Chapter 384: Ancestral Craft

The bodyguard in the passenger seat hadn't reacted yet when the car window was smashed with a "bang," and a double-barreled shotgun was extended from outside the car.

"Get out of the car!" The voice was suppressed and somewhat hoarse, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The bodyguard opened the car door, slowly raised his hands, and then got out of the car. He really wanted to see the appearance of this person, but wearing a raincoat, the wide rain hat covered his whole face, and he couldn't see clearly at all.

"Brother, whatever you want, just say it, we will try our best to satisfy your requirements."

"What we want, you can't give." After speaking, the other party raised the gun butt and smashed it heavily on the bodyguard's head.

"Bang!" The guy's head burst with blood, and he didn't even hum, falling to the ground headfirst.

"You lie down and rest for a while too."

A light laugh came from the other side, followed by a scream from the bodyguard driving, who fell to the ground covered in blood.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Gong Xu was already scared stupid, and no longer had the arrogance he had toward Zhou Andong at the auction.

"Looking

A hoarse voice rang out; the rear car door was opened, and a large hand reached in, grabbed Gong Xu's hair, and dragged him out of the car.

The cold rainwater instantly soaked Gong Xu's clothes; he shivered violently, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"A... a few big brothers!" Gong Xu lay on the ground, his voice trembling as he said: "If you want money, I'll give it to you. One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, no... is that enough? If it's not enough, I'll give you one million."

"We don't want money, we just want one thing from you. I wonder if you're willing to give it."

A mocking voice came from the other side, and then the sound of footsteps slapping in the water could be heard getting closer.

"I'll give it, as long as I have it, I'll give it to you."

"So generous!" The mocking voice rang out again, "I'm just afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"No... I won't!" Whether it was from fear or the cold, Gong Xu's teeth were chattering, clashing non-stop, "Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!"

"You promised, so you can't regret it." Another person walked over, holding a dagger that flashed with a cold light.

Gong Xu shook his head violently: "I won't regret it, I definitely won't regret it."

"Good!" The hoarse voice rang out, "Since you won't regret it, then we'll do it ourselves."

"Take it, take it, you take it." Gong Xu tried to stand up, but was pressed to the ground by two people, and then his pants were stripped off.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Gong Xu finally realized something was wrong and began to struggle desperately.

"Hehehe..." The mocking voice rang out, "Want to go back on your word? It's too late."

"Don't move around!" The hoarse voice said: "This brother of mine has an ancestral skill for castrating pigs; he has never missed, and I guarantee he won't let you lose too much blood, nor will he let you feel too much pain.

But if you move around and his hand slips, he won't find the right spot. Not only will it be very painful, but you'll also bleed heavily, and that could be fatal."

"Be good!" The mocking voice rang out, "Endure it, it'll be over in a second, very quickly."

"No, no..." Gong Xu didn't know where he got the strength from and almost broke free. At this moment, two more people arrived and pinned Gong Xu's legs down.

"Help, help..." Gong Xu couldn't move and could only scream desperately for help. But on such a rainy night, in this desolate wilderness, where would anyone be?

"Do it!" The hoarse voice said.

Gong Xu felt his manhood being grabbed, and then a chill, followed by a sharp pain, as if something had left him.

"Done!" The guy who did it looked at the thing in his hand, then casually threw it into the ditch by the side of the road, "Six, dismantle his legs."

"You got it!"

The guy holding Gong Xu's two legs got up and ran to the van, then each of them hugged a large rock and brought it back; after returning, they lifted them up and smashed them fiercely onto Gong Xu's knees.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After two dull thuds, fresh blood splattered everywhere.

"Awoo!" Gong Xu let out a shrill howl, his eyes rolled back violently, and then his head tilted to the side, and he fainted.

The hoarse voice said: "Carry him onto the car, give him some medicine, bandage him up, don't let him die."

Several people carried Gong Xu onto the car, then went through a flurry of activity, applying medicine and bandaging Gong Xu up, then turned and got into the van, speeding away.

After a while, the two bodyguards woke up, stood up shakily, clutching their splitting heads, and for a moment couldn't remember what had happened.

After a good while, their expressions changed: "Young Master Gong!"

The two turned their heads simultaneously to look inside the car.

They saw Gong Xu lying in the back, his legs twisted in a grotesque way, with blood dripping down.

Then, the two of them slowly shifted their gaze upward, their pupils contracted sharply, and their heads buzzed.

"What do we do?"

"What else can we do? Hurry up and send Young Master Gong to the hospital."

The two guys hurriedly got into the car, started it, turned around, and drove toward Panhe City.

In Fengjing, Gong Jimin received a call from Qin Changzhi and was almost angered to the point of vomiting blood.

After racking his brains and sacrificing so many interests, in the end, it was all for nothing.

As soon as he thought of Zhou Andong, he hated him so much he gnashed his teeth.

After returning home that night, he didn't even eat dinner, locked himself in the study, and smoked cigarette after cigarette.

"Ding-a-ling..."

Suddenly, the telephone on the desk rang, startling Gong Jimin, who was deep in thought, and he reached out to pick up the phone.

"I am Gong Jimin... What?"

Gong Jimin stood up abruptly, his head buzzing, his body swaying: "Where is he? I'll be there right away."

After speaking, he hung up the phone with a bang, ran out with staggering steps, and just as he ran out of the study, his legs went weak, and he fell to the floor with a thud.

His wife, Wei Shumin, was watching TV. Seeing Gong Jimin running out of the study in a panic and falling down, she knew something big had happened and hurriedly went over to help Gong Jimin up.

"Old Gong, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Xu, Xiao Xu has had an accident. Quick, quick, go to Panhe City."

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Wei Shumin also sat on the floor with a thud, "What... what happened?"

Gong Jimin managed to crawl up, leaning against the wall, panting for several breaths, then walked out with trembling legs.

"His legs were broken, they might not be able to be saved. Also, also..."

Gong Jimin didn't dare to continue; he was afraid, he was truly afraid: "Quick, hurry up, go to Panhe."

Wei Shumin let out a wail and cried loudly: "What else? Say it quickly, do you want to worry me to death?"

Wei Shumin crawled up, not even bothering to change her clothes, and followed Gong Jimin out.

"I'm not too sure either, you'll know when you get there."

Gong Jimin didn't want to admit it, but thinking about what was said on the phone, he felt despair.