My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!
Chapter 117 - 117 117 Who relies on power

117: Chapter 117: Who relies on power?

117: Chapter 117: Who relies on power?

Murderous aura chilling to the bone!

The bloody table leg, emitting a foul smell.

Fierce eyes, sharp and exposed.

Meng Changxin believed, if Wu Jie could break Luo Wen’s arm with it, he had enough strength to smash him to death as well.

But, in front of so many people, did he dare?

If he had the guts, he wouldn’t have stopped Tang Xiao from kicking him earlier.

So…

“You’d better kill me with a single blow, or I swear I’ll kill you!”

Meng Changxin arrogantly shouted loudly.

Wu Jie laughed and said, “Don’t keep saying you’re going to kill someone at the drop of a hat.

We’re all people of status.

Can’t you speak more civilly?”

Civil?

Fuck your civility!

Dammit!

You’re the one who slapped me twice!

And you’re also the one who took the table leg and knocked Luo Wen unconscious!

And now you’re fucking talking to me about ‘civility’?

That’s a bloody insult to the word itself.

Bastard!!

Meng Changxin was extremely angry, staring down Wu Jie with intense malice.

“A net worth of billions, with wealth and status, that’s what it means to have identity, and what are you?”

“Don’t think you can bully others just because you’ve stuck yourself to the Tang Family!”

“I repeat, you better kill me right now, otherwise, sooner or later, I’ll kill you too!”

Meng Changxin spat out the harsh words, not forgetting to glance at Tang Long and his daughter as he did so.

After all, when you strike a dog, you must watch the owner.

His threats and intimidation were meant only as a scare tactic, to test the reactions of Tang Long and his daughter.

However…

Tang Long and Tang Xiao had yet to make a peep.

Wu Jie had already raised the bloody table leg, looking like he was really about to smash down.

“Stop!!”

Well-dressed and refined, Zhang Canzi, suddenly yelled out loud.

He was an investor in a private equity fund, with a deep relationship with Meng Changxin.

If Meng Changxin was beaten to death or injured, it would be a significant loss for him.

And just as Zhang Canzi spoke up, the corpulent and wealthy Pang Kunlin immediately stood up as well.

He and Meng Changxin did over a billion in business together annually and had been unable to restrain himself any longer.

“You dare!!”

Pang Kunlin glared at Wu Jie, his face filled with menace.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, stood like protective deities guarding Meng Changxin.

“Get out of my way!”

“I don’t believe he dares to kill me in public!”

With his companions’ help, Meng Changxin felt even bolder.

Stepping forward, he pointed at his own forehead and shouted:

“Come on!

If you have the guts, smash it right here!”

“Little punk, you think you’re so tough?

What are you waiting for?

Do it!!”

Meng Changxin kept on shouting, pointing at his head, as he aggressively advanced.

He was certain Wu Jie wouldn’t dare smash, so his emotions became even more agitated, shouting until his voice was hoarse.

It looked more like he was head-butting Wu Jie.

But…

Wu Jie stepped aside swiftly.

Bang!!

Meng Changxin, who had been aggressively lunging forward, missed Wu Jie and stumbled over the broken coffee table.

He fell with a lurch, face-planting heavily, and was pierced by fragments of tempered glass.

Blood gushed out, accompanied by a cry of shock and pain.

“Son of a bitch, trying to kiss me?

Not that easy!”

Wu Jie muttered curses as he complained.

Snort!

Tang Xiao suddenly burst into laughter but quickly covered her mouth to stifle it.

In such a deadly serious situation, how could she laugh?

But…

she just couldn’t help it!

He clenched his teeth, made fists, and took a deep breath; only then did Tang Xiao manage to hold back her laughter.

In contrast, Tang Long was so thunderstruck by Wu Jie’s remark that he was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

This son-in-law…

was a toxic tongue combined with a joker!

But…

why did he feel a slight fondness for him?

Was it simply because he had severely taught Meng Changxin a lesson?

Shaking his head slightly, Tang Long discarded the unnecessary thoughts.

Looking coldly at Meng Changxin, who was covered in stabs and screaming in pain, Tang Long’s heart surged with delight!

It was like drinking an icy beverage on a sweltering day, refreshing!

However, Zhang Canzi and Pang Kunlin were scared out of their wits.

They hurriedly stepped forward to help Meng Changxin up.

His chest and abdomen were slashed and stabbed in multiple places, the blood soaked through his clothes, staining them red.

“Mr.

Tang, Meng just had a bit of a loose tongue, no?

There’s no need to take it to the extreme of claiming a life!”

“As things stand, I think both sides have evened out, right?

If this continues, it really could end in death!”

Zhang Canzi and Pang Kunlin vented their frustration as they spoke loudly.

“Mr.

Tang, let’s stop here!”

“This guy Meng Changxin has really brought this on himself; let’s rush him to the hospital quickly!”

“He’s lost a lot of blood; if we delay any further, I’m afraid he’ll go into hemorrhagic shock, followed by brain death!”

…

Other people also started to persuade them one after another.

A cold smirk hung on the corner of Tang Long’s mouth.

“You’re afraid of him dying, I’m even more afraid!”

“Hurry up and get him out of here, so he doesn’t die in my hotel, bringing bad luck!”

Once Tang Long spoke, Zhang Canzi and the others immediately felt a burden lifted and hurriedly took Meng Changxin and Luo Wen away.

Other people shook their heads, sighed, and left.

With a clanging sound, Wu Jie threw away the bloodied table leg and turned back to look at Tang Long.

“Dad, I’ll take responsibility for my actions.

No matter how Meng Changxin tries to retaliate, I’ll bear it all myself!”

Tang Long stood up, looked sideways, and snorted coldly:

“Now that you’ve called me dad, how could I let you bear it alone?”

With that, Tang Long took his leave.

Just as Wu Jie was about to speak, Tang Xiao stopped him with a look.

After Tang Long and Yu Dong walked far away, Tang Xiao explained:

“Since we are family, there’s no need to be overly formal.”

“Moreover, the feud between Meng Changxin and our Tang Family has been going on for more than a day or two.”

Tang Xiao’s tone paused as she spoke wistfully:

“Actually, right now, the most critical thing is to find the mole, or else it will be an endless problem.”

Wu Jie reassured her: “I’ll take care of finding the mole.

I aim to ferret him out by tomorrow!”

Tang Xiao raised an eyebrow: “Tomorrow is the last day before the holiday, are you sure you’re confident?”

Wu Jie chuckled: “How about a bet?

If I manage it, I’ll kiss you during the wedding ceremony.”

“What if you don’t?” asked Tang Xiao.

“Then you kiss me!”

“Get lost!!”

…

The underground parking lot.

No sooner had Tang Long got into his car than he made a call.

“The SAM project in East Africa, Meng Changxin has presented outrageous demands for cooperation; I think he’s not at all interested in partnering.”

“A billion-level project with international bidding will certainly face fierce competition.

Where does his confidence come from?”

“Send more personnel.

We must thoroughly investigate, especially the leaky mole.

We must find him fast!”

“Also, he and Luo Wen have been taken to the hospital for treatment; have someone watch them 24 hours a day.”

After making arrangements, Tang Long picked up the tablet, unlocked it, and pulled up Wu Jie’s profile.

Life experiences, educational background, work situation, social relations…

Tang Long had read it many times already.

But the more ordinary it seemed, the more curious he became.

Where did the poor and unremarkable youth of yesteryear find the courage to beat up a billionaire?

Could he really be the kept man his daughter raised, relying on connections?

Tang Long had thought he could use Luo Wen to test Wu Jie’s skills.

But as it turned out, this guy didn’t play by the rules.

Luo Wen was unarmed, yet Wu Jie swung a table leg to beat him, concealing his real skills.

Was he deliberately hiding his strength?

Why hide?