282: Chapter 281 You Are Not Human 282: Chapter 281 You Are Not Human As they were drenched in sweat, reveling in the primal joy, the Luo couple had no idea someone was approaching them—they were in a state of ecstasy, nearly reaching their peak, about to release their essence.
Just then, a heavy foot kicked Luo Xiang’s body hard.
Caught off guard by the sudden strike, Luo Xiang’s expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his plump body rolled away like a meatball.
His body scraped against dry branches, stones, and leaves on the ground, creating painful marks, and he immediately jumped up from the ground with a face that had turned completely livid with rage as he glared at Tangyu.
Dan Xingyi rolled out as well, but fared better than Luo Xiang—she hadn’t taken the force directly, so she stopped rolling after one turn.
This unexpected attack was like being caught by the police during a raid in the red-light district, only ten times worse.
Just as they were about to climax, they were interrupted, causing both discomfort and outrage, especially since someone dared to kick them.
Dan Xingyi glared at Dan Xingyi while pulling over clothes to cover her private parts, “Who the hell are you?
Looking for death, aren’t you?” Dan Xingyi said with a cold snort.
They had thought this secluded place would be free of intruders, but to their surprise, someone had ruined their moment with such a brute force approach.
At this point, Luo Xiang felt murderous.
His face was dark and menacing, his gaze sharp as a knife as he looked at Tangyu, not caring that he was completely naked, “It’s you.” Luo Xiang’s face suddenly changed, his eyes shimmering with intrigue as he clearly recognized Tangyu.
“That’s right, it’s me,” said Tangyu, with a cold smile.
The faces of the Luo couple grew grim, their eyes flickering with a sinister light as they contemplated their next move.
“Ah!” A sharp scream suddenly rang out as Liu Shanshan stood behind Tangyu, covering her face, her cheeks flushed to her neck.
Tangyu glanced back; Shanshan must have heard the commotion and came to check, only to be confronted with such an unsightly scene.
This was Liu Shanshan’s first encounter with such a spectacle, and she felt so embarrassed she wished she could crawl into a hole; only then did she understand why Tangyu had told her not to come—it was for this reason.
“Shanshan, wait for me outside,” Tangyu said.
Liu Shanshan, without much sorrow, covered her face and ran off, almost bumping into a tree.
In a moment of distraction, Tangyu felt a breath directed at him.
Luo Xiang was actually trying to launch a sneak attack.
Tangyu’s lips curled into a cold arc, and he rushed forward in a flash, kicking Luo Xiang’s abdomen hard.
“Ugh—” Hit solidly by Tangyu’s kick, Luo Xiang cried out in pain and was sent flying backward, sliding across the ground for several meters before stopping.
He knelt on the ground, one hand on his abdomen and the other on his backside, his contorted face both comical and full of pain.
The kick had nearly burst his stomach, and he almost vomited his last meal.
Dan Xingyi’s face contorted fiercely as she grabbed a stone and charged at Tangyu, no longer caring if she was exposed.
In desperate times, who would care about modesty?
Faced with such lasciviousness, Tangyu felt no admiration, only disgust, and he kicked without even looking.
“Ugh—” Dan Xingyi, too, was kicked by Dan Xingyi and fell painfully away, scraping her body as she did.
“Don’t think just because you’re a woman, I won’t hit you.
I usually don’t hit women, but for someone like you, I’ll make an exception today,” Tangyu said coldly as he glanced at Dan Xingyi.
Luo Xiang, having recovered a bit, realized he had hit a hard spot today.
Having been among the jianghu for so many years, he could tell how things stood.
He looked up at Tangyu, “Buddy, I mean, Mr.
Tang, let’s talk this out, can’t we?”
“Then it depends on how well you talk.
Where are Xiaozhi and Xiaoyu?” Tangyu cut to the chase.
“Ah, Xiaozhi and Xiaoyu, Mr.
Tang, you don’t think we did something to them, right?
It’s a misunderstanding, a total misunderstanding.
Oh, now I remember, you must think we deceived you because you couldn’t find them, right?
This is a huge misunderstanding, Mr.
Tang.
Listen, let me explain what happened,” Luo Xiang said slyly, guessing the gist of it from Tangyu’s words and immediately started explaining with an aggrieved expression.
Perhaps others might be fooled by his words, but Tangyu certainly wouldn’t believe them.
“Misunderstanding?” Tangyu walked over, a cold smile on his lips.
At the sight of this cold smile, Luo Xiang’s lips twitched, alertness rising within him.
Sure enough, a foot stomped down toward him again, and although he wanted to dodge, he found the speed was too fast.
“Bang!”
This time, Tangyu’s foot landed on Luo Xiang’s face, the fatty cheeks snapping and swelling up red.
Luo Xiang fell to the ground once more, spitting out a mouthful of blood and looking utterly miserable, but all he could do was endure the pain.
“Try anything that stupid again, and I’ll really turn you into an idiot,” Tangyu said coldly.
Feeling the hint of murderous intent in Tangyu’s words, Luo Xiang’s heart wrenched as if being twisted by a knife.
How could this seemingly ordinary young man possess such methods?
Luo Xiang’s internal complaints were relentless.
He had thought this was a foolproof plan—once out of Donglin City, they could live above the law, enjoying life before moving on to the next job.
One job would feed them for three years; this time, they had made a huge haul, a full million, enough for him and his wife to live extravagantly for three years.
After three years, who would remember this?
But he hadn’t expected this young man to find them in such a short period of time, and his means were so formidable.
Could it really be as the saying goes, “When you walk enough nights, you’re bound to encounter a ghost”?
“Since you know everything already, I’ll admit it.
But we don’t know where those two are either.
We never handle the goods ourselves; there’s always a middleman involved.
We pass them to the middleman, and we don’t take care of anything afterward.
So, there’s no use in finding us.
If you want to find someone, go find the middleman,” Luo Xiang said.
Although Tangyu didn’t know all the ins and outs, from Luo Xiang’s unsteady gaze, he was certain that Luo Xiang was lying to him.
“It seems that you won’t shed tears until you see your coffin,” Tangyu said with a cool shake of his head.
Hearing Tangyu’s words, Luo Xiang’s complexion changed dramatically, and before he could react, another kick came down—not on his face this time, but on his arm.
“Crack—” The sound of breaking bones was heart-wrenchingly sharp.
“Ah!” Luo Xiang let out a pig-slaughter-like scream.
The chubby flesh on his face shook like a bouncing ball from the pain, and large beads of sweat had long since drenched his face.
His right arm was visibly deformed, having been stomped on and broken by Tangyu.
Such a method instilled a few shades of terror in Luo Xiang’s eyes as he looked at Tangyu.
Each attack was decisive; such a person was surely not someone he could afford to provoke.
Luo Xiang felt bitter inside.
To have provoked such a killing god, to have been found even in such a remote place, this truly was capsizing in a ditch.
Luo Xiang’s eyes flickered with shades of light and darkness, his gaze immeasurably complex.
“Don’t repeatedly test my patience and limits.
I truly don’t have the patience to listen to you lie like you’re fooling a three-year-old.
You’d better think clearly before you speak next time, because next time it won’t just be breaking one of your hands.
My patience really is limited; there’s a saying ‘three strikes and you’re out.’ You can try again if you want,” Tangyu spoke evenly, but his words sent a chill down the spine.
“Hmph!” Tangyu suddenly snorted coldly, then turned around swiftly.
Dan Xingyi held a sharp-edged rock and was smashing it towards Tangyu’s head.
Tangyu had noticed her long ago but had simply not bothered with her.
Tangyu’s hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Feng Xingyi’s arm, then he violently smashed it down onto her head.
It was as if he had cracked open a coconut.
Dan Xingyi’s forehead instantly burst open, spurting a stream of blood.
“Ugh—”
With another fierce kick to the abdomen, Dan Xingyi let out a scream and was sent flying.
She crashed heavily to the ground, wailing miserably, unable to get up, her breaths faint.
Seeing his wife beaten to such an inhuman state by Tangyu, Luo Xiang’s eyes flashed with a dense murderous intent, and his teeth grated against each other with hatred: “You’re not human.”
“Humph, if I’m not human, then what are you?
Less than an animal, or even lower than that?
Child trafficking, have you done any less of such beastly acts?
You people, filled with evil deeds, have no dignity to live in this world.
Being dragged to the police station, you wouldn’t get less than twenty years, would you?” Tangyu said with a cold smile, looking at Luo Xiang.
Luo Xiang’s face immediately turned green, forgetting his own crimes while accusing others.
“I’m giving you one last chance.
Where exactly are Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu?” Tangyu asked again.
Grinding his teeth, Luo Xiang could only helplessly say, “The buyers are the wealthy Cai couple from LW County; Cai Long Group, the leading enterprise in LW County, belongs to them.
They have been married for twenty years without any children, both suffering from severe infertility, which is why they wanted to buy two children through an introduction, kids around six or seven years old.
Too young is hard to manage, and they don’t have that time.”
This time, Tangyu could tell there was no lie.
He believed that as long as Luo Xiang still had some brains left, he wouldn’t dare provoke him any further.
He didn’t want to resort to such measures either, but otherwise, they wouldn’t have been suitably deterred.
“How much money did you take?” Tangyu asked.
“One million two hundred thousand.” Luo Xiang replied.
“Good, I believe you have mobile banking.
Transfer that money to my card immediately as compensation for Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yu,” Tangyu commanded coldly, finding a cell phone and handing it to Luo Xiang.
“Don’t think about playing tricks, or the consequences will be very, very dire.”
Luo Xiang shivered, “I wouldn’t dare.” He obediently transferred the one million two hundred thousand into Tangyu’s card.
After all this was done, Luo Xiang bit his teeth and said, “You’ve hit me, and you’ve taken my money.
Can you let us go now?”
Tangyu smirked, a cold smirk.
“Do you really think there’s such an easy way out?”
Luo Xiang’s expression suddenly darkened.
“You—”
But before he could utter a second word, he found himself unable to speak.
Tangyu moved quickly, striking several Hand Arts on Luo Xiang’s body, swiftly rendering him immobile.
Tangyu pushed him to the ground, then walked over to Dan Xingyi and did the same to her.
This was not the Hundred Points Displacement but just common Acupoint-sealing techniques, sealing a few key acupoints so they could no longer move, similar to Acupoint Sealing.
However, this was permanent; without being undone, they would never recover on their own.