C436 nocturnal carbuncle

This was a luxurious living room. There were two people sitting in the living room, a man and a woman.

The man reached out to caress the beauty under his body. His eyes were blurred, and his lips moved up and down, occasionally letting out a naughty smile.

"Do you like my place?" Qiu Hong smiled obscenely.

"You like it? "Boss Qiu, can you bring me to play every day?" The coquettish woman laughed. Her eyes slightly raised and her lips curved, naturally revealing her sexy figure.

With one finger, she teased Qiu Hong as she reclined on the sofa.

Qiu Hong looked at the scene in front of him and laughed obscenely, "Wanting to play here is not impossible, it depends on how you perform today."

After he finished speaking, Qiu Hong impatiently took off his pants and was about to grab the seductive woman's clothes. However, at this time, there was a sudden "bang". The glass on the balcony shattered and a figure rushed in.

"Who is it?" Qiu Hong shouted.

Some blind dog thief had stolen something from him. When he saw who it was, he couldn't help but freeze on the spot. His angry expression turned into one of fear as he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

As for the bewitching young lady that he had squashed under his crotch, he did not know what had happened. He only followed after Qiu Hong as he turned and ran away.

"Why did I come all the way here? Don't you welcome me?" Ye Cheng's expression was ice-cold. He grabbed an empty bottle and threw it at Qiu Hong's figure. The bottle accurately hit Qiu Hong's back.

"Ah!"

With a blood-curdling screech, Qiu Hong's body slumped to the ground, struggling desperately to get up.

"Stop struggling, you won't be able to escape." Ye Cheng let out a cold snort and lightly walked in front of Qiu Hong. He grabbed Qiu Hong's head and lifted him up before pressing him against the wall.

"Brother Wang, have mercy! Brother Wang, have mercy!" Didn't Uncle tell the assassins to kill him? Why is he still alive?

"Spare our lives?" The corner of Ye Cheng's mouth raised slightly. He grabbed Qiu Hong's head and fiercely smashed it against the wall.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out as Qiu Hong fell to the ground while covering his face with his hands. The white wall was dyed with a layer of fresh red blood. It was shocking; when had a beautiful woman ever seen such a bloody scene?

"Spare me! Brother Wang, spare me! I know I was wrong. I swear that I won't dare to offend you again." Qiu Hong begged bitterly. He did not know how Ye Cheng found this place.

The originally handsome face was badly mutilated.

"Is that so?" Ye Cheng smiled and said, "It's fine if you want to live, but it depends on your performance."

Qiu Hong stopped screaming as soon as he heard it. He did not care about the stinging pain on his face, "Brother Wang, please tell me, if there's anything I can do to help, I will do it."

"Where is your uncle, Old Third Qiu?" Ye Chengdao originally thought that the two of them would be together, but who would have thought that there would only be one person here. If he killed Qiu Hong, then that Old Third would definitely hide himself, and it would be troublesome to find him.

"Ah!" Qiu Hong's expression was a little unnatural. He was not an idiot and most likely, Ye Chen had gone to find his uncle to kill him. He wasn't worried about his uncle's safety, but whether Ye Cheng would kill him after killing his uncle.

"What is it? Don't you want to tell me? " Ye Cheng said coldly. He grabbed Qiu Hong's head and pretended to have him kiss the wall again.

"Ah, Brother Wang doesn't want it. I'll say, I'll say." Qiu Hong cried out in pain. He was afraid that if Ye Cheng tried again, he would suffer enough. If he tried again, his life would probably end here.

"Speak."

"Brother Wang, this servant said that he would spare my life." Qiu Hong kneeled on the ground and begged for mercy. He did not want to die, he still had a lot of money that he had yet to spend.

"Don't worry about that. After all, the one who hired the killer to kill me was your uncle and not you." Ye Cheng sneered.

"Thank you Brother Wang, thank you Brother Wang." Qiu Hong was excited. With Ye Cheng's words, his life could be considered safe. He never thought that Ye Cheng would know that it was Old Qiu San who hired an assassin to kill him.

"Lead the way, my time is limited." Ye Cheng sneered. It was fortunate that his uncle was nice to him. Who would have thought that he would be sold with a single sentence?

"Alright, alright. Please come over here, Brother Wang." Qiu Hong was afraid that Ye Cheng would go back on his word, so he casually used a cloth to wipe off the blood on his face.

After wiping off most of the blood on his face, Qiu Hong did not dare to be negligent. He brought Ye Cheng out of the mansion and soon, the two of them arrived in front of a shabby thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage was quite remote. It had been abandoned for quite some time, and was overgrown with weeds. The shrubs covered the thatched cottage completely, making it impossible to discover it without looking carefully.

"Brother Wang, my uncle is inside" Qiu Hong pointed at the thatched cottage and said pitifully.

Ye Cheng examined the thatched cottage and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. He laughed coldly, "It seems like you guys still have some matters that cannot be exposed to the light of day."

As he spoke, he carried Qiu Hong and swaggered towards the thatched cottage. As for the danger, Ye Cheng did not even think about it.

At the entrance of the thatched cottage, a man lazily stretched as he yawned, "Ma De, it's still so late. I'm so tired."

"Why do you want to go to the shampoo store now?" The other person beside him let out a meaningful smile.

"Yeah, I heard that there's a new shampoo shop on the east side of the street. I heard that the source of the products is pretty good, so I want to go and try it out." As the man smiled, he suddenly heard a commotion not too far away in the bushes.

"Who's there?" The man vigilantly forgot about the past.

"The person who wants your life."

The man clutched his bleeding neck as he fell to the ground. Even at the moment of death, he still did not understand how this person had gotten behind him, and his companion had also fallen into a pool of blood. The two of them twitched a few times before stopping moving.

"This." Qiu Hong looked at Ye Cheng with a hint of fear in his eyes. The two of them were like babies in front of him, unable to resist at all.

After dealing with the two of them, Ye Cheng looked through the gap in the thatched cottage and saw that it was packed full of people.

At this time, Old Qiu held a bag of white powder in his hand and said to the person in front of him with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "I say, brother, your goods are not as pure as before, the price is definitely not as high as before."

"Brother Qiu, those words of yours are heavily investigated now. Where's the high purity white powder?" Opposite Old Qiu, a man with glasses said.

"Whap."

Just as Qiu Lao San was about to discuss the price with the bespectacled man, the door was suddenly kicked in half, sending wood shavings flying everywhere. A few unlucky fellows near the door were stabbed by the wood shavings and fell to the ground unconscious.

"What's going on?" The bespectacled man shrieked. He picked up the white powder in front of him and looked coldly at the man who walked in through the door.

"Which bastard dares to ruin a good job?" He pointed at the man's nose and wanted to curse, but when he saw who it was, he was as stunned as Qiu Hong. His lips trembled as he said, "How did you find this place?"

"Why are you so surprised?" Ye Cheng laughed coldly and threw Qiu Hong in front of him. "Thank you so much for your cute nephew."

"You beast, I usually treat you well." Old Third almost fainted, he didn't think that his favorite nephew would betray him.

"Uncle, you can't say things like that. You usually treat me …" Qiu Hong was halfway through his words when he suddenly felt a heat on his neck. He turned around and looked at Ye Cheng behind him. His lips moved, but no sound came out. Blood flowed down his neck and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Why would you go back on your word?" Qiu Hong roared in his heart. He missed this world so much.

"I don't have time to listen to your bullshit. I need to go back earlier." Ye Cheng snorted coldly and looked askance at Qiu Lao San. "It's your turn next."

"Since this is your problem, then we won't participate." The bespectacled man said. He could tell that Ye Cheng was not to be trifled with, and he did not have much of a relationship with Old Third Qiu. There was no need for him to get involved in this flood.

As he spoke, he headed for the door.

"Do I agree to your departure?" Ye Cheng snorted coldly as two cold glints appeared in his hands. "A drug dealer still wants to live? How laughable."

"What, you think you can kill so many of us by yourself?" The bespectacled man was not an ordinary person. After all, he was a gangster. He had been killed before he had the ability to do so. His imposing manner was no weaker than Ye Cheng's, causing Ye Cheng to be a little surprised.

"You can ask him if you people are enough." Ye Cheng pointed at Old Third, who had a look of despair on his face.

The third brother Qiu was filled with despair. He couldn't do anything to Ye Chen even if he wanted to. He couldn't do anything to himself. "It's over, it's all over."

Old Third Qiu muttered.

"Trash." The bespectacled man looked at Qiu Lao San and cursed. He then fished out a gun from his chest and pulled the trigger at Ye Cheng. "Haha, it's done. Die, you beast."

"Bang, bang, bang."

Several gunshots rang out, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"The gun won't work in front of me." Ye Cheng sneered and easily dodged the incoming bullets. At the same time, the two flying daggers in his hands flew in two arcs and easily ripped apart the bespectacled man's gun in his right hand.

"Ah!" The bespectacled man screamed and roared, "Aren't you pieces of trash still waiting to die?"

"Charge!" the bespectacled man ordered. His subordinates braced themselves and rushed forward. It was just as the bespectacled man said.

Immediately, they began to regret their decision. The slower people had frightened expressions as they looked at the scene before them. Their eyes were wide open as their bodies trembled.

The bodies of the few people in front of them suddenly split open, and their deathly appearances were horrendous. Some of their heads were lost, and some of their hands were lost. Blood splattered everywhere, dying the little thatched cottage red.

"No." Someone shouted. They had no idea what was going on, all they knew was that the few people in front of them had their bodies suddenly split apart. Ye Cheng stood at the side, as if he hadn't fought at all.

"Is he still human?" The bespectacled man's expression was filled with panic. He finally understood why Old Third Qiu acted like he saw a ghost when he saw Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng sneered. He had never shown mercy to drug dealers. Countless happy families were destroyed by them. "All of you, go and die."

As he spoke, Ye Cheng leaped up like a god of death, reaping the lives of everyone around him. Not long later, the dozen or so lives that had originally been alive all fell into a pool of blood, leaving behind the terrified Old Third Qiu.

Old Third was hiding in a corner, a far cry from his usual arrogant appearance.

"Don't be a bad guy in your next life." Ye Cheng snorted coldly and the blade in his hand slashed across his neck.

"A fish is a fish. I picked up more than ten of them in one go. My waist doesn't hurt and my legs don't feel sore." Ye Cheng hummed a song and walked out of the thatched hut. There were dozens of unfit bodies lying inside the small thatched hut, just like an Asura in hell.