It's Not Your Fault

If Qin Qinghan had looked up, she could have seen the cold and terrible look in Ye Fengwu's eyes.

"Damn, she's too beautiful, much more beautiful than those movie stars. Gao He, you've got skills." Liu Cheng said as he looked at Qin Qinghan's lowered face, also shocked by her beauty.

Except for Manggou and Zheng Tao, the other five men also teased, "Beauty, you've come to the right place."

At this moment, a man named Zhong Long sitting on the outermost side lifted his glass and handed it to Qin Qinghan with a smile, "Beauty, after drinking this glass, you'll become one of us."

However, Qin Qinghan didn't reach for the glass. Instead, she bit her red lips and said, "I...I don't drink."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Long was clearly displeased. Gao He beside him immediately said sternly, "Qin Qinghan, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Don't you see who you're in the presence of?"

"Drink the wine, then sit next to Brother Hao. Otherwise..."

Before Gao He could finish speaking, Manggou suddenly leapt over the three-meter wide marble table and kicked Zhong Long's glass, smashing it.

Zhong Long was greatly shocked and had no time to react before he saw Manggou slap Gao He hard across the face.

The force of the slap sent Gao He flying over two meters before crashing heavily into the wall behind him, his lips completely torn.

Gao He couldn't feel the pain on his face, he was completely stunned by the sudden slap. Did he do something wrong?

Beside Ye Fengwu, Jiang Hao's face fluctuated between green and white, wishing he could shred Gao He, Zhong Long and Fang Gang into pieces.

They...were forcing him onto a path of no return, because he could already feel the killing intent radiating from Ye Fengwu.

After sending Gao He flying, Manggou immediately grabbed Zhong Long by the collar and slammed him onto the table.

"Brother Gou...What did I do wrong?" Zhong Long said in frightened shock. He didn't know why Manggou had exploded.

Manggou brought his mouth close to Zhong Long's ear and said in a low voice, "You're wrong for...having eyes but no judgement."

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, Manggou picked up a silver knife from the table and stabbed it into Zhong Long's palm, the blade piercing through the marble table and nailing his hand onto its surface.

Zhong Long's face flushed red from the pain, but he didn't dare make a sound, even though he still didn't know what he had done wrong. He knew he must have made a mistake.

Seeing this, Fang Gang, Liu Cheng and the others who had teased Qin Qinghan just now also turned pale with fright.

Manggou pressed Liu Cheng onto the table and picked up another silver knife, stabbing it into his palm as well.

Liu Cheng also endured the pain in silence. In Feng Hao Properties, Brother Hao was the eternal leader, and Manggou was his enforcer. All his actions represented Brother Hao's will.

Swish swish swish!

Without exception, all who had teased Qin Qinghan had their palms nailed to the table by the silver knives, blood flowing freely from the wounds.

At this time, Fang Gang slowly walked to Manggou's side and placed his own palm on the table voluntarily.

No one asked what had happened or why they were being punished like this.

Manggou came to Fang Gang and asked in a low voice, "Gao He is your friend?"

Fang Gang replied stiffly, "Just an acquaintance, can't call him a friend."

"But he still came because of you," came the icy reply.

As soon as he finished speaking, Manggou kicked Fang Gang's shin, the crisp sound of breaking bone audible to all. He then stabbed Fang Gang's palm onto the table with a knife.

By now, Qin Qinghan had also raised her head upon the sudden turn of events, immediately catching sight of Ye Fengwu and Jiang Hao seated at the head of the table.

At this moment, her heart was filled with complex emotions. How could he be here? Could it be...the person Gao He brought her to accompany...was him?

She didn't know why, but Qin Qinghan felt very lost now, especially when she met Ye Fengwu's gloomy, disappointed gaze. It made her feel bitter inside.

After doing all this, Manggou picked up another silver knife from the table and unhesitatingly stabbed it into his own palm.

"Brother Wu, Brother Hao, they're all my subordinates. I've let you both down." Manggou said with a shameful expression to Ye Fengwu and Jiang Hao.

Suddenly, Jiang Hao stood abruptly from his chair, the click of a cocked pistol audible as he aimed it at Manggou, Fang Gang and the others.

"Brother Wu, just one word from you and I'll execute them now." Jiang Hao looked to Ye Fengwu, his eyes also filled with extreme remorse.

Ye Fengwu replied in an icy tone, "They are brothers loyal to you. Besides, it's not their fault."

Hearing this, Jiang Hao also relaxed slightly. Although he was reluctant to kill all his brothers, if Ye Fengwu gave the order, he would do it without hesitation. Because his loyalty and respect for Ye Fengwu had long surpassed everything else.

Swish!

Abruptly, Jiang Hao swung the muzzle around to point directly at his own thigh, ready to pull the trigger without hesitation.

Slap!

With a light snap, a powerful hand pressed down on it right before the firing pin was struck.

In a flash, the pistol was now in Ye Fengwu's hand. Immediately after, the entire gun was reduced to a pile of scattered parts in less than a second, even the eight bullets in the magazine spilled out onto the table.

Everyone stared wide-eyed in shock, even Manggou was astonished. As a former mercenary, he prided himself on his proficiency with firearms, far surpassing anyone present.

But he definitely could not disassemble a pistol in one second, let alone remove the bullets from the magazine.

What shocked them even more was that Brother Hao had actually tried to cripple his own leg. What could have driven him to such an act? Just who was this unrealistically beautiful woman? What identity did she hold?

Swish!

Next, Jiang Hao picked up a silver knife and stabbed it into his own palm, saying remorsefully while looking at the flowing blood, "Brother Wu, I've let you down."

By now, Gao He's legs were already shaking badly. Everything that had happened seemed far too bizarre, bizarre as if they had entered hell.

He couldn't help but look at Qin Qinghan's back. His instincts told him he shouldn't have provoked this woman, that he shouldn't have lost his temper on Liu Fu's behalf.

Looking at the blood dripping from Jiang Hao's palm, Ye Fengwu frowned and said, "Why go to such lengths? I already said, it's not your fault."

Jiang Hao didn't reply, only meeting the gaze of the brothers who also had knives stabbed through their palms. In a cold voice, he said, "Do you know...who this woman is? She is...Brother Wu's wife, our sister-in-law. You dogs have some nerve."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces turned deathly pale. Only now did they finally understand why they were being punished like this.

Perhaps they didn't know about Brother Wu's past, but they could feel the depth of affection between them from Brother Hao's willingness to cripple himself just to beg forgiveness from Brother Wu.

And today, they had actually dared make advances on their sister-in-law. What was even more unforgivable was that this insignificant Gao He had brought their sister-in-law here.

Gao He was even more terrified, a stream of urine flowing down his legs. At this moment, he finally understood Qin Qinghan's identity.

She turned out to be the woman of the man even Brother Hao called brother, the same strong fighter Liu Fu had mentioned.

Damn you Liu Fu, you've killed me!

Slap slap!

Next, Liu Cheng, Zheng Tao, Zhong Long and the others yanked the knives out of their palms. With killing intent on their faces, they moved towards Gao He.

They felt ashamed, but even more furious.