Hou Jia San Shao

Chapter 1108 I want to drink his blood!

"This Liqun, I don't know where he found his girlfriend. She doesn't seem like an ordinary person!"

Ouyang Xiuxian turned to look at Ji Ruxue, who was being helped out by Ouyang Liqun. Wan Yunting, who had recovered, nodded and said, "Indeed, she's not simple."

"You noticed it too?"

Ouyang Xiuxian looked back at him. Wan Yunting's eyes were serious as he recalled the events. He believed Ji Ruxue had tried to control his mental consciousness!

Although he didn't know why she gave up midway, Wan Yunting felt a sense of lingering fear. He wondered what method Ji Ruxue used. If her control over his mind had succeeded, he would have been her puppet.

Perhaps Ouyang Liqun was already under her control?

Suddenly, Wan Yunting's eyes widened as this strange suspicion struck him!

Ouyang Liqun helped the pale-faced Ji Ruxue downstairs. He quickly asked a valet service worker from the club to bring his car over. He then carefully helped Ji Ruxue into the car and drove away from the club. Glancing at Ji Ruxue in the rearview mirror, seeing her condition worsening, he anxiously asked, "Ruxue, how are you? What exactly happened?"

Ji Ruxue held her forehead with one hand. Her pale face looked extremely weak, and her voice was faint. "He... is the incarnation of the divine snake!"

"The incarnation of the divine snake?"

Ouyang Liqun, who was driving,'s eyes widened. He knew that Ji Ruxue's tribesmen worshipped a large snake as their totem, calling it the divine snake. For Ji Ruxue, snakes were her蛊毒 (gu poison) that could control people's minds and make them her puppets!

The next second, Ji Ruxue looked up. Her strangely pale green, seductive eyes widened. Her pallor made her look even more ferocious and terrifying. She said eerily, "I want to drink his blood!"

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Meanwhile, Wan Yunting and Ouyang Xiuxian were still on the balcony outside, lighting another cigarette. Their brows were furrowed as they thought about Ouyang Liqun's girlfriend, Ji Ruxue. Who exactly was she?

This needed to be investigated by Director Huang and the others. Wan Yunting even had a strange feeling that Ouyang Liqun might indeed be controlled by Ji Ruxue, becoming her puppet!

"Don't overthink it."

Ouyang Xiuxian saw him still pondering and said, "Liqun was a loner with a deep mind when he was young. After he went abroad to study, he rarely came home. After I retired, I became a lay disciple at the Shaolin Temple, only returning once during the New Year. I don't know much about Liqun now."

"As for what kind of wife he marries, we brothers can't control that."

These words eased Wan Yunting's furrowed brows. He smiled and nodded. If Ouyang Xiuxian knew that Ouyang Liqun was the real mastermind behind the Dragon's Droop drug trafficking syndicate overseas, he probably wouldn't think that way.

Wan Yunting exhaled a deep puff of smoke, feeling a bit helpless. Although tonight he had exposed Ouyang Liqun as the true boss behind the Dragon's Droop drug trafficking syndicate, what good was it? There was no evidence to arrest him. This meant he was powerless against Ouyang Liqun, leaving him to watch this major drug lord roam freely in society.

"Marshal Chen, who are you slandering? Even if my cousin doesn't dabble in the business world, he is a member of our Ouyang family. How can you slander him here!"

Just as Wan Yunting and Ouyang Xiuxian were chatting, they saw Ouyang Xinyuan and others inside arguing and cursing with Chen Shuai and Fang Ji and their group. This confused them. Ouyang Xiuxian immediately said, "Let's go see who dares to bully our Ouyang family..."

Wan Yunting also threw away his half-smoked cigarette and stomped it out, following Ouyang Xiuxian inside. They saw Chen Shuai and Fang Ji with disdainful and arrogant smiles, looking at the young and spirited Ouyang Xinyuan and saying, "I say, Xinyuan, I only commented a couple of sentences about him, why do you have to get so angry? It's such a loss of face and dignity for your Ouyang family, the eternal second."

"Marshal Chen, who are you calling eternal second?"

Another young man from the Ouyang family glared and pointed at Chen Shuai, shouting angrily.

Chen Shuai, not knowing who gave him the courage, continued his arrogant stance and said, "Of course, it's your Ouyang family. You've always been behind the Kong family, so aren't you the eternal second!"

"Hmph, we're the eternal second, but we're still better than your Chen family, a small family at the bottom of the five great families!" Ouyang Yumeng said indignantly in a sweet, childish voice.

"Tch."

Chen Shuai said disdainfully, "Don't talk about these fake rankings. If we talk about strength, my Chen family is not much worse than your Ouyang family!"

"That's right," Fang Ji agreed.

Although the Ouyang family was ranked second among the five great families, the Fang and Chen families had always been ranked fourth and fifth. However, in recent years, their commercial development had been significant, and they were now on par with the Xia family, who was third.

It was just that the rankings of the five great families had long been fixed, so their patriarchs did not compete for these rankings!

Because the Kong family always suppressed them, the patriarchs of the four families could not fight over such minor matters. Since the five great families were the leaders in various fields in the capital, they could tolerate disputes among the younger generation, but the Kong family absolutely forbade disputes among their patriarchs!

If two or more families were to fight, it would directly affect the economy of the entire capital, and even the nation. Such a situation was not desired by those in power.

"Marshal Chen, Fang Ji, do you two want to die?"

Ouyang Xiuxian pushed through the crowd and walked in, with Wan Yunting following behind him, knowing that their argument was because of him!

"How dare you bully my younger siblings? Do you want to go outside and have a spar?"

Ouyang Xiuxian, full of righteousness, scanned Chen Shuai and Fang Ji with sharp eyes and yelled at them.

Facing Ouyang Xiuxian's arrogant and righteous demeanor, Chen Shuai and Fang Ji sneered and said, "Ouyang Xiuxian, you're a monk, don't embarrass yourself here."

"Hahaha..."

Hearing this, the other people around couldn't help but laugh.

After all, a descendant of the Ouyang family running off to become a monk at Shaolin Temple was a true oddity.

"You brat, I'll slap you..."

Ouyang Xiuxian stepped forward and grabbed Chen Shuai. This scared Chen Shuai, who quickly said, "Ouyang Xiuxian, what era is this? Are you really going to hit me?"

"So what if I hit you?"

Ouyang Xiuxian immediately slapped him, sending Chen Shuai flying and crashing onto the bar counter next to him. The drinks scattered everywhere, stunning everyone present. They stared blankly at the arrogant Ouyang Xiuxian, and murmurs erupted. His act of violence was too barbaric and too common.

After all, these people considered themselves upper-class society, and everyone maintained an air of gentlemanly and ladylike demeanor. Ouyang Xiuxian's open display of violence only made them feel ashamed.

Chen Shuai, who was helped up by Fang Ji, touched his left cheek, clearly seeing four finger marks. His mouth was bleeding, making Chen Shuai's face contorted with rage. He glared viciously at Ouyang Xiuxian, feeling both angry and scared, knowing that this guy had been like this since childhood.

"Still staring? Do you want another beating?"

Ouyang Xiuxian didn't care. Seeing Chen Shuai dare to glare again, he raised his hand and said, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you so badly your parents won't recognize you, just like in school!"

"Fine, fine, fine, Ouyang Xiuxian, you just wait for me..."

Thinking about how he had been beaten by Ouyang Xiuxian, the school bully, when they were younger, Chen Shuai was still afraid. He called his companions and turned to leave.

"What kind of rubbish."

Watching them leave, Ouyang Xiuxian lowered his hand and said to the surrounding guests, "Please help yourselves."

After all, tonight's reception was held for Wan Yunting. Although Ouyang Xiuxian didn't want to spoil the atmosphere of the reception by fighting, Chen Shuai deserved it.

"Cousin, don't blame me, okay?"

Ouyang Xiuxian turned back to Wan Yunting and smiled.

He waved his hand with a smile, knowing that Ouyang Xiuxian had stood up for him, so how could he blame him?

Fang Ji helped Chen Shuai, and as they led their close companions out of the reception hall, they were met by Jiang Wenhao, his secretary Lucy, and six burly foreign bodyguards.

"This, isn't this Chairman Jiang Wenhao of Chaoting Group?" Fang Ji recognized Jiang Wenhao at a glance and couldn't help but be surprised.

After all, Jiang Wenhao, the wolf of Wall Street in the United States, was a god-like figure in China's financial circles. Fang Ji and Chen Shuai had both studied finance, and this year they had even founded a financial group, so they had always regarded Jiang Wenhao as an idol.

"It really is an idol."

Chen Shuai forgot the stinging pain in his face and excitedly went forward, "Idol, I finally get to meet you in person..."

Two bodyguards behind Jiang Wenhao immediately stepped forward to block them, looking vigilant. But Jiang Wenhao waved his hand. Although he didn't know Chen Shuai and Fang Ji, he knew that people who could play in such a club were all from the upper-class society of the capital.

Just as Jiang Wenhao was about to shake hands with the two of them, he saw Wan Yunting inside and immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Teacher!"

Wan Yunting, who was inside, heard the shout and turned to look. Jiang Wenhao, excited, walked past Chen Shuai and Fang Ji, bringing his secretary Lucy into the reception hall and heading straight for Wan Yunting...

"Teacher...?"

Chen Shuai and Fang Ji were stunned. They looked at each other, wondering if their idol calling Wan Yunting "teacher" was an illusion.

Everyone at the reception stared wide-eyed as Jiang Wenhao walked quickly towards Wan Yunting. They immediately recognized him as the Wolf of Wall Street, which made everyone present involuntarily reveal expressions of surprise, disbelief, and bewilderment...