novelaction Chapter 119 Beauty is a disaster!
Chapter 119 Beauty is a disaster!
"Hmm?" Grandpa Jin frowned, a hint of doubt and caution in his voice. He had just heard a familiar voice, a voice that seemed to have traveled from the distant past, evoking certain memories in his heart that he didn't want to touch.
As the sound approached, a figure gradually became clearer. Mr. Jin took a closer look and was stunned. The woman was stunningly beautiful, yet radiated an indescribable chill. It was none other than Lei Gong's former lover, Ding Yao.
"Ding Yao? Why are you here?" Jin Ye's voice was full of disbelief. He really couldn't understand why this woman who had been entangled with Lei Gong would appear at this sensitive moment.
Ding Yao sneered, her eyes flashing with complex emotions. She didn't directly answer Mr. Jin's question, but slowly walked to the center of the box, as if everything was under her control.
Countless thoughts flashed through Jin Ye's mind. He vaguely felt that all of this seemed to be related to Ding Yao. He slammed the table and shouted angrily, "Could it be that all this conspiracy was your doing?"
Ding Yao didn't deny it, but narrowed her eyes slightly, as if admiring Mr. Jin's angry expression. She whispered, "Yes, it was me. Otherwise, with Lei Fuhong's temper, he would have just taken action long ago, and wouldn't have resorted to all these twists and turns."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Jin's face turned pale and he cursed with gritted teeth, "You bitch! The old saying is true: beauty is the root of trouble! I never thought that a vase like you who relies on your looks to make a living would dare to set your sights on us! You really don't know your place!"
Ding Yao's face instantly turned cold. She could no longer tolerate Jin Ye's insults. Especially when she heard the word "vase," an indescribable rage surged in her heart. She rushed towards Jin Ye like an enraged leopard.
"Lei Gong? Humph! Just mentioning him makes me sick!" Ding Yao's voice was filled with endless hatred and humiliation. She recalled the humiliation and suffering she had endured over the years, all thanks to Lei Gong. Now, the man who had once filled her with mixed feelings of love and hate was no longer alive, but her anger remained undimmed.
Before Jin Ye could react, Ding Yao kicked him to the ground. He groaned in pain and tried to get up, but Ding Yao didn't give him the chance. Her high heels crushed Jin Ye's palm again and again, each time seeming to crush his bones.
"Ah--!" Mr. Jin's wailing echoed throughout the box. A bloody hole was soon stepped on his palm, and the blood was dripping, which looked horrifying.
Lei Fuhong stood nearby, witnessing this scene with a shudder of shock. He hadn't expected Ding Yao to have such a ruthless side, completely different from the pitiful image he'd always imagined. His throat rolled, and he swallowed hard.
Ding Yao looked at the struggling Jin Ye with a cold smile on her face. She whispered, "When you get to the underworld, remember to tell Lei Gong that his death was actually related to me."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Jin's eyes widened, and he bared his teeth and shouted, "So it's you! You evil woman! You're so evil!"
After saying this, Mr. Jin could no longer bear the anger and humiliation in his heart. He suddenly grabbed a machete and rushed towards Ding Yao recklessly. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and madness, as if he wanted to cut Ding Yao into pieces.
"You bitch! Go to hell!" Mr. Jin roared, and the machete drew a sharp arc in the air.
However, Ding Yao showed no fear. She nimbly dodged Jin Ye's machete and quickly counterattacked. She displayed amazing agility and fighting skills that caught Jin Ye off guard.
It turns out Ding Yao hasn't been idle these past few years. She's been secretly learning martial arts from her bodyguard, Zhao Xin, every week, and has already made some progress. Now, facing Mr. Jin's frenzied attacks, she handles them with ease, as if they were playing a game of cat and mouse.
Although Jin Ye was old, he was once an experienced underworld figure. He brandished his machete and attacked continuously, trying to find Ding Yao's weakness. However, Ding Yao seemed to be able to understand his every move and intention, and always managed to cleverly deflect his attacks.
The battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. Jin Ye's physical strength began to fail, but his heart was filled with anger and hatred for Lei Gong. He gritted his teeth and launched a final frenzied attack.
"You bitch! You're looking for death!" Mr. Jin roared, waving the machete in the air.
However, Ding Yao was not intimidated by Jin Ye's madness. Instead, she took advantage of the opportunity and hit Jin Ye's vitals hard. Jin Ye felt a sharp pain and immediately lost his balance, falling heavily to the ground.
Ding Yao stood beside Jin Ye, looking at him coldly. Her eyes held no trace of mercy or compassion, only coldness and determination. She slowly picked up a knife from the ground and viciously stabbed it into Jin Ye's chest.
"Puff!" A muffled sound rang out, and Mr. Jin's eyes were filled with endless regret and anger. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something. However, his head tilted and he died completely.
Ding Yao stood quietly beside Mr. Jin's body, clenching the knife handle for a long time without saying a word. This was her first time killing someone, but she felt no fear or panic. Instead, she felt an indescribable excitement and satisfaction. She licked her lips and smiled coldly.
At this moment, Lei Fuhong finally spoke. His voice was slightly low and hoarse: "Ding...Sister Ding..."
Although his relationship with Lei Gong had always been difficult, they were still blood-thicker-than-water. Faced with his father's murderer, Ding Yao, he was naturally extremely embarrassed. Yet, he was truly a filial son. In his mind, his father was already dead, so even if he could avenge him, what would it matter? Ding Yao was a living, breathing beauty!
Now that Mr. Jin and Uncle Zhongyong are both dead, it's a foregone conclusion that he will be the new leader. So, why not just pretend nothing happened? Perhaps Ding Yao will be so touched that she'll volunteer tonight!
At that moment, Ding Yao swayed her waist and walked over to Lei Fuhong. Seeing this, Lei Fuhong suddenly felt his mouth dry and his heartbeat quickened. He swallowed, his eyes filled with longing and anticipation.
However, the next second, Ding Yao suddenly took out a dagger from her waist and stabbed it into Lei Fuhong's abdomen with lightning speed!
"Ah!" Lei Fuhong screamed, staring at Ding Yao with wide eyes in disbelief. "Ding... Sister Ding... you... you..."
Ding Yao raised her index finger to his lips, silencing him. Then, she gripped the knife handle tightly and began to stir, a cold yet smug smile on her face: "Shh—stop talking. You can rest in peace now."
As Ding Yao stirred, the light in Lei Fuhong's eyes gradually faded. His body slowly fell to the ground, blood gushing out from his abdomen, staining the entire ground red.
Ding Yao looked at the bodies of Lei Fuhong and Jin Ye lying on the ground, and an indescribable sense of pleasure welled up in her heart. She had finally avenged the humiliation and suffering she had endured over the years. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"Hmph! This is what you owe me!" Ding Yao said to herself.