Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The smell of gasoline was spread throughout the warehouse. Several big men poured four barrels of gasoline around the abandoned warehouse. When Rong Anna and Bo Xiao went in, they saw Li Sicheng was lying in a pool of blood. Violent, bloody. The pride of Li Sicheng was nowhere to be found. Rong Anna saw this, frowned, and looked at Su Qianci.
Su Qianci had fallen apart. All she could think about was Li Sicheng. Tang Mengying found a lighter, playing with it and looking forward to seeing the expression on Li Sicheng’s face. Sure enough, a touch of emotion finally passed Li Sicheng’s face. He looked up at her and reached out to her.
Tang Mengying raised his eyebrows with satisfaction and chuckled lowly. She said, “You want to talk to me? What do you want to say? Let’s talk.” Stepping on her high heels, she went forward and kneeled to listen.
“Let her go…” Li Sicheng’s voice was weak, but very clear, pleading. “She is innocent and so is the baby. Vent on me. Don’t hurt her.”
Tang Zhenghao was content to see him like this. Laughing, she said, “Li Sicheng, did you imagine this? Unfortunately, I didn’t bring Li Xiao over. Otherwise, it would be even better. If you die with your old man, do you think that old guy Li Xiao would cry? Ha ha ha… But, killing you would be enough for those Li bastards suffer! Then, it will be the turn of Li Xiao, Li Jinnan, Li Beixing, Li Xun, and that bitch Qin Shuhua!”
Speaking of Qin Shuhua, Tang Zhenghao could not contain his anger. Striding to the side of Li Sicheng, he kicked him hard. Li Sicheng groaned. Tang Zhenghao was not satisfied and kicked him several times, making Li Shicheng twitch.
At the same time, Rong Haiyue carefully walked forward. Although he was a little farther away, he still heard the hysterical shouts from inside.
“No, I beg you… Don’t hit him. He will die, he will die… Ah…”
Rong Haiyue shocked: that was… the voice of Su Qianci!
Tang Zhenghao heard the scream of Su Qianci and felt incredibly good. He reached out and grabbed the hair of Li Sicheng, forcing him to look at Su Qianci. He smiled gloomily. “Feeling good? When your mother killed my son, she must’ve felt so good.”
With that said, Tang Zhenghao grabbed the head of Li Sicheng and slammed it into the ground. While slamming, he yelled, “Why, f**ker! Why did my son die and you live after you falling off the cliff together? Why, why!”
Li Sicheng’s head hit the ground and made muffled noises.
Su Qianci felt that her heart was bleeding. It was harder for her to see him being tortured then being tortured herself. Su Qianci closed her eyes, and her tears fell silently. Despair, despair… No one came to save them, no one… They could just wait to die?
Suddenly, she heard Tang Zhenghao’s screams.
The voice came very suddenly, which was out of place in the overwhelming situation.
Then, Tang Mengying exclaimed, “Dad!”
At the same time, Rong Anna also cried, “Dad?”
Su Qianci opened her eyes and saw Tang Zhenghao being pinned on the floor, and the man who was on top of him was none other than Rong Haiyue.