38. Chapter 38 You Haven't Really Seen My Cruelty 7
"Master Xiang." Gu Ying's face immediately turned from red to white, and he walked up to Xiang Yutian full of fear.
"Then do you want me to reward you with this woman?" Xiang Yutian asked with a sneer.
"Lone Eagle will never betray Mr. Xiang!" Lone Eagle's voice was loud as he knelt down.
At what age are you still kneeling? How much does Xiang Yutian frighten these subordinates?
"boom--"
Xiang Yutian kicked him out and spat out a single word from his thin lips, "Get out."
"boom--"
The sound of gunshots sounded loud and clear, very real.
It's not a simulated gunshot that can be imitated in the game.
Jiang Weiwei turned his head in shock and saw Xiang Yutian standing at the door with an expressionless face.
Lone Ying knelt in front of him, holding a gun in his hand, pointing the muzzle at his shoulder, bleeding profusely, and stood up with a pale face, "Thank you, Mr. Xiang, for sparing my life."
If Xiang Yutian said a "dirty" word, he would have no choice but to die.
"Why don't you get out?" Xiang Yutian glanced at the turbid blood on his shoulder in disgust, frowning slightly.
"Yes." Lone Ying put away his gun, hugged his injured shoulder and left, walking slowly.
"..."
Seeing another bloody scene, Jiang Weiwei tightened his grip on the silver key in his hand.
The underworld is really a place where blood can easily be seen.
"It seems that you are having a good time." Xiang Yutian closed the door, walked towards her, and glanced at the delicious food in front of her.
"You don't even let go of your most loyal lackey. You are so cruel."
Jiang Weiwei calmed down, said calmly, and continued to drink soup and watch TV.
A bloody plot was played on the 65-inch big screen. The heroine was suffering from a terminal illness, and the male and female protagonists hugged each other and cried together...
Xiang Yutian sat down on the carpet next to her, stared at her sipping the soup with burning eyes, and said mockingly, "Jiang Weiwei, you haven't really seen my cruelty yet."
His most trusted subordinate shot himself because of her, but she drank the soup calmly.
He was dissatisfied with her appearance.
Very dissatisfied.
Jiang Weiwei lowered her head to drink the soup, and Xiang Yutian suddenly struck her in the back with a backhand, hitting her hard.
"Snapped--"
Jiang Weiwei was photographed so much that he fell down onto the small wooden table, the dishes were overturned on the floor, and his skirt was stained with soup stains.
The pain spreads rapidly toward the limbs...
"Xiang Yutian, what do you want?"
"Teach you the rules."
Avoiding the dirt on her body, Xiang Yutian grabbed the back of her neck, forcibly pulled her up, forced her to raise her head, picked up a bowl of soup that was not spilled, and poured it into her mouth.
"Well--"
Jiang Weiyi opened his eyes wide in shock and pushed him with both hands.
Xiang Yutian's arm strength was amazing, his coquettish face exuded the aura of the devil, he looked at her indifferently, and drank all the soup into her with all his strength.
"Stop...uh."
The feeling of being forcefully poured down was extremely uncomfortable, and the edge of the porcelain bowl gnashed against her teeth, making her want to break them.
The soup seeped from the corners of her mouth and poured into her collar along her neck, making it soaked and revealing her fair skin.
Even though she's so dirty, she can still be pretty.
Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows, picked up another bowl of soup and poured it into her mouth, full of punishment.
"Well……"
Jiang Weiwei made a sound in pain, tightly gripping the corner of the table with one hand, digging his nails into it, and suppressing the thought of using force.
She has to endure it.
She must endure it.
There was no more soup, so Xiang Yutian asked his servant to bring it again. The soup was hot.
Bowls of soup were forcefully poured into her mouth, and Xiang Yutian's hands grabbed her neck arrogantly, as if to pinch it, so that she could not move...