Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 208 - Beat Him Like a Dog
Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Beat Him Like a Dog
Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Beat Him Like a Dog
Huo Xingzhou pressed his lips tightly together and raised his hand to deliver another harsh slap.
The exposed skin of Xiang Huai was torn open, swelling up red and puffy. The delicate scion of the Imperial Capital couldn’t withstand such whipping.
Humiliation, misery.
It’s always a father who beats his son with a belt.
He lay on the ground, beaten by Huo Xingzhou like a dog.
Huo Xingzhou’s eyes held a distant look as he momentarily stopped. He nonchalantly lowered his gaze and slowly took off his suit jacket, tossing it to Mr. Zhou, who was enjoying the spectacle, then leisurely began to unfasten the cuffs of his white shirt.
Xiang Huai lay on the bathroom tiles, his face bruised, gasping for air, and yelled, “You hit me, but I won’t let this go easily! Ha, keep hitting me, why don’t you dare? If you can, just beat me to death!”
Huo Xingzhou lifted his eyelids slowly and glanced at him with disdain, saying, “Alright.”
He raised the belt and lashed it onto Xiang Huai’s body, harder and faster than before.
“I’ve always been one to grant requests.”
The red mole on his neck was striking, his profile hidden in the shadow of the light. The ferocity seemed genuinely aimed to whip Xiang Huai to death.
At first, Xiang Huai talked tough.
But soon he started to beg for mercy.
“Stop hitting me…”
“Please, stop hitting me.”
No matter how tough his mouth was, it couldn’t withstand Huo Xingzhou’s belt.
The scions outside shuddered, clenching their teeth while feeling their teeth sour. The smacking sound against the flesh made them shiver involuntarily.
It must hurt a lot!
What deep grudge could these two have?
To resort to such humiliating and malicious means of revenge.
They finally witnessed another side of Huo Xingzhou beneath his calm, refined demeanor—an infamous reputation for cunning and ruthless methods indeed held some truth.
He can beat someone up!
Madly and powerfully!
Just watching made people shudder.
“Huo…Huo Er, we need to stop, or it’s going to get problematic.”
“Huo Er, let’s stop hitting, shall we?”
They whispered faintly, trying to persuade him, lacking confidence even in their own hearts.
Old Chen watched from the side and finally spoke up, “Young master, that’s enough.”
If it continued, it would cause serious injury.
Huo Xingzhou stopped, flinging the belt to the ground. Looking at Xiang Huai curled up in a ball, he warned, “Don’t try any tricks, or next time I’ll hit you again.”
Xiang Huai’s body twitched, his hands covering his head to shield from the harsh gaze.
He would report to the police for an injury examination, he wanted Huo Xingzhou detained.
Since they had both exposed their animosity, let him have a criminal record.
Huo Xingzhou, seemingly seeing through his intentions, said coldly, “Thinking of dealing with this through the police? You’ll need both evidence and witnesses. Ask around, who would testify for you?”
Mr. Zhou squinted his eyes, looking at the spoiled young men outside the bathroom and said, “Is there anyone willing to testify for Young Master Xiang? He is a scion of the Imperial Capital while your roots are all in Haicheng. Think it through clearly.”
It was a friendly reminder.
In Haicheng, Tianyuan Group led by Huo Xingzhou dominates, with only the Liu Family as a contender.
Their families weren’t prominent, merely followers of the leaders; none dared offend Huo Xingzhou for Xiang Huai! Every time there was a slight conflict, they were always the peacemakers.
“We…didn’t see anything clearly.”
“I’m drunk, where is this place? Help me get home, I need to sleep.”
“My father seems to need me for something, I’ll go first.”
“I wasn’t at Fuchun Garden tonight!”
They scattered, none daring to stay and risk being involved.
The law doesn’t hold the crowd accountable, but what if we move too slowly and Xiang Huai holds a grudge against us!
Xiang Huai, overcome with anger, spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with a tooth. It wasn’t Huo Xingzhou who knocked it out, but rather, it broke when he bumped into the wash basin while fleeing.
He lay on the ground looking up at the surveillance camera above the wash basin, mocking Huo Xingzhou’s lapse in security.
Old Chen grinned, showing his big white teeth, and said, “Mr. Xiang, the club’s surveillance suddenly broke down today.”
“You… Bald Wang…”
Xiang Huai, his words whistling through his missing tooth, swore foully.
His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Zhou Yu walked over and carefully kicked his body, “Hey? Wake up? Did you really pass out? I’m a good person, let’s call him an ambulance.”
Old Chen comforted, “Mr. Zhou, it won’t kill him. Beating someone with a belt looks serious, but it’s just superficial wounds. The worst injury on him is probably the tooth he knocked out himself.”
Zhou Yu, being kind-hearted, ended up making the call.
Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were dark and his expression was cold.
Zhou Yu hung up the phone and looked at him, “Why so heated today? I thought you were just fooling around, but just now you almost beat Xiang Huai to death.”
“He deserved it.”
His gaze was cold and distant, with a bloodthirsty chill congealing at the bottom of his eyes.
Every time Qiao Xi mentioned divorce, he would brutally beat up Xiang Huai.
“Did you take the wrong medication?” Zhou Yu observed his expression, barely glimpsing the unrestrained ferocity in his eyes, which was indeed a bit frightening.
He patted Huo Xingzhou’s shoulder, “Come on, I’ll buy you a drink. Pour out your troubles, a drink will drown a thousand sorrows.”
Sun Weimeng, wearing his flashy pink shirt, came from afar, shouting, “How can you drink without me! I heard there was excitement here, couldn’t wait and drove over. Where’s the excitement?”
He was truly well-informed in Haicheng; no gossip could escape his ears.
“Zhou Yu, where’s the excitement?”
He walked up to the two, curiously asking.
Zhou Yu nodded towards the restroom, where the club manager, wiping his sweat, instructed the staff to carry the fainted Xiang Huai onto a stretcher.
“My goodness!”
Young Master Sun patted his chest, startled by the bruised and swollen face of Xiang Huai. Still shaken, he asked, “Who did this? Xiang Huai has such a powerful backer, aren’t they afraid of dying?”
Zhou Yu, with a half-smile, motioned to Huo Xingzhou.
Young Master Sun turned his head to look at Huo Xingzhou, and trying to keep his composure, said, “Then that’s settled. My brother is the chosen one; he must have had his reasons to hit Xiang Huai, it must be Xiang Huai’s fault!”
He was a true sycophant, quick to change sides.
Huo Xingzhou coldly swept them with a glance, “I’m going back.”
“Don’t go!”
“Have a drink!”
Zhou Yu and Young Master Sun, one on each side, grabbed his sleeves and said, “Can you even sleep if you go back now? Have a drink, share your troubles, and let your brothers help you strategize.”
They had the club manager open a private room, and served the most expensive drinks.
The tea table was laden with drinking vessels.
Huo Xingzhou unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, revealing his tight, pale chest. He rolled up his sleeves twice, exposing the cold, white gleaming skin of his forearms.
He half-closed his eyes as he leaned back in the sofa, bathed in the light of the wall lamp, which cast a vague cold aura over half of his body.
Young Master Sun obsequiously filled his glass with whiskey, “Drink some?”
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Huo Xingzhou glanced at him coldly, and eventually raised the glass to drink it all in one go. The whiskey exploded in his throat, stimulating the senses. He just blandly continued to drink glass after glass.
It looked like he was brooding over his drink.
Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, “Did you have a fight with Qiao Xi?”
Young Master Sun secretly gave a thumbs up, amazed at his courage.
Zhou Yu was audacious!
He really wasn’t afraid Huo Xingzhou would beat him up like he did Xiang Huai.
