The door of the ’888’ suite was kicked to shreds.
Zhou Yu strode in forcefully.
At the same time, a young man in a bathrobe stormed out of the bathroom, visibly infuriated.
Upon seeing Zhou Yu, he cursed vociferously:
"F*ck you, who the hell are you?"
"Dare to burst into my room?"
Zhou Yu, without another word, slapped him across the face.
The young man was thrown backward, hitting the wall so hard that it cracked.
He screamed in agony, his body rigid with pain.
Zhou Yu stepped forward, planting his foot on the young man’s face.
"Are you Xiang Yang?"
Writhing in pain, eyes fiery with anger, Xiang Yang roared incessantly.
"You f*cking know it’s me and still dare to hit me...?"
Zhou Yu slapped him again.
Xiang Yang’s teeth shattered, his mouth bleeding profusely.
"Who do you think you’re calling your son?"
Zhou Yu stepped on his face once more.
Xiang Yang had never been beaten so brutally in his life. The pain was almost too much to speak, and he glared at Zhou Yu.
"Who the hell are you?"
Zhou Yu demanded coldly:
Xiang Yang was clueless.
Zhou Yu rebuked: "The girl who almost jumped off the building last night because of you!"
Xiang Yang instantly remembered and glared at Zhou Yu.
"So you came for that little bitch."
"Ha-ha... What is she to you? Your woman?"
Xiang Yang, not intimidated by Zhou Yu, began to provocatively taunt him.
Zhou Yu, without another word, slapped him across the face again.
Xiang Yang let out another piercing scream.
However, he still did not beg for mercy; his eyes grew even crazier.
"If you have the guts... kill me..."
"I... am not easily scared!!!"
"If you don’t dare kill me... just wait, and see how I kill you..."
As Xiang Yinglong’s grandson, Xiang Yang almost had carte blanche in Haizhou with his grandfather backing him, even Zhang Zheng would have a hard time touching him.
Therefore, his strong family background also fostered his fearless and ruthless character.
He didn’t believe the man in front of him would really dare to kill him.
If he didn’t dare to kill him, he would definitely not let this man off afterward.
He would make this man understand what real hell on earth was.
Seeing the beast-like, fierce glare in Xiang Yang’s eyes, Zhou Yu knew this man was too confident, accustomed to being arrogant and domineering.
He also couldn’t be bothered to talk any further.
With a flick of his fingers, three silver needles instantly pierced into the top of Xiang Yang’s head.
The previously ferocious Xiang Yang suddenly became dazed the next second.
"Where is the woman you forced last night now?"
"She... is in the Emperor Suite at Huang En Hotel..."
"Huang En Hotel? Where is that?"
"Just ten kilometers east of here."
"Why did you hide her there?"
"Because... my grandfather sent Uncle Hou here on a business trip... I was afraid he might find out..."
"So, I hid her first and planned to torment her slowly!"
"Uncle Hou? Who is he?"
"His name is Hou Guangshou, the deputy director of Haizhou Martial Hall."
Zhou Yu had learned what he wanted to know, and immediately kicked Xiang Yang in the chest, sending him flying into the bathroom.
Afterward, Zhou Yu turned and strode away.
Minutes after Zhou Yu left, two of Xiang Yang’s subordinates finally rushed in.
"Young Master Yang, you... what happened to you?"
By then, Xiang Yang had gradually regained consciousness. He viciously slapped one of the subordinates on the face and kicked the other.
"Where the f*ck were you guys just now?"
"I was almost beaten to death before you showed up."
"Why didn’t you just go die?"
At that moment, the two subordinates dared not utter a word. They had been fooling around with women and had no idea that in such a place, Xiang Yang would be beaten up so badly, an event less likely than winning a billion in a lottery.
"Young Master Yang, we’re sorry... we..."
"Go, get Elder Fei here now!!!!!"
Worried about Ye Ling’s safety, Zhou Yu headed east towards Huang En Hotel after descending the building.
For him, a distance of ten kilometers was but a matter of a minute or two.
Soon, he spotted Huang En Hotel.
With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Zhou Yu instantly located Ye Ling and, in a single leap, shot up like a cannonball, heading straight to the penthouse suite.
Zhou Yu broke in through the window.
At that moment, there were two girls lying on the bed of the suite’s bedroom.
One of them was indeed Ye Ling, the other, a pretty girl, probably Ye Ling’s best friend.
Both girls were unconscious, bearing injuries all over. Ye Ling’s injuries were particularly severe; her arm was wrapped in plaster, seemingly broken.
Zhou Yu immediately rushed over to check on them.
After a thorough examination,
Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Perhaps because both Ye Ling and her friend were seriously injured, they had not been violated.
He immediately transferred Yi Wood True Qi into the bodies of the two girls.
As both were ordinary people, the healing effect of the Yi Wood True Qi was remarkably effective.
In less than five minutes, both girls had awakened.
Ye Ling groggily opened her eyes, saw a figure hovering, and let out a scream.
She then raised her hand and swung it towards Zhou Yu’s face.
Zhou Yu, quick as a flash, caught her wrist.
"Ye Ling, it’s me!!!"