Chapter 58: She’s The Old Man’s Person, There’s No Need To Prove It
Chapter 58: She’s The Old Man’s Person, There’s No Need To Prove It
"Where’s Ling Sheng?" Huo Ci did not waste time beating around the bush.
He emitted a murderous vibe and coldness radiated from his body.
The sight made An Yan’s hair stand on end. He had not expected Huo Ci to go there for Ling Sheng. "Sixth Master, what do you mean?"
"I’m here to find your Big Master." Huo Ci lifted his leg and gave An Yan a kick. "How dare Jun Shiyan’s dog obstruct my path!"
An Yan ducked, giving him a fierce look as he did so. "If the Sixth Master continues to act like this, then don’t blame me for not being courteous anymore."
"Not being courteous?" Huo Ci’s lips curled up coldly, the expression in his eyes becoming deadly. He then bellowed, "Beat him up for Old Man!"
Upon receiving this order, Zuo Ming led the other men over and dashed forward.
Both sides were not to be offended, so a muddled war started.
Amid this chaos, Huo Ci used the opportunity to get a fire extinguisher violently from the fire hydrant. Then, he smashed it against the door while shouting haughtily. "Old Three Jun, you’d better open the d*mn door for Old Man!"
An Yan was fighting with Zuo Ming, but their skills were on par with each other’s, so he had no time to divert his attention.
Upon seeing Huo Ci smashing the door like a madman, he could only hate himself for not bringing more men over.
He was so incapable that he had even allowed troublemakers to appear right in front of the Third Master.
The door opened suddenly.
"Where did this mad dog come from?"
Jun Shiyan’s icy voice contained some sense of mockery.
"Where’s Ling Sheng?" Huo Ci stared at the disabled man in front of him.
The fire extinguisher in his hand found its way to his head, delivering an unrestrained, hard
Apoplectic with undue rage, An Yan sprinted forward and stopped Huo Ci’s thunder-like blow.
The fire extinguisher landed on his back.
He endured this painful strike silently as bright red blood oozed out of the corner of his lips.
"Your dog is pretty loyal." Huo Ci gave him a careless smile as he threw the fire extinguisher away slovenly. "Old Three Jun, Old Man shall give you one more chance. Where’s Ling Sheng?"
Jun Shiyan’s eyes were ice-cold and as dark as the night. He blocked the entrance, his air mightier than Huo Ci’s. "You know her?"
"Where is she?" Huo Ci bolted inside, shouting wrathfully, "Ling Sheng, get your ass out for Old Man!"
"She’s sleeping." Jun Shiyan frowned. "I won’t hand her over to a madman before she wakes up."
This lunatic Huo Ci knew her.
This knowledge made him uncomfortable for a moment.
"She’s Old Man’s person. Jun Shiyan, you’d better not meddle in other people’s businesses. Do you believe me when I say that I’ll kill you?" Huo Ci puffed and exhaled, fury billowing within his eyes.
However, he did not move forward.
The man in front of him was Jun Shiyan.
Right.
Even though he was disabled, even though he was wheelchair-bound, there were very few d*mn people who could fight against him.
One might call him a dark horse or a silent killer with a mediocre performance when he ceased to be involved, but he produced a better-than-excellent outcome when he actually struck.
"How can you prove that she knows you?" Jun Shiyan’s cold eyes looked broken momentarily, as he had mixed feelings.
She was his person?
If that girl was Huo Ci’s person, why had she gotten involved with him?
"She’s Old Man’s person. There’s no need to prove it." Huo Ci was seething with rage. "You better wake her up and bring her here!"
Jun Shiyan’s voice was calm as he replied, "Since you can’t prove it, Mr. Huo, forgive me for not being able to fulfill your request."
Huo Ci whipped out his phone and dialed Ling Sheng’s number.
Ling Sheng’s phone was in her bag.
When it rang, Jun Shiyan let out a low cough, feeling a little agonized.
Huo Ci smiled and retrieved her bag directly. He could not be haughtier as he said, "This bag was bought by me."
Then, he opened her bag and tossed all her makeup products, sanitary pads, keys, and other belongings on the ground messily.
Huo Ci bent down, his face scrunching up in disgust as he picked up a card directly. Then, he took one out of his pocket and flung it to the ground. "See that? It’s my house’s elevator card. Is this sufficient proof?"