er, this is Wang Zheng whom I met on the train from Yicheng to Beijing. I mentioned him before, but maybe you don't remember."Brother! She actually called Su Tianran brother!The crowd pondered over th...Chapter 739: The Unbearable Heavy Flavor of Life

**Ruin, scattered injuries on the ground, your paper has turned yellow. (.

**Fallen leaves, broken heart, your tears are flowing.

Two hours later, Qiao Shanming tightly clung to his legs and limped out of a dark corner. His clothes were disheveled, with tear stains all over his face, his eyes vacant, and there was shocking blood on his torn pants.

Recalling what had just happened, Qiao Shanming wanted to die, but he lacked the courage to do so.

Because he couldn't pay for the fare, that hateful black driver took him to this remote corner where no one was around. And waiting there were two tall and muscular black men!

Quite coincidentally, these three people usually played together and had similar preferences. Unfortunately, Qiao Shanming, the eldest son of the Qiao family, happened to be exactly their type—fair-skinned and delicate.

Thinking back to being humiliated by those three black men made Qiao Shanming incredibly angry and aggrieved! They were simply too much, too much! One was sticking him from behind while another was doing the same from the front. Although Qiao Shanming wanted to bite hard and break them off, they kept pressing on one after another, leaving his mouth unable to close—how could he possibly bite

One entered deep into his intestines, the other reached right up to his throat; Qiao Shanming felt like he was being tortured to death. His body was penetrated both ways, and a fiery pain with a tearing sensation spread throughout him.

Suddenly, in Qiao Shanming's ears rang the theme song of a very popular parent-child program on Mango TV: "Even if one day you lose all your teeth, I can still take you to experience spicy excitement!"

As soon as this music started playing, Qiao Shanming couldn't help but feel icy cold all over! His already swollen member hurt even more!

It's so spicy! If it gets any spicier, I'll be burned to death myself! It went on for more than two hours!

The taste of that stuff was all in his mouth and stomach. Qiao Shanning knelt on the ground, gagging to throw up what he had swallowed, but it didn't work.

At this moment, student Qiao Shanning really felt like his life was dark and gloomy. He wasn’t even sure if he would contract AIDS! If...if he did contract that disease, then what would be the point of living!

What kind of joke is God playing Why must I suffer such torment

In a dark spot about ten meters away from Qiao Shanning, Wang Zheng was admiring the footage shot with his phone. He shook his head and sighed while watching it: "The taste is just too strong; it’s extremely heavy口味啊！我都覺得不忍直視了！”

Indeed, a pretty boy like him being taken to the side by three burly black men for that kind of treatment wasn’t exactly gory, but it was definitely a heavy口味 scene.

This video was much more explosive than the previous ones. Wang Zheng felt he should cherish this hard-won footage. Sometimes, unexpected events might be far more shocking than anything carefully designed.

Wang Zheng estimated that after this incident, Qiao Shanning would develop some perverted habits. Seeing a pretty boy like him ruined made Wang Zheng feel genuinely happy; he couldn’t help but hum a little tune.

It must be said that Great Killer Wang could be quite mean at times, with no trace of compassion whatsoever.

Wang Zheng walked along the roadside, his hands in his pockets, breathing in the fresh air of Philadelphia's night. In truth, when one is immersed daily in a thick atmosphere of blood and death, any kind of air feels refreshing.

The whole walk made Wang Zheng feel much more relaxed mentally and physically. He carefully reviewed everything that had happened recently, connected the most important people and events, and formulated an overall strategy.

The affairs at home should be nearing their end, Wang Zheng looked up into the sky. He knew that even with careful planning, a single mistake could undo everything. Now that Su Tianran had revealed his true colors, it was only a matter of time before they faced off.

The surviving members of Dragon Scale were already assembled. Once he returned to China, many things would finally come to an end.

But at this moment, Wang Zheng surprisingly didn't feel eager to go back. The closer it got to the final moment, the more complicated his emotions became. Perhaps soon, he would finish what needed to be done, and this chapter of his story would conclude.

Was this an end or a beginning

What kind of days were awaiting him after this chapter was over

Wang Zheng looked up at the endless night sky, as if trying to see what color the future held.

Unconsciously, he found himself walking back towards Wharton Business School. It was quite late but the campus still bustled with activity. The dance party had just ended and young men and women were leaving hand in hand, perhaps heading straight for a hotel room around the corner.

"Youth is truly wonderful," Wang Zheng smiled as he squinted his eyes.

But then, in the next second, he saw that lively figure walking among the crowd. The person must have seen him too and stopped in her tracks.

It was Su Wanwan. After she had gone up to her room, instead of sleeping immediately, she walked around the campus for a long time, clearly troubled by something.

"Want to walk together" Su Wanwan approached Wang Zheng with a smile on her face and said.

It was obvious that such a meeting had also taken her by surprise.

"Okay."

The two of them continued to walk silently. Looking at the girl beside him, Wang Zheng clearly understood that he and she were fated never to have a good relationship; his enemy was her grandfather, her elder brother, and both sides were in an irreconcilable conflict. This situation left Su Manman with no way to escape.

Clearly, Su Manman also fully comprehended this point. She knew that silence at this moment conveyed more than words could; the sense of being together was like spring rain gently falling into their hearts. Such feelings needed to be cherished well because perhaps they would not last beyond the dawn.

"Are you tired from walking" Unconsciously, two hours had passed and they were far away from school.

"I'm not tired at all; I take exercise very seriously. This distance doesn't count." Su Manman said with a smile.

"Even if you aren't tired, I still need to see you back because it's getting too late," Wang Zheng waved his hand to hail a taxi and said, "Let’s go, we’ll take the car."

Su Manman didn’t argue. She obediently nodded; she knew in her heart that it was time for this moment to end or else they could continue walking like this forever without an endpoint.

Wang Zheng and Su Manman sat side by side in the back seat of the taxi, watching as the outside light formed a line. The two remained silent; at this moment, silence was the best form of communication.

After twenty minutes in the cab, Wang Zheng suddenly turned to the driver and said, "Brother, isn't Wharton Business School not on this route"

: Thanks for the support from dunga brother! International Club." Xie Qinee chewed on this information, obviously stunned. It was said that the background of the Heavenly Palace International Club was mysterious; its ten founding directors were...