Chapter 120: Still Wanting To Chew The Tender Grass As An Old Ox?
The woman disdainfully curled her lips, but she didn’t say anything more.
She knew her man was currently in a fit of anger. It would be fine to add insult to injury, but if she said too much and further angered him, leading to another beating, it wouldn’t be worth it.
Don’t think that small households don’t have internal strife. Women who are old and have lost their looks are the most fond of internal strife.
Men like young and tender women. For someone like her, old and faded, if she didn’t make her presence known, the master wouldn’t even glance into her room.
They say women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty; nights can be very lonely.
“Alright, all of you, scram!”
The subordinates quickly scattered like birds, disappearing into the rainy night.
After chasing away all the subordinates and servants, Scarface touched his sore cheek, his anger still simmering.
“Damn it, these little devils hit really hard. Go get me some safflower oil to rub on this.”
The woman squinted and smiled, her eyes sparkling. “Master, the safflower oil is in my room. You go lie down, and I can massage it for you properly.”
Just as they were returning to their room, they didn’t know that on the wall, a pair of eyes were staring fixedly at them.
It was late at night, and the rain was getting heavier, making a rustling sound as it hit the trees.
*Crack*~~
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, bringing brief light to the dim earth.
A person dressed in night-walking clothes agilely climbed down from the wall and stealthily crept towards the master bedroom, the rustling rain serving as the best cover.
The dagger quietly picked the bolt, gently pushed the door open, and the person squeezed inside without a sound.
In a few steps, he reached the bed and, looking at the two people sleeping separately on the bed, killing intent surfaced in the eyes of the man in black.
“Who… woo woo woo…” Scarface, who hadn’t been completely asleep, suddenly woke up, but before he could cry out, his mouth was covered.
*Pfft*~~
The moment the dagger was plunged in, Scarface’s eyes widened. He reached out, trying to grab something, but finally let his hands fall powerlessly.
“Hmm? Master, do you want some? Come… woo…”
Scarface’s wife thought Scarface had ‘had a change of heart’ and groggily reached for his crotch.
But the next second, her mouth and nose were covered. She immediately sobered up and, seeing the man in black in front of her, tried to retreat in fear, but was yanked over.
Five minutes later, the woman was bound hand and foot on a boat.
Looking at his handiwork, Cao Weida felt a little ashamed.
Damn it, when tying her up, he unconsciously followed the binding techniques from Japanese adult films before transmigration.
Already wearing only a single garment, the ropes tightened, revealing her slender curves unmistakably.
“I’ll loosen your mouth. If you dare to scream, I’ll kill you immediately!”
The woman nodded repeatedly, trembling and terrified. Now that she thought the blade was at her mercy, how could she dare to resist.
Seeing her agree, Cao Weida removed the gag. “Behave yourself.”
“Esteemed sir, spare my life. You want money, right? I’ll give it all to you.” The woman shivered, tears streaming down her face as if they were free.
“As long as you cooperate honestly, I naturally won’t harm you.” The corners of Cao Weida’s mouth under his mask couldn’t help but curl into a cold smile.
“Tell me, where is the money? I’m warning you beforehand, you’d better not play any tricks.”
“I’ll be honest, I’ll definitely be honest.” The woman trembled. “Master’s money is all in a secret compartment under the bed.”
Cao Weida glanced at her, moved the bed, and according to what the woman said, he indeed found a secret compartment.
But he didn’t act himself. Instead, he untied the woman. “You, go and get the money out.”
The woman’s face instantly changed. “I… I…”
“Hmph, as expected, you’re not being honest!” A cold glint flashed in Cao Weida’s eyes, showing a hint of mockery. Such a petty trick, daring to show off in front of him, was simply courting death: “You have two choices now, either open the secret compartment, or I’ll kill you!”
He had clearly seen the hope in the woman’s eyes just now!
It was fortunate that he remained vigilant, otherwise, he might have been tricked.
The woman’s expression stiffened, and she forced out a few smiles. “Sir, I am a weak woman, how could I have that strength…”
Before she could finish, Cao Weida grabbed her by the neck, his cold gaze piercing her eyes: “Do you think I’m negotiating with you? I’m ordering you!”
“I’ll count to three. If you don’t go, then I’ll choose for you!”
“One.”
“Two!”
“No, I won’t open it, I won’t open it!” The woman was terrified, falling to the ground with a thud, kicking her legs and crawling backward.
“Hmph, then I’ll choose for you!” Cao Weida raised his dagger. A flash of lightning outside illuminated the chilling aura of the dagger.
“Sir, I beg you, there’s a mechanism inside, if I open it, I’ll die!!” The woman’s heart pounded violently. Seeing the villain about to kill her, she scrambled backward, fearfully saying, “I’ll tell you! I’ll give you all the money, as long as you promise to spare me, I’ll give you all my money!”
“You won’t shed tears until you see the coffin!” Cao Weida snorted coldly, walked over in a few strides, grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her over.
Don’t underestimate her; isn’t a venomous heart often attributed to women?
This woman definitely qualifies as having a venomous heart!
For Scarface to have built such a large business over the years, this woman played a crucial role!
“You want to live, right? That depends on your performance!”
“If you satisfy me, it’s not impossible that I’ll let you go!”
The woman seemed to have misunderstood. As soon as she finished speaking, she eagerly started to pull at Cao Weida’s trousers.
Cao Weida’s mouth twitched, and he shoved her to the ground. “That’s not what I meant! I meant for you to hand over the money!”
Just look at yourself, maybe you had some charm when you were young, but now you’re so old, your breasts are sagging, and you still want to eat young grass like an old cow?!
What a pipe dream!
The hole above won’t work either!
The woman was pushed down, a mix of fear and regret on her face. Tremblingly, she pointed to a corner of the wall: “Over there, behind the bookshelf, there’s a secret door, and downstairs is the basement. All the money is in there.”
“You lead the way.”
Although the woman was unwilling, she had no choice but to obediently lead the way.
Fifteen small gold bars +15, six large gold bars +6, silver dollars +12500, union bonds not counted.
Looking at the haul from half an hour of scraping together, Cao Weida was somewhat satisfied.
His gaze then shifted to the woman, who trembled and forced a smile: “Good sir, all the money is here.”
“Good, you’re sensible. A gentleman’s word is his bond. I’ll let you go for now.”
The woman’s heart rejoiced, and just as she was about to express her gratitude, the next moment…
*Pfft*~~
“You… you said you’d spare me…”
“Oh, really? Then I apologize, I am a scoundrel.” Cao Weida shrugged. “A joke, you a venomous woman who has harmed countless people, you think I’d spare you?”
If nothing else, you apparently tried to kill me just now, so you’ve already forfeited your way out!
He collected all the money into his space, glanced at the dead woman on the ground with unseeing eyes, indifferently carried her to the bed, erased all traces, and then quickly departed under the cover of the rainy night.
The next morning, Scarface’s courtyard house was shrouded in an unusual silence.
In the past, Scarface always woke up early, paced around the courtyard, and directed household affairs to demonstrate his power.
But today, the sun had already risen, yet there was no sign of him, and even his wife hadn’t gotten up.
The servants were whispering in the hallway.
“Strange, why hasn’t Master Jenory woken up yet?”
“Who knows? The master threw a big tantrum yesterday. Perhaps last night’s rage led to overexertion.”
“Heh heh, you have to admit, that’s quite possible.”
A relatively old butler frowned. “Alright, get back to work. Why so much curiosity every day.”
For some reason, he had a premonition of something bad. He looked at the closed bedroom door and paced directly towards it.
*Knock, knock, knock*~~
“Master, Madam, are you up?”
“Master, Madam?”
After calling out twice, there was silence inside, with no response.
The butler’s heart tightened instantly. Hesitantly, he tried to push the door; it wasn’t locked from the inside. With a slight push, it actually opened.
Just as he was about to step inside, he was hit by a strong smell of blood.
The butler’s heart skipped a beat. He pushed the door open wider, and in the morning sunlight, the butler saw two bodies lying on the bed at a glance.
The bodies were motionless, lying in dark red pools of blood, the color of blood that had long since dried.
Below the edge of the bed, there was also a pool of bloodstain, the entire scene looking shocking.
The butler felt his vision go black, his legs go weak, and he almost fainted on the spot.
He suppressed the churning in his stomach, staggered out of the room, and shouted, “Help! Murder! Master, Master and Madam are in trouble!!”
In an instant, the courtyard descended into chaos. Servants rushed about in panic, while the women shrieked in terror.
The news of Scarface’s tragic fate was like a bombshell, instantly plunging the entire courtyard into chaos and panic.
However, a few bolder individuals secretly rejoiced, thinking that Scarface, that black-hearted man, should have died long ago!
After Scarface’s incident, the servants quickly notified the police station.
In the Bureau Chief’s office, Xu Hancheng, who was drinking tea and chatting with Cao Weida, stood up abruptly upon hearing the news, his eyes wide with disbelief. “What did you say?! Scarface is dead!?”
His gaze involuntarily fell on Cao Weida, a flicker of suspicion flashing in his eyes.
He had just made an enemy of Louzi yesterday, and today the man was dead. Instinctively, he began to suspect Cao Weida.
“No, Bureau Chief, what’s with that look? You don’t suspect it was me, do you?” Cao Weida stood up abruptly, thinking to himself, you’re actually quite close to the truth.
