Chapter 279: Chapter 279 Fatty Pig
This fat man was none other than the boss of Heaven and Earth, Fatty Pig.
Fatty Pig looked at Tang Jingyi, becoming more delighted the more he looked. Although surrounded by a bevy of beauties, he had seen his share of pretty women.
But upon seeing Tang Jingyi, Fatty Pig immediately felt that all the girls in Heaven and Earth paled in comparison, not even worth mentioning, less than a blade of grass.
Initially, when Fatty Pig accidentally came across Tang Jingyi, he salivated at once. So, he took advantage of Tang Jingyi’s financial troubles and sent his underling to lend her three thousand yuan, then inflated the debt through usurious means, finally forcing Tang Jingyi into a position where she couldn’t pay it back, and kidnapped her today.
Seeing that he finally succeeded in getting Tang Jingyi, Fatty Pig rubbed his hands together excitedly, licking his thick lips, stepping towards the bed.
At that moment, Tang Jingyi, with her hands and legs bound and a cloth stuffed in her mouth, knew Fatty Pig’s ill intentions. She struggled with all her might but couldn’t move at all.
Feeling both angry and anxious, Tang Jingyi thought she’d rather die than be forced by this fat man.
Seeing inescapable doom, tears of regret streamed down Tang Jingyi’s face.
Fatty Pig laughed heartily and said, “Beauty, as long as you submit to me, you’ll have luxury cars and mink coats. You can buy as much as you want, much better than taking care of your ghost of a father.”
Tang Jingyi shook her head vehemently, tears pouring from her eyes.
The more Tang Jingyi cried, the more excited Fatty Pig became, as his filthy large hand reached for Tang Jingyi’s heaving chest.
Just then, a sudden urgent knock sounded from outside the door.
Fatty Pig’s hand immediately stopped in mid-air in front of Tang Jingyi. Annoyed, he cursed, “Who the hell is it? What is it?”
Then, a panicked voice came from outside the door, “Boss, something’s wrong. Someone’s causing trouble outside, and it’s chaos at the front.”
Fatty Pig cursed, “Who’s courting death? How many people came in total?”
“Altogether… altogether nine people,” the voice outside responded.
“Damn it, are you new here? Just nine people, and you disturb me? Tell Wang Kun to take with him people and handle those nine.” Fatty Pig cursed and then turned his attention back towards Tang Jingyi.
Then, a voice said from the door, “Boss, Wang Kun has been chopped to death.”
Fatty Pig frowned, saying, “Then let San go with a hundred men.”
The person at the door nearly cried out, “Brother San went, and nearly all his hundred men are dead.”
Hearing this, Fatty Pig almost jumped out of fright. He immediately dropped Tang Jingyi and turned to the door, pulling it open.
At the door stood a man covered in blood and grime.
Fatty Pig grabbed the man’s collar and lifted him, shouting, “What did you say? Brother San’s hundred men are almost all dead?”
The man nodded miserably.
“Didn’t you say only nine people came?” Fatty Pig shouted.
The man nodded again.
“Nine people killed my hundred men?” Fatty Pig asked incredulously.
“Yes, but there’s one among them who hasn’t even taken action yet,” the man responded.
“What? Nine people and one hasn’t acted yet? And my hundred men are dead? Are my hundred men puppets to let them slaughter at will? Who on earth came?” Fatty Pig raved, shaking the man relentlessly.
“It’s… it’s Qin Tian, and a mysterious boss of Qin Tian.”
Lying on the bed, Tang Jingyi watched as Fatty Pig hurriedly left. As he left, she heard his last words.
“Qin Tian? His boss? Isn’t Qin Tian the one who saved me at the restaurant today? So it’s him rescuing me again. But who is his boss?”
This thought only flashed in Tang Jingyi’s mind, then she gritted her teeth and began rubbing the rope binding her wrists against the bed.
Although fleeting, the names Qin Tian and the mysterious boss etched deeply into Tang Jingyi’s mind.
At this moment, in front of the Heaven and Earth gate, Qin Tian and eight others stood their ground firmly.
The eight, covered in blood from head to toe, their bodies filled with numerous wounds, some deep enough to reveal bone, others with flesh turned inside out, and especially Mountain Cannon, whose arm was broken, hanging limply to the side.
Yet these eight didn’t retreat an inch. Though bloodied, their determination only grew stronger.
In front of them, the bodies had piled up half a person’s height.
Inside the hall, though over twenty burly men remained, behind this mound of bodies, they shouted loudly and brandished their machetes but none dared to take another step forward.
Looking at Qin Tian and his team surrounded by countless corpses, they appeared as Ghost Kings emerging from a bloody Hell.
Qin Tian swung his cleaver, looking at the people in front of him, shouting, “Hahaha, come on, I’m not done killing yet.”
Though the cleaver’s blade was dented from killing so much, as it swung, the remaining twenty or so men felt as if their heads would be chopped off and recoiled a few steps in fright.
The twenty or so men watched in horror, asking the person among them in alarm, “Brother San, what should we do?”
This Brother San was just now referred to as San by Fatty Pig.
Brother San swallowed hard, glanced at Qin Tian, and said, “Boss Qin, we used to know each other. You’re our senior; why fight to such an extent today? Whatever request you have, please state it, and I will agree.”
Hearing this, Qin Tian laughed heartily and said, “My request is simple: have Fatty Pig roll out here and take a blow from me.”
Upon hearing this, Brother San said awkwardly, “Boss Qin, Brother Da is now also a big figure. If you do this, he’ll lose face. How about you go back, and we’ll come another day to apologize?”
Listening to Brother San concede, Qin Tian laughed. Though he was bleeding profusely and weak, longing to collapse into slumber, thinking of Wang Yan behind him, he shouted, “If Fatty Pig doesn’t come out today, I’ll keep killing until none remain.”
If Qin Tian said this earlier, perhaps no one present would have paid it any mind, even finding it laughable. But now, hearing it again, everyone was so frightened their hearts trembled, their bodies cold.
Though Brother San was scared, he gritted his teeth, saying, “Boss Qin, there are only nine of you, and we have over a hundred brothers behind us. Even if you want to charge in, you wouldn’t make it to Brother Da.”
Qin Tian’s eyes flared, declaring, “Wherever I go, who dares to block me? Today, Fatty Pig must come out to see me.”
Just as Qin Tian finished speaking, a voice filled the hall from behind, “It’s easy to see me; I’m just afraid that once you do, you won’t live to remember it.”
With this voice, a hundred more vigorous men charged out, led by a plump, greasy man.