The moment the gunfire rang out, Huang Wu was completely desperate and closed his eyes.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt his body being pushed, and then he found himself sitting on the sofa nearby.
Xiong Bocheng's pupils shrank suddenly and he missed a shot. Then he turned the gun and aimed it again at Huang Wu who was pushed down on the sofa.
"Crack!"
But before he could shoot, he felt a strong wind coming, followed by the sound of bones breaking.
Xiong Bocheng looked at his wrist that was bent at 90 degrees, the white bones, and his hand that was only connected by a trace of skin and flesh, with a look of horror on his face.
"My hand...ah..."
Just for a moment, the extreme pain made him wail loudly.
The quilt was dyed red with blood. Wang Luyao watched helplessly as Xiong Bocheng's wrist was broken. At this moment, she felt that her whole body was limp and her throat seemed to be strangled. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't make any sound.
Only Xiong Bocheng's howl of extreme pain resounded throughout the villa.
"Master Xiong, you want my life, but I just want one of your hands. Isn't that too much?"
Yang Chen's voice suddenly sounded, and he was seen sitting on the sofa with a calm face, casually pulling out a few wet wipes from the coffee table, and carefully wiping the blood.
Huang Wu was sitting next to Yang Chen, his eyes dull.
From when Xiong Bocheng shot him, to when he was pushed down by Yang Chen, then when Xiong Bocheng's wrist was broken, to when Yang Chen calmly wiped his hands.
All of this happened in a flash of lightning. Huang Wu even had a ridiculous feeling that everything was an illusion.
"You, what exactly do you want?"
There was only fear in Xiong Bocheng's pupils, and the extreme pain from his wrist made him tremble even as he spoke.
He couldn't even feel a trace of revenge against Yang Chen in his heart.
"Master Xiong, it's not what I want, but this woman, with two of your bodyguards, beat my father-in-law, and he is still in the hospital." Yang Chen said expressionlessly.
"What?"
Xiong Bocheng was furious, and the pain of breaking his wrist made him want to kill Wang Luyao.
If it weren't for this woman, how could his wrist be broken?
Now only skin and flesh are connected, I'm afraid this hand will be completely disabled. All this is just because Wang Luyao, with his two bodyguards, beat Yang Chen's father-in-law.
"Call your husband. If he can't arrive within ten minutes, then wait to see your photos online!"
Yang Chen raised his hand and looked at his wrist, and suddenly said.
He promised Qin Xi to go to the hospital in half an hour. It would take ten minutes to get there, and what happened just now wasted another five minutes.
Now he only has fifteen minutes, ten minutes to wait for Zhang Guang, and five minutes to deal with Wang Luyao's affairs. The time is just right.
"I, I, I was wrong, please let me go, you can do whatever you want with me!"
Wang Luyao pulled away the quilt, ran to Yang Chen naked, and knelt on the ground, her face full of pleading.
She knew Zhang Guang's character very well. If he knew that she had cheated on him, even if she gave birth to a son for Zhang Guang, Zhang Guang would never let her go.
"Go back to bed!"
Yang Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Wang Luyao was almost frightened to the point of peeing, and quickly got into the quilt with tears in her eyes, looking very pitiful.
However, Yang Chen doesn't have a trace of sympathy. Poor people must be hateful. Leaving this kind of woman behind will sooner or later be a disaster.
"Husband, I, I'm at Xiong's house!"
Wang Luyao dialed the phone, pressed the speakerphone, and said tremblingly.
"Why did you go to Xiong's house?"
A rough voice sounded, obviously filled with impatience.
Yang Chen had met Zhang Guang and knew that the voice belonged to him.
"Tell the truth, if you dare to lie even a word, I will kill you right now!" Yang Chen said coldly.
Wang Luyao said quickly: "Husband, I cheated and slept with Xiong Bocheng. Now we are on the bed, under the same quilt, naked..."
Seeing Yang Chen's eyes full of murderous intent, Wang Luyao almost cried. She glanced at Yang Chen for fear that if she didn't say enough details, Yang Chen would kill her.
"What did you say?"
Zhang Guang was furious: "Why don't you wait for me? I will go to Xiong's house now!"
After saying that, Zhang Guang hung up the phone directly.
Wang Luyao's body was limp and her eyes were lifeless. Xiong Bocheng was not much better, his face was extremely pale.
"Can I go to the hospital first?"
Xiong Bocheng gritted his teeth and said that he might have lost too much blood. He was dizzy and felt like he was about to fall asleep.
Yang Chen glanced at him indifferently: "If you sleep with someone else's wife, whether you can survive or not depends on other people's wishes."
Hearing this, Xiong Bocheng's face turned pale. How could Zhang Guang let him go?
There are only a few top villas in Jiangzhou. The Zhang family and the Xiong family are both first-line families and they live not far away.
About seven or eight minutes later, there was a roar of an engine outside, and then a burst of chaotic footsteps.
"Xiong Bocheng, where the hell are you? Get out of here!"
Zhang Guang roared angrily, followed by more than ten burly men.
"Husband, I'm here!"
Yang Chen looked over, and Wang Luyao was so frightened that she quickly shouted.
Zhang Guang led people into the bedroom and saw Wang Luyao, with only her head exposed, and Xiong Bocheng, who was holding his wrists, lying on the same quilt.
On the sofa nearby, there were two figures sitting, one of whom he knew.
"It's you!"
Zhang Guang's expression changed drastically. Last time at the hotel, Wang Luyao called him to take revenge, but Yang Chen alone knocked all the elites he brought to the ground.
But he just glanced at Yang Chen, and then his angry eyes fell on Xiong Bocheng: "Xiong Bocheng, you dare to sleep with my wife, how do you solve this matter?"
There was no trace of color on Xiong Bocheng's face. He was holding on with his will. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry for you. I can give you half of the Xiong family's property as compensation. I just ask you to take me to the hospital first.
"
Only then did Zhang Guang realize that Xiong Bocheng's wrist had been broken, with only a trace of flesh attached to it, and the blood stained the bed red.
"Fuck you! You slept with my wife and you still want me to take you to the hospital? What a dream!"
Zhang Guang's face turned red and he ordered: "Hit me!"
The dozen or so big men he brought with him all rushed forward and punched and kicked Xiong Bocheng.
"You bitch, do you still have the nerve to let me pick you up?"
Zhang Guang pulled Wang Luyao off the bed and slapped him several times. Wang Luyao's mouth was full of blood and she kept pleading: "Husband, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"
"Hurry up and get dressed. We'll see how I deal with you when we get back!" Zhang Guang slapped him five or six times before stopping.
Xiong Bocheng was also beaten until he passed out.
"Husband, he, he asked people to take videos and photos of me and Xiong Bocheng."
Just as she was about to leave, Wang Luyao suddenly said tremblingly. She glanced at Yang Chen and immediately lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
Zhang Guang's face suddenly turned cold, he looked at Yang Chen and said, "Mr. Yang, please bring out the video and photos!"
He does not allow anyone to keep his wife's video. After all, this matter is related to the face of his Zhang family. Once word spreads, it will not only slap him in the face, but the Zhang family will also be greatly affected.
Yang Chen sneered: "Mr. Zhang, you still don't know what your wife did, do you?"
"No matter what she did, she is still my wife and the daughter-in-law of my Zhang family." Zhang Guang said with a cold face.
"Zhang Guang, I advise you to figure things out first before you say anything like this!"
Huang Wu stood up at this time and looked at Zhang Guang with an unkind expression.
Zhang Guang frowned: "I'm talking to your master, what right does a dog have to bark?"
"you……"
Huang Wu's face turned cold.
Before he could speak, Yang Chen had already moved.
Zhang Guang only felt a figure passing by, his expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.
"Bang!"
Yang Chen grabbed his head with one hand, and the terrifying force made him unable to resist at all.
There was a loud noise, and Zhang Guang's head hit the coffee table hard. His mouth and nose were filled with blood, which instantly turned the beige marble tabletop red.
"Come on, Mr. Zhang, tell me now, are you, a dog, qualified to talk to me?" Yang Chen looked indifferent.