Chapter 180: You’re in Trouble, You’re in Big Trouble

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: You’re in Trouble, You’re in Big Trouble

Xu Qiqi stopped struggling and glared angrily at the man in the jacket.

The man in the jacket chuckled. "Oh? Still defiant? Young Master Tang will have you tamed and obedient in no time. Haha..."

With that, he grabbed Xu Qiqi’s dress and gave it a vicious rip, tearing the garment to shreds.

The man in the jacket turned to the man in the suit, grinning sleazily. "Young Master Tang, she’s all ready for you. The rest is up to you!"

The man in the suit stood up, removed his jacket, and started walking toward Xu Qiqi. He let out a lecherous laugh. "Just lie back and enjoy it, beautiful. Haha..."

Watching the man in the suit approach step by step, Xu Qiqi wrapped her arms around herself as tears of humiliation welled in her eyes.

But just then, the door to the room was pushed open, and two men walked in, one after the other.

Ye Feng was here.

The moment she saw Ye Feng, Xu Qiqi cried out and threw her arms around him. "Brother!" she shrieked.

In the next moment, she was sobbing uncontrollably, gasping for breath.

Seeing Xu Qiqi’s clothes in tatters, a cold glint flashed in Ye Feng’s eyes. He took off his jacket and draped it over her, patting her back gently. "It’s okay now," he soothed. "I’m here."

The man in the jacket glared at Ye Feng, his eyes widening. "Young Master Tang is conducting business! Get the hell out now, or die!"

Ye Feng turned to look at the man, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The man’s eyes bulged. "Are you deaf or what? You fucking dare to glare at me? I’ll cripple you!"

With that, he snatched up a square stool and charged at Ye Feng, bringing it down ferociously toward his head.

But before the stool could reach Ye Feng, a large hand shot out from behind him and blocked its path.

With a loud CRACK, the stool shattered on impact, yet the person’s arm didn’t move an inch.

In the next instant, the hand shot forward, grabbing the jacketed man’s arm. It swung him around in a full circle before slamming him hard onto the floor.

A sickening CRUNCH echoed through the room. The man let out a piercing shriek, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and convulsed for a moment before falling silent and still.

The man in the suit flinched in terror, then shrieked, "Fine! You dare lay a hand on someone from the Tang family? You must be fucking tired of living!"

Before the words were even out of his mouth, Ye Feng’s right hand shot out and grabbed his head. Ye Feng then raised his own knee, viciously slamming the man’s face down onto it.

With a wet THUD, the man let out a squeal like a pig being slaughtered. Ye Feng grabbed him by the hair, forcing his head up, and looked at him calmly.

"I laid a hand on you," he said. "So what?"

The man’s nose had collapsed, and one of his eyeballs had been knocked from its socket. His face was a bloody, gruesome mess.

He shrieked in agony, roaring in fury, "You bastard! You’re in for it now! You’re in deep shit!"

With that, he screamed toward the door, "Guards! Get in here!"

Soon, the sound of urgent footsteps came from outside. Moments later, a crowd of security guards burst into the room.

Leading them was a bald security guard. When he saw the gruesome state of the man in the suit, his eyes went wide. "Holy shit! Young Master Tang, who did this to you?"

The man in the suit pointed at Ye Feng and shrieked, "It was him! It was him! That’s the one!"

The bald guard stared at Ye Feng’s back, his eyes bulging. "Alright, you bastard! You dare beat Young Master Tang to a pulp like this? You must be fucking tired of living!"

At this, Xu Qiqi quickly shouted at the bald guard, "Captain Wang, it was Tang Bao! He was trying to assault me! My brother only acted because of that! This is Tang Bao’s fault—"

"Shut your damn mouth!" the bald guard interrupted her harshly before she could finish. "You’re just a cheap whore. If Young Master Tang takes an interest in you, you should obediently spread your legs and serve him. Not only do you disobey, but you even dared to call someone to beat him? You’ve got some fucking nerve!"

"You..." Xu Qiqi was so furious at the guard’s shamelessness that she started to tremble.

But just then, Ye Feng suddenly spun around and sent a vicious slap across the bald guard’s face.

With a sharp SMACK, the guard’s cheek was torn open, turning into a bloody, unrecognizable mess.

Ye Feng looked at him and spoke calmly, "If it were your mother being assaulted, would you still be saying the same thing?"

"You..." The bald guard stared at Ye Feng, his eyes turning bloodshot with rage. He roared, "Fine, you bastard! First, you hit Young Master Tang, and now you dare to hit me? Do you think the Hundred Flowers Building is some kind of playground? Let me tell you, it’s fucking not! You’re not walking out of here today!"

With that, he roared at the guards behind him, "What are you waiting for? Get him! Kill him!"

The guards behind him raised their rubber batons and charged menacingly toward Ye Feng. But before they could even reach him, Ah Dao, standing behind him, made his move.

The bald guard didn’t even see what happened. He just saw his men flying backward one after another, landing in a heap on the floor with a series of heavy THUDS. They writhed and wailed in pain, but not one of them could get back up.

The bald guard stood frozen in place. ’Holy shit. He’s that strong?’

Just then, the man in the suit spoke through gritted teeth, "Call my godmother! Get my godmother over here! We’ll see if she lets them get away with this!"

The bald guard snapped out of it, quickly pulling out his phone to make a call. As soon as it connected, he yelped, "President Zhou, your godson, Tang Bao, is being destroyed! You have to come see! Yes, in the Skyfall Suite!"

After hanging up, the bald guard looked at Ye Feng, grinding his teeth. "You just wait, you bastard! President Zhou of our Hundred Flowers Building is on her way! You’ll soon find out just how powerful she is!"

Ye Feng’s brow furrowed slightly. He looked down at Xu Qiqi in his arms. "The general manager of the Hundred Flowers Building is his godmother?"

Before Xu Qiqi could answer, Tang Bao yelled arrogantly, "That’s right! The general manager of the Hundred Flowers Building, Zhou Wan, is my dad’s mistress! That means I call the shots here! You dared to hit me in my own territory? My godmother will never let you get away with this!"

"Zhou Wan became someone’s mistress? Good. Very good." Ye Feng suddenly chuckled, a cold sound.

Tang Bao sneered at Ye Feng. "Keep laughing. You won’t be laughing for long!"

Just then, Xu Qiqi seemed to snap out of it. She looked up at Ye Feng, her face pale, and cried out:

"Brother, he’s right! President Zhou really is his father, Zhou Wen’s, mistress! You hit Tang Bao, so when she gets here, she’ll never let you off! You have to leave, quickly! Go!"

Ye Feng looked at Xu Qiqi and said calmly, "Don’t worry. When Zhou Wan gets here, she’ll be the one kneeling before me."

His words had barely faded when a rush of footsteps was heard at the door, followed by an icy voice. "Make me, Zhou Wan, kneel? What arrogant words!"

As the voice spoke, a woman approached, her high heels clicking on the floor.

The woman wore a qipao and was quite attractive, but the hardened, worldly air about her instantly ruined any sense of grace.

Seeing her, the bald guard hurried over, crying out with a pained expression, "President Zhou, look! The boys have all been beaten down, and even my face has been smashed in!"

The newcomer was none other than the general manager of the Nanjun Hundred Flowers Building, Zhou Wan.