Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 380 - 381: Scare You to Death, You Bastard

Chapter 380: Chapter 381: Scare You to Death, You Bastard

"What are you doing?" Zhao Dongliang was so frightened that he shuddered.

"What do you think?" Song Xiaodong stared at Zhao Dongliang with a cold gaze.

Zhao Dongliang shook his head and then stood up with a slam on the office desk, shouting, "I don’t care what you want to do, this is my office, and you are not welcome here. Get out now!"

Zhao Dongliang was trying to treat Song Xiaodong with his own medicine. The last time Song Xiaodong had thrown him out of the office, even if he didn’t have the ability to do the same, surely he could still drive Song Xiaodong away, right?

Song Xiaodong walked step by step towards Zhao Dongliang and said in a deep voice, "Kid, I warned you last time not to mess with me, yet you still brought some punks to hit me."

Zhao Dongliang’s eyes shifted as he shouted, "Stop slandering me here. What are you even worth that I should use such tactics against you? In my eyes, you are nothing but a tiny ant, not even worth my attention. You better leave on your own, or don’t blame me for calling security to throw you out."

At that moment, Zhao Dongliang’s female secretary twisted her waist and stepped up to Song Xiaodong, her face stern as she said, "Did you hear that? Manager Zhao is telling you to leave, so hurry up and go."

Song Xiaodong swiftly sidestepped the female secretary and was already in front of Zhao Dongliang.

"What do you think you’re doing? This is my office, not a place for you to run wild!" Being so close to Song Xiaodong, Zhao Dongliang immediately felt the danger.

With a twist of his mouth, Song Xiaodong’s face bore a cold smile. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and directly grabbed Zhao Dongliang’s neck.

"Let go! Let go! Oh..." Zhao Dongliang pulled hard on Song Xiaodong’s arm, but it was as firm as iron, immovable. Meanwhile, his body was involuntarily dragged by Song Xiaodong to the window.

Seeing Song Xiaodong push the window open, Zhao Dongliang felt a cold sweat breaking out on his back, his legs kicking against the wall, and he said, "You... let me go."

With just a slight exertion of his fingers, Song Xiaodong made Zhao Dongliang feel as though all his strength had vanished, his legs drooping, and then his body was lifted by Song Xiaodong, who was sending him towards the window.

For the first time, Zhao Dongliang experienced the sensation of being a lost soul, the first time he felt so close to death, especially when his body was sent out the window by Song Xiaodong, he nearly fainted from fright, but the sharp pain in his neck kept him from passing out.

"You’re crazy! Let him go!" The female secretary was also terrified, then immediately rushed up, swinging her fists at Song Xiaodong as if she truly meant to defend Zhao Dongliang.

Song Xiaodong turned his head to look at the female secretary and gave a sinister smile, "Do you really... want me to let him go?"

Her hands paused in the air, then the secretary shrieked in fright, retreating two steps back. Somehow stumbling on something, she fell to the ground with a thud, waving her hands frantically, she cried out, "No, no, don’t let go, don’t you dare let go!" Her face was pale with fear.

The commotion in Zhao Dongliang’s office drew many onlookers to the doorway. Seeing Song Xiaodong holding Zhao Dongliang out the window scared everyone out of their wits.

"Calm down! Calm down! You must not let go, if you do, Manager Zhao will fall, then you’d be a murderer."

"Right, right, murder is punishable by death. Whatever the issue is, bring him inside first and then talk, bring him in first and then talk."

Everyone pleaded with Song Xiaodong, but nobody dared to take a step forward, fearing that getting closer might provoke Song Xiaodong and lead to a real loss of life.

Song Xiaodong completely ignored the people at the door and instead looked coldly at Zhao Dongliang, "I ask you, was it you who ordered someone to run me over with a car?"

Zhao Dongliang was not stupid. How could he dare to be the slightest bit vague at this time? He hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, it was me who found someone to hit you." At this moment, his entire being relied on Song Xiaodong’s hands gripping his neck. Normally, he shouldn’t have been able to speak, but right now he could articulate himself very clearly.

"Would you dare to do it again next time?"

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare! Big brother, it was my folly, I will never bother you again, please, just let me go like a fart."

"You want me to let you go?"

"Ah! No no, big brother, please don’t let go, I was wrong, I was wrong, take me in, wouldn’t it be enough if I recognized you as grandfather?"

With a cold snort, Song Xiaodong lifted his hand, finally bringing Zhao Dongliang inside and then threw him heavily to the ground.

Upon hitting the floor, Zhao Dongliang felt as if his soul had finally returned to his body, and as for the pain from the fall, he didn’t pay any attention to it at all. He hurriedly took deep breaths, his gaze filled with immense fear as he looked at Song Xiaodong. This guy was too dangerous—this was a type of danger he had never felt before.

The female secretary immediately rushed over, anxiously saying, "Manager Zhao, are you all right? You’re not hurt, are you? Ah... what is that smell..." Suddenly, the secretary covered her nose and mouth, frowning deeply.

Zhao Dongliang was stunned for a moment, then his face turned beet red. It turned out that when Song Xiaodong had him hanging out the window, he had been so scared that he both urinated and defecated on himself, all in his trousers. Urine would have been bearable, but feces as well—how could the smell be anything but horrible?

Song Xiaodong’s face also darkened at the stench, which he couldn’t stand, and quickly said, "This time, it’s a warning, hmph!" Then, he left without looking back.

The people standing at the door made way for Song Xiaodong at once, scattering as if they had seen the God of Plague.

However, once Song Xiaodong had left, they rushed in to express their loyalty to Zhao Dongliang, even though the smell made them very uncomfortable.

"Get out! All of you, get out!" Zhao Dongliang suddenly shouted. At this time, how embarrassed he was! With so many people around, wouldn’t that make him even more embarrassed?

It was only then that the subordinates realized the problem and quickly slipped out, leaving only Zhao Dongliang’s female secretary.

Just after everyone left, two police officers walked over, one of whom was Qiao Yutong. She asked with a stern face, "Who called the police just now?"

"It was me! Just now someone assaulted and hung our Manager Zhao Dongliang out of the window, nearly falling to the ground below."

Qiao Yutong frowned, "And now?" This was a grave criminal case, but it seemed that no one had fallen when she was downstairs.

"It’s all right now, officer. The person who committed the assault was too vicious. You must bring him to justice. That person is from our company, named Song Xiaodong."

Qiao Yutong was taken aback for a moment, then her face showed a strange expression.