130: C130 His Wife

C130 His Wife

"Ah...!"2

Nan Jinshen grabbed his big brother's ear and bit off half of his ear like a fierce wolf. He then spat out blood and threw him on the ground.

Half of his brother's ear was bitten off. He staggered in pain and fell to the ground. He looked at Nan Jinshen in a sorry state. "Ah... You little bastard, you dare to hit me! You dare hit me!"

"I will hit you... All of you listen up, from now on... Who dares to speak ill of my mother? I will beat the person to death!" The only thing left in Nan Jinshen's heart was his desire to be treated kindly. At that moment, all of his fantasies were shattered.

Since no one treated him kindly, he would become stronger. He would rely on his own ability to make these trash shut their mouths.

He completely released the devil in his heart. In the next second, he pulled up his big brother who was on the ground, grabbed his collar, and kicked him again and again. He completely made a ruthless move and did not leave any room for negotiation.

Seeing such a brutal and bloody scene. Everyone was shocked by Nan Jinshen's ruthlessness. They were so scared that their bodies trembled after a few hits. Kneeling down and begging for mercy, from that day onwards, no one dared to offend Nan Jinshen anymore.

Nan Jinshen became famous after the battle and became the new boss of those wealthy families in Cloud City. From then on, that kind and timid little boy disappeared, and what was left in this world was only coldness and ruthlessness. The leader of the nine young masters of Cloud City, who had a violent temper and cruel means - Chairman Nan.

Relying on the hatred and ruthlessness in his heart, he had finally reached this day, standing at the peak of power. From now on, everyone feared him, and no one dared to look down on him, slander him, look down on him, and laugh at him...

Nan Jinshen recalled the past, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. His ink-like eyes were desolate. He had experienced the tragic death of his parents. The coldness of having his family destroyed was like the coldness of December, causing him to wish he was dead. It was hard to sleep all night.

It was only when he met her that a trace of light seemed to appear in his ice-cold life. He did not speak and only clenched Su Yuyan's hand tightly. From now on, other than his parents, he wanted to protect the people he wanted to protect. It was his wife - Su Yuyan.

In his life, he would never let anyone touch his wife. Even if it was an offensive sentence, he would not allow it.

On the mountain, at the cemetery.

The thin card swept across and the large iron door of the cemetery opened. The black Rolls-Royce drove slowly into the cemetery with the motorcade.

The cemetery was located at the top of the mountain. It stretched for dozens of kilometers from the top to the bottom of the mountain. It was filled with wreaths. Under the gray rain, the gorgeous wreaths gave off an oppressive feeling of heaviness.

Nan Jinshen, dressed in a black suit, was like a mourning gown as he held his wife's hand. Supporting a black umbrella, he slowly stepped onto the long stone steps. They arrived at the top of the mountain. Everyone wore black clothes and stood behind the couple. With a solemn expression, they landed in the cemetery.

Su Yuyan was wearing a black windbreaker and her waist was wrapped by a belt. Her black pants were smooth and exquisite, setting off her straight and slender legs.

She was wearing a pair of black high heels and her long hair was tied up with a ribbon. Her face was cold and clean as usual and she was dressed in a simple and experienced manner. She accompanied her husband to the cemetery to pay her respects.

In front of the tomb, it was already packed with people. The people from the second, third, and fourth rooms of the Nan family had all arrived. They looked at Nan Jinshen with unwillingness in their eyes. This was the scariest man in the Cloud City.

Without a doubt, his viciousness and brutality were undeniable. He could hit Second Wife's hand with a spear, or cut off the fingers of his brothers.

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