nd unrestrained. His large hand encircled her slender waist and began to knead it, not gently nor roughly, carrying a hint of erotic suggestion. One hand trailed along her flat stomach, slowly reachin...The Rong family underestimated Rong Ling too much. Did they think he was a fool Such a laughable trick, and he couldn't see through it! At the press conference, they dragged Lin Meng into it and didn't even mention it, instead pointing all their fingers at her. And then, they pretended to be sincere and said they would do their best to investigate this matter and clear Lin Meng's name!
This is outrageous!
When he handed the person over to Rong Si, he still gave the Rong family some face. (..tw) They were so incompetent, what did he do by giving this matter to Rong Si in the first place!
Their hearts are as black as coal!
Cold anger filled his heart. When the equally angry Lin Meng asked him, "Should we call the police Would calling the police even work" his anger and heartache intensified. The thought that his wife, Rong Ling's wife, would have to worry about whether the police would even dare to handle this, whether they would truly investigate it, filled him with a profound sense of failure.
If a tiger doesn't show its power, people will think it's just a cat!
Call the police! What are you waiting for! By the way, settle all those old debts that Rong Qikeng owes us while you're at it! So I made a call, and the police station took my report.
Despite this, Rong Ling still prefers to do things himself. You, Rong Si, are incompetent. You can't even handle such a small matter and get results. Then just follow his way.
With someone in tow, he went to the Rong family's residence. He was familiar with the place and went straight to Rong Si's location. He found the room where Rong Qijue was temporarily imprisoned and then took the person away.
His movements were too swift, Rong Si couldn't react at all. By the time he got the message that Rong Ling was coming to snatch someone, it was already too late. When he tried calling Rong Ling, there was no answer. In a hurry, he rushed back and by the time he arrived at the office, Rong Qi had already been taken away. He was furious and immediately called Rong Ling again. This time, the call went through.
"Rong Ling, what are you doing!"
"Rong Si," she said bluntly, without any politeness or honorifics. Rong Ling no longer cared about giving him face. "Just rest for now. I'll find out the results, and then you can just wait to accept them."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He gave Rong Si a chance to call him back just to tell him this one sentence. He didn't want to hear any other nonsense from Rong Si's mouth.
The interrogator, Rong Ling is also well-versed in this, and Zun Shu is quite capable in this aspect as well. Rong Ling doesn't see Rong Qi Jue as a relative or a peer, he simply sees him as an enemy, so he shows him no mercy. You won't speak, will you Then I'll beat it out of you, interrogate you until you speak. The top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty, there's no need to list them all one by one, but just a few could make you reveal everything about your ancestors for eighteen generations.
Rong Qi was finally dragged out, covered in blood. His mouth had been pried open, and the name "Rong Qi" finally escaped his lips.
"Keep an eye on him, wait until his injuries are almost healed, and then send him back to the Rong family."
Rong Ling was not afraid of crime. This man had always lived on the edge of it. So, turning someone into this, he wasn't afraid at all. And he had the ability to hide a person so well that no one could find them. When Rong Qijue's relatives came to his door, he simply said, "I don't know," completely distancing himself from this person. Rong Qijue's relatives knew that Rong Ling was lying through his teeth, but he just kept lying. What could they do about it!
If this man gets mad, no one can stop him!
With the spoils of war in his mouth, Rong Ling once again went to the Rong family to find Rong Qikeng. Ever since Rong Qikeng learned that Rong Qijue had been taken away from the Rong family by Rong Ling's domineering and forceful methods, he had been uneasy, staying indoors and refusing to leave. He hid in the main residence of the Rong family, his father's place, thinking that with the best defenses there, he could keep Rong Ling at bay. But in this world, apart from the state apparatus which he, Rong Ling, dared not openly trespass upon, any other place he set his mind to, he could break into.
If he were to get riled up, even the Heavenly King himself standing before him wouldn't deter him. He would fight tooth and nail, then barge right in.
Because a visitor of that status was taken away, the Rong family's security was reprimanded and ordered to be more responsible. As security personnel, they should know that this place is not open to anyone. They are not allowed to let just anyone in. After this reprimand, the security guards understood that the bosses blamed them for not stopping Rong Ling. But could they have stopped him Not to mention, they were already afraid of him. Even if they tried to stop him forcefully, the young people in the Rong family supported him, and they would probably be sabotaged later on. Besides, the people Rong Ling brought were not easy to deal with. If a fight broke out, they couldn't guarantee victory. Most importantly, the Rong family was currently hoping for Rong Ling's return. Who would be foolish enough to offend a potential heir Be careful, once he takes over, you might end up packing your bags and leaving!
So, when Rong Ling came again, the guards at the gate and those along the way only made a perfunctory stop before deliberately losing to him. They watched as Rong Ling drove away with his men. Thus, they rode straight to the center of the Rong family, to Rong Fei Wu's residence.
Rong Fei now holds the position of acting chairman of Yadon, and he's so busy, it's like a spinning top. During the day, he hardly ever comes home. As for Mu Xin Feng, she goes to get pampered with her wealthy friends every day. Well, with the two biggest protectors out of the house, Rong Ling has arrived, leaving Rong Qikeng only with the fate of being beaten.
Ron Ling really fought, found Rong Qi's room, knocked on the door, and Rong Qi opened the door defenselessly. He punched Rong Qi with an iron fist. Rong Qi was stunned and didn't expect Ron Ling to come back, let alone appear before him in such a heavenly manner. In this way, he was beaten by Ron Ling for several punches. Rong Qi also had some martial arts skills, but unfortunately, because he didn't practice diligently, his skills were just a show, and the real foundation was basically returned to his master. Besides, Ron Ling's attack was fierce, and in one go, he beat him so much that his whole body became weak due to the pain. So, after resisting weakly for a few times, Rong Qi became like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, only having to be slaughtered by others. Soon, his screams and howls were as sharp and piercing as those of a slaughtered pig. Several security guards from Ron Fei's martial arts family heard it, but they just looked at each other, under the leadership of their captain who stood aside watching. They collectively pretended to be deaf and blind.
Brothers fighting is a family matter, outsiders should just stay out of it.
So, Rong Qi Keng got beaten up badly. Later on, he really acted like a pig that only knows how to lie on the ground and moan. He couldn't even crawl up. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and bloodstains were splattered all over his face, shirt, and pants to varying degrees. It was quite alarming to watch.
But for Rong Ling, this is just the warm-up ending!
He crouched down, his palm flipping over to reveal a sharp military combat knife in his hand. He gripped Rong Qikeng's neck with one hand, the sharp blade pressing close behind his ear.
That piercing cold light, right before his eyes, made Rong Qikeng's eyelids twitch uncontrollably. He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, his eyeballs would be scratched.
He panted rapidly, emitting a terrifying sound from his mouth, slightly shrill, like a cornered rat. His eyes glared at Rong Ling with fury, yet laced with fear.
“You are pushing me to my limit!” Rong Ling laughed wickedly, slowly dragging the icy blade across his cheek. The frigid touch sent chills down Rong Qikeng’s spine, causing his pupils to constrict in fear as a weak plea escaped his lips, seemingly from the depths of his soul.
"No... don't..."
Rong Ling, however, merely sneered coldly, the wicked gleam in his eyes growing even stronger.
"Don't you"
As he let out a cold snort, his body tensed and relaxed in unison. A chilling white light flashed past, causing Rong Qi to let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Ah--"
Yet it was Rong Ling who, with a sudden thrust of his blade, plunged the sharp point into Rong Qikeng's palm. The piercing pain, accompanied by the thick blood, caused Rong Qikeng's face to change dramatically, and the sparkle in his eyes was completely replaced by fear towards Rong Ling.
He actually dared to! At the Rong family's! On his turf!
This is crazy!
In the midst of excruciating pain, Rong Qikeng trembled and thought. Then, with a heart-wrenching shriek, "Ah--!", it was Rong Ling who seized the dagger, yanking his hand up from the ground along with it. The searing pain once again caused Rong Qikeng to gasp for breath while his vision blurred slightly.
Rong Ling held Rong Qikeng's hand, pushing it toward his face. The wet, sticky blood converged into a few thin lines, eventually forming a stream that slid from his hand, splashing onto his face. A strong metallic smell rose with it. The dagger piercing through the palm of his hand, with its triangular blade, resembled a cobra's head, spitting out a cold tongue there. It seemed as if, the moment the enemy dared to move, it would strike down, mercilessly biting its victim again.
Rong Qi's heart pounded with fear, a tremor that never subsided. Because Rong Ling was too wicked, too cold-blooded, too cruel. Through the crimson blood, he saw Rong Ling, who seemed to be excited by this scene.
That pair of deep, dark eyes, black as if the thickest blood had gathered there. So thick that the red had turned black!
He was born as if drinking blood!
Such a fearless and lawless person, how can one not be afraid!
"I have hundreds of ways to make you wish you were dead!"
Every syllable, a thunderclap!
As they spoke, he brandished a dagger with cruel delight, spinning it menacingly in his hand.
"Ah---"
Rong Qinkang's face contorted in pain, his complexion paling as beads of sweat erupted from his forehead.
But Rong Ling, only a smirk played at the corner of his lips, like a villain who had committed countless sins and was enjoying this game of death. The force in his hands, instead of lessening, grew even heavier.
"Hmm..."
Rong Qikeng gritted his teeth and endured, his face drenched in sweat, mixed with blood, there was an indescribable feeling of discomfort.
And at that moment, Rong Ling suddenly drew the dagger from his palm!
"Ah..."
Rong Qi's teeth couldn't hold anymore, he let go of his jaw with a bone-chilling scream. His palm was immediately filled with blood gushing out, splattering his face. It seemed even flesh and muscle were being pulled out along with the blood, landing on his face.
His face twitched and convulsed with this.
He struggled and trembled, using his last bit of strength to resist, wanting to escape Rong Ling's grasp. Rong Ling punched him in the stomach, instantly dispersing the power in his dantian, leaving him a helpless puddle on the ground.
"...Don't... overdo it... I can't—" I won't let you!
The words died in his throat. For, Rong Ling's blade fell again, this time upon his own throat.
He was left with only ragged gasps of terror.
The cold blade, with effortless ease, sliced through his shirt. It glided along the human body's golden ratio, beginning its descent. Wherever the blade passed, a tremor of fear arose, rendering him stiff. The coldness of the blade, smeared with the viscous blood, slithered like an icy serpent. He had no doubt that this mad Rong Ling, in a sudden fit of impulse, could unleash this sharp blade and carve open his belly.
When he thought about being disemboweled, he felt a chill run down his spine!
At the belly button, a cold snake stopped.
"You're saying, if we divide this place up and stir things up really well, wouldn't that be interesting!"
His evil grin, laced with utmost cruelty.
Rong Qi was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. A cold sweat ran down his face, as if he was afraid others wouldn't see it. He desperately tried to drill a hole, quickly soaking the shirt beneath him. Looking into Rong Ling's eyes, they were wide with terror, but there, was nothing but pleading.
Don't... Don't...
He was giving off this information all over, desperately, like a most undignified criminal. For his life, he would do anything!
Kero Ling, ruthless and bloodthirsty as ever, once again raised his hand high. The crimson blade, wrapped in a shroud of fresh blood, emitted a menacing red glare. He plunged the dagger in his hand with brutal force!
"Alas..."
He whimpered, shrinking back, closing his eyes. His whole face contorted in pain. At the same time, a stream of yellow urine shot out, quickly soaking his pants.
He was so scared that he wet himself!
Rong Ling retracted his hand and sneered.
"Rongqi Keng, what could you possibly be!"
Rong Qi's teeth chattered violently.
Rong Ling stood up, took the wet towel handed over by his subordinate with care, wiped his hand lightly, and made a phone call. He used the fixed telephone in the room to contact important figures in the Rong family. His astonishing memory, like a precise computer, stored everyone's phone numbers in his mind.
And Rong Qi keng, after hearing Rong Ling's voice on the phone, timidly opened his eyes. He then saw, that sharp dagger, half buried in the floor, standing straight up there. Its blade was cold and sharp, its bloody sheen flickering, just like its master, arrogantly mocking his cowardice.
Because, the dagger didn't actually pierce his body!
And he, in front of so many people, was so scared that he urinated!
Hearing Rong Ling's voice, commanding so many people to come over with such an unquestionable tone, it wasn't a request, but an order. He could anticipate that whoever received the call would definitely come, and there was a high probability that they would see him in this humiliating state. However, with the dagger just an inch away from his waist, he didn't have the courage to draw it and stab his own heart, using his life to offer the strongest resistance and defense against this insult!
Because, he doesn't have the courage!
Gong Qi Keng, what can you be!
Rong Ling's words, dripping with contempt, pierced him like a dagger. They shattered his last vestiges of confidence and resolve, leaving him questioning: "Rong Qi Keng, what are you"ren't looking out for Lin Meng and were engrossed in their own chatter."No way, it's Zhou Xiaoyu! That Zhou Xiaoyu with a gambling-addicted father!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like t...