Qi Taiguo was already filled with anger with nowhere to vent it, and this little punk’s words were like throwing fuel on the fire, making his rage soar to the highest point.
Qi Fenglian was bewildered; the successive blows left her in a daze. What did he say?
Zhang Jisheng messed with someone else’s woman, got caught, and now they want one hundred yuan for ransom?
Qi Fenglian rolled her eyes and fainted from sheer anger.
"Big sister." Cheng Su called urgently and quickly pressed her philtrum.
Qi Fenglian didn’t want to wake up, but it was Qi Taiguo who forcefully pressed, bringing her back to consciousness.
As soon as she woke up, she began to scream and cry sharply, wailing, "What sin, that bastard, he’s courting death."
Cheng Su had a headache.
Looking at those two little punks again, they didn’t dare step forward. Cheng Su walked up to Qi Taiguo and whispered, "There seems to be something fishy here. Could it be a set-up trap?"
Zhang Jisheng’s guts, visiting prostitutes is a business transaction, but to mess with a gangster boss’s woman, even with a hundredfold courage, he wouldn’t dare.
Qi Taiguo’s face turned cold and he said, "I’ll go take a look."
"Let’s go together," Cheng Su feared something might happen to him.
"No worries, you stay home. I doubt they’d dare do anything to me. Just watch over big sister," Qi Taiguo said.
Cheng Su looked at the endlessly crying Qi Fenglian and had no choice but to nod.
Qi Taiguo followed, or rather, commanded the two punks to lead the way to the place where Zhang Jisheng was held.

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