It was the next day in the morning. Wen Zhin woke up, took a shower, and got himself dressed while his body was sore as hell. Before he could even finish buttoning his shirt, someone knocked at the door. He stood up and went to open it.
"Here's the compensation for your service last night, and you may show yourself out in the next 15 minutes. Service has to come clean the mess you created last night," Lao Zhan's most trusted subordinate said, not giving Wen Zhin time to make sense of the situation before walking away, leaving him confused about who the hell he was and what gave him the nerve to talk to him like that.
"It looks like someone didn't get any last night, so he's taking it out on me... Mxhhh, the nerve. Anyways, I have to get home before the devil notices that I didn't come home. Ouch! How the hell am I supposed to survive the day with my butt hurting like this? Oh well, I might as well endure the pain since I asked for it." He said, picking up his jacket and leaving the room.
As soon as he walked in, he found a lovely surprise waiting for him.
He found me waiting in front of the house. He pretended to have gone out for a walk, but I had already noticed that he had never come back last night, and there was something wrong with the way he was walking — as if he had a stick in his butt.
"What is it with the walk? Don't tell me you gave it to him last night even after he broke your heart," I said in an annoyed tone as I rushed to help him. I took him inside the house to his room and helped him lie on the bed.
"Are you in pain?" I asked with a concerned face.
"It hurts as hell," he answered with a sad face.
(Ha ha ha ha ha)
"What's so funny?" he asked with an annoyed face.
"Your face (Ha ha ha), you should have seen yourself (Ha ha ha). Now enough with the jokes and spit it out before I lose my cool. Who's the dumbass that hurt you like this?" I said with a sudden change of tone, from friendly to angry.
"Come on! The guy did nothing wrong; he just gave me what I asked for." He tried to explain to prevent me from killing the bastard who made him walk like he had a big stick stuck in his butt, but it wasn't enough to convince me.
It doesn't matter whether you talk or not, because I'm getting the name of that bastard one way or another. "Are you going to tell me, or should I use the hard way—" I was interrupted by Xiao Zha, my PA.
"We have found out where he was last night," she whispered.
"Is it?" I asked with a cunning smirk.
Before Wen Zhin could even understand what was going on, I carried him on my shoulders, got inside a car, and drove off. At that very moment, he knew that I had found out who he was.
"Where are we going?" He asked, knowing very well where, but he just had to be sure.
"Let's just say we are going to pay someone a visit," I answered with a creepy smile on my face, which gave him chills.
Before he knew it, we were at the JRVS Hotel (owned by Jumpol Atthanphan, Thailand's richest man, well known for his popular and well-serving hotels throughout many Asian countries). As soon as he saw where we were, he smiled because he thought we had come to meet the owner since we were friends with him, and it had been long since we last saw him. But as soon as we got off the lift, his eyes met the very same guy who told him to get lost in the next 15 minutes.
His eyes widened because at that very moment he knew hell was about to break loose. What scared him even more was the creepy smirk on my face. It was like I was ready to kill, and that scared the shit out of him because once I went berserk, no one could stop me.
"Zhao Zhao, look, let's just forget this, okay? I promise that starting today, I'll do whatever you ask of me. No one has to die today," he spoke with so much fear about what was going to happen to Lao Zhan.
He didn't care if Lao Zhan's subordinates mistreated him after he had spent a night with him because, to him, Lao Zhan helped him deal with his pain.
"Who are you? This is a private floor, and uninvited guests are not allowed. Oh wait, isn't he the very same guy our boss spent the night with yesterday? Don't tell me you brought her to join the party since you couldn't get enough of him. So you want to try a threesome with a girl? If that's true, forget it, because the boss isn't the type to have the same dish every day," he spoke with a proud tone.
"You know, if I were you, I would tell my dumbass boss to bring his shitty ass here before I lose my cool," I said in an annoyed tone.
"Hey, you bitch, watch your tone if I were you. Do you think we care if you lose your cool?" he spoke, pointing a finger at me.
"You know, bro, it would be good for you not to point a finger at her because she hates it when people do that..." Ling Zhao knocked out all the guys before he could finish his sentence.
"Oh, come on! You could have at least let me finish my signature sentence. You always do that whenever I want to say my signature sentence," he spoke, pouting.
"Stop pouting and hurry your ass up before I drag you with it," I said with a grin on my face.
He immediately stopped pouting and followed me. The moment we entered the balcony where Lao Zhan was, his subordinates were already surrounding us.
"Oh! I see, the pit bull has sent its lapdogs to do its dirty work for him. You're a coward, I see, so let's make a deal. You give me that jerk-off over there, and I'll let you live another second, but I can't promise your lives if you decide to go against me," I said with a creepy smirk on my face.
"Oh my, I see the little cutie couldn't endure the pain, so he went and cried to his baby sister to stand up for him. Oh well, I've had enough of this. Kill them and bury them where you buried the last brat who caused the very same problem," Lao Zhan spoke in an irritated tone as he walked toward the chair.
"Yes sir." His subordinates agreed instantly, but I knocked out all his men within a split second before he could even sit down.
"So, you are the fearsome mafia boss that everyone is scared of? What a waste of a title. A mafia boss who kills innocent people just because his little thing isn't satisfying. You bring disgrace to the world of mafia," I said, shaking my head in disbelief.
"Wen Zhou, Lao Zhan's PA, please clean this mess up for me. I can't have the whole gang mocking me for killing a useless girl," he said, walking toward his chair.
But before he could sit, I was already in front of him and threw a punch that took him by surprise.
"I'm going to kill this bitch with my own hands," he said, wiping blood from his bleeding lip.
The fight between a tiger and a dragon began. It was a fight never seen before, and anyone who would've been caught in it would've died. My moves were fast and untraceable, making it hard for him to dodge them.
He was hit no matter how hard he tried to dodge my attacks. Wen Zhou saw that the fight was getting dangerous for his boss, so he tried to intervene but was stopped by Wen Zhin.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said with a smirk on his face.
Before Wen Zhou could reply, Lao Zhan was sent flying into the other room, and with that, the fight between the tiger and the dragon was over.
Wen Zhou rushed to help his boss, while Wen Zhin and I showed ourselves out. Wen Zhou rushed his boss to the hospital, as his wounds might be fatal if not treated.