Chapter 279: Blow it up for me!
In the main hall of the Fang Family’s estate.
Two thugs stood trembling, not daring to lift their heads.
SLAP!
Fang Cheng walked downstairs and slapped one of the thugs across the face. "Speak. What exactly happened?!" he demanded.
This thug was the one who had brought Fang Ming home, so he knew exactly what had transpired at Boheng Pharma. Feeling Fang Cheng’s murderous intent, the thug trembled and hurriedly recounted the events from start to finish. Of course, in his version of the story, Fang Ming had approached Boheng Pharma to discuss a partnership in good faith, but the company’s chairman had been arrogant, despotic, and vulgar. Not only had he refused Fang Ming’s offer, but he had personally crippled Fang Ming’s arms and legs.
BANG!
Fang Cheng slammed his palm on the table, and several cracks instantly appeared on the pear wood surface.
"This is outrageous!" Fang Cheng gasped, his eyes filled with murderous rage. For a mere company owner to act so brazenly... he’s got some nerve!
He knew his own son well. Although the thug’s account was somewhat exaggerated, Fang Ming was his son, after all. Now that he was disabled, possibly confined to a bed for the rest of his life, Fang Cheng could no longer contain his fury.
The thug looked at Fang Cheng fearfully and said cautiously, "Mr. Fang, that man also said that you and Miss Fang must bring Young Master Fang to apologize, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" a proud woman’s voice came from outside, the clicking of high heels on the floor announcing her arrival. "Does he really think he can devour my Fang Family?"
Her voice dripped with scorn and anger. The woman who entered was in her early twenties, dressed in expensive clothes with a limited-edition LV bag on her arm. She was tall with meticulously applied makeup, but her narrow eyes gave her a cruel and cold appearance. This was Fang Ming’s sister, Fang Fei.
Standing before the thug, Fang Fei said coldly, "Speak. What exactly did that man say?"
The thug knew that Fang Fei was a truly ruthless person, even more merciless than the average man. Despite having only returned to River City a few days ago, she had already made quite a name for herself. Anyone who crossed her ended up either crippled or mysteriously vanished, with not even the Jing Fang able to find a trace.
"Feifei, your brother, he..." Seeing his daughter, Fang Cheng sighed heavily, his heart filled with sorrow.
Fang Fei’s eyes were also slightly red, but she managed to control her fury. "Dad, calm down. I know what happened." She huffed, "I’ve already called our aunt. She’ll be back tomorrow. I’d like to see who dares to run wild on my Fang Family’s turf!"
「The next day at noon.」
For a rare change, Qin Luoli was not at work. This was because Lin Mu had promised to spend half the day with her. The two of them were leaning against the sofa, watching television.
Suddenly, Lin Mu glanced at the time, and his lips curled into a faint, cold smirk. Looks like some people insist on doing things the hard way, not stopping until they hit rock bottom.
"What are you muttering about?" Qin Luoli asked lazily.
"Nothing. I’m going to make a call."
Patting Qin Luoli, Lin Mu walked to the doorway and dialed Cheng Bugui’s number.
"Begin."
After speaking, Lin Mu hung up and returned to the sofa to continue watching TV.
"That was fast. Are you done already?" Qin Luoli remarked curiously.
"Well, except for certain activities where being fast isn’t a good thing, it’s usually better to be quick," Lin Mu replied with a slight smile.
Qin Luoli paused for a moment, but when she saw the teasing smile on his face, she understood completely, and her cheeks flushed red. She raised a small fist and playfully thumped him.
"You’re so annoying!"
「One-ten in the afternoon. Wanta Group.」
As a Fortune 500 company, Wanta Group naturally occupied a prime location. The entire Wanta Building belonged to them. Since it was lunchtime on a weekend, there weren’t many people in the building—just a few security guards on their regular patrol and some staff working overtime.
Just then, a convoy of more than a dozen identical business vans pulled up in front of the building. Countless men in black tactical gear and sunglasses rushed out, aggressively storming into the Wanta Building.
"What are you doing?"
The security guard at the door was startled. Just as he was about to sound the alarm, one of the men in black stepped forward and smashed a fist into his face. The guard’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed, unconscious.
Hundreds of men swarmed into the Wanta Building, smashing everything in sight and occasionally scattering some unknown substance. A few staff members turned pale with fright and scrambled out of their offices. Meanwhile, the alarm was triggered, echoing throughout the tower. Everyone ran out of the building in a panic, their faces tense and bewildered.
In the duty room, the on-duty manager watched the scene unfold on the surveillance monitors, his face turning pale with fear. Someone actually dares to cause trouble at Wanta Group? They must have a death wish!
Just as he reached for the phone to call for help, a deafening explosion ripped through the air, and the ground shook violently.
「Wanta Square.」
Everyone outside watched as the towering, multi-story Wanta Building exploded in an instant. Countless people fled in terror, afraid of being caught in the blast. When they finally stopped and looked back, they froze in horror.
The Wanta Building had been reduced to a pile of rubble.
What happened? The Wanta Building... was actually bombed? This is defying the heavens!
「At the same time.」
Rows of tall, suited men stood guard in front of the Fang’s Villa as one luxury car after another arrived.
ROAR!
The sound of an engine announced the arrival of a bright red sports car, which stopped at the villa’s entrance. A red high-heeled shoe emerged from the car, followed by a middle-aged woman in a leopard-print blouse and sunglasses. She held her head high like a proud swan, but her expression was frosty.
"Big Brother, where’s Ming?" the woman asked as she walked toward the villa.
"Little Sister, you’re here?" Seeing her, Fang Cheng finally managed a smile.
"Auntie!" Fang Fei also greeted her hurriedly.
This woman was none other than Fang Cheng’s sister, Fang Ting—the wife of River City’s richest man, Qiao Tianhao.
"My brother is still unconscious; his injuries are too severe," Fang Fei sobbed.
"What?" Fang Ting’s expression changed. She said coldly, "What bastard dared to injure my nephew? Are they courting death?"
Just then, the Fang family’s Butler ran in, his face pale. "Master, something terrible has happened! It’s terrible!" he shouted.
"What are you panicking for? I’m not dead yet!" Fang Cheng roared.
Seeing Fang Ting was present, the Butler stopped at the doorway, wiping cold sweat from his forehead.
"Out with it. What happened?" Fang Cheng demanded in a deep voice.
The Butler hesitated.
"Speak!"
Seeing the Family Head’s fury, the Butler dared not hide anything. "The Wanta Building... it’s been bombed..."
"What?"
Fang Cheng shot to his feet. His expression shifted rapidly before he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Dad..."
"Brother..."
Gasping for breath, Fang Cheng squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth, "You little beast, I’ll chop you to pieces with my own hands!"