Chapter 634: Chapter 632: The Kindhearted Father (Part 11)
Because the Commissioner was in a bad mood, he didn’t immediately take a ride, choosing instead to walk back. Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened.
Generally, there’s no danger, but when walking outside, there’s a small chance something might happen, and he happened to encounter the Demon.
When he walked into the familiar alley, voices came from ahead; it was Ma Zihou and his group.
When Ma Zihou saw Ah Chen, his eyes couldn’t help but light up. He gestured to his lackeys, whispering something to them.
Soon, two thugs came up to Ah Chen, saying that Young Master Ma invited her for some fun.
Ah Chen naturally refused, but the two of them grabbed her. In their eyes, once Young Master Ma picked someone, they couldn’t let her escape. If something truly happened, Young Master Ma’s family could easily settle it. They had experienced how influential Young Master Ma’s family was.
At that moment, Du Tianyu and his group also appeared in the alley.
"Looks like it’s Ma Zihou’s group," a young man beside Du Tianyu reminded him. Ma Zihou was a wealthy second-generation heir; most people didn’t dare provoke him. Even the local thugs would lower their heads when they saw him. "Guess he took a liking to that girl."
Bearing in mind Ma Zihou’s background, the young man felt some sympathy for the girl being harassed but didn’t dare to intervene. They worked in a bar and knew well enough that Ma Zihou was not someone to mess with.
Du Tianyu frowned slightly, sensing the apprehension in his companion’s tone, seemingly wanting to avoid trouble. He thought for a moment and decided to speak up, planning to pretend he knew the girl. Suddenly, he caught sight of a familiar face and swiftly suppressed the idea. Ma Zihou indeed had many tricks up his sleeve; there was no need to offend him over someone he disliked.
If they truly provoked Ma Zihou, they might not be able to continue in that area.
Suppressing various thoughts, he pretended to look elsewhere, noticing a particular gaze and quickly moved in the opposite direction, listening as the car’s sound faded away.
It took quite a while before he loosened his fist.
"I thought, with your personality, you’d intervene. Good that you didn’t this time," his companion said, patting Du Tianyu’s shoulder. "We can’t afford to offend Ma Zihou. If we ruin his fun, we’d better prepare to leave the area — perhaps in even worse shape."
Du Tianyu, however, didn’t feel relieved; instead, he felt somewhat gloomy. He was soon pushed off to work at their job, which was at a bar, where he worked as a bartender.
He was a few years older than Wei Yue, not doing well academically, so he left the orphanage after coming of age, making his way in society. He had jobs both day and night, living just barely.
Upon arriving at the bar, the busy atmosphere and hectic work temporarily made Du Tianyu forget about what had transpired earlier.
Meanwhile, inside the car, Ma Zihou snorted coldly. He had seen Du Tianyu’s group and felt they were quite sensible. He was somewhat familiar with those guys; it seemed they worked at a certain bar. If they had dared to stick their noses where they didn’t belong today, they could forget about making it there.
He glanced at Ah Chen, who was being held in place in the seat, and took out a bottle of high-proof alcohol. "Classmate, let me pour you a drink."
Having said that, he popped the cork, intending to pour the liquor into Ah Chen’s mouth.
At that moment, Ah Chen didn’t resist and ended up drinking the entire bottle.
Doing such things in the car was inconvenient; getting into a car accident later would be troublesome.
Seeing her not resist, Ma Zihou was somewhat satisfied and began to introduce himself, "My name is Ma Zihou." Glancing at Ah Chen’s school uniform, he added, "I might be your senior. I’m in the third year of high school."
Ah Chen kept her eyes closed and did not speak.
Ma Zihou thought she was drunk and chuckled twice, saying no more. She held her liquor quite well, silent after getting drunk, saving him a lot of trouble.
Before long, Ah Chen was taken into a villa, appearing genuinely drunk.
After helping her inside, Ma Zihou’s lackeys tactfully left. When Ma Zihou entered the room, approaching the bed with a lecherous smile, he was startled to see the person who should have been drunk sitting up. Apart from a slightly flushed face, she was perfectly sober.
Ma Zihou was somewhat surprised and found it interesting, "Still awake? What’s your name? Want to be with me? There’ll be benefits for you."
Slap! Slap, slap, slap—
Responding to Ma Zihou was a flurry of slaps. Ma Zihou wanted to resist, but how could he against Ah Chen? In no time, he was battered all over.
"Take off your clothes." Ah Chen sat on a chair, feet moving off Ma Zihou’s face, playing with a belt she had somehow found, and when Ma Zihou didn’t move, she whipped him with it, making him grunt in pain, begging for mercy.
She was fiddling with the phone as well. For what Ma Zihou did to the Commissioner, she certainly had to return the favor; otherwise, there was no need for this trip.
Once Ma Zihou was curled up in pain on the floor, she used his phone to call back those lackeys.
One actor alone—what can they perform? It’s better with more people for an exciting scene.
Ma Zihou’s lackeys were puzzled, wondering why the boss called them back. They weren’t exactly good people and soon had the wrong idea.
Could it be that the boss, having experienced the taste of the model student, was planning to let them try as well?
Faced with such a situation, how could they not be excited, coming back one by one?
The boss directly let them into the room; the door was slightly ajar, the curtains pulled, and the lights off. They didn’t think much and crept in, calling out, "Boss?"
At the same time, they couldn’t help but wonder if the boss, being so young, had such a brief time. Could it be that he played too wildly and wasted himself?
Boom—
The sound of the door shutting suddenly rang, the room lights came on, and the whole room brightened.
Only then did the lackeys see Ma Zihou curled up on the floor groaning, while the one who should have been bullied by Ma Zihou stood behind the door, gently waving a belt, a faint smile on her face, though her eyes were bone-chillingly cold.
"Boss! What happened?"
Though Ma Zihou had experienced Ah Chen’s prowess, seeing his lackeys arrive kindled hope. He shakily lifted his hand, pointing at Ah Chen, "It’s her! Teach her a lesson, tie her up, break her hands and legs; if anything happens, I’ll take responsibility!"
The lackeys thought it was Ma Zihou sending the earlier message and charged at Ah Chen without a thought, only to be met with several lashes of the belt, eliciting wails of misery.
Ah Chen weaved among them, whipping them all thoroughly. Soon, they were all bloodied, lying on the ground, moaning in pain, holding their heads and pleading for mercy.
By that point, Ma Zihou was utterly despairing.
Yet, Ah Chen didn’t spare them, beating them until no good flesh was left on their bodies. Ma Zihou thought he might die in this room, with even his bones broken.
She finally stopped.
Ma Zihou, enduring the pain, crawled over and knelt before Ah Chen, continuously kowtowing and begging for mercy.
