366: Chapter 366 Dare to touch my precious grandson?

Wu Province lay on the ground, trembling all over, his face a mess of tears, snot, and sweat.

He raised his head and looked into Ye Chen's calm, waveless eyes, and an unprecedented fear surged from the depths of his heart!

This man is a devil!

He dared!

He really dared to cripple him!

If he dared to cripple his arms, he would dare to kill him!

Wu Province's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He lay on the ground, pleading tearfully.

"I'll kneel! I'll kneel!"

"Grandpa! Grandpa! I was wrong! Please spare me!"

Crying and shouting, he struggled to crawl up and then knelt on both knees before Ye Chen.

His posture was as pathetic and humiliating as could be.

Ye Chen looked down at him and nodded with satisfaction.

"Mm, good grandson."

Kneeling on the ground, hearing those two words, a wave of overwhelming humiliation surged in Wu Province's heart.

But he didn't dare to resist, didn't dare to make a sound, and didn't even dare to look up at Ye Chen.

He could only grit his teeth, letting tears mixed with blood slide down.

The group of men in black lying on the ground watched this scene, each one as quiet as a winter cicada, not even daring to let out a groan.

Old Dog, whom Wu Province had high hopes for, was lying in the corridor, trembling all over, wishing he could just pass out right now.

It's over.

The young master of the Wu Family was forced to kneel in public and call someone grandpa.

If word of this got out, the entire Magic City would be shaken!

And he...

He would probably be silenced by the old master of the Wu Family!

Ye Chen turned and walked back to the sofa, sitting down again.

Leaning back on the sofa with his legs crossed, he looked at the kneeling Wu Province with a half-smile.

"Alright, get up."

Wu Province felt as if he had been granted a great pardon and struggled to crawl up, but both his arms were crippled and he couldn't use any strength; he could only lie miserably on his side on the ground, gasping for breath.

Ye Chen looked at him in this state and shook his head slightly.

"Young Master Wu, I have always been fair."

"You brought people to find trouble with me, so I crippled your two arms. That's not excessive, is it?"

Lying on the ground, Wu Province trembled all over upon hearing this.

Excessive?

Did he dare say it was excessive?

Ye Chen continued.

"However..."

He paused, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"I plan to give you one more chance."

Wu Province was stunned.

He suddenly raised his head, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.

Give one more chance?

Is this guy's head filled with water?

He had already made him so miserable, and he could have just walked away, yet he was actively giving him a chance???

Ye Chen ignored his shocked expression and spoke slowly.

"You can call your grandfather now."

"Call your grandfather, and call all the people in your Wu Family who can fight, call them all over."

"I'll give you one hour."

"After one hour, if I don't see anyone..."

He paused, his gaze falling on Wu Province's two twisted arms.

"Then I'll cripple your two legs as well, and then throw you down from this 28th floor."

Wu Province: "???"

He couldn't hold it together anymore!

Why did it feel like he was being led by the nose by Ye Chen the whole time?

What on earth did this man want to do?

Wasn't he afraid of the Wu Family finding trouble with him?

Wasn't he afraid of the Wu Family's revenge?

Wu Province couldn't figure it out.

But he didn't have time to figure it out.

Because what Ye Chen gave him was a chance.

The only chance to survive.

Wu Province desperately suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted while struggling.

"I'll call! I'll call!"

"I'll call my grandfather right now!"

...

On the outskirts of Magic City, the Dome Golf Course.

The night was as dark as ink, and several searchlights illuminated the green in the center of the course as bright as day.

An old man dressed in white casual clothes was standing at the teeing area, holding a titanium alloy club in his hand, squinting as he aimed at the distant hole.

It was none other than the head of the Wu Family, Wu San Gui.

However.

At this moment, the scene on the green was exceptionally eerie...

A young woman's hands and feet were firmly fixed to the ground with ropes.

Her body was pulled into a "T" shape.

Her buttocks were held high, and her face was close to the grass.

The woman was in her early twenties and had good looks, but now her face was covered in tear stains and she was trembling all over.

Because...

That hole was right in front of her nose.

Every time Wu San Gui swung, the golf ball would graze her body and fly past, falling into the hole.

If he missed...

It would hit her.

The woman's teeth chattered, and the ground beneath her was already wet.

It wasn't sweat; it was urine.

She had already wet herself three times from fear.

But Wu San Gui still had no intention of stopping; instead, he became more and more energetic as he played, and a sickly smile would appear on his face every time the ball went into the hole.

"Be good, don't shake."

"If you shake and this old man misses, it's you who will suffer."

Wu San Gui spoke softly, as if coaxing a frightened little animal.

But those words, falling into the woman's ears, were more terrifying than a demon's whisper.

She desperately tried to stop shaking, but her body was completely out of control, shaking like a sieve.

Wu San Gui shook his head and sighed.

"Young people nowadays have such poor psychological quality."

He raised the club and aimed at the distant hole.

Just as he was about to swing again...

"Buzz... buzz..."

The phone placed on the coffee table in the nearby rest area suddenly vibrated.

Wu San Gui's brow furrowed slightly, and the club in his hand stopped.

That was his private phone.

No more than ten people knew this number.

Aside from a few old friends who were life-and-death companions, there was only his family.

Wu San Gui put down the club and beckoned to his confidant, Wu Gong, who was standing to the side.

Wu Gong immediately understood, walked quickly to the rest area, picked up the phone, and handed it to Wu San Gui with both hands.

Wu San Gui looked down at the screen.

Caller ID: Dear Grandson.

The sickliness on his face instantly turned into a doting smile.

"This little brat, instead of chasing girls late at night, he actually remembered to call his grandfather?"

He shook his head with a smile and pressed the answer button.

"Dear grandson, have you caused trouble again?"

Before he could finish speaking.

On the other end of the phone, Wu Province's shrill cries came through.

"Grandpa! Save me!"

"My hands have been crippled!"

"He said if he doesn't see you in an hour, he'll throw me down from the 28th floor!"

The smile on Wu San Gui's face instantly froze.

The person on the phone was indeed his grandson Wu Province's voice.

Someone actually dared to cripple his grandson in Magic City?

And even threatened to throw him off a building???

Rage!

Uncontrollable rage!

Wu San Gui roared: "Who is it???"

Suddenly!

A rustling sound came from the other end of the phone.

Immediately after.

A young man's voice came through faintly.

"It's me."

Wu San Gui's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, veins bulged on his forehead, and overwhelming killing intent burst from his eyes.

"Who are you?"

"You actually dare to lay a hand on my grandson?"

"Do you want to die???"

The men in black on the green all took a step back in fear, and even the young woman lying on the ground forgot to shake, staring wide-eyed in this direction.

They had followed Wu San Gui for many years and had never seen him lose his composure like this!

It seemed...

Something had happened to the young master!

A light chuckle then came from the other end of the phone.

"You don't need to care who I am."

"You have fifty-five minutes left to come to Room 2808 of the Maoyue Grand Hotel."

"If you don't show up, then collect your grandson's corpse."

The voice fell.

Without waiting for Wu San Gui to speak again, the other end had already hung up first.

Wu San Gui held the phone, frozen in place.

"Master..."

Wu Gong carefully took a step forward and tentatively spoke, "Should I go check immediately..."

Before he could finish.

Wu San Gui suddenly turned his head, his eyes as red as blood, staring intently at him.

"Prepare the car!"

"Go to Room 2808 of the Maoyue Grand Hotel!!!"