Live-in Son-in-law
Chapter 88 This is a Warning

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 This is a Warning

Yinfeng City, Mangshan Road; this road usually has few vehicles.

But Fu Kangyong has to take this road to go home.

The black business Benz is comfortable, but Fu Kangyong feels like he’s on pins and needles, irritably yanking off his tie and angrily tossing it aside, his old face darkened with rage.

"Liu Zhanyuan, you bastard, dare to set me up, I won’t let you off the hook."

"And Xia Yanbing, Lin Hongzhuang, you two bitches, I’ll find someone to deal with you sooner or later."

Fu Kangyong’s fat, old face twists hideously, extremely terrifying.

The driver is shivering like a leaf.

Suddenly, with a bang, Fu Kangyong is flung up, his head slams hard into the car’s roof, nearly knocking him unconscious, followed by a dizzying whirl as his body bounces around inside the car.

The black Benz lies flipped on its back like a tortoise at the roadside, the entire car distorted beyond recognition.

A truck hauling sand and gravel has stopped in the middle of the road, its front end caved in.

A thin man wearing a mask and a cap jumps down from the truck, approaching the deformed Benz, making a bizarre clucking laugh.

The glass on the Benz is completely shattered, and Fu Kangyong is wedged upside down inside the car, unable to move, with blood dripping from his head, though he remains conscious, letting out painful groans.

The man squats down, peers in at Fu Kangyong.

"Help, help..." Fu Kangyong sees someone and urgently cries for help.

The man snickers coldly, "Chairman Fu, someone asked me to give you a message. It’s best to be honest in life, don’t go around threatening people, or misfortune will fall on yourself. Today is just a warning."

After speaking, the man gets back into his truck, driving away.

Fu Kangyong’s driver, wearing a seatbelt, fares much better than him. He struggles out of the deformed window and then uses all his strength to pull Fu Kangyong out.

"Chairman Fu, are you all right?"

Fu Kangyong looks as pale as if his parents died, shaking like a leaf.

"Chairman Fu, I’ll call an ambulance right away. Do you want to report this to the police?"

"Don’t call the police!" Fu Kangyong urgently responds, his voice trembling.

This is a warning, the man said it, and he heard it loud and clear.

Looking at the deformed car, Fu Kangyong trembles uncontrollably, his face white as a sheet.

...

Meanwhile, Qin Yi is on the phone with Liu Zhanyuan.

"Yes, well done, call Dong Zhiping tonight, I’ll treat you to dinner at the Taiyuan Hotel. Help me book a private room."

Qin Yi hangs up because Zhang Wenhao’s call is coming in.

"Master, the task is completed!"

"Won’t leave any traces, right?"

"No worries, Master; the car was a scrap modified one; it will be dismantled immediately, we’ve already destroyed the surveillance along the route."

"Good, you’ve done well! Tonight at Taiyuan Hotel, get in touch with Liu Zhanyuan to see which room they reserved?"

Ending the call, Qin Yi’s lips curl slightly, these people work very efficiently.

In the evening, as Qin Yi prepares to leave, Xia Yanbing and Lin Hongzhuang walk in, obviously in a good mood, chatting and laughing.

"Heading out?" Xia Yanbing asks, seeing Qin Yi at the doorway.

"Um... Brother Qin invited me to dinner."

Xia Yanbing nods, "Drink less, you can’t abuse alcohol with your legs."

Qin Yi nods.

"It’s not Dong Jinping, it’s Miss Lan inviting him, right?" Lin Hongzhuang again stirs up trouble for no reason.

Qin Yi looks at Xia Yanbing, "If you don’t believe me, I’ll call Brother Dong right now."

"No need, just kidding." Lin Hongzhuang sneers scornfully, "Who is Miss Lan anyways, how could she be interested in you?"

"Dong Zhiping is such a significant figure, how could he invite such a loser, like heaven and earth, what could they have to talk about?" Dong Jinsu sits on the sofa, full of disdain.

Qin Yi’s expression darkens slightly, this old woman truly can’t go a day without spewing nonsense.

Xia Yanbing frowns and says to Qin Yi, "Go early and come back early!"

Qin Yi nods, wheeling himself out. Since Qin Wan’er hasn’t returned home yet, he calls her outside to let her know so she won’t worry.

...

Taiyuan Hotel, top floor, the largest luxury private room.

Qin Yi looks at Liu Zhanyuan speechlessly, "Just the four of us, do we really need such a large private room?"

Liu Zhanyuan shrugs sheepishly, it’s a habit.

The food is excellent, and the wine is fine.

After eating and drinking, Qin Yi ensures the waiters leave, prohibiting anyone from entering.

The three all look at Qin Yi, knowing he must have something to instruct them.

"Director Liu, the matter today was handled well, you’ve worked hard recently," Qin Yi smiles.

Liu Zhanyuan hurriedly stands, reverently saying, "Serving Mr. Qin is my honor."

"You’ve done a lot for me. I should properly thank you. You’re not short of money, and I don’t have any. So, I’ll give you something else. Come over here."

Liu Zhanyuan is both apprehensive and flattered, hurriedly saying, "Mr. Qin, serving you is already satisfying enough, how can I accept your gift?"

"Stop babbling, quickly come over and take off your shirt," Qin Yi instructs.

Liu Zhanyuan dares not refuse further, though puzzled why he needs to undress for a gift?

He removes his shirt, revealing his somewhat flabby upper body, and steps up to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi slowly extends his hand, forcing a drop of blood from his fingertip. His palm then glows white, tracing patterns in the air like writing on paper, leaving trails of light.

Swiftly, a strange symbol materializes in the air, resembling a rune, flickering with a faint red light.

Liu Zhanyuan, Dong Zhiping, and Zhang Wenhao are all stunned, witnessing someone writing in mid-air for the first time.

Qin Yi flicks his finger, sending the pattern flying into Liu Zhanyuan’s chest, releasing a soft red glow before swiftly dissipating.

Liu Zhanyuan instinctively touches his chest, his face full of bewilderment.

"Mr. Qin, this is?"

Qin Yi instructs, "Step back, ten meters away from me."

Liu Zhanyuan moves backward until his back touches the wall.

Qin Yi then looks at Zhang Wenhao, "Give me your gun."

Zhang Wenhao, involved in shady dealings and having many enemies, often carries a gun. He rushes forward to hand it to Qin Yi, the muzzle still fitted with a silencer.

Qin Yi takes the weapon and abruptly fires it towards Liu Zhanyuan.

Liu Zhanyuan almost wets himself from fear.

Zhang Wenhao and Dong Zhiping, too, tremble with fright.

However, with a click, no bullets are fired.

"What’s going on, what kind of crappy gun is this?" Qin Yi frowns.

"Master, the safety is on," Zhang Wenhao quickly explains.

"Uh..." Qin Yi feels embarrassed, "I didn’t know the safety was on, do you need to point it out?"

"Blame my big mouth," Zhang Wenhao sweats profusely.

"This is the safety, right?" Qin Yi asks.

Zhang Wenhao nods.

Qin Yi switches the safety off and points the gun again at Liu Zhanyuan.

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