Chapter 422 - They Were Even (1/2)

As for the man in the suit, his face was extremely charismatic. He narrowed his calm black eyes into slits. His suit jacket was flung on the ground carelessly, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his cuff—made with a gemstone of some sort—was glistening colorfully under the light, which pierced the pig-faced man's eyes.

The man took his suit jacket and looked calmly and deeply at the pig-faced man on the floor with smoking eyes as if looking at a corpse.

Just then, a phone rang.

The man in the suit took out his phone and put it to his ear as he adjusted his sleeves.

”Yes, I'm outside. I ran into a small bug.” He spoke into the phone as he stepped on the pig-faced man's body. It could be on purpose or unintentional, but his foot landed on the man's critical area. The pig-faced man was about to scream when a stone flew directly into his open mouth.

”How's the bug?” The man in the suit sneered. ”I trampled it to death just now. Do you know that feeling when you put your foot down? A mingled mess of flesh and blood. Wanna try, Du Jingtang?”

The man on the other end of the line blanched and threw the phone away in a hurry.

”What's wrong?” Dong Fangjing walked over and picked up the phone on the floor. ”Seen a ghost?”

”Even scarier than a ghost—Chu Lui.” He finished by sticking out his tongue and pretending to be a hanged ghost.

”What did he say?” Dong Fangjing placed Du Jingtang's phone on the table, scared that his huge feet would step on it when he wasn't paying attention. If he regretted and went running to him in tears and regret and a mountain of words, Dong Fangjing was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold himself back from strangling him.

Du Jingtang finally kept his expression and sat down. He didn't notice he was sitting on something and continued to speak in a scared voice, ”Chu Lui beat someone up, to the point where the flesh and blood were mixed.” He shrunk his neck inwards. ”I haven't seen him beat someone up for so long. When we were still in school, his destruction level made even the mafia scared of him. In his hands, you're either dead or skinned alive. Eh? What did I sit on that's poking me?”

He reached his hand under his butt and searched around, and then he fished out a phone. The screen was already cracked from bearing the brunt of his weight.

”Ah! My phone, my phone, the phone I spent tens of thousands to buy, the phone that I couldn't get just by spending tens of thousands, the phone that I will never be able to buy again even if I'm rich and have connections! Oh… my phone!”

Dong Fangjing sighed softly at the side. He only had a word to spare for him.

Fate.

After beating someone up to the point where even his own parents wouldn't be able to recognize him, Chu Lui asked the man some questions. He bent down to the ground, and the pig-faced man—whose mouth was stuffed with the rock—cowered behind.

”Brother, Big Brother. I was wrong. I didn't recognize how formidable you are. Please, spare me.” He pleaded with his eyes, but it was a pity because he owned a pair of beany eyes instead of watery round eyes. He only looked creepier now.