391: The Mafia King's revenge

The Mafia King's revenge

*WARNING - Slight gore scene*

The goon trembled hard and fell back. "Y-your face…"

One of the guards stepped up and grabbed the back of his neck. He almost banged his head on the ground. "Lower your head when you talk to the Boss! You are in front of the Mafia King. Insolence won't be tolerated!"

The goon slowly widened his eyes in fear.

Mafia King? The same college kid that broke my wrist? How? How is he wearing a mask?

But he had no doubt about it at all. He had heard that the Mafia King's presence would crush anybody as if a mountain had collapsed on them. And he felt the same pressure now.

Suddenly, he realized what deep pit he had dug for himself.

I-I was talking to the Underworld King for the whole and I didn't even notice!

Fu Renshu smiled. "So tell us. Where did you personally meet Boss? When did he make you in charge of the area?"

The goon was so afraid that he thought he would piss in his pants.

Wei quietly sat in his throne and watched him shaking and trembling. He had no interest in that.

"You called her a cutie," he slowly said, enouncing each word that made him feel as if ants were crawling on his skin.

"You told her to say please. You said her voice is lovely," Wei blankly stared at him. But only Fu Renshu and the guards knew the murdererous glint in his black irises.

The goon froze.

He didn't know who Lihua was, but Wei was fighting for her. He broke his wrist because of her. It meant that that woman was important to him.

Otherwise, why would the Mafia King personally interfere?

"Do you know who she is?" Wei tapped his finger. His gaze didn't flinch, and his eyelashes never blinked once.

Silence.

"She is my wife."

The goon turned pale like a ghost.

H-H-His woman?

"You flirted with MY woman. You called her a cutie. I am the only one who can call her that way."

A violent spasm twitched his body. Wei's voice was almost inaudible, but it carried such command that he wished to kill himself rather face him.

Wei continued. "You said her voice is lovely. Again. I am the only one who can say that to her."

He shook.

His countenance turned grimmer as he said, "You told her to say please to have the seat. Since when did MY woman has to beg anybody?"

The goon sweated hard. Not only he fought with the Mafia King himself, he even humiliated his wife. The first mistake was a crime in itself, but trying to harm Lihua?

That was a sin.

Wei tilted his head. "You looked at my wife with your perverted eyes and imagined doing perverted things with her. So what should I do with you?"

The goon bowed in front of him and exclaimed. "P-please forgive me Boss! I-I really didn't know that she-she was your wife. I beg you. Please don't kill me!"

His face was a mess of tears and snot and sweat. But he couldn't stop it. He had offended the Mafia King. After his blunder, death was the only option. A cruel death at that.

"I swear I didn't know anything about her. I didn't know that it was you under the mask. Otherwise, I would have never talked so disrespectfully to you! Please believe me!"

Wei said nothing. His silence was even more terrifying.

Fu Renshu said, "You claimed that Boss personally met you and made you in charge. When did that happen?"

He stiffened.

"You lied, right?"

"I-I didn't."

He sneered. "Boss remembers all the underlings and who is in charge of which area. He never forgets that."

He gulped.

"Then you lied that he killed a kid who bumped into him once. Who the hell spread that rumor?"

Silence.

Fu Renshu grabbed his hair and harshly pulled his head up.

"Ahh!" He gasped in pain.

He narrowed his eyes. "You never met Boss, and you were never any in-charge. Who is telling you to do this?"

"I-I don't know…"

Fu Renshu glanced at a guard, and he nodded. The goon didn't even understand when, but a finger from his right hand was already on the floor.

"Ahhhh!!!" His eyes widened and a searing pain shot through the dimembered area where the finger was cut off. Blood streamed down as if tap water was running.

"You are spreading rumors against Boss, and you say that you don't know who ordered you? Or do you want to say that you just suddenly decided to pose as Boss's underling? Do you take us for fools? One more wrong answer and lose another finger."

"I don't know who it was! I-I just got a packet full of money and a note with instructions…"

"Who?"

He cried. "I swear I don't know! I never met him. It was just in front of my room's door…"

"Where is the note?"

"I burned it...it was also said to burn the letter after reading it."

"The money?"

With his left hand that was still reasonably functioning, he took out some bills. "I spent most of it b-but these are the few notes left…"

The guard took the money and nodded.

"C-Can I please go now? I-I answered all your questions! As for Boss's wife, I really didn't know about her. Please forgive me. I will never do it again!"

Wei got up and took silent steps towards him. When he had promised to himself that he would gauge the eyes out of ones sockets if anybody dared to think anything bad about Lihua; he was extremely serious.

That's what happened to the goon.

The base resounded with the excruciating screams of the goon as Wei dealt with him. His lifeless body sprang on the floor.

Fu Renshu cleared his throat. "Boss, we could have tortured him for some more information. Maybe he had been hiding something…"0

"I don't want any pests alive who trouble Lihua. We will get the information some other way," he coldly said.

"Yes, Boss!"

He looked at his assistant. "Deploy someone in charge of the area where Lihua lives. I should get every minute information."

He nodded.

"The bus that Lihua takes to travel to and from college - I don't want to see any rush in it."

"Huh?"

"She should always get a seat. She shouldn't face any discomfort while traveling."

"..."

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