The man stopped, and one of them grabbed his collar and effortlessly lifted him up.
Julian stared wide-eyed in horror, intimidated by the imposing presence and terrifying strength of his opponent. At 6 foot 3 inches and weighing at least 220 pounds, Julian was a big, hefty man; yet the other, evidently slimmer, could lift him with ease.
"Who... Who are you people?"
"Weâre the ones who want your life." Xu Qigangâs eyes flashed with murderous intent, like a reaper from hell. He suddenly thrust his knee, and from Julianâs body came a bone-cracking sound that sent shivers through anyoneâs teeth.
"Ah..." A soul-rending scream erupted, and Julian passed out from the pain. He thought losing consciousness was a relief, but then another vicious kick landed at a deadly spot, forcing him awake again.
"Who... Who are you really?" he screamed resentfully, "Why do you want to kill me?"
"Youâve forgotten your own dirty deeds?" Renault kicked him again viciously, "Daring to kidnap my sister-in-law, youâre literally tired of living! When you dared to act, you should have prepared for this consequence."
Suddenly, Julian remembered and looked in horror at the cold, ruthless man. "You... Youâre Sheng Ningâs man." He knew all along, from the moment Sheng Ning escaped, he knew he was in deep trouble.
First, he was suppressed by the Feng Family, and now Sheng Ningâs man had come for revenge. He was truly bewitched; why did he have to be reckless and kidnap her? Had he known she had such powerful connections, heâd be crazy to do such a thing.
"Not entirely stupid." Xu Qigang raised the gun in his hand, aiming it at Julianâs temple, "You deserve to die!"
"Bang!" The gunshot was drowned out by the relentless cheers of people partying all night in the bar.
Julian stared with lifeless eyes, taking his last breath.
"Commander, where are we headed?"
"To the Metropolitan Hotel."
"To see my sister-in-law?" Renault asked excitedly.
Xu Qigangâs icy demeanor softened with a hint of a smile, "Mm! She has big problems tonight."
"Then letâs hurry."
"Mm!"
The two men left as calmly as they had arrived.
Feng Manor
Housekeeper Xing changed clothes, ready to head out, and happened to see Mr. Feng sitting in the living room reading the newspaper.
"Sir, are you really not going today?" In the estate, aside from bodyguards and servants, the young masters and misses had all gone to the auction. The Feng familyâs benefits were excellent; everyoneâs living allowance was more than enough for them to splurge.
"No, Iâm too old!" Mr. Feng put down the newspaper, looking at Housekeeper Xingâs well-tailored tuxedo with a trace of comfort in his eyes, "Xiao Xing, unknowingly youâve grown old too."
"Yes indeed!" Housekeeper Xing reminisced about childhood, showing a hint of nostalgia.
"Hurry and find someone to marry! Canât be single your whole life."
"Sir, I once vowed to dedicate my life to the Feng Family." Housekeeper Xing said earnestly.
"That wonât do." Mr. Feng chuckled, "I want more than just your life; I want your sons, your grandsons too!"
Housekeeper Xing was taken aback and bowed, "Sir, youâre right!" Apparently, he needed a bride.
"By the way, todayâs the last day, isnât it?" Mr. Feng said casually.
A fleeting emotion of fear flashed through Housekeeper Xingâs eyes. Throughout these days, he had been tormented. To him, the test Mr. Feng gave Miss Sheng Ning was completely unfair; many times, he wanted to warn Miss Sheng Ning, but his position didnât allow it.