Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Capítulo 1588: Chapter 1581: Sun Yaoyang’s Killing Intent

“No, stop, stop, I beg you to stop, whatever you want, I can agree to it…”

Sun Yaoyang shouted hysterically through his phone when he saw Lu Tianxing’s True Qi forming into a giant hand.

Lu Tianxing ignored Sun Yaoyang, as if he hadn’t heard his screams, and the True Qi slammed down forcefully.

“Boom!”

The violent force gave Sun Xiong no chance to react. The massive True Qi palm slammed down, crushing him from above. Sun Xiong couldn’t even utter a scream before being pounded into the ground, along with those sows, buried and trapped deeply. By the time the True Qi dissipated, Sun Xiong’s flesh had turned into paste, dead beyond recognition, mixed with the blood of the sows, indistinguishable.

The phone was silent. Sun Yaoyang stared blankly at everything in front of him, his face full of anger and astonishment. He truly hadn’t expected Lu Tianxing to be so brazen, to kill Sun Xiong right in front of him.

Not only Sun Yaoyang was shocked by Lu Tianxing’s audacity, but even Wu Tao, who had been standing there, hadn’t expected Lu Tianxing to be so bold, not only killing Sun Xiong but doing it right in front of Sun Yaoyang.

It’s important to remember Sun Xiong belonged to the Northern Sun Family. Although their strength wasn’t on par with Beijing’s major families, they weren’t weak either. More importantly, Sun Family had always stayed in the north, untouchable even by Beijing’s aristocratic families. With Lu Tianxing now having enemies everywhere, antagonizing the Sun Family was not a wise choice; it meant creating a formidable foe.

Yet Lu Tianxing disregarded all this, making Wu Tao shiver at Lu Tianxing’s ruthlessness, gaining a clear understanding of how deadly he was. Such a person is truly insane; as long as you don’t provoke him, it’s fine. But if you dare to offend him, he won’t stop until death.

He finally understood why the saying went: Better to provoke King Yan than Lu Tianxing. This person is a lunatic; offend him, and he will tear himself apart to get even, biting a piece from you even in death. Such people are the most terrifying, disregarding any consequences.

“It’s a pity, I didn’t hear your words earlier, your son is dead now.”

Lu Tianxing withdrew his True Qi, as if he had done something trivial, his cold voice reaching Sun Yaoyang’s ears.

Hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Sun Yaoyang snapped back to reality, his voice filled with ferocity, his tone like a chilling wind blowing from the Nine Nether Purgatory, sending shivers down one’s spine: “Good, very good, all these years, you are the first person daring to challenge the Sun Family. No matter who you are, I, Sun Yaoyang, swear here, if I don’t kill you, I am not human. I shall tear you limb from limb and scatter your bones!”

“Hahaha, tear me apart, good, I’ll be waiting for you, but I hope you won’t make me wait too long. Otherwise, when I return to the north, it will be the time to bloodwash the Sun Family.”

“You won’t have the chance.”

Sun Yaoyang’s eyes flickered with a maddened killing intent, the aura emanating from him sending chills down one’s spine.

Lu Tianxing coldly smiled, said not another word, and directly hung up the phone. From the moment Sun Xiong kidnapped Luan Hongyue, he marked Sun Xiong with an inevitable death tag in his heart, tearing apart with the Sun Family was certain, not something to overly worry about.

Moreover, if he spared Sun Xiong this time, given the nature of these dissolute youths, Sun Xiong would never spare him later, finding ways to trouble him and exact revenge. Rather than letting a wolf linger around, eyeing him, it was better to slaughter the wolf from the beginning, eliminating the threat forever.

With his current forces, he didn’t need to fear the Sun Family. In Modu, he wasn’t concerned about anyone daring to harm Bai Zhiqing and the others. The Sun Family lacked the capability to deal with him.

Qin Island City, Fulong Mountain’s villa atop the mountain, lit up the entire mountaintop, showcasing the villa’s luxury.

In the villa’s hall, Sun Yaoyang sat there with a twisted expression, blood-red eyes, resembling a beast ready to go berserk, clutching the phone tightly in his right hand.

Under the light, Sun Yaoyang’s face revealed profound hatred, emitting palpable killing intent from every part of his body, like a demon emerging from Hell, inducing a chilling feeling even at a glance.

“Yaoyang, what’s wrong, what happened, who made you so angry, don’t scare me.”

At that moment, a voice full of concern came from behind Sun Yaoyang.

Simultaneously, light footsteps approached from behind. A woman dressed in sleepwear descended from upstairs.

Under the illumination, the woman had a standard oval face, her skin fair and smooth, clad in silk pajamas, gracefully coming downstairs. In her every move, through her pajamas, one could discern her skin and alluring figure, with immense charm in her gestures and smiles.

After descending, the woman sat next to Sun Yaoyang, softly asking, “Yaoyang, what happened, who made you so angry?”

“Xiong’er is dead, he died in Modu.” Sun Yaoyang glanced at the woman beside him and said with a grim face, his tone carrying an uncontainable killing intent. Sun Xiong was his only son, and now his only son is dead. He is left without an heir, and he wants revenge, revenge for Sun Xiong.

“What did you say? Yaoyang, you’re not lying to me?”

Upon hearing Sun Yaoyang’s words, the woman’s face suddenly changed, filled with disbelief—Sun Xiong is dead, how could this be possible?

“Yaoyang, what exactly happened, what on earth is going on?”

The woman also realized the serious nature of the situation—she was not Sun Xiong’s mother, just Sun Yaoyang’s mistress—but she was too aware of the consequences of Sun Xiong’s death.

Sun Xiong was Sun Yaoyang’s biological son, his only son. More importantly, Sun Yaoyang was once plotted against by a rival family, ultimately rescued, but though he could still function as a man, he lost the ability to father children. Sun Xiong was Sun Yaoyang’s only son, and now that Sun Xiong is dead, Sun Yaoyang can be said to have no descendants.

Who could it be, who dares so much, aren’t they afraid of the Sun Family’s mad retaliation?

“I don’t know, I didn’t see that guy’s face, but that guy turned my son into mincemeat right in front of me. I want to kill him. I want to kill him.”

Sun Yaoyang’s eyes are red, almost bleeding, his voice like a chilling wind blowing from Hell, terrifying.

At this moment, Sun Yaoyang is overwhelmed by killing intent and hatred, all reason destroyed by murder intent. The pain of his son being turned to mincemeat before his eyes was unimaginable. Now, Sun Yaoyang’s heart is filled with anger and murderous intent.

“What.”

Upon hearing Sun Yaoyang’s words, the woman’s face turned extremely grim. She initially thought someone killing Sun Xiong was bad enough, but she never expected that person dared enough not only to kill Sun Xiong but do so in front of Sun Yaoyang, disregarding the Sun Family.

“No, no, I absolutely cannot let my son die in vain like this. I’m going to Modu, I want revenge for my son, I want to dismember that guy, use the whole family’s blood to honor my son’s spirit in heaven.”

Sun Yaoyang let out a hysterical roar, suddenly stood from the sofa, and with murderous fury headed outside.

“Yaoyang, wait, you can’t go to Modu now.” Seeing Sun Yaoyang’s actions, the woman’s face suddenly changed dramatically. She immediately stood up, grabbed Sun Yaoyang’s arm, and exclaimed loudly.

“Why.”

Sun Yaoyang turned his head, his face crimson as he looked at the woman, his eyes flashing with violent energy.

Seeing Sun Yaoyang’s rampant gaze, the woman hurriedly said: “Yaoyang, don’t be impulsive now. Even if you go to Modu now, it might not do any good. Perhaps the opponent is waiting there for you, waiting for you to walk right into the trap. If anything happens to you, what should I do?”

“What do you mean.”

Sun Yaoyang’s voice still held a trace of gloominess, but the severe violence diminished somewhat, evidently the woman held some weight in Sun Yaoyang’s eyes.

“Yaoyang, think carefully, did the opponent know Sun Xiong belonged to the Sun Family when they killed him?” The woman stared at Sun Yaoyang as she calmly spoke.

“They did, so what.” Sun Yaoyang nodded and said.

“This means killing Sun Xiong in front of you was part of their plan.”

“You mean to say, they deliberately killed my son in front of me to provoke me into losing my reason?”

After all, Sun Yaoyang was the Family Head of the Sun Family. Although he was momentarily blinded by rage, he gradually regained composure upon hearing the woman’s words, though a lingering murder intent still surrounded him.

“Precisely.”

The woman nodded and said, “If nothing else, the opponent likely intends to provoke you, lure you to Modu, and kill you too. After all, our Sun Family has operated in the North for years. Although not entirely invincible, we are strong enough. Trying to deal with you in the North is nearly impossible.”