Capítulo 19: Chapter 19: You Deserve to Die!_1
In the lobby, several security guards saw Mo Han coming in furiously and quickly stepped forward to block and question him.
The Emerald Bright Pavilion Hotel was a five-star establishment that didn't tolerate disturbances.
Mo Han, in his urgency, had no time to deal with them.
Those who dared to block his way were all sent flying outright.
Soon, on the third floor corridor, Mo Han's eyes scanned the area and quickly locked onto a private room at the end.
There were four men in black with sunglasses guarding it, all wearing sinister smiles on their faces.
Mo Han dashed over in a single bound.
The leader of the men in black saw Mo Han approaching and shouted coldly, "This is Master Cao's business, get lost!"
Bang!
Mo Han, not in the mood for nonsense, punched and knocked the man to the ground.
The other three men in black, seeing someone causing trouble, swiftly surrounded him.
Mo Han was in a furious rage, and his attacks left no room for mercy; he swung his right fist to knock one down, then elbowed the sneak-attacker behind him, sending the man flying.
With two thuds, both collapsed, clutching their faces in pain.
The third man in black hesitated for a moment, then quickly pulled out a dagger from behind his back and stabbed towards Mo Han's chest.
Mo Han kicked hard against the attacker.
Bang!
The door instantaneously burst open, and the man with the dagger lay sprawled across it, his head lolling to the side as he lost consciousness.
Mo Han quickly rushed inside.
In his sight, Luo Ning, with a piece of cloth in her mouth and disheveled clothes, was lying on a camel-colored leather sofa.
Perhaps due to drugs or alcohol, Luo Ning's face was flushed red, her breathing was rapid, and the rims of her eyes were slightly red.
"Master Cao! That's Luo Ning's pathetic husband, Mo Han!" Xiong Lu had seen Mo Han at Luo Ning's wedding, so she naturally recognized him.
Following Cao Xiongbin's orders, she didn't leave but stood to the side with a camera, ready to record the exciting moment to come.
By the sofa, a silver-haired young man clad in designer clothes was rubbing Luo Ning's smooth, fair legs.
Seeing Mo Han appear, Cao Xiongbin wasn't surprised. Instead, there was a heated look in his eyes.
He had a thing for husbands' wives, especially doing "special exercises" in front of their husbands.
"Oh? Are you Luo Ning's pathetic husband?"
Cao Xiongbin looked at Mo Han with an evil smile, sniffed Luo Ning's face, and provocatively said, "Your wife sure smells nice."
"Scarface!"
As soon as the voice fell, a hulking man standing two meters tall, with three scars on his face, opened a briefcase.
Suddenly, stacks of pink banknotes appeared in front of Mo Han.
Cao Xiongbin chuckled sinisterly, "Aren't you trying to raise money for medical treatment? Here's 600,000. Kneel down and beg me to 'exercise' with your wife, and the money is yours!"
Humiliation!
Blatant humiliation!
Mo Han's expression darkened, and he kicked the briefcase away, "You're asking for death!"
The pink banknotes fluttered like snowflakes, scattering across the floor.
Cao Xiongbin cursed, "Fuck! To refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Scarface, pin him down for me!"
"I'm going to screw his woman right in front of this bastard!"
"Yes!" Scarface nodded, his savage smile growing as he raised his fists, big as sandbags, and charged.
Mo Han's eyes turned icy, and with a shrug of his shoulders, he dodged and then grabbed Scarface's arm and twisted forcefully.
Crack!
Scarface cried out in pain as his arm was dislocated in an instant.
But Mo Han wasn't finished; with another kick, he sent Scarface flying into a glass table, causing a close encounter.
"Clang clang clang..."
Glass and bottles crashed to the floor, and Scarface struggled briefly before laying motionless.
"Huh?" Cao Xiongbin was surprised. Scarface was a master of underground boxing, normally more than a match for a dozen men, yet now he had been bested by a nobody?
He turned to Xiong Lu and said coldly, "Fuck! Didn't you say this guy was a crippled nobody?"
Xiong Lu's face was filled with fear; she didn't know how Mo Han had suddenly recovered or why he had become so strong.
At this moment, Luo Ning opened her weary eyes and thought she saw a familiar figure; he looked somewhat like Mo Han.
She wanted to be sure, but was too exhausted to do so, just fluttering her eyelids before falling back into unconsciousness.
"Someone! Anybody!" Having lost Scarface, Cao Xiongbin became fearful and was quickly shouting towards the outside.
Unfortunately, the bodyguards outside had already been knocked down by Mo Han, and nobody came in.
Mo Han lifted Luo Ning from the sofa, pulled out the cloth from her mouth, looked at her teary cheeks, and a surge of rage welled up inside him.
He turned around, fiery gaze fixed on Cao Xiongbin, "You deserve to die!"
Cao Xiongbin was both shocked and scared, and as he retreated towards the door, he yelled, "What are you doing! I warn you, don't mess around!"
"I am Cao Xiongbin, the young master of Yunwei Real Estate Group!"
"If you dare touch me, I guarantee you will definitely die..."
Mo Han took a step forward like an arrow, picked up a wine bottle, and smashed it against Cao Xiongbin.
Bang!
Cao Xiongbin's head instantly blossomed, a crimson tide of blood flowing from his forehead to his chin.
Feeling the intense pain, he clutched his head and let out a squeal like a butchered pig.
Xiong Lu, witnessing this scene, was terrified and quickly ran out, "Murder! Murder!"
Looking at the bloodied and wailing Cao Xiongbin on the ground, Mo Han's eyes were cold as ice, "You should never have harmed Ning'er!"
He glared, quickly tapped his toe a few times below Cao Xiongbin's groin.
Before the hotel security could arrive, Mo Han lifted Luo Ning from the sofa, and quickly fled through the service passageway…
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