Chapter 140 Venting Anger

"Well done, Huang Momo." The man spoke to the person in his arms almost through gritted teeth.

The little bit of warmth that had just welled up in his heart was immediately extinguished by her words.

Even wildcats aren't this sharp-tongued; she's so willful it makes you want to grind your teeth in anger.

“Yes, I forced her.” Fu Yungui glanced at her with a half-smile, then scooped up another spoonful and held it to the girl’s lips.

"You'd better know what's good for you and behave, or I might do something drastic."

"Then don't even think about begging for mercy then."

Momo stared at him intently, the warm soup already pressed against her lips, but she wouldn't open her mouth. She even turned her face away fiercely, not even glancing at him.

This time, she was determined to fight this man to the bitter end.

Since she couldn't control her own freedom, death was always within her control.

The greatest tragedy is when a person cannot even choose their own death.

The man's face turned icy cold. He immediately threw the spoon into the bowl, splashing a few drops of water onto the girl's face. "Huang Momo, are you really going on a hunger strike with me?"

Momo remained silent, but her eyes held a stubborn look.

"Alright, let's just wait and see how long this woman can hold out." He wanted to see how long this woman could last.

After saying that, the man got up, threw the person back onto the bed, and then slammed the door and left.

Momo was jolted by the sudden shock. She covered herself and shrank back, frowning slightly. Then she reached out and pulled the blanket over herself, closing her eyes.

The sun had already set outside, and its golden afterglow bathed the entire training ground.

The man who came out of the room had a dark face, and he had a bellyful of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent it.

As luck would have it, the unlucky Sawa had just come out of the toilet and bumped right into the man.

Sawa was startled. Looking at the man's face, which was now incredibly dark, he felt a sudden surge of nervousness. He swallowed hard and stood frozen in place, not daring to move.

Now, when he sees this man, he wants to turn around and run away. Is there still a chance for him?

"Brother Yun." Sha Wa called out, forcing a smile, but it looked incredibly fake.

The man remained silent, glanced at the man, then walked over, grabbed him by the neck, and dragged him away.

"Since you're so free, perfect, come practice your boxing with me."

"Huh?" Sawa felt a chill run down his spine.

He just came out of the toilet, how come he's free now?

The training ground behind, under the open-air boxing ring.

A row of people stood below, waiting to go up and fight them one by one.

It's called a confrontation, but who can gain the upper hand against a man whose anger has reached its peak?

This man's boxing power was already terrifying, and now, in this state, it's unimaginable.

While the man was putting on his gear, Sawa slipped to the back of the group and hid, his heart pounding with fear.

Why is it that every time that little girl provokes this man, they're the ones who suffer? This man's anger is really biased; it all falls on them.

The girl was reluctant to move.

He thought Brother Yun was finished, completely finished.

That girl has stolen my heart; I can't stop her now.

“Sawa, get up here.”

The man shouted down.

Sawa's face instantly fell, looking even more bitter than a bitter gourd.

He slowly walked to the front of the line from the very back.

On the boxing ring, the man stood shirtless, bathed in the evening glow. His taut, strong muscles were taut, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his prominent chest muscles revealed a beautiful eight-pack, exuding a powerful masculine aura.

Shava was forced to put on boxing gloves and climb up from the side.

When Anu and Nar arrived, they could see from afar on the boxing ring, one of them was fiercely attacking the other with his fists, while the other was staggering and taking a real beating.

"Give me your all, or I'll add another month of toilet cleaning duties."

The man's face was soaked with sweat, his hair was wet, as if he had just come out of the bathroom, and the sweat was streaming down his chest.

Even the punches he threw were spraying water, which splashed in mid-air.

An hour passed, and the man felt no fatigue whatsoever. His fists swung with such force that they seemed designed to kill.

"Brother Yun." Sawa was already panting heavily, and his fist slammed towards the man, as if it were nothing more than cotton.

"Please, find someone else, I really can't take it anymore." Sawa was also covered in sweat, but most of it was from blocking the man's punches.

Shawa was the least resilient among them, but he was the one who got beaten up the most by Fu Yungui.

Over time, he seemed to become a little more resilient to beatings, but only a little bit.

Besides, no matter how resilient a person is, they can't withstand this man's indiscriminate attacks.

"You're already done for? What kind of man are you?" The man had no intention of letting him go, and his punches became even more powerful.

"Next time you try to pick up girls and sleep with them, don't call yourself a man."

"Or if all else fails, it would be nice to send you to become a transgender person."

"Damn it..." Sawa was furious. This damn man not only beat and punched her, but also made personal attacks.

Even if it's an attack, why attack anything else but challenge a man's dignity?

What man would admit he's inadequate? What man would accept another man's blatant mockery?

Sawa also became angry, and the punch he threw at the man became more forceful.

Indeed, anger can generate boundless power.

Anu and Nar stood below, looking up at the two people above, their faces full of puzzlement.

"Nar, wasn't Yun-ge with you just now?" Anu asked, glancing at the person next to him.

Nar stared at the person upstairs, his face calm. "He was with me just now, but he went upstairs very quickly."

Anu was taken aback, and immediately knew what he meant; it was related to that girl, Huang Momo, again.

Before long, Shawa was lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, unable to get up.

"Brother Yun, if you want to murder me, just say so." The man on the ground was panting heavily. No matter what the other man said, he wouldn't get up now.

Fu Yungui kicked the corpse lying on the ground, then waved to the people below the stage, and had someone else take over.

"Brother Yun," Anu stepped forward from the side, "Let's take a break."

The man didn't even glance at him, swung his fist, and beckoned to the people below.

Nar rushed forward, saying, "Brother Yun, let me go."

He knew the man was angry and needed to vent, but he also understood that, apart from himself, few people here could withstand his pressure.

The man looked at the person in front of him without saying a word, and continued to prepare to throw a punch.

As night fell, the man on stage finally had his fill and stopped punching.