Live-in Son-in-law
Chapter 109: Courting Death

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Courting Death

The air in the private room of Yunmiao Teahouse was frozen.

"Courting death!" Qin Yi was furious, raising his hand and smashing the large tea table in front of him into pieces.

Liu Zhanyuan and the other two trembled with fear, cold sweat streaming down their foreheads.

Just now, Shen Zhengwen called and recounted everything that had happened at the Xia Group word for word.

"Master, calm down. I’ll send someone to capture Jin Zeyang right away." Zhang Wenhao braved himself to speak softly.

At this moment, the murderous aura emanating from Qin Yi was so tangible that it felt like a chilling blade pricking them, causing them to shiver all over.

"Huatai Hotel is my territory. Leave this to me. I guarantee that Jin Zeyang won’t get away with this." Dong Zhiping said cautiously.

Qin Yi’s gaze was as cold as frost. Jin Zeyang had actually gone directly to the Xia Group to threaten his wife. Impressive.

"I’ll meet this Jin Zeyang in person." Qin Yi said indifferently, his eyes emotionless.

However, Liu Zhanyuan and the other two shuddered, their whole bodies cold.

Jin Zeyang was done for, they thought.

The sky outside was gradually getting darker.

Zhang Wenhao received a call.

"Master, Mr. Xiao has gone home, taking a taxi. My people are protecting him in secret."

Qin Yi nodded slightly.

"Let’s go meet this Jin Zeyang."

...

Half an hour later, Qin Yi and his group appeared at Huatai Hotel.

Room 2188 was a presidential suite on the top floor.

Dong Zhiping stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Inside the room, Jin Zeyang and Wang Kai were drinking.

"Young Master Jin, it seems our guest has arrived?" Wang Kai smiled obsequiously.

"Damn it, I knew this woman had to come. If she dares not to, that building won’t get constructed." Jin Zeyang said arrogantly.

"Young Master Jin, I’ll go open the door."

Wang Kai ran to the door and opened it, momentarily taken aback when he saw it wasn’t Xia Yanbing outside.

Qin Yi, with icy eyes, lifted his hand, and the air current condensed into a whip, striking Wang Kai directly.

With a bang, Wang Kai’s clothes exploded into fragments, and he flew backward, coughing up blood.

Jin Zeyang squinted his eyes, full of smugness as he thought of Xia Yanbing’s beautiful face, his eyes growing passionate.

But with a crash, a figure was thrown inside, startling him into a shudder. He turned his head abruptly and saw that it was Wang Kai, who had just gone to open the door.

Wang Kai was convulsing all over, blood frothing from his mouth.

Jin Zeyang hadn’t recovered yet when he heard footsteps and instinctively turned his head to look.

He saw four people walking in, with one sitting in a wheelchair. Upon seeing the other three, his eyes widened.

Liu Zhanyuan, Dong Zhiping, and Zhang Wenhao, the arch-enemy of the Jin Family.

Jin Zeyang grabbed a wine bottle with a wary look at Qin Yi and the others.

"What do you want to do?"

Qin Yi’s eyes were indifferent, "Are you Jin Zeyang?"

"Yes, it’s me. Who the hell are you?" Jin Zeyang shouted arrogantly, accustomed to being brash.

Zhang Wenhao and the others looked at Jin Zeyang with pity. He was on the brink of death and didn’t even know it.

"My name is Qin Yi, Xia Yanbing’s husband."

Jin Zeyang was slightly taken aback, his eyes faintly flickering, "I heard Xia Yanbing married a crippled husband. I didn’t expect it to be you?"

"It is I." Qin Yi slightly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Jin Zeyang glanced at Liu Zhanyuan and the others, then looked at Qin Yi, "You, a cripple, really have some abilities to get these three to speak for you."

"Jin Zeyang, watch your mouth." Zhang Wenhao said angrily.

Jin Zeyang disdainfully looked at Zhang Wenhao, "Director Zhang, Director Liu, Manager Dong, you are all reputable figures. What did this cripple give you to get all three of you to move?"

Zhang Wenhao’s eyes turned fierce, and he was about to rush over to deal with Jin Zeyang.

Qin Yi slightly waved his hand to stop Zhang Wenhao.

"Jin Zeyang, call your father and have him come to see me." Qin Yi said indifferently.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think my father will come just because you want to see him?" Jin Zeyang said disdainfully.

"Manager Dong, this Huatai is your family’s property, is this how you treat guests? Just barging into their rooms?"

Jin Zeyang wildly put down the bottle and picked up a wine glass, sipped it with relish, and said with a strange smile, "Gentlemen, don’t blame me for not giving you face. Whatever benefits this kid gave you, it’s useless. Xia Yanbing is mine."

"Kid, if you’re sensible, let Xia Yanbing come to me obediently. If you please me, maybe I’ll spare your life. Otherwise, I’ll have someone chop you up to feed the dogs."

Qin Yi’s eyes were indifferent as water, slowly extending his hand, his five fingers suddenly clenched.

Boom!

The wine glass in Jin Zeyang’s hand exploded directly, embedding into his face like blades.

"Ah..." Jin Zeyang let out a slaughtered-pig-like scream, wanting to cover his face yet not daring to touch it, his whole face was pierced with glass fragments, blood streaming down.

"There’s still time to call Jin Wenchang now, or else he may not even get to see your corpse." Qin Yi said indifferently.

Jin Zeyang screamed miserably, "What kind of demon art did you use, my face, my face..."

Qin Yi’s clothes fluttered without wind, and the entire room’s air boiled and churned, like a massive invisible hand stirring up a towering wave.

Jin Zeyang, terrified to find himself gripped by an invisible hand, unable to move.

Qin Yi slowly flexed his fingers.

Crack, crack...!

The piercing sound of bones cracking came from Jin Zeyang’s body.

"Ah... ah..." Jin Zeyang howled in pain, the invisible hand gripping him was tightening, several of his bones snapping.

"Spare me, spare me... spare me..."

Jin Zewen howled in pain, begging for mercy.

Liu Zhanyuan and the other two had their backs soaked. Although they had seen Qin Yi perform such means before, every time they saw it, their hearts trembled with fear.

Qin Yi slowly let go, the violent air in the room instantly calmed, Jin Zewen collapsed on the ground, gasping for air like a fish on the brink of dying.

Qin Yi formed a claw with his hand, Jin Zewen let out a miserable scream again, as the glass fragments from his face were pulled out by Qin Yi from a distance.

Those glass fragments slowly flew over and hovered in front of Qin Yi, each piece carrying bloodstains.

"Tell Jin Wenchang to roll over and see me as soon as possible. For each minute he’s late, I’ll cut off a piece of your flesh."

Jin Zeyang was terrified to madness, frantically grabbing the phone from the sofa to call Jin Wenchang.

Whoosh!

Qin Yi flicked his fingers, and a piece of glass burst out like a cold gleam.

Jin Zeyang let out a scream, the flesh on his shoulder being cut off by the glass fragment.

"Dad, dad, come save me, save me, come quickly... Huatai Hotel 2188, dad, save me... ah..."

Jin Zeyang suddenly screamed, fresh blood splattering from his back, leaving a five-centimeter-long wound from the glass fragment that had shot through.

Boom!

Jin Zeyang shrieked in terror, the phone in his hand shattered by a piece of glass.

Qin Yi’s eyes remained indifferent, flicking his fingers lightly, sending a piece of glass shooting out like a cold light, Jin Zewen’s arm burst into a series of blood flowers.

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