The boss just purely couldnāt stand his father and wanted to find some moderate trouble for him.
The boss used to often curse his father as being sanctimonious, and this time it was purely intentional. Unexpectedly, it blew up and brought the ominous Living Yama out.
Xu Mo left the office. The corridor was a bit dark, and he was actually quite timid. He regretted it in his heart; if he had known, he wouldnāt have rushed out. Now he didnāt have the face to return, so he could only take out a flashlight and move forward with gritted teeth.
Halfway, he suddenly heard footsteps. Before he could react, a sharp pain hit his neck, and everything went black as he passed out. His last thought before losing consciousness was that if he had known it would be like this, he would have gone back even if it was embarrassing.
"Is it Meng Ping?" Ruan whispered.
His subordinate was putting a sack over someone while shining a flashlight on Xu Moās suit, then firmly nodded, "Yes, thatās right!"
Now, in the 80s, the streets were full of people wearing cotton or dacron clothes. Very few could afford suits and shirts, and Xu Moās figure did resemble Meng Pingās.
It was normal to mistake him on such a dark night.
"Hmph!" Ruan snorted coldly, wishing he could just shoot him then and there. But thinking that this was the Young Chairmanās brother, his mortal enemy, killing him like this would be too easy.
He wanted to take him back and torture him properly, do it alive, slice by slice. Didnāt they like hotpot? Then heād shave the meat into thin slices and send it over to Meng Xingzhi for hotpot.
Ruan fantasized about his revenge scenes, his whole body trembling with excitement.
Among the hired soldiers, he was the most composed, and only the thought of killing someone close to the Young Chairman could excite him like this.
"Keep him alive, donāt kill him now, I want to torture him properly."
"But... the Captain forbade us from touching him, if we bring him back to the courtyard, the Captain will surely find out."
"Take him to our retreat point in the suburbs."
"Thatās... thatās..." The subordinate was scared stiff upon hearing this, that was the place the Captain specifically warned to be used, meant for holding especially important people, and if the Captain found out...
"Itāll be fine," Ruan said confidently, "by the time the Captain returns, Iāve already finished him."
"Alright!"
The two men carried Xu Mo and left, quickly disappearing down the stairs. But Ruan wasnāt willing to just leave like that; since he was here, he wanted to do something bigger. He heard that Meng Ping was particularly wealthy, and if he didnāt clean out the place, how could he face himself?
The others knew his thoughts and followed him.
In the office, the little fat man was still chattering, trying to figure things out, which was lulling Du Xiaosong to sleep.
Suddenly, there was a subtle sound of footsteps in the corridor.
"Do you hear footsteps?"
"Thereās nothing," the little fat man didnāt care at all.
"Listen carefully," Du Xiaosong said, paying closer attention.
"Might be Xu Mo back? I heard that coward is quite timid," the little fat man laughed heartily.
"Itās not just one person!" Just as Du Xiaosong finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he yelled desperately, "Get down."
The little fat man, having grown up in the main courtyard, knew the basics. Upon hearing "get down," he instantly dove for the ground, just as a bright blade flew past his spine.
Du Xiaosong reacted swiftly, rolling across the floor.