C7 I Am Not Fit to be a Good Person

He was almost hoarse.

After shouting these words, his back was covered in cold sweat – not only was he scared by the person in front of him, he was also scared of what he could do later! Qiao Mu was actually this person's woman? She was usually the only one who didn't have any background, so she thought that she could …

Tang Beiyao raised his hand and stopped his subordinate from punching.

He sneered, and reminded her in an unhurried manner, "If you touch her, will you still be able to talk here alive?" His tone turned cold. "I want to know about her."

He had wanted to know everything from the moment she entered the company.

What … "What?" He was surprised, but just as he let out a cry of surprise, he saw his subordinate take out a knife, scaring him into leaving on the spot, "I'll say it!"

"She... "She is an intern in the company. Although her ability is pretty good, she doesn't have any background and rarely interacts with others. I only saw that her life was simple and clean, so …"

The stuttering narration was basically all useless.

Tang Beiyao listened until the other side said the last piece of news. Then, he secretly raised his eyebrows.

"... She had no family and no information, as if she had only one friend who was a doctor in A City. I really don't know about anything else! Let me go! "I promise..."

Tang Beiyao frowned. He didn't hear the pleas from behind at all.

Other than being satisfied with her lifestyle, he only managed to capture one piece of information —

A friend of a doctor in A City.

It seemed that she had gained quite a bit of convenience in the past four years.

But that was the end of it.

"Please, brothers! I won't dare to do it again! " The manager was still begging. Tang Beiyao was annoyed listening to it, so he waved his hand, signaling his subordinate to let them go.

In any case, he had no value.

"Don't... Don't kill me! " However, the manager misunderstood and shouted out in fear. When his subordinates cut his rope with a knife, he was so anxious that he jumped over the wall and stabbed the dagger towards Tang Beiyao.

He thought that only by putting up a desperate fight would he be able to survive.

He thought that taking Tang Beiyao down wasn't a problem.

"Young Master Tang!" The expression on his subordinate's face changed.

Tang Beiyao was facing away from that direction, and he heard the change behind him. The dagger almost pierced his body. His expression turned cold, and he reflexively avoided the abnormal fluctuations in the air. At the same time, he raised his hand and restrained his opponent's movements.

"Bang!"

The dagger fell to the ground, and the man's wrist was twisted into a strange shape.

"It hurts, it hurts …" The manager half-knelt on the spot.

"You don't want to leave?" Tang Beiyao spoke, his voice was low and calm, with a slow and unhurried tone, he seemed to be issuing a death sentence, "Then don't go."

"Bang!"

He suddenly kicked, sending the manager's fat body flying. Other than the sound of bones shattering, as well as the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, no other sounds could be heard …

The other party was sprawled on the ground, not moving at all. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Deal with it." Tang Beiyao started to instruct and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. He took a wet towel from his subordinate and wiped the blood from his fingers and muttered, "I'm really not fit to be a good person …"

Therefore, it was better to follow his plan.

Everything was the same.

"Young Master Tang," Soong Zhe followed over and glanced at the bloody scene on the ground. His eyes were calm as he cheerfully reported on the progress, "I have already arranged everything that you asked me to do."

"Alright." Tang Beiyao nodded, his eyes turned cold, "There's another thing..."