Chapter 287

Green Bamboo Ridge Holiday Village, the Wang family's large villa.

Wang Minli had just entered the front yard when she heard her older sister Wang Minjuan's angry voice from the hall: "What did you just say? Say it again!"

Startled, Wang Minli instinctively went around through the back door into the house and secretly watched.

In the hall.

At this moment, Wang Minjuan coldly stared at Yang Tao, who had come forward reaching for money; the atmosphere in the room could be described as tense and on the verge of violence, every inch filled with killing intent.

Yang Tao, the Yang Tao from Green Bamboo Village.

This guy was a victim of the Green Bamboo Ridge fire; last year, because he repeatedly went to the capital to cause trouble, he was caught by Wang Minjuan's people and detained for several months.

Later, due to Lin Dongfan's continual pressure, he had Wang Minjuan arrested.

To protect herself, Wang Minjuan thus obeyed Gao Peng's orders, was forced to let him go, and gave Yang Tao 4 million as hush money.

If it weren't for Lin Dongfan's all-out efforts, this guy Yang Tao would have already been buried in the concrete pillars at the construction site.

The unfortunate often have despicable traits; this describes Yang Tao's kind of person. This guy is typical of wanting money without shame, recognizing money but not people.

Last year he went home with 4 million.

He never considered how much humiliation Liu Hong endured for the Yang family's sake; he would rather divorce Liu Hong than admit the truth of his own kidnapping, which prevented the Special Task Force from bringing Wang Minjuan to justice.

After the divorce, his life was very extravagant—eating, drinking, whoring, gambling—nothing was missed.

All of this happened in less than a year.

The 4 million had already been squandered by him; a few days ago, he went to Mortal Media Company and reached out to his ex-wife Liu Hong for money.

Claiming it was child support, he shamelessly forced Liu Hong to pay.

This beast probably forgot that when they divorced, he alone pocketed the 4 million fortune. Liu Hong took not a single penny, just packed a few clothes and left with nothing.

And he still has the nerve to cause a scene at Liu Hong's workplace?

That day, Ye Jiaying couldn't stand it any longer; on the spot she had security beat up that beast, then threw it onto the roadside like trash.

Liu Hong's side couldn't get the money.

What's more, today he plucked up his courage and ran to Wang Minjuan's place to demand money.

However, in Wang Minjuan's world, this is undoubtedly a shameless extortion act that courts death.

Wang Minjuan waved her hand toward the door and issued a cold warning: "If you don't want to die, get out of here right now!"

"President Wang, since I dared to come, I'm not afraid of your fierce glare." Yang Tao, emboldened, said: "That bit of money you want to use to shut my mouth? Who are you looking down on. Give me another four million, not a cent less. Lin Dongfan of the Anti-Corruption Bureau is my wife's friend; he's in Nanzhou right now! If you don't give me the money today, I'll immediately go expose you."

Hearing that, Wang Minjuan laughed in anger: "Someone like you, trash, still has a wife? You were just beaten a few days ago, and you already forgot?"

"Whether I have a wife is none of your business." Yang Tao kept a straight face: "Even if no one helps me, can't I go lodge a complaint against Lin Dongfan? He stays at the Qinghu Guesthouse; I've checked it out—don't believe me, try."

Wang Minjuan's face darkened instantly: "Surname Yang, do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

"If you really dare to kill me, you would have done it last year—who are you trying to scare? If I died in your house, you wouldn't have a good time either; now you can't intimidate me." Yang Tao assumed a roguish posture, then lay down on the ground and said: "Since you look down on me like that, I'll raise the price—I want ten million now, not a cent less."

"……!!!"

Wang Minjuan glared at the overbearing Yang Tao, then suddenly sneered: "Fine, I'll give you ten million; wait here a moment." She turned and went into the bedroom.

Less than half a minute later, she came out again, pulling an extra-large suitcase.

"If you had just cooperated, it would have been over—damn annoying."

Yang Tao thought the suitcase held cash, so he sprang up excitedly and snatched it away.

He had taken only a couple of steps with the suitcase when he suddenly stopped in surprise.

He felt something was off—why was the suitcase so light? It had no weight at all.

Ten million this light?

Yang Tao immediately unzipped the suitcase.

When he saw it was an empty suitcase, Yang Tao flew into a rage, stood up and warned Wang Minjuan: "You're playing tricks with me, huh? Believe it or not, I'll go expose you right now!"

"I don't believe you, because you don't have that chance."

Saying that, Wang Minjuan calmly slipped off her high heels, then took off her watch.

Barefoot.

Rolling up her sleeves, she said: "Let me tell you an unbelievable truth—our Wang family used to be a martial arts clan. I, Wang Minjuan, am the eldest daughter of the Wang family and also my father's sole inheritor of the ancient martial arts."

"You… what do you want? Don't come closer…"

Seeing Wang Minjuan roll up her white sleeve, a tattoo appeared on her right arm—a black dragon coiling around the arm!

Yang Tao was startled and stepped back two paces.

Wang Minjuan spoke calmly: "Today you came to your own death; regretting it now is a bit late." Before her words finished, a blurred shadow flashed past.

Before Yang Tao could react, Wang Minjuan had already flashed to his back.

She grabbed his head and twisted it.

With a "crack" sound, Yang Tao's head turned 180 degrees, the back of his head facing forward and his features facing his back.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Tao got his boxed meal.

He didn't even have a chance to let out a miserable scream.

Wang Minlei, hiding in the dark and watching, covered her mouth in shock, not daring to breathe, tears glimmering in her eyes.

When her parents died, Wang Minlei was only six years old.

Although her childhood memories are few, Wang Minlei clearly remembers that her father, on his deathbed, had urged her sister: the family's inherited martial arts are for self-defense, not for killing.

She never expected her sister to break that precept today.

"Trash, haven't you washed your hair in days? It's so greasy you got my hands dirty." Wang Minjuan loosened her grip, and Yang Tao collapsed to the ground.

Afterward, Wang Minjuan stuffed Yang Tao into the suitcase and zipped it up.

After finishing all that.

Wang Minjuan suddenly shouted again: "Come out; if you want to watch, do it openly. It's not that I want to kill, but this person cannot be allowed to live. Someone like this social scourge, letting them stay in the world is also a disaster."

"!!!"

Wang Minle, hiding in the dark, walked out trembling.

Wang Minjuan acted as if nothing had happened, smiling as she asked: "Did you meet that online friend of yours today? Is he handsome? What's his character like? What's his name?"

This series of questions left Wang Minle feeling vexed and uneasy.

Wang Minle glanced at the heavy suitcase, then asked weakly: "You're already so rich, you have more than you could spend in a lifetime—why kill him? He only asked you for ten million, which isn't much."

"He asked for ten million today; tomorrow he'll demand a hundred million, or even ten billion, a hundred billion. He'll use this to blackmail me for life, because human greed is never satisfied."

Seeing little sister Wang Minle with tear-filled eyes, like an overly frightened rabbit.

Wang Minjuan admonished again: "How many times have I told you not to cry at the drop of a hat? Mom and Dad have been gone for twenty years; in these twenty years I've never hit or scolded you. Your second sister may have severed ties with the family, but I've never blamed her. To keep this family afloat, I've been out there making a living since I was fourteen—when have you ever seen me cry?"

"Then you also can't kill anyone; we live in a society ruled by law."

Wang Minle's tears wouldn't stop; these tears weren't just from fear, but from a huge conflict in her heart—whether to uphold righteousness and kill her kin!

Wang Minjuan, her gaze sharp as a torch, seemed to see through her little sister's thoughts at a glance.

Wang Minjuan threw out a warning in disappointment: "Stay at home and behave; without my permission, you are not to step outside the door even a half step!"