My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 103 You Demolish the House, I’ll Demolish the Car

Chapter 103: Chapter 103 You Demolish the House, I’ll Demolish the Car

"Tang Ming, stop right now."

Xia Wei’er was frantic as she ran over and tried to climb onto the excavator to pull Tang Ming down, but the enormous machine was not something a girl with little strength could scale.

By that time, Tang Ming had already dug up many bricks and stones at the spot where she had been standing before. When a layer of stone slab was lifted, the figure beneath, covered in soil, was revealed to be her father Xia Wenjun.

"Wenjun."

Wei’er’s mother saw the person buried in the ground and hurried over with the chubby man to lift him out of the rubble.

"Dammit, who told you to dig?"

Scar Face was furious, thinking it was his own henchman’s doing. He ran over and started cursing, but upon seeing that it was Tang Ming, he suddenly didn’t dare to say anything.

Tang Ming got down from the excavator and, clapping his hands, told Xia Wei’er, "I used to use excavators all the time. I’m very skilled with them. Digging out your dad was no big deal for me."

In fact, back in North Africa, Tang Ming often operated machinery to dig out the wounded buried by artillery fire. He was already exceedingly proficient with this kind of simple excavator.

Xia Wei’er hurried over to check on her dad. At that moment, Tang Ming also followed. Xia Wenjun’s body, aside from the mud and dust, was covered in blood. With injuries like that, being sent to the hospital meant he wouldn’t make it. Tang Ming saw this and knew he had to act fast.

He slowly bent down and swiftly pressed several acupressure points on Xia Wenjun’s body to stabilize his injuries, then said, "Call an ambulance quickly. It will be too late otherwise."

The chubby man panicked and took out his phone to call for emergency services, clearly stating their location.

Wei’er’s mother kept wiping her husband’s face and continuously spoke to him, trying to attract his attention, to keep him from passing out.

Scar Face and a group of people from the demolition company discussed among themselves. After a moment, Scar Face came over with his men and said, "Your actions have caused the driver serious injury. What do you have to say about that?"

"Do I even need to say it?"

Tang Ming laughed and said, "How about I just beat you all into a serious injury? Would that resolve it?"

Scar Face quickly stepped back, startled, and asked, "Which path do you really belong to, huh? Are you really looking to go all the way with us?"

"What if I am?"

Tang Ming spat on the ground and cursed, "A bunch of bastards wearing human skin but lacking humanity, do you really think you can go all the way with me? I’m afraid you can’t afford the play."

"What a joke. The demolition company is Brother Huo’s business, and we all come from the same streets. Give me some face today. For this demolition, I’ll give you half a million as a token of goodwill, how about that?"

Scar Face said with a smile, "After you take the money, just stay out of this."

"Bullshit, you’re demolishing my boss’s girlfriend’s house and you tell him to back off? What a joke."

Dayong immediately retorted from the side, worried that Tang Ming would take the money and stop supporting Xia Wei’er’s family, so he preemptively rebuked them.

"Half a million isn’t even enough for the medical bills, and the house has been demolished by you guys, too. You’ll have to settle all of it,"

Tang Ming said with a laugh, though in reality these thugs who had demolished the house and buried people regardless of their lives had already roused his desire to kill.

"Fine, you dare meddle in Brother Huo’s affairs? There are some things you don’t know, do you? Do you know that our Brother Huo is a martial artist? Are you courting death?"

Seeing that appeasement did not work, Scar Face immediately resorted to threats, "Just you wait. I’ll call Brother Huo right now. You’ll regret it, thinking you’re above everyone just because you have some skills."

Scar Face fished out his phone from his pocket, walked to the side, and dialed a number. Once connected, he chuckled and said, "Brother Huo, it’s Scar. We got trouble at the shantytown demolition site. Someone’s causing a scene. You better come on over; this guy’s got some martial arts skills, and none of us brothers are a match for him."

"Idiot, I’ll be there right away."

A curse bellowed from the other end of the line, sending a shiver down Scar Face’s spine. However, inwardly he was seething with malicious thoughts, Just wait till Brother Huo gets here. You’re done for, kiddo!

At the same moment, Tang Ming approached some folks who looked like ordinary citizens and asked,

"What car did Scar drive here?"

Wang Dayong gathered his courage, pointed at a black sports Mercedes up ahead, and whispered, "It’s that two-seater over there."

"Oh, nice car. Wonder if it can still be put back together once it’s cut in half."

Smiling, Tang Ming climbed aboard the excavator, started it up, and deftly maneuvered the excavator arm over the sports car, lifting it high in the air. Under the watchful eyes of all, he slammed it down hard.

With a loud crunch, the massive arm fell from the sky, slicing the sports car in two.

Scar Face had just finished his call when he heard a loud noise from behind. Turning around, his complexion turned ashen. Moments later, out of rage, he yelled, "You fucking asking for death?"

Tang Ming got down from the excavator and mocked, "I saw you guys having fun demolishing houses, so I wanted to give it a try. But I’m not skilled enough, so I started with your car. If that works out, maybe I’ll move on to tear down your houses later."

"Looking for death."

A bald henchman from the demolition company, wanting to stand up for his boss, bellowed and charged at Tang Ming with his fists raised.

Tang Ming’s frame gave too many the wrong impression. Most thought they could knock him down with one punch, and the bald man thought the same.

But as soon as he got near Tang Ming, his punch not even swung, he was kicked away, crashing to the ground with no strength to get up, blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

This shocked everyone from the demolition company. No wonder Scar Face had taken such a loss and never acted. This kid was formidable.

"Scar Face, perfect timing calling your Brother Huo. Let’s discuss the demolition prices and terms with him. You guys like to demolish things without compensation, right? So, if you demolish mine, I’ll demolish yours. Where does Brother Huo live, anyway?"

Tang Ming asked nonchalantly.

Scar Face was furious, but in front of so many from the shantytown facing demolition, he couldn’t act cowardly and angrily said, "Saying you’re a damn fool who doesn’t know when to give up, don’t you dare disbelieve. Once Brother Huo arrives, you’ll be kneeling and calling him Grandpa Huo."

"Then hurry him up. My time is limited!"

Tang Ming scoffed.

Just then, a red sports car sped onto the scene. A silver-haired young man in stylish clothing, adorned with a chic silver necklace, stepped out of the car. He was the spitting image of a character from a Korean drama, with his clothes and hairstyle matching theirs exactly, with the only exception being that unlike the tall, leggy Korean oppas, this guy’s legs weren’t even as long as his waist.

"Brother Huo."

Scar Face trotted over, fawningly calling out.

The young man known as Brother Huo didn’t even glance at Scar Face; he just slapped him across the face and berated him, "Useless, can’t handle even a little problem properly."

Scar Face, holding his face, pointed at Tang Ming and angrily said, "Brother Huo, it’s this kid causing trouble. Otherwise, we would’ve had the contract settled by now."