Demonic King of the Metropolis - Chapter 62 - The Flamboyant Duel Part 1

Tang Jie quickly raised the shining sword in his hand, redirecting a beam of sunlight streaming through the window into Wang Shiwen’s eyes.

“No, no, no, don’t! I’ll talk!” Wang Shiwen shouted urgently. His loud voice startled Tang Jie, who had been ready to strike. In fact, if Wang Shiwen hadn’t called him back, Tang Jie might have gone through with it, as he couldn’t afford to lose his reputation by hesitating.

Wang Shiwen, filled with terror, glanced at Tang Jie’s face, slowly got back on his feet, and pulled a pen out from his book.

“Here’s his address, but please, don’t tell him I told you,” Wang Shiwen said shakily, handing over a paper filled with writing to Tang Jie before tossing the pen away.

“Don’t worry, I won’t say a word,” Tang Jie replied with a smile before pushing the window open and jumping down.

After Tang Jie left, Wang Shiwen quickly dialed Wang Dachao’s number. The call hadn’t connected yet, but his anxiety was already unbearable.

“Hey, Shiwen, what’s up?” Wang Dachao’s voice came from the other end, calm and lazy. To Wang Shiwen, however, it felt urgent and infuriating.

“Qiang-Ge, you need to leave your villa right away. I just got word that Tang Jie is coming to find you for revenge.”

“Ha, what’s there to be afraid of? I’ve got plenty of masters around me. I was just looking for a chance to confront him,” Wang Dachao said dismissively, his tone still lazy.

Occasionally, the phone emitted sounds of feminine laughter and moans from Wang Dachao’s side, which only heightened Wang Shiwen’s sense of urgency.

“Qiang-Ge, Tang Jie’s appearance this time is unusual. You really should leave while you can.”

“No way, I want to see how he intends to take revenge on me. I have many skilled allies here; even if he does come, I’ll manage to escape. You can trust me,” Wang Dachao’s voice cut off as the call abruptly ended.

In truth, Wang Shiwen was only feeling uneasy because he had revealed his cousin Wang Dachao’s address. If it came to discussing the situation on Wang Dachao’s side, Wang Shiwen wasn’t worried at all.

The four people who had previously gone out to ambush Tang Jie were not Wang Dachao’s most capable subordinates; he had several others around him who were even stronger than those four.

On the other hand, Tang Jie was just one person. No matter how strong he had become, one person couldn’t take on four. So, what if he was indeed more powerful now?

Thinking of this, Wang Shiwen finally relaxed and nodded. He pulled back the curtain to look outside; Tang Jie had already vanished from in front of the Wang Family villa, leaving only a trail of footprints behind.

After a while, rather than rushing over to find Wang Dachao immediately after leaving Wang Shiwen, Tang Jie returned to Chen’s villa, had some lunch, and then lazily got into a taxi.

“Hmph, Wang Dachao, I will make you pay back the humiliation from the other day tenfold.”

Tang Jie snorted coldly, his gaze drifting alongside the scenery outside the taxi window. Soon, he curiously asked the taxi driver, “Hey, driver, you must know a lot of people since you drive around all the time. Can I ask you about someone?”

“Sure, kid. Just ask away. We drivers tend to know quite a bit,” the driver replied.

“Do you know Wang Dachao?”

“Oh, him? He’s considered a local overlord in our city-he’s involved in both the legal and illegal worlds…”

“Do you guys hate them?” Tang Jie asked, quietly observing the back of the taxi driver’s head.

The taxi driver hesitated for a moment, as if he had something he didn’t dare to say. Finally, he shook his head and said, “Kid, you shouldn’t ask about people like him. We can’t mess with them, so there’s no question of hate or anything.”

“Alright then, driver, can you drive faster? I have urgent business to attend to,” Tang Jie said.

The driver responded and immediately stepped on the gas. In no time at all, Tang Jie arrived outside an incredibly luxurious villa.

The villa in front of Tang Jie was truly several times more luxurious than both Wang Shiwen’s and Chen’s villa. Not only was the courtyard larger, but the house itself was also significantly bigger than both of theirs.

Seeing all of this filled Tang Jie with immense disgust. He wasn’t a good person, and he didn’t envy others for having money, but as long as things didn’t directly involve him, it was fine. However, if it did come to him, his only response was one word-kill.

It was clear that Wang Dachao was ready to deal with Tang Jie, viewing him as nothing more than a soft persimmon that could be squashed easily. Given that Tang Jie only understood martial arts and was penniless, Wang Dachao saw him as someone he could crush without a second thought.

A faint smile appeared on Tang Jie’s lips, but his eyebrows were furrowed with deep resentment. He scanned Wang Dachao’s villa, chose a hidden spot, and quickly leaped inside.

At that moment, Wang Dachao was lost in ecstasy inside the villa. The room was filled with bodies, as there were a total of six people-five women and one man-completely naked, exposing themselves.

Tang Jie quietly entered the courtyard of the villa, and suddenly a chorus of moans drifted down from the upper floor. Furrowing his brow, he accelerated, leaping up to the window sill. After a few bounds, he climbed to the third floor, observing everything in the room with interest.

“Ah!” Tang Jie shouted in shock upon seeing the scene inside.

Inadvertently, he had caught sight of a pair of breasts perfectly framed against the glass, and he couldn’t help but stare at them along with the other alluring sights in the room.

Tang Jie was genuinely startled. Having lived in the forest his entire life, he had rarely seen women. It wasn’t until he began to undertake missions that he ever left his training grounds. Now, out of nowhere, he was confronted with two completely unobstructed breasts-how could this not surprise him?

However, his shout wasn’t a good thing; he nearly lost his grip with both hands. It also alerted Wang Dachao and his subordinates inside the room.

Instantly, a dozen pairs of eyes turned toward Tang Jie, who was hanging on the windowsill, and several people began to draw their firearms.

“Heh heh, I was wondering who it was; turns out it’s you, little one. So, how do you like the view of my woman’s breasts? Want to come up and have a taste?” Wang Dachao said, leaning out of the window, gazing down at Tang Jie from a lofty position.

“Haha, Young Master Wang, how could I dare touch your woman? Those breasts are so big; I wouldn’t be able to handle it! I think you should finish them yourself, but don’t overdo it, okay?” Tang Jie replied with a laugh, his hands bracing against the window sill as he prepared to climb inside.