My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 79 - Release from Prison

79: Chapter 79 Release from Prison

79 -79 Release from Prison

“Exactly, exactly, no matter how strong Su Xuan is, at the end of the day, he’s just an ordinary Special Soldier.

How could he possibly defeat Zhong Ge, who was surrounded by dozens of specialists and still escaped easily?” Li said softly in agreement.

“That’s for sure, otherwise I wouldn’t have risked being disciplined to lock Zhong Ge up here.

Now, let’s see what a sorry state Su Xuan has been beaten into.” freeweɓnøvel.com

Captain Zhou spoke with an easy smile as he opened the small surveillance window of Cell No.9.

The moment he saw the scene inside, he was completely stunned.

A full minute went by before Captain Zhou’s body, entirely motionless, remained frozen in place; the surrounding police officers were getting a bit impatient.

“Captain Zhou, what exactly is the situation inside?

Let us see too, is Su Xuan dead?

Or has he been dismembered?” Li’s curiosity was immense.

Captain Zhou stepped back, shaking his confused head and said dumbly, “I must be seeing things, Li, you have a look for me.”

“All right!”

Li was very excited and pressed his face against the surveillance window, only to be stunned in place a moment later.

The policemen behind him, who hadn’t seen inside, began urging impatiently, “Li, damn it, speak up.

What exactly is the situation in there?”

Li, as if he were a soulless form, shook his head: “I don’t know how to describe the situation inside.”

“You’re really stupid.

Now let me ask you, is Su Xuan still alive?”

“He’s alive.”

“Couldn’t the King of Killings deal with him?”

“He should be dealing with him, right now the King of Killing’s hands are on Su Xuan’s shoulders.”

“Then that’s right.

But why haven’t I heard Su Xuan’s screams?

Is it because the King of Killings is covering his mouth?”

“No, Su Xuan seems to be enjoying it.

The King of Killings is giving him a massage.”

“Bullshit, your brain must be messed up too.” An older officer kicked Li out of the way, pressed his own face against it, and after rubbing his eyes and looking again, he was sure he wasn’t seeing things.

“Damn, it’s true.

The King of Killings is massaging Su Xuan’s shoulders.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was astounded.

Those who didn’t believe their eyes took turns to look, and every single one of them gaped as if their jaws would dislocate with a bit more effort.

The people inside the detention center naturally noticed the sneaky glances from outside, but none of them dared to speak without Su Xuan saying anything.

Su Xuan didn’t even pay attention to the policemen outside and simply put his shackled feet on the King of Killings: “Little Zhong, my legs are uncomfortable because of the shackles.

Massage them for me.”

“Yes, yes, I know.” The bruised and battered King of Killings actually carefully picked up Su Xuan’s feet and gently worked on improving his blood circulation to make Su Xuan’s ankles more comfortable.

During this time, with his feet in Zhong Ge’s hands, Su Xuan lay comfortably as if he had no guards up at all.

To the onlookers, it seemed that if Zhong Ge suddenly attacked, no matter how skilled Su Xuan was, he would be doomed.

In fact, when Su Xuan first asked Zhong Ge for a massage, Zhong Ge thought so too.

But the opportunity he believed was a hundred percent chance to ambush was easily neutralized by Su Xuan, and what awaited him was a new round of ferocious thrashing.

After this scene repeated dozens of times, Zhong Ge was utterly subdued.

It was as if Su Xuan could foresee all his movements, and any exposed weakness was just an excuse for Su Xuan to brutally beat him.

“They’ve all gone mad, all of them.

What kind of person is this Su Xuan to have actually tamed the King of Killings?” Captain Zhou went completely crazy.

Even though he was a policeman, and had the protection of the badge, he would never take someone like Su Ge, a notorious killer, lightly.

In fact, one might say that taming a person like Su Ge would be a hundred or even a thousand times harder than killing him.

“Captain Zhou, if you were going to send someone to kill me, you should’ve chosen someone stronger.

Don’t send such trash to be my underling next time, hahaha!” Su Xuan’s irritating laughter filtered through the door and windows.

The faces of Captain Zhou and his men turned even more colorful than eggplants as a tinge of fear for Su Xuan crept up from the bottom of their hearts.

In the end, they could only escape with their tails between their legs, like defeated and cowering dogs.

After this incident, no one bothered Su Xuan again, and he spent an extremely peaceful night.

After Su Xuan was taken away, Chen Wanqing was almost driven to madness.

With her intelligence, she naturally understood that it was the Wang Family father and son who wanted to deal with Su Xuan.

When she tried to use her connections to rescue Su Xuan,

those people who had always been slapping their chests in assurance were now deflated, beating around the bush telling her that they couldn’t help with this matter.

One could say that there were very few people in Qingshan City who could help.

After all, nobody wanted to offend Fenghua Group, this huge mountain, for the sake of a favor for someone else.

Driven to the brink of desperation, Chen Wanqing had no choice but to turn to her father, Chen Tianwen.

After all, with Chen Tianwen’s identity as the operator of Bright Moon Building, the most luxurious hotel in Qingshan City, his connections with high-level figures were naturally extensive, and the power he had accumulated was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Indeed, only those who didn’t manage hotels and were wealthy executives would naturally spend at places like Bright Moon Building.

When Lin Mengxue learned of Su Xuan’s arrest, she too was frantic with worry, but as a low-level employee, she was powerless to help, and her attempts to inquire about the situation seemed to disappear into a void.

The next day, when Su Xuan woke up and quietly waited to be interrogated, the doors of the detention center suddenly “clacked” open.

“Who here is Su Xuan?” asked an unfamiliar police officer.

“That’s me.

Are you releasing me now?” Su Xuan asked casually.

Nobody expected the police officer to actually nod, “You’re free to go now.”

“What?” Su Xuan could not immediately react, and asked uncertainly, “Are you really letting me go?”

“Are you annoying or what?

You’re being released and you’re not happy about it?

If you like, I don’t mind keeping you here a few more days,” the police officer replied, his attitude not very pleasant.

Although Su Xuan was confused, he understood that someone must have bailed him out.

Eager to leave the detention center, which was even more boring than a military camp, Su Xuan felt naturally elated.

As he walked to the door, he cast one last glance inside, his gaze finally resting on Wu Fei.

“After I leave, please take care of Wu Fei for me.

If something happens to him, I won’t let you off the hook,” Su Xuan said.

The primary reason he bothered to say this was because of Wu Fei’s sister, who worked as a chest model.

“Yes, yes, don’t worry.

With me, Zhong Ge, here, nobody will dare to bully him,” Zhong Ge said, his distinctive facial features twisting in a way that was difficult to look at directly.

Unable to resist, Su Xuan got goosebumps and turned to leave without any reluctance.

Even he had not anticipated that because of his words, Wu Fei, who was originally bullied in the number nine detention center, would instantly become someone with the status of a ‘big shot’.

Once out of the detention center, Su Xuan couldn’t wait to call Chen Wanqing, missing his goddess CEO wife immensely.

Duu-duu-duu!

The busy tone of the phone continued for a long while, and it took nearly one minute before it was finally answered.

“Hello, is this Su Xuan?

Are you out?” The voice of Chen Wanqing trembled with a mix of excitement and panic.

Upon hearing the voice he had longed for, a hint of sweetness flashed through Su Xuan’s heart, “Wife, where are you now?

I’ll come to you.”

“You…

You don’t need to come find me,” Chen Wanqing’s words faltered, then she steadied herself, quickly changing the subject, “By the way, a girl named Lin Mengxue, who claims to be your sister, is very worried about you.

You should go see her first now that you’re out.”

Feeling that Chen Wanqing’s voice was a bit abnormal, Su Xuan asked with concern, “Wife, has something happened to you?”

“No, nothing’s wrong.

I’m just negotiating a deal.

I’m relieved that you’re out.

You should head home first.

We’ll talk about anything else later.

Click!” Just as Chen Wanqing finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Even though Su Xuan felt something was off, he thought that Chen Wanqing might indeed be in the middle of a deal, so he didn’t dwell on it.

He hailed a cab and headed for his home.

Half an hour later, at Songzhou Garden Community.

After getting out of the car, Su Xuan stretched lazily.

He was impatient to take a warm shower and have a good sleep.

Of course, it would be even more perfect if Lin Mengxue had the day off and he could sleep holding the beauty.

With these thoughts, Su Xuan quickened his pace.

Just as he entered the staircase, he felt a commotion coming from upstairs, emanating precisely from his apartment’s door.

“Ah, what are you doing?

I’m telling you, this is a society ruled by law.

If you keep this up, I’m going to call the police,” Lin Mengxue’s frantic voice descended from above, causing Su Xuan to stiffen and his face to be instantly covered with a frosty expression.

Upstairs, Wang Meng, his arm in a cast and his face swollen like a pig’s head, was eyeing Lin Mengxue, who wore a semi-transparent nightgown, with seven or eight big men holding hammers and axes surrounding her menacingly.

“Don’t think you can scare me with threats of calling the police.

That bastard Su Xuan was thrown into jail because of me.

You’d better submit to me quietly, or I’ll send you to join Su Xuan in jail,” a sinister smile crept across Wang Meng’s face as his remaining hand uncontrollably reached for Lin Mengxue’s barely concealed, semi-transparent peaks.

“Ah, don’t!” Lin Mengxue’s face flashed with indignation as she hurried back into her room, trying to shut the door, but a quick-reacting bodyguard blocked the door preventing it from closing.

In desperation and embarrassed modesty, Lin Mengxue’s predicament only became more enticing, but as a delicate woman, she was no match for a professional bodyguard, and it seemed inevitable that the big men would break down the door and enter.