Chapter 37: Cruelty

Due to the seven men's eager cooperation, Yang Chen quickly obtained the specific location of Chen Dehai and his son. As for the seven men, they were all knocked unconscious and left by the roadside. It would be difficult for them to wake up before Yang Chen finished what he had to do.

Silent stealth was something familiar to Yang Chen. His keen senses were constantly observing the slightest movement around him. His footsteps were fast and virtually soundless, and his body seemed to blend into the darkness, dissipating into the air.

Having memorized the detailed layout of Chen Mansion, Yang Chen quickly found his target. According to the information provided by the seven men, Chen Feng should be in his own room at the moment, while they were unsure about Chen Dehai's whereabouts, speculating he could be in the study or the living room.

Scaling two balconies effortlessly, Yang Chen quietly incapacitated four bodyguards. His ghost-like figure approached a large room on the third floor of the apartment. Despite it being ten o'clock at night, the room was still brightly lit.

The swaying shadows of the trees made Yang Chen's silhouette appear more elusive under the moonlight. As the cold wind blew through the curtains of the French windows, the scene inside the transparent glass came into Yang Chen's view.

Inside the lavishly decorated master bedroom, he indeed spotted a familiar figure—Chen Feng. However, Chen Feng was completely oblivious to the uninvited guest standing at the entrance of the balcony. He had a wicked smirk on his face, engrossed in an act that would make any ordinary person's blood boil.

With the seven men's cooperation, Yang Chen quickly obtained the exact location of Chen Dehai and his son. As for the seven men, they were all swiftly knocked out and left by the roadside. It would be difficult for them to wake up before Yang Chen completed his task.

Silent stealth was second nature to Yang Chen. His heightened senses observed every movement around him, his footsteps swift and nearly soundless as he merged with the darkness, dissolving into the air.

Having memorized the detailed map of Chen Mansion, Yang Chen swiftly located his target. Based on the information provided by the seven men, Chen Feng should be in his own room, while the whereabouts of Chen Dehai were uncertain, either in the study or the living room.

Scaling two balconies effortlessly, Yang Chen silently incapacitated four bodyguards. His ghost-like figure arrived outside a large room on the third floor of the apartment. Despite the late hour, the room remained brightly lit.

The swaying shadows of the trees added an elusive quality to Yang Chen's figure under the moonlight. As the cold wind blew through the curtains of the French windows, the scene inside the transparent glass came into view.

Inside the lavishly decorated master bedroom, he spotted a familiar figure—Chen Feng. However, Chen Feng was completely unaware of the uninvited guest standing at the entrance of the balcony. He had a wicked smirk on his face, engrossed in an act that would make any ordinary person's blood boil.

On the oversized bed in Chen Feng's room, a naked woman was bound in an "X" shape. Her hands and feet were securely tied with black lace stockings, the elastic and resilient fibers leaving marks of blood on her limbs. The woman's snow-white skin now bore several bruised and discolored areas, evidence of the brutal treatment she had endured earlier.

The woman's dyed hair cascaded in disarray, tangled and matted from her struggles and sweat. Her once alluring face was now a deep shade of crimson, and her mouth was filled with something resembling women's underwear, rendering her unable to articulate anything beyond whimpering cries.

As Yang Chen laid eyes on this woman, a sense of familiarity washed over him. Upon further reflection, he realized she was the same woman who had approached him at the bar where he first met Lin Ruoxi. She had tried to seduce him, sparking a conflict with the bald man and his group of thugs. Apparently, she was the sister of that bald man, and now she had become entangled with Chen Feng.

Clearly, Chen Feng had no regard for this seductive woman. He stood completely naked on the bed, surrounded by a variety of rubber toys strewn at his feet. Some were as small as beads, while others were as large as bowls. These instruments were tainted with a putrid fluid, saturating the bedsheets.

Chen Feng had a somewhat emaciated figure, suggesting a life of excessive indulgence. His exposed lower body displayed a flaccid organ, devoid of any vitality, resembling a shriveled insect.

"Hahaha... You filthy sow... Scream! Cry! How dare you seek other men behind my back... I'll make sure to torture you to death! " Chen Feng's face contorted into a twisted expression of fanaticism. As he continued his verbal abuse, he relentlessly kicked the woman's cheeks, chest, and the moist area between her thighs.

"You thought I played with you because I valued you! Once I bring that girl named Li tomorrow, I'll hand you over to my brothers. You crave men, don't you? I'm not enough for you, so my brothers will take turns with you! Look at your promiscuous appearance, thinking you're my woman? Take a good look at your pig-like face. If it weren't for my boredom, who would want to play with you!" Chen Feng bellowed, gasping for air, as if possessed by a demon. "You want to play? I'll use my toe to tease you and let you indulge!"

The woman was clearly in pain and filled with indignant shame. Her mouth was stuffed with foul-smelling underwear, causing her to gag whenever she tried to scream or cry. Tears streamed down her face, drenching the bedsheets as her body trembled uncontrollably from sobbing.

As Yang Chen witnessed the impending torment and humiliation that awaited the woman, he felt it was unjust. Perhaps this woman herself was not deserving of sympathy, but Chen Feng, a man like him, seemed to deserve death even more.

Just as Chen Feng picked up a black leather whip from the bed, preparing to deliver a brutal lash, the glass door behind him suddenly "bang" and swung open!

"Who's there!?" Startled, Chen Feng immediately turned around, almost wetting himself at the sight of the figure appearing at the balcony doorway.

"Well, well, haven't seen each other in a few days, and you don't recognize me anymore?" Yang Chen's lips curved into a smile as he leisurely pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

The room was saturated with the heavy scent of hormones mingled with the overpowering aroma of GUCCI men's cologne. The combination of these two distinct odors created an unpleasant and pungent atmosphere. Thinking about the scent emanating from the bodily secretions of the couple before him, Yang Chen found solace in taking a drag from his cigarette.

Chen Feng's mind momentarily froze, and then trembling, he defensively picked up the leather whip, cautiously stepping back as he stuttered, "Y-Yang... Yang Chen? How did you end up here!?"

The woman, fixed to the bed, ceased her tears when she saw Yang Chen. She recognized him too—the man who had infuriated her on that day, the man who had failed to seek revenge for her from her brother.

If the previous Yang Chen had been intensely disliked by the woman, his sudden appearance now made her feel that he was nothing short of a savior!

With a touch of mockery, Yang Chen glanced at the pitiful state of Chen Feng's groin and chuckled, "Young man, I believe I've already mentioned back at the market that I despise being threatened."

"I... I didn't threaten you!"

"You threatened the Li family. They are my friends, so in essence, you threatened me."

A glimmer of malice flashed in Chen Feng's eyes as he sneered, "Yang Chen, do you think you can leave here alive once you've entered? If I shout, my father's men will shoot you like a hornet's nest!"

"You can try," Yang Chen replied, placing the cigarette between his lips and slowly advancing towards Chen Feng.

"Hmph, do you also fancy that Li Jingjing? Dream on about being a hero! I will definitely make her mine, impregnate her, and then let my men take turns with her!" Chen Feng shouted loudly, immediately opening the door behind him in an attempt to escape the room!

In an instant, Yang Chen's figure traversed a distance of over five meters. With a hand as strong as steel, he forcefully slammed the door shut, trapping Chen Feng inside. Seizing the opportunity, he delivered a powerful slap across Chen Feng's face!

Chen Feng was dumbfounded. How did Yang Chen suddenly appear by his side? One side of his face swelled instantly, causing excruciating pain. He scrambled to the corner in a state of confusion, pointing at Yang Chen and shouting, "You can't come any closer! My... my father's men will be here soon! They will kill you!!"

Yang Chen spat his cigarette butt and saliva directly onto Chen Feng's face, then calmly walked up to him, towering over him with a cold gaze. Chen Feng shrank into a ball like a frightened hedgehog, unable to lift his head.

"I initially planned to let you die in agony, but your words have changed my mind. It seems you have a fondness for playing with women, so I'll make sure you can never play as a man again..."

Before Yang Chen finished speaking, he suddenly exerted a forceful kick, striking the small mound between Chen Feng's legs...

"AAAHHH!!!..."

Chen Feng's wail pierced the tranquility of the entire apartment building, echoing like the howl of a midnight wolf in utter misery and anguish.