Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 374: The King’s Return

Chapter 374: Chapter 374: The King’s Return

Deng Yuanqi had to crane his neck upwards for more than ten seconds, and his normally strategic mind couldn’t make sense of the situation.

It was not until the battle plane, circling above, landed right on the rooftop of the Pentagon Building, and the aircraft’s hatch opened, that a tall man in a black trench coat walked down slowly, like a god descending from the heavens.

"Sheng Siyuan?"

He finally recognized the man.

In an instant, his pupils dilated, and his expression froze in shock as he stared at the man.

The others were just as stunned as he was.

Indeed, how could they not be shocked? This man was clearly in their hands, and he was half-dead; how could he suddenly appear in the sky above their heads?

Everyone was terrified!

Only Yin Hehe remained, dragging her bloody leg, sitting next to the already deceased Xiahou Jingmu, and upon seeing this man finally appear,

she could no longer control herself and collapsed backward, swaying.

"Wife!"

Seeing this, Sheng Siyuan, who had just disembarked from the fighter jet, immediately turned pale, and with a leap from above, he rushed toward the woman.

Deng Yuanqi finally came back to his senses.

Seizing the opportunity, he raised the gun in his hand and prepared to pull the trigger at the man’s back.

But in the blink of an eye and a gunshot from above,

with a scream, his gun-wielding arm was pierced by a bullet, and in agony, he stumbled and fell against the wall behind him.

This turn of events was very unfavorable for him.

The people around him, seeing this, immediately hesitated. They looked up, only to find that in just a few seconds, the roof was full of heavily armed special forces personnel.

At that moment, their guns were pointed at them.

They had lost!

In that instant, these people lowered their raised arms and all took a step back.

"What are you doing? Attack! Kill him for me!"

Deng Yuanqi, upon witnessing this, immediately started yelling hysterically like a madman.

However, just as the words left his mouth, another bullet flew from below.

"Bang!"

This was even worse.

His thigh was shot through, and he let out a howl like a ghost or a wolf, and with a thud, he collapsed to his knees.

Both legs were bleeding profusely, rapidly staining the ground beneath him red.

"President, is the madam alright?"

Xu Guannan had also descended by this time, and upon seeing the woman who had fainted and was being held by his president, he immediately asked with concern.

Sheng Siyuan quickly picked up the woman in his arms and handed her to him!

"Take her away!" he ordered.

Then, those bloodshot eyes, full of murderous intent, turned and glared fiercely up at Deng Yuanqi.

From this moment on, he would make sure Deng Yuanqi wished for death yet could not die!

Sheng Siyuan advanced.

Deng Yuanqi, who was struggling on the ground trying to get up, became even more desperate upon seeing this.

However, it was no use; at this moment, he was like a dog whose spine had been broken, crawling and dragging himself on the ground, but utterly unable to rise again.

Sheng Siyuan finally reached him.

"You dared to hurt her?" Standing over him, the first words he said were these.

Deng Yuanqi shivered on the ground.

"I... I didn’t do it on purpose, she actually sneaked a surveillance device in, I was blinded by anger, that’s why this happened."

He actually started making excuses, although just moments before, he had felt not the slightest bit wrong, extremely arrogant and presumptuous.

Sheng Siyuan didn’t listen.

Seeing that he was still trying to justify himself, Sheng Siyuan lifted the gun in his hand and took another shot at his other leg.

"Ah!!"

Instantly, the man’s scream of agony was beyond what could be described as human.

Does it hurt?

What about the pain he had inflicted on others before?

He had used Xiahou Jingmu to poison Xiahou Yi, orchestrated a car accident, and nearly beat Cheng Chi to death at the psychiatric hospital through Xiahou Jingmu’s hand!

Did he remember none of these?

Moreover, Sheng Siyuan now suspected that it was this man who had instigated Xiahou Maolin’s decision to go to Chongzhou for a fight to the death.

Sheng Siyuan lifted a leg and stepped down hard on the man’s bleeding wound.

"Ah!"

Loud cries of intense pain!

Finally, Deng Yuanqi passed out.

The onlookers, seeing what happened, dared not make another move. They threw down their weapons one after another and obediently squatted down, holding their heads in anticipation of being taken away by the people outside.

Thus, in just a few minutes, the commotion was subdued.

The commander of Chongzhou came in, saw that the battle was over, and approached.

"Young Master, just now I’ve sent someone to find the old general and the others, thankfully they’re alright, and I’ve sent them to the hospital."

"Hmm." Hearing this, the man who was still toying with the gun in his hand, nodded without indicating any intention to leave.

Commander: "Then, Young Master...?"

Sheng Siyuan: "Commander Zhang, you can go down first. Today is New Year’s Eve, remember to comfort the public outside well, and ensure that when the troops withdraw, they do not disturb them."

"Yes!"

The commander agreed promptly.

He was actually very happy with this cooperation, as having followed the old general in Chongzhou for many years, it was his first time witnessing a truly outstanding descendant of the Xiahou family.

The commander quickly left.

Before long, in the now completely silent conference hall, Sheng Siyuan found a chair to sit in, and saw Deng Yuanqi slowly regaining consciousness on the floor.

He casually handed over his dagger to Xu Guannan who was standing behind him.

"You’ve always wanted to research what methods work for torture. Here, play with it slowly."

"Yes!"

Xu Guannan took the dagger without hesitation.

He still had scores to settle regarding Cheng Chi.

The moment he drove the dagger down, Deng Yuanqi, who had just awakened, arched his head back sharply as the sharp blade pierced into his back, seemingly flaying flesh from bone.

His pain was so severe that his whole body convulsed.

But he couldn’t die, nor could he faint.

Because the man before him was the true master of torture, who could amplify your physical agony manyfold while keeping you excruciatingly alert.

This was the true Lingchi.

Eventually, Deng Yuanqi lost control of his bladder and bowels. Looking at the unemotional man seated before him, he finally understood what a real demon was.

"I... I was wrong, please, give me a quick death!"

All he wanted now was to die!