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Chapter Twenty-eight has nothing to do with me!

Seeing Chu Minghui suddenly kneeling down in front of Tang Muyang, several girls in the private room were shocked.

In their impression, Young Master Chu has always been aloof, and he was fawned over and fawned over wherever he went. How could he be so humble and humble like now? What is the origin of this young man in front of him?

Tang Muyang saw Chu Minghui's cowardly look and immediately sneered, "Young Master Chu, what are you doing? I won't eat you. How can I scare you like this?"

Chu Minghui's face was pale. Although the other party was smiling, it gave him a creepy feeling, "Brother Yang, please spare me, I... our family is very rich. As long as you set a price, no matter how much it is,

I can give it to you."

In his opinion, Tang Muyang's family was poor, and as long as he raised money, the other party would definitely agree.

Tang Muyang crossed his legs and said, "Then how much money are you prepared to pay for your life?"

When Chu Minghui heard that there was something going on, he hurriedly stretched out a finger and said, "One million... no, ten million."

He felt that a country bumpkin like Tang Muyang, who had never seen much money in his entire life, would nod his head immediately when he heard the figure of ten million.

Tang Muyang smiled slightly and reached out to grab the other person's fingers.

There was just a crisp "click" sound, and Chu Minghui's fingers were broken instantly.

"Your life, the dignified Young Master Chu, is only worth 10 million?"

"Ah..." Chu Minghui screamed miserably, his fingers drooped there, looking extremely penetrating.

Everyone in the private room suddenly turned pale. No one expected that Tang Muyang, who was always smiling, would be so terrifying when he moved his hands. Some of the timid ones already felt the urge to urinate.

"100 million ... No, you will give a price, I will give it!" Chu Minghui begged, and looked extremely pitiful.

Tang Muyang picked up the wine bottle again and poured a glass of red wine, "I think your young master Chu's life is worth 18 billion, right?"

Eighteen billion? Even if all the assets of the Chu family were added up, I'm afraid there wouldn't be eighteen billion. The other party was obviously trying to make things difficult for him.

Thinking of this, Chu Minghui suddenly felt angry and glared at Tang Muyang, "Tang, don't bully others too much. If you dare to touch me today...if you dare to kill me, my father will never let you go.

Yes, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will still die."

Tang Muyang suddenly laughed when he saw his appearance, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, I'm afraid of dirtying my hands."

When Chu Minghui heard what he said, he immediately felt relieved and sneered in his heart. To put it nicely, he was not frightened by his father's name, but he was also a coward.

"But you want my life. Wouldn't it be a shame if I let you go so easily? You have to leave something behind, right?" After Tang Muyang finished speaking, he glanced at the two women next to Chu Minghui.

Then he threw the fruit knife on the table and said, "Cut off the bottom yourself and consider it as atonement."

"What did you say?" Chu Minghui's expression changed drastically. If he asked him to cut off his lower part, wouldn't that make him a cripple?

Tang Muyang curled his lips nonchalantly, "You have to pay a price for doing something wrong. Compared to you trying to kill me, I'm already very merciful, right?"

Chu Minghui's face looked uncertain, but he never reached for the fruit knife.

Tang Muyang saw that he was deliberately stalling for time and immediately smiled, "Young Master Chu, if you want to wait for someone to rescue you, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. I promise to make you a

A corpse."

Chu Minghui shuddered immediately. He knew that Tang Muyang was not joking. With the opponent's strength, he could indeed do it.

Just asking him to castrate himself was more terrifying than killing him. He held the fruit knife in his hand, but he still couldn't do it.

"What, you can't do it? Do you want me to help you?" Tang Muyang looked harmless, "But if you let me do it, it won't be that simple."

When Chu Minghui heard this, he immediately gritted his teeth and raised the knife in his hand.

"Ah..." An extremely miserable cry came out. Chu Minghui's vision went dark and he almost fainted. Blood flowed down his trouser legs to the floor.

Everyone in the private room was silent, not daring to make any sound for fear of being hurt.

Tang Muyang looked at Chu Minghui in surprise, "What are you doing? I just asked you to cut off one of your lower toes, what are you... ugh!"

Chu Minghui, who was about to faint due to excessive blood loss, rolled his eyes and fell unconscious when he heard these words.

Tang Muyang looked at the others with an innocent face, "You have also seen that he misunderstood my meaning, and it has nothing to do with me."

Everyone was filled with contempt and fart, you obviously meant that.

Tang Muyang smiled slightly, turned around and walked out of the private room.

The moment he turned around, there was no longer any joking expression on his face, only endless indifference.

In his previous life, he was too kind, which ultimately led to a big mistake. Now that he is reborn, he will never make the same mistake again.

Anyone who dares to threaten him and the people he cares about will pay a cruel price.



When he returned to Fengshang Community, it was already dark.

Qian Xin was sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting anxiously. When she saw him coming back, she hurriedly got up and came over, "Xiaoyang, where were you just now? I'm so worried."

Tang Muyang knew that Qian Xin had been frightened a lot today, so he didn't take her with him when he went to the Jinling Club.

"It's okay, I just went out for a walk." Tang Muyang didn't want her to know those dirty things, so he just put it aside casually.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Qian Xin didn't force him, turned around and walked into the kitchen and brought out the prepared meals.

The murderous intention that Tang Muyang had just aroused in the Jinling Club suddenly subsided at this moment, and he turned back into the reserved and docile boy next door.

"By the way, Sister Xin, when do you plan to put the oral liquid on the market?" Tang Muyang asked while serving Qian Xin some food.

Qian Xin sighed, "It can't be that fast. It has to be sent for testing first. After it meets the standards, it still needs approval from the higher authorities. It will take at least half a year before it can be put on the market."

Tang Muyang was stunned for a moment, "Is it so troublesome? Didn't you say that the Chu family is suppressing Xinyuan's market? Can you still hold on for so long?"

Qian Xin shook his head, "Let alone half a year, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive even half a month. The only way now is to find a strong company to cooperate with and use their contacts and channels to quickly bring new products to the market."

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Tang Muyang nodded and said nothing. It seemed that he needed to help her again.



Early the next morning, Tang Muyang got up very early because he had to go to school.

When he walked out of the room, he saw Qian Xin sitting in the living room waiting for him.

Today Qian Xin wore a black dress with a ribbon tied around her waist. She looked steady yet energetic, especially the two long white legs exposed under the skirt, which had a fatal magic power.

Tang Muyang was stunned and almost rolled down the stairs.

Qian Xin couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Xiao Yangyang, if I want to see you, just do it openly. Do you want me to lift up my skirt a little bit more?"
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