The City's Strongest Son-in-law-Chapter 809 - 810: Did An Shiwen Order You?

"Realizing you’ve made a mistake now? Unfortunately, it’s too late," Su Changfeng said with a smile.

Even though this time wasn’t as satisfying, Su Changfeng was already content because currently, he couldn’t replicate the intensity from Purgatory, and he couldn’t set the conditions too high.

He dragged the bald strongman to the side of the car, and Mu Yang came down without needing Su Changfeng to indicate anything.

When the bald strongman saw Mu Yang at that moment, his face was filled with disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Mu Yang was certain he hadn’t seen this person before, but judging from the strongman’s surprised expression, it was clear that the bald man was quite familiar with him, which confirmed Mu Yang’s thoughts.

"Who sent you here to give me trouble?" Mu Yang asked.

Upon hearing this, the bald strongman’s heart skipped a beat. This matter had always been a secret, and the person who sent him over emphasized keeping it confidential.

"I don’t understand what you mean," the bald strongman feigned confusion.

"Is it An Shiwen who sent you?" Mu Yang asked through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing this, the bald strongman still pretended to be bewildered, retorting, "Who’s An Shiwen? I don’t know him."

Suddenly, Su Changfeng grabbed the bald strongman’s neck and coldly said into his ear, "If you continue to refuse to tell the truth, then I’ll have to let you experience what it’s like to be strangled to death."

The bald strongman, having witnessed Su Changfeng’s ruthless methods in the nightclub, believed that if Su Changfeng said it, he would do it. As Su Changfeng’s grip tightened, the strongman’s breathing gradually became labored.

Faced with such imminent death, the bald strongman had no choice but to confess, "Yes, it was An Shiwen. He gave me a large sum of money and said he wanted you to lead an unstable life."

Upon hearing the strongman’s words, Mu Yang’s eyes instantly turned red with rage, and his whole body trembled. Even his friend next to him was indignant on his behalf, gnashing his teeth, "I can’t believe An Shiwen is so vicious. Not only did he steal your woman, he ruined you financially, and he’s still not letting you go."

Mu Yang’s fists clenched tightly, and the surge of hatred almost made him explode.

For years, Mu Yang had buried this hatred deep inside, but at this moment, he could no longer hold it in.

Suddenly, Mu Yang knelt down in front of Su Changfeng.

"Mu Yang, what are you doing?" His friend tried to help Mu Yang up, but Mu Yang refused.

Lowering his head towards Su Changfeng, Mu Yang said, "If you can take revenge for me, my life will belong to you from now on. I’ll go through any hardships without complaint."

"Your life holds no value to me. Just be at ease, spend money for me if need be, and whether revenge is exacted depends on your abilities. Get your team organized first, contact me when you face unsolvable issues," Su Changfeng said nonchalantly. He didn’t have time to accompany Mu Yang on his vendetta.

"Rest assured, I certainly won’t let you down for this given opportunity," Mu Yang stated resolutely.

Su Changfeng slapped the bald strongman’s head and said, "How many men do you have outside? Call them all back immediately, or you won’t keep your life."

Upon hearing this, the bald strongman nodded like a pecking chicken and then quickly took out his phone to start contacting people.

Once this issue was resolved, Su Changfeng drove off alone.

Meanwhile, Mu Yang and his friend went off to gather their other comrades.

When the bald strongman returned to the nightclub, he saw the chaos and the thugs lying on the ground in various positions; his eyelid twitched violently. This nightmare was the kind he dared not tempt a second time, lest he lose his life. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

However, An Shiwen being his financial backer, it was best he reported the situation to him.

"Young Master An, Mu Yang brought people here and wrecked my place. You should be careful on your end," the bald strongman immediately said once the call was connected.

An Shiwen was enjoying himself at a private club surrounded by several beautiful women; some were massaging his shoulders, others his legs, and some were feeding him fruit with their mouths — he was in complete bliss.

Upon hearing the bald strongman’s words, An Shiwen smirked disdainfully, "Mu Yang, that piece of trash, actually dared to cause trouble for you? Can’t you easily send someone to handle it?"

"Young Master An, the guy Mu Yang brought was exceptionally skilled, single-handedly taking down everyone on my turf. I almost got killed by him," the bald strongman said, still filled with dread.

An Shiwen immediately sat up, gesturing for the surrounding women to leave, and asked seriously, "You’re not joking? A single person wiped out your place?"

"Young Master An, I’m in no mood to joke with you. If you don’t believe me, just come and see for yourself," the bald strongman said bitterly.

"Just your shabby place, and you dare ask me to go? I’m worried it might dirty my shoes. Do you know that man’s identity?" An Shiwen said, somewhat irritated.

Despite knowing that An Shiwen, as a wealthy young master, looked down on his small establishment, the bald strongman felt a bit resentful hearing it so clearly stated, yet he could only keep his anger suppressed.

"Young Master An, I’m not going to stay involved in this matter, or I’ll lose my life," the bald strongman said.

These words made a hint of malice flash in An Shiwen’s eyes, and he coldly stated, "You’re worried about being killed by that man, but aren’t you worried about me? I’m telling you, the game isn’t over yet. If I don’t agree to your withdrawal, you have no right to do so. Now go and investigate who that guy is with Mu Yang. If you can’t find out anything today, don’t expect to see tomorrow’s sunrise."