Chapter 243: The Living Yan King from Hell [Update 3]

The loud noise also woke up Cheng Gong who was sleeping soundly.

He woke up instantly, sat up quickly, hesitated for a second, quickly threw off the quilt, ran out with his bare chest, and yelled, "What's going on?"

When he asked this question, he also saw the scene in the reception room clearly.

Cheng Gong was stunned for a moment, and first looked at Zhou Dongmeng who walked in from the door. He saw him stride up to Haozi, bend down, grab his collar with both hands, pull him up and press him against the wall behind him so that their eye lines were level.

Haozi was only about 1.6 meters tall, thin and small, like a monkey. The man picked him up easily. His feet were hanging in the air, his collar was tightly grasped, and he couldn't breathe at all.

In just a few seconds, Haozi's entire face had turned red, veins appeared on both sides of his forehead, his eyes were a little swollen, and his lips were blue and purple.

He raised his hand with difficulty and tried to shake Zhou Dongmeng's hand off, but due to the brief lack of oxygen in his brain, he couldn't use much strength.

Dizziness, suffocation, despair, and pain all rushed into his mind.

Even thinking, today...

Will he die at the hands of Zhou Dongmeng?

Seeing this, Cheng Gong rushed over to stop him, glaring and shouting: "Zhou Dongmeng! What are you doing? Why don't you let go? He will suffocate to death in a little while."

Zhou Dong clenched his teeth tightly. When he heard him say that, he not only did not loosen his grip, but instead increased the strength in his hands.

“Hmm…”

The mouse that was pushed against the wall had even more difficulty breathing.

His eyes began to roll back, his mouth opened wide, and he struggled to breathe, like a fish stranded on the shore, on the verge of death.

Zhou Dongmeng had a gloomy face, his dark eyes were scarlet, and the strength of his hands was close to being out of control and violent. His lips were pursed into a line and slowly moved: "Boss Cheng, why don't you ask him what he did?"

Cheng Gong blinked. What did he do?

The man was a little confused and turned to look at Haozi.

However, Cheng Gong was also thinking in his mind at this moment. Although they had only known each other for a few days, they had experienced so many things together. From all the details, it was not difficult to find that Zhou Dongmeng was definitely a man with foresight, calmness, intelligence, and the ability to endure humiliation.

What's more, Zhou Dongmeng is only in his early twenties and has just entered society.

Cheng Gong asked himself whether he could be as good as this boy when he was his age.

However, the truth is, although I was lucky when I entered society, I also encountered many setbacks and took many detours before I achieved what I have today.

As for Haozi, who had followed him for more than ten years, Cheng Gong also knew him well.

People born in the Year of the Rat are a bit stupid and dumb, they do things without thinking, and they are a bit greedy. Apart from these, they are nice people, they are righteous and loyal.

But what is happening now?

Is there any grudge between the two of them?

But Cheng Gong couldn't just watch this kid strangle the rat to death.

He stepped forward again and urged loudly: "Zhou Dongmeng, let go quickly! Will you listen to your elder brother?"

Zhou Dongmeng turned a deaf ear to the man's words and continued to stare at Haozi with a cold face. His expression was ferocious and terrifying. There was anger in his dark and deep eyes. Waves of eerie and cold aura emanated from him, and even the scar on the corner of his eyebrow looked so terrifying.

This was the first time Cheng Gong saw Zhou Dongmeng like this. In an instant, he was shocked to find that the young man in front of him actually looked a bit like the living King Yan from hell.

I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

The man shouted again: "Zhou Dongmeng!"