhy do I have to castrate you?â Yang Ming couldnât help but find it funny. âIâll just take a few photos of you stripteasing in the office. If you keep give me trouble, I will post the photos to the media. Your general manager t.i.tle will be over, right?â
âThereâs no need toâŚâ Song Hang really didnât think about giving Yang Ming trouble again. He didnât dare to anymore.
â En ?â Yang Ming snorted. âI think you want to change to something better, right?â
âNo no⌠Iâll stripâŚâ Song Hang jumped up and began to take off his pants.
âGive me a digital camera.â Yang Ming said faintly.
âOkay, okay, there is one hereâŚâ Song Hang quickly took out a digital camera from the drawer.
âWhat is this? Digital video camera?â Yang Ming looked at Song Hangâs drawer and asked.
âYes, my grandpa. This is a digital video camera, the latest model of this year, high-definitionâŚâ Song Hang nodded and said.
âThen letâs shoot a video!â Yang Ming picked up the digital camera and pressed the power b.u.t.ton, â En ? What is this?â
Yang Ming saw that there were still a few videos in this camera, so he clicked the play b.u.t.ton. As a result, the screen of the camera began to play the video of Song Hangâs and the secretaryâs, Xiao Liâs, epic fight in the officeâŚ
â Hah , what a good shot!â Yang Ming praised, âNo need to film anymore. These are enough. I will take the camera. You have no opinion on that, right?â
âNoâŚnoâŚâ Song Hang dared not to say anything unless he wanted to die on the spot. Although he was very reluctant in his heart, there was no other way.
If the video of the striptease in the office was publicized, Song Hang wasnât afraid, but if the video of the epic fight with the secretary was publicized, then Song Hang would be really done for.
He could now sit in the current position because of the powerful family background of his fat pig wife. If this video was seen by his wife, then Song Hang could only go back to be her househusband in the future.
Yang Ming nodded and took the camera as he stepped out Song Hangâs villa. Until Yang Ming went far away, Song Hang was only able to stand up with fear! Today, Song Hang was really terrified!
He wouldnât dare to think of revenge again! It was because he understood a truth. That was, Yang Ming was very bad*ss, and Yang Ming was so bad*ss that he couldnât imagine it!
Before, he thought that the two martial arts supreme masters, Hun Tianba and Fei Tianqi, were already powerful enough. However, they couldnât even handle one single move by Yang Ming before they were both defeated on the ground! When Song Hang recalled the feeling of his living h.e.l.l just now, he was terrified in his heart!
Yes, he would never take the initiative to provoke this person again. It was too horrible!
Moreover, his own weakness was in Yang Mingâs hands, therefore, he wouldnât dare to mess with Yang Ming again!
Song Hang glanced at Hun Tianba and Fei Tianqi on the ground. âHow are you two? Do you two have to go to the hospital?â
âNo, we just need to take some restâŚâ Hun Tianba shook his head.
âForget it. You go to the hospital.â Song Hang shook his head. âWait a minute. I will prepare a ride for you.â After all, they were injured because of him. Song Hang couldnât ignore it.
âThank you, President SongâŚâ Hun Tianba nodded. He was older now. His ability to recover wasnât as good as before so he could recover faster if he went to the hospital.
âFor todayâs incident, donât tell President w.a.n.g about itâŚâ Song Hang instructed. He didnât want to be troubled by Yang Ming because of their big mouth.