Chapter 144: Directly Castrated

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Directly Castrated

"You’re shameless!" Seeing the greed in Hu Jun’s eyes and hearing his last words, Wang Luyao instantly understood his meaning. Her expression darkened.

Hu Jun looked at Wang Luyao, his smile never wavering. "Beauty, I’ll give you five seconds to think it over. If you’re a good girl and agree, we can forget this ever happened. Otherwise, you can forget about getting that plot of land!"

He then held out his left hand, fingers splayed, and used his right hand to fold them down one by one. "Five... four..."

Seeing Hu Jun’s brazen display, the secretary beside him turned pale with fright.

Hu Jun was unaware of Wang Luyao’s background, but the secretary, a local, knew it crystal clear. Hearing Hu Jun’s words made the hair on his arms stand up. ’This guy is digging his own grave.’

He rushed in front of Hu Jun, blocking his path, and cried out with a pale face, "Director Hu, you really can’t mess with her...!"

Before he could finish, Hu Jun slapped him hard across the face. "You’re just a dog on my leash! What right do you have to bark at me?" he spat. "You think I don’t know who I can and can’t touch?

Get the hell out of my way! Today, I’m going to give you a good look at exactly how I’m going to handle her!"

Without another glance at his secretary, he raised his right hand and continued folding down his fingers. "Three... two... one! Time’s up!"

He looked at Wang Luyao and chuckled. "It seems you’ve decided you don’t want the land after all!"

Wang Luyao’s expression was icy. "I don’t want the land," she said. "Someone else will get it for me."

She picked up her phone and made a call. Once it connected, she angrily recounted the situation, then said through gritted teeth, "Darling, I don’t want this land anymore. You get it for me!"

A calm voice replied from the other end of the line, "I’m almost there. I’ll get the land for you."

Then he hung up.

At this, Hu Jun, who was standing nearby, started laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

"Calling your husband? Trying to use him to scare me? HAHA! That’s hilarious! Let me tell you something, I, Hu Jun, don’t scare easily. Don’t talk to me about your husband—even if the Heavenly King himself showed up today, if you don’t sleep with me, you can forget about this land!

What was that he said? He’s almost here?

How about this: wouldn’t it be even more thrilling if I took you right in front of him? HA HA..."

"You bastard!" Hearing Hu Jun spouting such filth, Wang Luyao turned pale with rage and couldn’t help but curse at him.

Hu Jun roared with laughter. "My, my, you’re even more enchanting when you’re angry. That’s it, I can’t control myself anymore. Come on, hurry up and come to bed with me..."

With that, he started advancing on Wang Luyao.

But at that very moment, the door was thrown open. Someone rushed in, moving like a bolt of lightning, and slammed a fist into Hu Jun’s head.

Hu Jun cried out in pain as he was sent flying sideways, crashing heavily to the floor. His mouth opened, and he spat out a spray of fresh blood.

The attacker was Ye Feng.

Seeing Ye Feng, Wang Luyao let out a cry, ran over, and clung to his arm, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Feng patted the back of her hand and comforted her gently, "It’s okay. I’m here now."

Ye Feng had barely finished speaking when Hu Jun, scrambling up from the floor, began to roar in fury. "You’re here? You fucking dare to hit me? I won’t let you get away with this.

Right, you must be Wang Luyao’s husband. Perfect timing.

Today, not only am I going to deal with you, but I’m also going to have a ’friendly chat’ with your wife right in front of you. That’s the price you pay for crossing me..."

Ye Feng looked at Hu Jun and suddenly smiled.

Seeing that demonic smile, the secretary’s blood ran cold.

He’d had the misfortune of seeing that smile a few times before.

Ye Feng had smiled just like that when he’d dealt with Li Ran, the son of Police Chief Li Jin.

He had worn the same smile the last time he’d taken care of Pan Jie.

Immediately after, Pan Jie’s face had been slammed into a table.

Now, he was smiling that smile again. The secretary knew Hu Jun was done for. Royally screwed.

The secretary gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly. ’I tried to warn you. I did my part. You’re the one who went looking for death, so you can’t blame me. I’m not going down with you. I’m out of here.’

So he scurried over to Ye Feng and said with a sycophantic smile:

"Mr. Ye, I warned him several times, but he wouldn’t listen! I’m really not with him."

He finished speaking and looked at Ye Feng with pleading eyes, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum.

Ye Feng jutted his chin toward the door. As if granted a presidential pardon, the secretary turned and scrambled out of the room.

Ye Feng walked up to Hu Jun, smiled faintly, then suddenly drove his right knee straight into the space between the man’s legs.

With two sickening crunches, Hu Jun let out a piercing shriek. He collapsed to the ground, curling up like a shrimp, trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Feng bent down, beaming at Hu Jun. "So," he asked, "do you still want to sleep with my wife?"

Hu Jun struggled to lift his head, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Ye Feng as he roared, "You piece of shit! You dare to assault a public official? You’re in for it now! You’re in deep shit!"

Ye Feng lifted his right foot and brought it down hard on Hu Jun’s left kneecap.

With a sharp CRACK, Hu Jun’s left leg was snapped in two. He let out a scream that was barely human.

Ye Feng looked down at him, his smile growing even sweeter. "You were saying? What kind of deep shit am I in?"

Hu Jun was practically losing his mind. He glared at Ye Feng, his eyes bloodred, and roared, "You piece of shit! If you have any balls, try laying another finger on me!"

The words were barely out of his mouth when Ye Feng lifted his leg and stomped viciously on his right one.

"AGH..." Hu Jun let out a bloodcurdling wail and passed out from the pain.

Ye Feng looked down at him, still smiling sweetly. "I did. So what?"

"You..." Hu Jun opened his mouth, but after trembling for what felt like an eternity, he didn’t dare utter another threat.

He could see it now. This Ye Feng was an absolute monster. If he dared to say one more harsh word, he was certain Ye Feng would cripple his arms, too.

Suppressing his rage, he swallowed hard, pulled out his phone with trembling hands, and made a call. The moment it connected, he cried out with a sob in his voice:

"Director Fang, it’s Hu Jun! I’m at the Angel Clothing Group! Someone broke both of my legs, and they castrated me! You have to get here quick, or they’re going to beat me to death!"

A roar immediately erupted from the other end of the line. "Someone dares to commit such a brazen assault in my jurisdiction? The audacity! Director Hu, you just hang on, I’m bringing my men over right now! I’m going to show this criminal that there are still laws in this land! I’m going to show him that justice still prevails!"

Then the line went dead.