The Mafia King's awakening - Anger (6)

Chang Fang turned cold upon this gang's intrusion. It was a death wish they came looking for, especially now that Wei was here.

Who would dare attack our base, knowing that we work under the Mafia King?

Lang Min laughed. "I will be free now! Quick! Untie me!"

The leader of the gang signaled the man beside him.

"All of you stay put while we take him away. If you move even a single muscle, you are dead."

But before anything could happen, a shadow appeared before them like a ghost and two of the men already dropped dead. The leader looked aghast at the toppling bodies with his eyes popping out of his sockets in horror.

Who? When?

Only Fu Renshu understood what happened. "Boss! Let me deal with them."

But the next of his words couldn't come out as he saw Wei grabbing the leader's neck single-handedly as his dark gaze danced in danger and pure bloodlust.

If Wei previously admitted that he was extremely angry, then the fury he held right at this moment crossed all the boundaries.

And all because of a single wound on Lihua.

Just a few moments ago when Wei pushed Lihua along with him from the bullet, he felt that he saved her. But as he toppled onto her on the ground, he saw a thin line of blood trickle down her arm.

Despite him covering her, he was a fraction of a second late and the bullet narrowly grazed Lihua's arm.

And it was the first time...that the sight of someone's blood flowing out sent him to a frenzy of fury.

The Mafia King had killed people. The Mafia King had seen blood spilled out numerous times in his life until now.

But the Mafia King couldn't tolerate the sight of Lihua getting hurt.

His heart was instantly consumed with the killing intent to end their lives. And before he knew it, he already killed two goons.

Wei's jaw gnashed as he dug his fingers into his neck. "Did you shoot?"

The leader paled. His face was turning blue due to breathlessness. Wei smelled the gun powder coming off his gun. His sharp nose instantly detected the familiar smell.

"You hurt her…" he strangled his neck until he started gagging. "You hurt her!"

Wei roared for the first time like that. His angry voice loudly echoed throughout the base. Even Chang Fang and his subordinates froze in fear while Lang Min wet his pants with the invisible pressure building upon him.

Fu Renshu saw Lihua slowly getting up in a daze. She looked confused.

If she saw Boss like that, then she would know everything, Fu Renshu thought.

He swiftly grabbed her, taking advantage of her confusion. "It's dangerous here. Boss has ordered me to take you with me."

"Huh…? Dangerous...But Boss…"

"Don't worry about him. Let's go."

There was one other goon left alive but Fu Renshu was just as adept in fighting as Wei. He easily dealt with him and took her away.

The sound of Wei gritting his teeth made the leader cower in fear.

"I-I will die…"

Saliva started to dribble down from the side of his mouth. He felt an insurmountable pressure crushing his larynx. But the anger in Wei's eyes refused to die down. He wasn't satisfied so he pulled his arm back and with deadly force smashed his head on the wall.

Blood splattered in all directions which stained his clothes too. The patch of the wall turned dark crimson. The leader felt a crushing blow to his skull and he died instantly.

Lang Min froze in horror.

"You hurt Lihua. Your bullet hit her...How dare you…"

Sheer anger consumed him to the point that he didn't realize that the leader was already dead. He kept hitting and smashing his head to purge the fury inside him.

The anger that never surfaced in all these years due to his upbringing was suddenly unleashed like a storm. It could be compared to a hero who gains a newfound superpower that he has trouble controlling.

The leader's face was already messed up and unrecognizable.

Chang Fang gulped. One of his subordinates fearfully whispered, "Boss, we should stop him…"

It was suicide talking to him, but…

"B-Boss…" Chang Fang steeled himself.

Wei stopped and his dark gaze landed on him. He jolted.

"T-that he is a-already dead…" He sweated a lot as he stammered.

Wei's eyes narrowed further. He threw away the leader and started walking towards Chang Fang.

"B-Boss...I-I…"

He thought he would kill him too. Instead, Wei passed by him. Chang Fang peeked and saw his tall figure threateningly tower on top of Lang Min.

Lang Min was as white as a sheet.

"S-stay away from me…"

Wei grabbed his jaw with such force that he felt his teeth tearing out of his gums. Tears pooled in his eyes.

In a very low and quiet voice, Wei said, "You claimed Lihua as your mistress."

He widened his eyes. He wanted to speak but he was unable to with the crushing force gripping his jaw tightly.

"A mistress is someone with who a cheater husband has an illicit relationship with. Do you mean that you slept with Lihua? You touched her?"

His grasp tightened. "Is that what you want to imply?"

Lang Min vigorously shook his head in denial.

"You spoke dirty about Lihua," he squinted his eyes, "so you don't need that tongue anymore."

In a flash, Wei forced open his mouth and severed his tongue with his bare hand. It was over even before Lang Min could understand anything.

Lang Min couldn't even shout. Blood filled his mouth. The pain set in. His eyes rolled back in extreme pain and he slumped back in unconsciousness. He was going to die soon with all the blood loss.

Wei wiped his hand and turned towards Chang Fang. After witnessing two deaths, he had lost all his hope of surviving the Mafia King's wrath.

Wei emotionlessly said, "Your turn now."