Chapter 76: One Day, I Will Kill You

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Tang Si Xiu curled his lip, sketching a cold and mocking arc. His downcast eyes slowly lifted, the brewing storm in their depths fixed on him, "I merely allowed my beloved little rabbit teacher to see your true face - the beast behind the man's mask. But I haven't told little rabbit teacher who you killed; you guess, if little rabbit teacher knew that you even…"

"Be quiet!" Tang Yucheng's voice cut him off, icy and cold. A hint of complex emotion flashed in his eyes, gone as quickly as it came, replaced by the familiar coldness.

With his eyes closed and taking a deep breath, he warned coldly, “If you dare to say anything more to your aunt or involve her in this, I will send you out of the country immediately. You might not be able to step foot in Beis City for ten years.”

"You dare!" Tang Xiuxiu glared angrily, her fists clenched tightly, killing intent bursting forth.

"I have this ability, you can try to challenge my bottom line and see if I dare."

Seizing his weakness, Tang Yucheng's powerful aura instantly overwhelmed him, as if he were an emperor ruling over all living beings under heaven.

Domineering, cold and ruthless!

Tang Si's chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing coming in short gasps. His eyes burned with a fury that threatened to consume everything.

Damn him, he actually dared to threaten him with the inability to see Miss Bunny Rabbit again.

"Tang Yucheng, one day I will kill you and take Xiao Tu from your grasp." He gritted his teeth and swore with hatred.

Men of the Tang family have always been incredibly strong and extraordinary.

Although younger than Tang Yucheng, the powerful aura he unleashed in an instant was already six to seven points of Tang Yucheng's. If given another ten or eight years, he would be able to rival or even surpass Tang Yucheng.

"You think you can kill me" Tang Yucheng coldly hooked up a mocking arc mixed with a hint of imperceptible bitterness and pain, and then arrogantly said, "Si Xiu, I waited for you for ten years, and you might not even be able to kill me."

"No need for ten years," Tang Xiu coldly snorted, his voice as cold and hard as ice, "Eight years. I will kill you. If you haven't killed me by then."

He knew very well that with his current abilities, he was no match for this man. But one day, he would be so powerful that the man would crawl at his feet begging for mercy.

One day, he will expose his hypocrisy to Ms. Bunny.

“I won’t kill you, then I’ll wait for eight years.” Tang Yucheng looked at him, a hint of admiration flashing in his deep eyes, and then coldly said again, “You can try to kill me, but if you involve your aunt again, I will make sure you never see her for the rest of your life.”

After finishing his words, he turned away coldly. As he reached the door, he stopped, "If you can't make yourself stronger than me, you'll never be able to kill me."

This time, Tang Yucheng was shrouded in an aura of aloof coldness. He left without looking back.

Downstairs, he lowered his voice and coldly instructed Zhong the Butler, "Please have a doctor come over later to take a look at him. Don't mention me."

"Yes, Second Master," Zhong the Butler replied respectfully.

Understanding the Second Master's intentions, if Young Master Xi knew that the doctor was invited by the Second Master, Young Master Xi would undoubtedly refuse without hesitation, and he might even refuse all future checkups.

As Tang Yucheng left the Yun Ding Villa, he glanced back at the luxurious villa before him. He got into his car and drove away, leaving everything behind.

After driving away from Yun Ding Villa for a while, Tang Yucheng slowly parked the car on the roadside.

Leaning his elbows on the car window, he closed his eyes and rubbed his aching temples. After a while, he picked up the cigarette case from the dashboard and took out a cigarette, lighting it...

Slowly exhaled white smoke enveloped the handsome and profound face, hazy and unreal. The white mist concealed the already cracked mask of disguise.

He lit three cigarettes in a row, but the emotions still welled up inside him. He rubbed his temples and started the car again...

******

in the middle of the night

Inside, a spring dance was being performed. Suddenly, the ring of a cellphone broke the moment, startling Tang Mo Qing Ye almost to ruin.

He muttered under his breath, but didn't bother with the still-ringing phone. After quickly adjusting his mood, he treated the ringtone as music accompaniment and continued to work hard on the alluring woman.

But the caller was persistent, the phone kept ringing, going on and off three or four times.

Tang Mo Qing was awakened in the night by a phone call. He flipped out of bed angrily and answered, roaring, "Damn it! Whoever you are, better make this call worth my while, otherwise I'll make your life miserable."

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang Mo," the voice on the phone trembled, "It's Second Master...Second Master is here drunk, BOSS asked me to tell...to tell you to come pick up Second Master..."

"Is your boss blind He needs to go to an eye doctor." Tang Moqing cursed angrily, and before the other party could speak, he hung up the phone.

His second older brother rarely touched alcohol, let alone got drunk.

As soon as I got into bed, my phone started ringing again.

This time, the other party learned to be clever and took the initiative to speak, "President Tang, President Tang Mo, my boss isn't blind. If you don't believe me, I'll send you a text message."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone, fearing that Tang Moqing's wrath would also engulf him.

"Damn it, he dared to hang up on me. Besides my second brother, no one else dares to hang up on me." Tang Moqing's face was twisted with fury, but not in a ferocious way. Instead, it was alluringly perverse.

No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard the sound of a text message notification. He glanced at it, then quickly picked up his clothes from the floor and put them on.

The movements are like flowing water, incredibly smooth and fluid.

Like a gust of wind, it vanished within the room.

Half an hour later

Tang Mo stared at the face of a bartender waiting at the door, "Where is my second brother"

"The Second Master is in the private room, Mr. Tang Mo, please follow me." The attendant said tremblingly, and quickly led him the way.

Passing through the bar hall, walking down the long corridor, and finally stopping in front of a private room at the end, the waiter pushed open the door for him.

Tang Moqing narrowed his eyes, taking a moment to adjust to the dim lighting of the private room. He saw Tang Yucheng sitting quietly on the sofa, as if asleep, with countless wine bottles neatly arranged on the table.

He had never seen his second brother get drunk and argue with his second sister-in-law Impossible, the two were in a good relationship.

If even the only possibility has been ruled out, then what on earth is going on

Tang Mo's brows furrowed high above his eyes, and he strode towards him.

"Second Brother," he called out in front of Tang Yucheng, the heavy scent of alcohol mixed with smoke, causing his brows to furrow even deeper.

Seeing no reaction, he took a deep breath and bent down to lift Tang Yucheng horizontally. He told the waiter, "I'll take charge of Second Master's account."

"Yes."

The waiter respectfully responded and followed him to see him off.

After leaving the bar, Tang Yucheng was put in the car, and Tang Moqing sat behind the wheel, gasping for breath and clenching his aching arm.

After letting off some steam, he drove away.Liancheng motioned for her to bend down, then whispered in her ear: “A Ye saw you give me flowers after that, his face didn’t look too good, he must be jealous. When you go back later, if you pass by...