Live-in Son-in-law
Chapter 20: Divine Ghost Techniques

Chapter 20: Chapter 20: Divine Ghost Techniques

"Qin Yi, who exactly are you?" Dong Zhiping felt a chill in his bones. The abilities Qin Yi displayed were unheard of, unseen, and utterly astonishing.

Qin Yi looked at him, about to speak, but then Dong Zhiping said, "Forget it, don’t tell me. I understand the more I know, the more dangerous it is."

Qin Yi replied blandly, "Dong, I’m just an ordinary person, now just someone worried about his sister. I won’t harm you."

Dong Zhiping felt a chill inside. An ordinary person could have such divine ghost techniques?

"Dong, I’m not in a convenient position to come forward, I’ll have to trouble you with Wan’er’s matters. Everyone who bullies Wan’er will pay a heavy price. Once it’s done, I guarantee you a lifetime without worries," Qin Yi said calmly as he looked at Dong Zhiping.

Dong Zhiping slowly exhaled, "Don’t worry, even if you didn’t promise anything, I wouldn’t let those guys off. You saved Xiaorui, and I still owe you for that favor."

"Thank you, Dong!"

"Since you’re still calling me Dong, it means you’re still the Qin Yi I knew before. Even if you’re an immortal, as long as you don’t mind, I am still your friend."

Qin Yi chuckled lightly, "What immortal sits in a wheelchair?"

Dong Zhiping wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "I’m afraid you don’t want to stand. If you want to, you definitely can."

Qin Yi smiled, "Then I’ll leave Wan’er’s matter to you. I’ll wait outside and consider what gift to bring to your house for the old man tomorrow. I shouldn’t go empty-handed, right?"

Dong Zhiping immediately understood Qin Yi’s intentions and laughed, "It’s supposed to be the old man thanking you, but since you want to bring a gift, I’ll give you a hint. The old man lacks nothing but loves tea. Bring some tea, and he’ll surely be pleased."

"Alright, tea it is!" Qin Yi said with a smile.

"I’ll have someone send you down."

Qin Yi nodded slightly.

Dong Zhiping had someone escort Qin Yi downstairs and then went to Qin Wan’er’s private room.

He Ping and the others shivered when they saw Dong Zhiping return.

"Boss, while you were away, I got a clearer picture of how things went down," Wuzi recounted the events from beginning to end.

Dong Zhiping’s face turned sullen. So that’s how it was? Everything was a conspiracy against Qin Wan’er, pre-planned to deal with her.

"He Ping? Your name and mine both have ’Ping,’ but you’ve truly sullied it, you animal," Dong Zhiping said with disgust, waving his hand, "Let’s start with him, ten slaps each."

He Ping was scared out of his wits. His classmate had bled from the mouth and lost two teeth after four or five slaps. With ten slaps, he feared for his life.

"Mr. Dong, you can’t touch me. My dad is He Tianhua of He Lian Food Company. He’s got business with you. You know each other," He Ping shouted in terror.

"He Tianhua? I know your dad, indeed we have business dealings," Dong Zhiping said.

He Ping’s face lit up, "Mr. Dong, since we’re acquaintances, please show mercy. I’m willing to apologize to Qin Wan’er."

Dong Zhiping sneered, "Wuzi, remind me to terminate dealings with He Tianhua tomorrow. With so many food factories in Yinfeng City, we aren’t short of one."

"Yes, boss!" Wuzi replied solemnly.

He Ping was dumbfounded. His dad had told him repeatedly that the Dong Family was their biggest client. He intended to connect, not lose their biggest client.

"A father who doesn’t teach is at fault; crooked above, crooked below. Judging by your behavior, He Tianhua isn’t much better," Dong Zhiping snorted coldly, waving his hand.

Wuzi strode towards He Ping.

"Mr. Dong, spare me, spare me..."

Wuzi’s grip on his throat blocked his pleas. Once so arrogant, now He Ping was like a chick being hoisted, Wuzian’s large hands delivering slaps to his face.

The room echoed with crisp slaps.

The onlookers trembled in fear, one girl collapsed to the floor in sheer terror.

After several slaps, Wuzi tossed He Ping to the ground. Everyone glanced over, inhaling sharply in shock, shivering like quails.

He Ping’s face was swollen like a pig’s face, blood smeared, frothing from his mouth, eyes rolling back, twitching occasionally to show he was alive. Wuzi, a former underground fighter, hit hard, and those ten slaps felt like his head would split open.

"Don’t stop, continue." Dong Zhiping waved.

Wuzi approached another boy, who screamed and collapsed but was lifted by the neck by Wuzi. After ten slaps, his face was in tatters, and he lay twitching, moaning in agony.

The room resonated only with the crisp sound of slaps.

Each slap sent a shudder through the witnesses, as if the slaps landed on their own faces.

Dong Zhiping looked at the trembling server by the door, "You, come here."

The server shivered all over, walking over shakily.

"Have you been here the whole time?" Dong Zhiping asked.

The server nodded hastily.

"And you watched the show unfold? If it were your sister being bullied, would you remain indifferent? Take your wage and get out. Your face disgusts me," Dong Zhiping waved with irritation.

"Boss, I..." The server’s face was pale. Though just a server job, the pay was better than a corporate white-collar job, and she got it through connections. She didn’t want to lose it.

"Out!" Dong Zhiping roared, nearly causing the server to fall, unable to form a complete sentence.

"Escort her out, and have her supervisor fired too. Also, tell the manager of this floor to wait in my office," Dong Zhiping ordered angrily.

A bodyguard dragged the server out.

"Boss, what about the girls?" Wuzi asked.

The group celebrating Zhang Xiaoyou’s birthday, along with Qin Wan’er, numbered fifteen, eight boys and seven girls. Now, eight boys were lying on the ground like beaten dogs.

Dong Zhiping’s eyes darkened, sneering, "Men, women, they don’t even count as humans. What’s the distinction?"

Wuzi understood, the boss meant not sparing anyone, male or female.

"Wan’er, save me, save me. I was wrong, I’m worse than a pig, not human. I’m begging you..." Zhang Xiaoyou collapsed in fear as Wuzi approached. Ten slaps would ruin her face.

Qin Wan’er was also terrified. Looking at the boys on the ground, her body trembled, face ashen.

"Wan’er, we were wrong, we know we were wrong. Please plead with Mr. Dong to spare us, please..." One girl was so scared she kowtowed, crying out for mercy.

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