398 One Almighty Slap
*Crack*
*Buzz*
*Buzz*
The silver dog collar clamped on to Zhuang Bifan's neck; it emitted silver flashes resembling electric currents that sealed his movements. However, they were not electric currents – but something unexplainable for the mundane world!
"What… What the hell is going on? Why can't I move?" Zhuang Bifan was stunned. He tried to struggle, only to find that he could not even move his own fingers.
"I… I don't know…" Lan Mengchen was extremely shocked too – she had never seen such an object in her life.
"Zhuang Bifan! It's time to settle our old score!" An old, husky voice was heard outside the room. The door swung open and a man dressed in full-black while wearing the mask of a demon face entered. He was none other than Chen Xiaobei, who was using True Sound to change his voice.
The silver choker was the Heavenly Dog Collar that he acquired earlier; like his Fire Wheels replica, it was another single-use item. Any person it latches on would not be able to move for an hour.
"Who are you…" Zhuang Bifan asked, puzzled and unable to recall when he offended a Jianghu elite. "I don't think I know you… Since when did I offend you? What kind of old score are we talking about?"
Although Guiyan Mansion appear peaceful and quiet from the outside, it was filled with security guards patrolling the compound around the clock. Powerful Jianghu elites were disguised amongst them as well, making it impossible to sneak inside the mansion without alerting the whole place.
However, the man in black robe managed to sneak into the room without alerting the security guards at all; he had also ingeniously used a mystical item to bind Zhuang Bifan. To him, Chen Xiaobei was definitely a legendary Jianghu elite!
"Master… You… Don't come near me… Let's talk about it… I can apologize… I can give you money and women … We can talk about anything, just let me go!" Zhuang Bifan was petrified.
His forehead sweated profusely and his pupils contracted while his limbs turned ice-cold. He felt as if he faced the reaper! Unable to even shift a finger, there was little wonder that he was scared out of his wits.
Ding!
[Cultivation: Pinnacle phase of Qi refining stage. Health: 20000. Combat power: 20000.]
Chen Xiaobei chortled icily after scanning Zhuang Bifan with this Netherspirit Battlescouter. It was fascinating to see a man with twenty thousand combat power panicking like a puppy.
"Lan Mengchen! Go to the master now! Quick!" Zhuang Bifan shouted as he saw that the marauder was unmoved by any his offers. "Lan Mengchen! Why are you still sitting there? The whole Lan Family will die if something bad happens to me! My great-grandma likes you, but you know my dad's temper as well! I'm not kidding!"
"I… I'll go to him…" Lan Mengchen paled as her eyes welled with tears; it was her duty to obey every word of his.
"Master! Check out this chick! Like what you see? Her pretty face and body proportions definitely wouldn't lose to the two legendary belles of Dragon City! More importantly, she's still a virgin – you can enjoy her before I do, so come on. Let's talk about it!" Zhuang Bifan was trying everything to please Chen Xiaobei. It goes without saying that the prick did not cherish Lan Mengchen at all, and would readily give her up at any given moment.
"Animal!" Chen Xiaobei was incensed hearing Zhuang's words.
*Slap! *
*Slap! *
*Slap! *
Chen Xiaobei grabbed Zhuang Bifan's neck with one hand and slapped him with the other; making sure to raise his combat power to seven thousand and six hundred before every smack. It was his full strength, and Zhuang Bifan could still feel the pain despite his own twenty thousand health. Still, it was like an adult being slapped by a child.
"Ouch… " Zhuang Bifan screamed in agony as he gradually lost his mind.
He was the heir to the Zhuang Family and always treated like a treasure. In short, he did whatever he wanted wherever he went. With cultivation and combat power that was outstanding for his age, nobody had ever laid a hand on him since he was a kid.
That was why Chen Xiaobei's slap in this very moment was the greatest humiliation he ever endured. This memory would stay with him long after he secured his family inheritance and became the most powerful person in China. There would be no end to his family's disgrace if others caught wind of this incident.
"Security… Help me… Urgh…"
Unable to think straight anymore, Zhuang Bifan started to cry out hysterically. However, he had no voice after Chen Xiaobei punctured a special spot beside his throat with a needle, and another four beside his ears and eyes. Zhuang Bifan was now blind, mute and deaf.
Chen Xiaobei then took out nine special silver needles and poked them into nine different spots on Zhuang's body.
"Urgh! Urgh…"
Zhuang Bifan began to shake uncontrollably as white foam floated out of his mouth. The veins were surfacing on his forehead as sweat dripped from his forehead like raindrops. The torment was imaginable though he could not scream.
Those nine needles were the Needles of Damnation from Grandma Rong, and the suffering from one alone could make a person beg for the mercy of death. At present, Chen Xiaobei had used all nine to make sure the asshole enjoyed the worst suffering ever!
"This…" Lan Xiaobei was relieved inside to see Zhuang Bifan being tortured in front of her. She had a deep desire to cheer and laugh out loud, but she just was not brave enough!
"Master! Please don't kill him… My family would be in big trouble if he dies now…" Lan Mengchen bit her lips and begged the mysterious man, in hope that he would show mercy.
"Pumpkin. The Lan Family will never be bothered as long as I'm alive!" Chen Xiaobei changed to his usual voice and took off his mask.
"Xiaobei!!!" Lan Mengchen exclaimed in disbelief. The familiar face gave her hope again, melting all her despair.
She felt as if she had just escaped from the gates of hell – every bit of her being was rejoicing. Unable to stop herself, she ran into his embrace.