Chapter 18: Dogshit Villain

Hu Ch exited the trance of the Massage shop and stretched his waist lazily. Dressed in lavish bustling clothes and earrings, he smiled through the thick transluct glass.

Imaging many young girls in awe and fear of himself felt pretty good. Which wom wer't strong at first but had to succumb to his power. The proprietress of this shop didn't dare to object and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

He liked watching the wom cry out in agony wh he humiliated them. Most of them, although unwilling initially, fell under the power of money. The method of coercion and candy was fully applied.

What could they do ev if they were reluctant, apart from lamting their bad luck?

Every day he couldn't go on without a woman. This time, he and the beautiful proprietress rolled the sheets together. Fucking the mature and charming woman had a differt taste, compared to the young sweet one.

He could already create a picture of proprietress crying afterward and the distinct aftertaste was what made him addicted. This was already the fifth time with her. Hu Ch loved seeing her hidd furious eyes while her mouth begged for mercy later.

Didn't this proprietress refuse him at first? Ev under his flaunting wealth, nothing changed. His violce became the final straw. Now, what's the differce? She had to kneel under his crotch. People had to bow down under pressure.

Her husband couldn't express any disapproval as he was currtly lying in wheelchair, powerless and the process of humiliating his wife in front of him felt good.

Hu Ch had asked some of his subordinates to destroy him and break his bones. If they had submitted willingly, of these results could've occurred. He hated anyone going against his will. Was he powerful? Sure! But the most powerful man in the group wasn't him.

It was an inner statemt and he didn't dare express his thoughts. Ev his father had to treat Ling Qingyu politely no matter what his inner emotions were.

Wh someone bought their group to assassinate Ling Qingyu, his hand shook with excitemt. He initially dreamed of kidnapping and turning her into a sex slave. With her support, he would increase his prestige among his group.

Although he was also a second-geration young master, his reputation stank in the upper echelon. Those who flattered him were from the low tier.

However, it was harder to implemt his idea than directly staging an accidt and killing Ling Qingyu in the process. Rationality threw away his impossible ideas.

He turned on the music and shook his body in rhythm. The Lamborghini flew away from the parking spot leaving dust and its fuming gine sound. The musical beats quivered the surings as it passed by.

Hu Ch, unaware of the coming danger, was still complact of himself as he attracted everyone's dissatisfaction but were willing to become the early bird.

He showed everyone a middle finger as he drove away. The other sighed in exasperation and reluctantly resumed their business.

In the corner of the road and under the big trees, a shadow obscured a black luxurious sedan. It swerved out of the parking spot and joined the lane, rushing over to pursue its target.

From the sky, the yellow racing car and the black sedan had no connection whatsoever. But every path, the yellow took would soon be followed by the black. Hu Ch never knew his days of living were under countdown.

Yet hell would soon sue as he realized perhaps death was also a mercy.