God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 137: Chapter 139: Enraging Ren Tianqing!

In the living room, a woman with a slightly protruding belly sat on the sofa, her hands tied behind her back, her feet also bound, and a piece of duct tape plastered over her mouth, rendering her completely immobile.

Near the woman sat a man.

At that moment, the man held an electronic lighter in his hand, tossing it idly. When he saw He Tianwang enter, the man smiled faintly and even let out a whistle.

"Who are you!" He Tianwang demanded angrily.

"Who I am isn’t important. What is important is how I can release your mistress," Fang Yi said with a smile.

He Tianwang felt a sudden shock. His adversary was evidently well-prepared, even aware of his mistress—and how had he entered?

But how the adversary had entered was no longer important. What mattered now was how to get him to leave.

He Tianwang had no intention of calling the police. He knew that since his opponent came prepared, he wouldn’t have the chance, and he dared not call the police.

He Tianwang was silent for a moment before striding over and placing a briefcase on the sofa.

"What is it you want from me, money, or something else? If you need money, I can immediately call the bank, and then..." He Tianwang tried to continue but noticed a mocking smile on his opponent’s face.

Fang Yi leisurely pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, then elegantly lit one with the electronic lighter. The smoke swirled around him, rendering Fang Yi’s face somewhat hazy and inscrutable.

"Mr. He, as I understand it, you’re quite fond of your mistress, and what’s more, she’s bearing your child. Let me first congratulate you—it may even be a boy," Fang Yi stated calmly and slowly.

Yet it was precisely this that imposed an endless pressure on He Tianwang.

"What exactly do you want!" He Tianwang glared at Fang Yi, teeth gritted, aware that his opponent must want something in return.

alright, no more beating around the bush. Mr. He, sell me your shares in the Ren

Tianwang roared in

decisively and directly, "Then I’m sorry, Mr. He. Since you’re unwilling, you and your mistress and the child

rage, feeling as if a fire was burning in his chest. He caught the pleading gaze of the woman and thought of his unborn child. After many barren years with his wife and finally having a woman bear his bloodline, could he tolerate the destruction

Impossible!

knife, the resolute, even cruelly indifferent smile on his face tormented He

Fang Yi’s hand reached

"Stop!" He Tianwang shouted.

at the corner of his mouth, before turning to look at He Tianwang: "So, Mr. He,

"I... I agree!"

words, then deflated

...

Yi then went to the homes of the remaining two individuals. It was easy to enter their residences, and Fang Yi had come prepared,

nothing but a

already the early hours of the morning. As he left the last person’s house, Fang Yi, listening to the incessant crying of that family, felt not the slightest pang

end, Fang Yi had not harmed a single family member of these three individuals, not even a drop of blood had stained the knife. Fang Yi had accurately pinpointed the weaknesses of Ren Tianqing’s three trusted aides, threatening each one without giving

market price, without taking advantage of these people.

seems I’m really suited for crime..." Fang Yi mockingly

strode away, hidden within the shadows of the streetlight,

...

was amiss. He hurried to the company and gathered

up; the other two made excuses for their absence. Ren Tianqing genuinely felt a surge

arms was, in effect, severed. Even those subordinates who had once been extremely respectful to him now dared to defy him. This gave rise to a faint sense of powerlessness in

Tianqing and revealing

Ren Tianqing coldly uttered this