"Ah—"
This time, Zhang Ruizhe's scream was much louder.
Song Qiao had slightly increased his force.
Initially, he had only used less than ten percent of his strength, but this last kick had employed half as much more.
While it was like a cat playing with a mouse, he still intended to inflict a stronger punishment.
Song Qiao was satisfied with the effect.
The other party's continuous cries of pain grew louder, sounding even more pleasing to his ears.
Madam Shen, however, was feeling restless.
She was happy to see Song Qiao stepping up for her, but she also feared that Zhang Ruizhe would take further actions detrimental to her after this.
"Mr. Song, will he be alright if you do this..."
Song Qiao looked at her, his face calm, "You've been too lenient with this fellow."
Madam Shen pursed her lips, her eyes narrowed, and she was unable to speak: "..."
Her thoughtful expression brought Song Qiao some amusement.
At this moment, Zhang Ruizhe, by the wall, shouted, his voice shrill, "Madam Shen, I warn you, if you continue to indulge this adulterer, you will fall into eternal damnation."
This time, Madam Shen's reaction was different from before. She first glanced at Song Qiao, then looked at Zhang Ruizhe and slowly replied.
"Warn me, hehe, I think you've got it wrong. Here, in Hua Guo, I am merely an investor. What Mr. Song does is not something I can control. I warn you, it's best if you shut up!"
As she spoke, the timidity in her eyes lessened, and the corners of her mouth turned up. It was no longer a plea for mercy but more like adding fuel to the fire.
Zhang Ruizhe was now utterly enraged. He roared, "I'll be damned if I shut up for you..."
"Slap!"
"Ah!" Another scream.
A teacup flew through the air, hitting him precisely on the mouth, his face blooming with imaginary flowers.
His unfinished sentence was brutally cut off, leaving him only with sharp, piercing cries.
His voice was comparable to a world-class tenor, reaching dolphin-like high notes, capable of cracking stone.
This ungraceful cry only made Song Qiao and Madam Shen frown.
Of course, it wasn't entirely without effect.
For instance, it now attracted several of his bodyguards to investigate the situation.
Initially, Zhang Ruizhe had told his bodyguards to stay away, so as not to disturb him while he was doing his business, especially not to make a fuss when they heard noises.
Therefore, when they had faintly heard Zhang Ruizhe's cries of pain earlier, they had merely exchanged smiles, thinking their young master had peculiar tastes and enjoyed being abused.
But now, the sound seemed too shrill, and something felt wrong, so they decided to come and see.
As a result, they saw Zhang Ruizhe being beaten badly.
Instantly, they became anxious. They had to rescue him, otherwise, Zhang Ruizhe would definitely blame them afterward, and their family would punish them.
So, they rushed into the room, intending to rescue him.
This inevitably led to a conflict with Song Qiao.
Instantly, a fight broke out.
Bang bang pa pa, a chaotic brawl.
Upon seeing his bodyguards, Zhang Ruizhe excitedly shouted, "You want to kill me? Let me show you the might of my bodyguards. Kill him, kill him for me..."
But before he could finish speaking, the fight between the two sides was over.
And the outcome of the fight left him stunned:
His bodyguards, those who usually acted so imposing, the ones who prided themselves on their martial arts skills, were sent flying backward, utterly defeated.
Song Qiao walked towards Zhang Ruizhe again.
This time, Zhang Ruizhe panicked.
He shouted at Madam Shen, "You, you quickly make him stop, otherwise, I'll upgrade all your crimes and leave you with no place to stand in this country!"
Madam Shen gritted her teeth, seeing him act this way, "You dare threaten me again!"
Song Qiao found it amusing, "You brat, you still dare to cause trouble?"
However, he stopped and looked at Madam Shen, wanting to see her reaction.
Zhang Ruizhe leaned against the wall to stand up, sneering, his words slurred, "I'm going to the embassy and pressure Hua Guo. The public security is too poor. A man who appeared out of nowhere dares to harm me and cause personal injury. I'll make him suffer! Let's see if he still dares to be arrogant!"
Song Qiao stood there, quietly observing Zhang Ruizhe, saying nothing.
However, his composure was interpreted by Zhang Ruizhe as fear.
After all, the state apparatus could easily deal with an individual, and applying pressure through their own country's embassy was undoubtedly a good choice. The other party was afraid.
So, this was the correct way to wield power.
For the sake of foreign investment, Hua Guo would surely agree to his demands.
Thinking of this, he became even more certain that he had found the key to cashing in on power.
He leaned against the wall, straightening himself up.
Although he was about the same height as Song Qiao, and their gazes met,
He felt that he could look down on that pretty boy with disdain, creating a sense of superiority.
Thus, he chose to look at people through his nostrils.
After a long pause, he spoke to Song Qiao, "Now, you pretty boy, kneel down and apologize sincerely, otherwise, I..."
Madam Shen lightly raised her hand and covered her widening mouth.
She truly couldn't understand how Zhang Ruizhe could be so foolish, repeatedly provoking Song Qiao.
Even though she had begged Song Qiao not to kill Zhang Ruizhe, this guy kept angering Song Qiao.
She really didn't know if Song Qiao would kill this stupid fool in the next moment.
Indeed, in the next moment, she saw Song Qiao walk up to Zhang Ruizhe, grab his collar, and pick him up.
Although Zhang Ruizhe didn't look short, he was easily controlled by Song Qiao at this moment, with no power to fight back.
It was like carrying a rag doll.
"Slap!"
Song Qiao slapped Zhang Ruizhe's face, which was already bleeding profusely and swollen, making it impossible for him to finish his words.
Then came a barrage of slaps.
"Slap slap slap..."
More than twenty slaps in total, causing Zhang Ruizhe's face to swell into a pig's head, his eyes almost closing from the swelling.
There was no hint of handsomeness left.
Song Qiao casually tossed him to the ground.
By this point, he had been beaten to the point of being disoriented.
He lay on the ground, appearing lifeless.
Perhaps he was still seeing stars.
However, Song Qiao didn't intend to let him off easily.
He took two steps forward and began to kick him.
Bang bang bang!
Zhang Ruizhe rolled on the ground, kicking him.
"Do you want to give him a few kicks too?" Song Qiao turned back and invited Madam Shen, his attitude sincere.
Madam Shen had been enjoying watching Song Qiao kick Zhang Ruizhe when she didn't expect Song Qiao to ask her to join.
She pointed at herself, "Me? You want me to...?"
Her expression seemed somewhat cute.
"Yes, come over. You can try it, it's quite fun." Song Qiao beckoned her over, very enthusiastically.
She was eager to try.
Finally, she walked forward, lifted her pointed high heels, and delivered two heavy kicks to Zhang Ruizhe.
Zhang Ruizhe grunted in pain twice.
Madam Shen seemed to have discovered a new world, and gave him two more hard kicks.
Then, she let out a cheerful laugh, a sense of lightness she had never experienced before.
The two of them delivered a few more kicks to Zhang Ruizhe and exchanged smiles.
Finally, Song Qiao picked up Zhang Ruizhe and threw him into the hallway, "Scram. Since you believe we are involved, then I'm going to sleep with him now..."