"You … What do you want?" Goodman's face was covered in filth, and his face was swollen. He looked as miserable as he could be. Even a homeless man on the street would look better than Goodman.
Yang Chen casually threw away the empty bottle of Martell, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. He didn't reply, and only puffed out smoke rings from time to time.
Although there weren't many people on the street because it was the back door of the theater, Goodman's ugly appearance still attracted the attention of others.
Goodman had never been humiliated like this since he was young. Not only was his pride and the sense of superiority brought by his noble bloodline shattered, he didn't even have the courage to resist the man before him. This was the perfect time to say that living was worse than death.
"Mr … Mr Yang, I know I'm wrong. Please let me go … I … I'll give you all my assets. I won't dare to have any improper thoughts anymore …" Goodman wanted to cry, but no tears came out. His tears had already dried up when he was gang-raped by the black men.
What dignity? What pride? Those were all bullsh * t! Goodman's intestines were rotting with regret. His greed and evil thoughts had actually brought about such a disastrous outcome!
Yang Cheng finally spoke, "If a person can atone for his mistakes with money, then it's not illegal for the rich to kill the poor, right?"
Goodman choked on his words, not knowing what to say.
Yang Cheng waved his hand, signaling Goodman to stop begging. "How about this? I'm in a bad mood right now. If you can perform something for me and survive, I won't kill you."
"Perform … something?" Goodman swallowed his saliva and asked carefully, "May I know what it is?"
Don't tell me he's going to aim a gun at my head? No matter how good my performance is, won't I still die?!
Yang Cheng was expressionless as he said, "Bungee jumping."
Goodman was stunned. Bungee jumping?
Although he had never done such an extreme sport, Goodman knew that bungee jumping only looked thrilling and dangerous, but how many people would actually get into an accident because of it?!
Even if he was afraid of falling from a high altitude, bungee jumping was nothing in order to survive!
Goodman didn't doubt that Yang Cheng would kill him. Judging from the fact that Yang Cheng could return to the hotel safely, it was obvious that Yang Cheng was much more powerful than the Realm of Gods!
"Do you agree?" Yang Cheng asked.
Goodman nodded furiously. "Yes! Agree! I'll do it as many times as you want! "
Yang Cheng pinched the cigarette butt and threw it into the ditch by the roadside. Then, he grabbed one of Goodman's legs. Just like before, he dragged Goodman upside down and left in a flash.
A few passers-by thought that their eyes were playing tricks on them. There were clearly two figures there. How could they suddenly disappear?
Goodman was even more dizzy as he was lifted up and down. Looking at the distance between his head and the ground getting closer and closer, Goodman's heart couldn't take it anymore. He even fainted at one point.
The bright lights of Paris, the Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre, the Place de la Concorde, the Champs Elysees … Looking down at the fashion capital of the world from above, one would unwittingly be mesmerized.
The cold wind blew at Yang Chen's long hair, causing his shirt to stick tightly to his body, outlining the outline of his well-defined muscles.
Beneath Yang Cheng's feet, Goodman, who was completely naked, felt an unprecedented chill. He finally woke up from his coma.
Feeling as though he was surrounded by cold, hard metal, Goodman looked around in a daze. However, this glance immediately caused him to scream in shock!
Goodman suddenly realized that he could see the night view of the entire Paris city center from where he was lying!
The entire building was made of pure metal. Having been in France for so many years, Goodman could easily tell that this was the Eiffel Tower!
Tourists from all over the world would come to visit this hollow tower in the Place de la Concorde. It wasn't that Goodman hadn't been here before. In fact, he had been here countless times. The problem was that he had never laid on the top of the Eiffel Tower naked before!
For ordinary tourists, they could only go up to the first floor of the tower. Going further up, not only would the tickets be expensive, it would also be equivalent to going up a skyscraper.
However, that kind of tour was always inside the tower. Who would have thought that he would fall from the top of the three-hundred-meter-tall tower if he wasn't careful?!
Goodman felt that the blood in his body was about to freeze. His body couldn't stop trembling. It wasn't just the temperature, but also the fear and panic that emanated from the bottom of his heart.
"Mr … Mr Yang …" Goodman was almost crying as he said, "Why did you bring me here … Didn't … Didn't you say bungee jumping …"
Goodman couldn't figure out how Yang Chen managed to reach the top of the iron tower. There weren't any means of transportation here, and the iron tower wasn't receiving guests anymore. Could it be that Yang Chen dragged him up the three-hundred-meter-tall iron tower by himself?!
That was indeed the case. To Yang Cheng, reaching the top of the Eiffel Tower was just a matter of seconds.
Lowering his head to glance at Goodman, Yang Cheng said, "That's right. It's bungee jumping. From here."
"Ah?!"
Goodman was dumbfounded. Bungee jumping from the Eiffel Tower?! And from the top of the three-hundred-meter-tall tower?!
Not to mention that the structure of the tower was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, it was impossible for bungee jumping. There wasn't even any equipment here. Wouldn't jumping be a dead end?!
"Why? You're not jumping? Don't you remember that you promised? "Yang Cheng lowered his head and looked at him expressionlessly.
Goodman's face was stiff. Using his remaining strength, he begged, "Mr Yang … There isn't any equipment here. Even if you want me to bungee jump from here, you need a rope to tie me up. Otherwise, it's basically suicide …"
Yang Cheng shrugged. "I only asked you to bungee jump. I didn't say that I would tie you up with a rope. You've already promised to show me something. You can't go back on your words. Go down."
Goodman opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Yang Cheng's foot had already landed on his waist …
"Ah!" His scream tore through the sky, but it was still blown away by the wind.
Just like that, the man fell from the top of the Eiffel Tower. His body collided, twisted, broke, deformed, and scraped against the metal structure of the tower …
Fresh blood dyed the tower red, but it was quickly dried up by the wind.
Yang Cheng didn't look at Goodman's current state. If it wasn't for his bad mood, he wouldn't have bothered to torture Goodman to death.
Yang Cheng didn't feel good about this kind of torture either. The swelling pain in his head was the best proof.
However, Yang Cheng didn't regret it. He had reminded Goodman before, but the latter still chose to betray him. In that case, falling naked from the top of the Eiffel Tower was the best way to bid him farewell.
When the sun rose, the Frenchman would find this miserable corpse. But the police couldn't really investigate anything, because when they found out that it was related to them, they would give up the investigation.
The French police and the Security Bureau were now under Fodessa's control.
As for who would take over the director position of Yu Lei International in Europe after Goodman's death, Yang Cheng didn't care. Lin Ruoxi would always be able to come up with a reasonable arrangement.
Thinking of Lin Ruoxi, Yang Cheng's headache intensified. The sense of satisfaction he felt after killing Goodman immediately vanished.
After being exposed to the cold wind for a while, Yang Cheng returned to his hotel room like a shadow. Just as he entered the room, he happened to see his phone on the bedside table ringing.
It was already midnight in France, but it was still noon in Hua Xia. Yang Cheng didn't find it strange that someone was calling.
He picked up the phone and saw that it was from Mo Qianni. Before he came to France, he had stayed in Mo Qianni's room with Qiangwei. The three of them had slept together for a night before coming to France. Could it be that this woman couldn't help but miss me after not seeing me for a few days?
Thinking that he still had a few confidantes in Hua Xia who were eagerly waiting for him to return, Yang Cheng's worries were finally alleviated.
That's right. Even if it's for these women who have given their love to me, I should cheer up. Isn't it just Sister Lin having a cold war with me again? There will always be a chance to break the ice wall like before!
"Little Qianqian, it's already midnight in France, yet you're still calling. It seems like you're missing you!" Yang Cheng picked up the phone and joked.
After all, a strong-willed woman like Mo Qianni, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, wouldn't act coquettishly at him for no reason. Besides, she was already busy with work. If he didn't look for her, she might not even find the time to contact him.
The person on the other end of the phone didn't immediately answer, as if she couldn't answer.
Yang Cheng was puzzled. What was wrong with Mo Qianni? Could it be that she had something to say that she couldn't say? However, in the next second, Yang Cheng was stunned.
"It's me, I'm the girl's mother." A familiar woman's voice suddenly came from the phone.
Yang Cheng almost dropped his phone on the ground. Damn! Mo Qianni's mother? Wasn't that Ma Guifang whom he had met in Chuan Province back then? His mother-in-law … One of them!?
Just like a daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law, it was inevitable that she would be reserved. No matter how domineering Yang Cheng was outside, he still felt a little awkward when he met his woman's relatives. He felt guilty in his heart, so naturally, there was something wrong.
"Hehe, so it's our mother. Why is she using Qianni's phone to make this call? Seriously, Qianni didn't even give mom a phone …" As Yang Cheng said this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Wasn't Ma Guifang in Chuan Province? Why would she have Mo Qianni's phone? Could it be that Mo Qianni had returned to her hometown these few days?
He quickly asked, "Mom, did Qianni return to her hometown?"
Ma Guifang smiled warmly, "No, this girl is busy all day. It's just that I haven't been feeling well recently, so I took the train to Zhonghai. I'm old, so I have to give in and rely on my children to take care of me … "
Although Ma Guifang was a woman from a village in the mountains, Yang Cheng knew very well that his mother-in-law was definitely a wise woman. Otherwise, she wouldn't have raised a daughter like Mo Qianni. Although Mo Qianni only got to her position with the help of the old CEO of Yu Lei, before coming to Zhonghai, it was her mother, Ma Guifang, who taught her.
At this time, what Ma Guifang said sounded simple, but in fact, it revealed a lot of information. First, she was not in good health, but because no one went back to see her, she could only come to Zhonghai with her sick body to rely on her daughter. This was undoubtedly because she was dissatisfied that the younger generation didn't care enough about her. Second, Ma Guifang said "children" and not "daughter", so it was obvious that she had already regarded Yang Cheng as her son-in-law. However, this son-in-law of Yang Cheng, since the last time he left Sichuan Province, they didn't have any contact at all, not to mention that he didn't know where Ma Guifang was.
Yang Cheng understood this logic, and cold sweat dripped down his back. His mother-in-law's words were gentle and soft, but it made him full of guilt, and he wanted to immediately fly back to Zhonghai to kowtow and apologize to her.
"Mom, please don't say that. I know I was wrong, and I was careless and insensible. I'm abroad now, but I'll be back soon. When I get back, I'll immediately prepare a table of delicious food and drinks to welcome you, mom … But Qianni is really too much, why didn't she tell me that mom wasn't feeling well, and didn't tell me that you came to Zhonghai? Otherwise, I'd rather not go abroad and wait in Zhonghai! "Yang Cheng said words that even he didn't believe, and his tone was full of remorse.
Ma Guifang didn't know whether to believe it or not, but hearing the tone on the phone, she felt a lot more comfortable, and said, "You all have your own work, how can an old woman like me be a burden to you? Yang Cheng, I also miss you a lot, that's why I asked Nizi to teach me how to call you. You don't have to worry, I just had a problem with my lumbar vertebrae a while ago, maybe it's because I'm tired from farm work. At my age, I'm not forgiving, so it's nothing serious. "
Yang Cheng was stunned, and said, "Qianni is next to you?"
"Yes, do you want to talk to her? I'll give her the phone, "Ma Guifang said.
"No, no, no." Yang Cheng hurriedly denied it. How could he change it at this time? Wasn't it obvious that he had tricked his daughter away and didn't want his mother? Even if he really had that intention, he couldn't do it, "Mom, look at what you're saying, it's as if I'm a heartless person. Although I miss Qianni, I still want to chat with Mom a little more."
Ma Guifang finally laughed, looking very happy, "You, you're also a smooth talker, don't think that I don't know, what's there to talk about with an old woman like me? Alright, stop pretending, I'll give the phone to the girl, you two can talk."
Yang Cheng blushed with shame. Ginger was still spicier than ginger. Maybe they had already seen through his tricks and just didn't point it out.
The phone was passed on. First, Mo Qianni's coquettish voice could be heard, as if she was embarrassed by what Ma Guifang had said. Then, she said to Yang Cheng, "Your acting skills are too bad. You're so hypocritical, and my mother saw through it immediately."
"Oh my, Little Qianqian, you can't blame me for this. Mother-in-law has fiery eyes, she can even see through my thoughts on the phone!" Yang Cheng smiled bitterly.
Mo Qianni giggled, as if Ma Guifang's arrival in Zhong Hai had made her feel a lot happier. She said, "When are you coming back?"
Yang Cheng laughed evilly, "What, little Qianqian misses her husband? Or is it hard to sleep? Didn't you and Qiangwei play with each other? I saw that you guys had a lot of fun back then. "
"You're going to die!" Mo Qianni cursed in a low voice, "My mom is in the kitchen, speak softly … Oh no! Who's playing with women? What nonsense are you spouting? If it wasn't for you, why would Qiangwei and I sleep together for no reason? "
"We're all a family in the future, so we need to get along well. It's good to sleep together, so I don't have to split up to look for him." Yang Cheng laughed shamelessly.
Mo Qianni was too lazy to talk about this kind of topic with this guy. She snorted and said, "It's fine if you don't want to talk about it properly. I originally wanted to know when you would be back so that I could plan how to face my mother. You're so unreliable. If my mother finds out and opposes us, I won't be bothered to stand on your side. "
Yang Cheng thought for a moment and suddenly realized, "Little Qianqian, you can't be saying that our mother … …" Will she live in Zhong Hai from now on? "
"What is it? Can't I? " Mo Qianni's voice immediately became a bit cold. She had always wanted to let her mother enjoy her old age in the city and take care of her. Previously, Ma Guifang was afraid of dragging her daughter down and refused to come to Zhong Hai. Now that she finally came to Zhong Hai with the treatment of her lumbar spine, how could Mo Qianni let her mother go back to live alone again?
Yang Cheng knew that Mo Qianni misunderstood his meaning and smiled helplessly, "Silly girl, didn't you hear me say 'our mother'? It's' our ', not' you '. How could I not want our mother to live by our side."
Mo Qianni's tone then softened, "I'm a bit sensitive about this matter, sorry … But we really need to think about our matter. I can't be with you often and you have so many women around you. My mother will see the problem sooner or later. I'm worried … I'm worried that she won't be able to accept it."
Nonsense, which parent would be happy to accept their daughter as a man's lover? Uh … that old man An Zaihuan didn't count.
"This matter can't be explained in a short time on the phone. When I go back, we'll discuss it in detail. Confess what needs to be confessed, explain what needs to be explained, and hide what needs to be hidden. Don't just focus on work, Yu Lei won't collapse without you. Spend more time with our mother. Didn't you hear her complain that you're always too busy? "Yang Cheng said.
Mo Qianni agreed obediently. She did listen to his words, but it was really hard to say whether she would be able to do it or not.
After saying a few more words of love, the two hung up the phone.
In the darkness, Yang Cheng sighed. On this side, Lin Ruoxi's side had fallen into a deadlock. Not only did he have to take care of Tang Wan and Choi Yeon's matters when he returned to Zhong Hai, he also had to worry about Mo Qianni and her mother. The worst thing was that Mo Qianni's current residence was Qiangwei's, they were neighbors! What should he do?!
Just when Yang Cheng was too lazy to think too much and was about to lie down on the bed to sleep, he frowned and looked in the direction of the balcony.
"It's you?"
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