Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 207: Tendon-Splitting and Bone-Displacing

Xu Xiangbei said mysteriously to the two beauties, "I heard that next door there’s a private room where some rich kid is throwing money around. He’s really loaded. A beer for a hundred bucks, a bottle for a thousand. If I didn’t have to serve tea and water to guests, I’d go over and grab some cash myself."

The two beauties, eyes immediately lighting up, made an excuse to go to the restroom and left the private room.

Chen Yonghao, who was drinking happily, saw a waiter come in with a high-end bottle of red wine, thinking it was another sales attempt, and coldly said, "We don’t need red wine. We’re fine with beer. Get lost."

Xu Xiangbei lifted up his baseball cap with a wicked smile and said, "This bottle is a gift from me, no charge."

Seeing it was Xu Xiangbei, Chen Yonghao turned pale with fear. Guilty as a thief, he tried to run but was grabbed by Xu Xiangbei and thrown back onto the sofa.

Xu Xiangbei smiled, "Is this handsome guy Simon? Are you friends with Chen Yonghao?"

Simon saw the waiter toss Chen Yonghao onto the sofa like a ball, and jumped up immediately, "Who the hell are you to hit someone? I’m going to complain to your boss."

Xu Xiangbei glared coldly at Simon, "Just sit down quietly. This has nothing to do with you for now."

Simon felt Xu Xiangbei’s gaze was like a mountain weighing him down, making it hard to breathe, and a chill ran up his spine.

He sensed Xu Xiangbei wasn’t an ordinary waiter and dared not speak up again while sitting on the sofa.

Chen Yonghao screamed hysterically, "If you dare hit me, kid, I won’t let you off. I’ll call the police."

Xu Xiangbei smiled wickedly, placed the wine on the coffee table, and grabbed Chen Yonghao’s wrist, "Relax, I won’t hit you. I’m just here to have a drink with you."

A thread of Inner Strength seeped through his finger, and Chen Yonghao felt a prick on his wrist, but it faded quickly without any sensation.

Xu Xiangbei withdrew his hand, easily uncorked the red wine with an opener, filling the room with a rich aroma.

"This is an ’87 Bordeaux. Mr. Simon, care for a glass?"

Simon looked suspiciously at Xu Xiangbei, who clearly meant no good, but dared not refuse and took the wine Xu Xiangbei handed him.

Even before drinking, just a light sniff told him it was fine wine.

When Chen Yonghao saw Xu Xiangbei release him, he dashed for the door again, surprisingly not stopped by Xu Xiangbei this time.

He cautiously glanced at Xu Xiangbei from the corner of his eye, who still sat calmly on the sofa, smiling at him, pointing to the wine glass, "Don’t turn down this toast, or it’ll be a punitive one."

Chen Yonghao cursed inwardly, thinking he could run away and see how Xu Xiangbei would punish him from afar.

Feeling lucky to escape, he quickly pulled open the KTV room door, ready to step out.

Suddenly, a severe itch spread from his wrist, though with the doorway before him—dim room on one side, the bright corridor on the other—it seemed to him like crossing a vast gorge.

Unable to resist, he scratched his itchy arm hard, but the itching flowed like water, spreading straight to his inner core.

He forgot leaving the room and desperately scratched his itch; soon, both arms itched unbearably.

Falling to his knees, trembling all over, he frantically scratched his arms. The penetrating itch tormented him, making him want to tear through his flesh and extract his bones.

Xu Xiangbei sneered, voice like a Demon from Hell, "Mr. Simon, this move is called Dislodging Bones, usually quite painful. But I added something extra, making it itch instead of hurt. See Chen Yonghao? He’s already tearing his arms open, but it’ll only get itchier until he rips his skin apart. Do you know what will happen to Chen Yonghao in two minutes?"

Simon, clearly unfit for this interaction, watched in horror as Chen Yonghao crazily scratched his arms bloody, turning pale with fear and shaking his head desperately.

"I don’t know."

Xu Xiangbei, as if describing his culinary creation with an appreciative air, calmly said, "He’ll scrape out his hand bones, the white bones, with his own hands."

Simon’s nausea intensified; couldn’t stomach the gore anymore, he vomited violently.

Xu Xiangbei smirked coldly, gently caressing Simon’s cold, pale face with a finger.

"Right now, I’m just letting Chen Yonghao scratch his arms. But for you, I might choose a different part. Can you guess which part?"

Simon felt Xu Xiangbei like a Demon, voice hoarse and tearful like a frightened child, "What do you want? We have no grudges. Please don’t, don’t do this to me."

Ignoring Simon’s fear, Xu Xiangbei continued coldly, like a killer demon from a horror film, "I might make you scratch your face instead, ripping off your skin piece by piece."

Simon’s fragile soul collapsed entirely, kneeling before Xu Xiangbei with a thud, "Please, spare me. What do you want me to do? I’ll give you all my money."

Xu Xiangbei lightly patted Simon’s shoulder, feeling him tremble incessantly, "I’ll give you ten minutes to retract or edit the article about Sun Jiajia. It’s a simple task."

Simon finally understood, nodded fervently like a pecking chick, "I’ll change it. I’ll change it right away."

However, without Xu Xiangbei’s approval, he dared not move.

Xu Xiangbei leisurely drank a glass of wine, savoring its rich aroma, "This wine is excellent—consider it a gift, Mr. Simon, as a memento from our meeting."

He rose from the sofa, walked to Chen Yonghao’s side, and lightly patted his shoulder.

The intense itch in Chen Yonghao’s body vanished, and the raw pain in his scratched arms made him recoil, fearing Xu Xiangbei’s touch again.

"Dr. Xu, I was wrong. Spare me. I was blind to offend you."

Xu Xiangbei crouched, staring coldly at him, "You didn’t offend me. Remember, don’t mess with Sun Jiajia again, or next time, I’ll make you dig out your own bones."

At the mention of digging bones, Simon threw up again nearby.

As Xu Xiangbei left the room, he glanced at his watch, "Mr. Simon, you have eight minutes left."

Simon’s eyes bulged wide, like haunted by a ghost, as he dashed out, bumping into the two flirtatious beauties from before, "Rest assured, I’ll change that article right away."