Fated to My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 925 - Chapter 925 Chapter 925 It Was Actually for a Bucket of Water

Chapter 925: Chapter 925: It Was Actually for a Bucket of Water Chapter 925: Chapter 925: It Was Actually for a Bucket of Water Ruan Tianling’s eyes were icy as he pounded on the door again.

“I told you to get me water, do you hear me!”

“What do you need water for, a bath? Piss yourself and wipe it up… haha…”

The two henchmen laughed piercingly.

“Bang–” Tianling suddenly kicked the iron door ferociously.

“Bang–” Another kick.

He kicked with such force that the iron door seemed like it would collapse at any moment.

The smirk faded from the henchmen’s faces as one of them opened the door and walked in, handgun in hand.

“Motherfucker, are you asking for death!” he lifted his gun, pointing it at Tianling.

Tianling sneered as he gripped the pistol, aiming it at his own chest.

“I am asking for death, so shoot!”

The henchman squinted his fierce eyes, “You think I don’t dare?”

Tianling pressed against him and took a step forward, “Then shoot!”

“Motherfucker, I’ll blow your brains out right now!” The henchman cocked the safety and pressed the barrel firmly against Tianling’s chest.

Ruan Tianling showed no fear; his eyes icy, his body exuded an intimidating chill.

The henchman gritted his teeth and slowly pulled the trigger.

“Don’t shoot, don’t forget the master’s orders!” the other henchman called out sternly.

The gunman jerked back the pistol and tossed it to his comrade.

Rolling up his sleeves, he lunged viciously at Tianling–

Tianling quickly dodged to the side, avoiding his attack, and kicked him hard in the stomach.

The henchman stumbled backward, then lunged again.

The two fought fiercely, exchanging blows.

The henchman, holding his breath, aimed to severely punish Tianling, his blows landing especially hard.

Tianling, having been suppressed too long, coupled with the scenes from his dreams, was like a wild lion, his momentum staggering as he seemed ready to tear his opponent to shreds!

“Thud–” He punched the henchman’s face viciously, sending the man crashing against the wall.

Before he could react, Tianling rushed forward, gripping his throat tightly with both hands.

The henchman’s breath was suddenly cut off as he desperately tried to pry Tianling’s hands away.

Tianling’s eyes were ominously dark as he clenched fiercely; with a bit more force, he could almost snap the man’s neck…

The henchman struggled in vain.

Unable to breathe, his face turned red, and veins on his forehead and neck bulged and throbbed.

Tianling showed no sign of letting go.

He was indeed intending to strangle him to death–

The other henchman sensed something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward, pointing the gun at Tianling’s forehead, “Let go!”

Tianling did not react.

The gun moved to his thigh, “If you don’t let go, I’ll shoot! The boss said not to take your life, but he didn’t say you couldn’t be crippled!”

Tianling’s cold gaze shifted toward him, “Remember to get me water.”

He was so desperate, all for a bucket of water…

The gunman couldn’t help but respect him.

“Fine, let go first.”

Tianling then released the man, who fell to the ground, gasping for air like a dead dog.

His comrade pulled him up and dragged him out.

The iron door shut, and Tianling sat down beside the bed.

Before long, someone outside came in carrying a bucket, placing a bucket of water heavily on the ground.

“Here’s your water!”

Then, the sound of the iron door closing again.

Outside, the conversation of the two men could be heard, “Don’t be impulsive next time. What if by some chance he overpowers you, and he gets away?”

“He won’t escape, the place is surrounded by our men, and he’s under surveillance. If he dares to run, he’s as good as dead!”