C117 You Made Them Lose Their Ability to Have Children

"Do you really think calling for help will save you? It won't matter who you call! Today, my son is determined to rape you right here on the street!" Wang Guokang declared coldly, his expression oozing arrogance.

"Mrs. Lin? Where are you right now? You need to tell me quickly!" Shen San's voice was tense, clearly picking up on the disturbance over the phone.

"I'm at the entrance of Precious Cauldron Tower," stammered Zhang Qimo, her voice laced with panic. The menacing demeanor of Wang Guokang and his son had terrified her.

The audacity of this father-son duo knew no bounds—they were utterly deranged!

In a sudden move, Wang Ziwen lunged forward, attempting to seize Zhang Qimo. Startled, she dodged, and her phone tumbled to the ground, its screen shattering upon impact.

"Running is futile. I'm going to rape you no matter what!" Wang Ziwen sneered maliciously, discarding his suit jacket and tie with an air of eagerness. "What are you waiting for? Grab her! After I'm done, you'll all get your turn."

Wang Ziwen's commands were swiftly followed as several bodyguards approached to apprehend Zhang Qimo.

Just then, a black car sped across from the opposite side of the street. Three men in black combat attire swiftly exited the vehicle and charged through the crowd. They shoved aside the suited bodyguards and positioned themselves protectively in front of Zhang Qimo.

"Who the hell are you? Trying to interfere with my fun?" Wang Ziwen shouted, his anger flaring, fueled by his unreleased malicious intent.

"You think you can play the hero and save her?" Wang Guokang sneered contemptuously. In Qingyun City, few dared to cross him. He was intent on letting his son have his revenge today—who would dare to stop him?

"We're men of Third Master Shen! We've come specifically to protect Ms. Zhang," declared one of the men in black, his tone icy and unafraid.

These bodyguards, dispatched by Shen San, had been covertly safeguarding Zhang Qimo. They had witnessed Master Lin's formidable skills during their mission to eliminate Xie Kun in the eastern part of the city. For Wang Guokang and his son to target Master Lin's woman was a death wish.

"Third Master Shen?" Wang Guokang's expression shifted slightly, betraying a hint of apprehension.

He was well aware of Third Master Shen's reputation, as Shen's influence in Qingyun City was on the rise, making him a force to be reckoned with.

Had it been Shen San from the old days in Southern City, Wang Guokang would have looked down on him. He even possessed the clout to bring Shen San down. But times had changed. Third Master Shen now had the power to even subdue the Zhou Family, leaving them unable to retaliate. Wang Guokang wouldn't dare to challenge him.

"Are you guys with Third Master Shen?" Wang Ziwen was initially taken aback, then a bitter resentment crept into his expression.

He had been roughed up by Liu Jun, one of Third Master Shen's men, and forced to kneel at the entrance of a residential complex. No doubt, Wang Hongling had orchestrated that humiliation to aid Lin Yin.

And now, here were three more claiming to be with Third Master Shen? Was the name of Third Master Shen so easily invoked? How could Lin Yin, that good-for-nothing, manage to rally Third Master Shen's people to defend his wife?

They must be bluffing!

Wang Hongling had already been reprimanded by the Old Master for her involvement with Lin Yin and was currently reflecting on her misdeeds within the Wang Family estate.

"Dad, remember the incident I told you about in North City? It was Liu Jun, one of Third Master Shen's men, who attacked me," Wang Ziwen complained, unconvinced. "I'm sure these guys are just bluffing, using Third Master Shen's name to intimidate us. We don't have to show them any respect!"

He was itching to assault Zhang Qimo and unleash his fury.

Wang Guokang's face was a mask of icy composure. His son's embarrassing debacle at Water Garden had made him a laughingstock among Qingyun City's elite. He had swallowed his pride, not daring to seek vengeance against Third Master Shen.

And now, these men claimed to be with Third Master Shen?

"Don't try to deceive us. Are you truly one of Third Master Shen's men?" Wang Guokang demanded icily. "Back in Southern City, Third Master Shen would have greeted me with utmost respect."

The lead man in black let out a derisive chuckle. "We've already informed Third Master Shen. He'll be here within five minutes, so I'd advise you not to get too cocky."

Wang Ziwen scoffed dismissively, unable to believe that someone as insignificant as Zhang Qimo could summon Third Master Shen at will.

"Take these three down!" Wang Guokang commanded with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Over a dozen bodyguards charged in, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks at the three men in black, resulting in a chaotic brawl.

After two minutes of intense fighting, both sides suffered injuries. Four or five suit-clad bodyguards were yelping in pain, clearly outmatched by the elite adversaries.

Realizing they were losing the fight, the bodyguards hastily pulled guns from their jacket pockets and aimed them at the three men in black.

"Why don't you keep fighting?" Wang Ziwen charged forward, delivering a stinging slap to the face of one of the men in black.

The man in black's face contorted with rage as he clenched his fists tightly.

Zhang Qimo was utterly stunned by the commotion and couldn't grasp what was happening.

"Get it over with, go and assault her. Then we'll take her back to the villa," Wang Guokang said with a cold laugh, eyeing Zhang Qimo with a covetous gaze, clearly harboring sinister thoughts.

Wang Ziwen wore a smug expression, removed his watch, and began unbuckling his belt. A group of bodyguards in suits quickly formed a human wall, blocking everyone's view. It was evident that this wasn't the first time Wang Ziwen and his son had engaged in such vile acts.

The phone of one of the men in black buzzed. He answered the call, then coldly addressed Wang Guokang and his son, "Third Master Shen wants you to take this call."

Wang Guokang's brow furrowed, and he gestured for Wang Ziwen to pause as he took the phone.

"Is this Wang Guokang?" came a detached voice from the other end.

"Who is this?" Wang Guokang demanded.

"I'm Shen San. I'll be at Precious Cauldron Tower in two minutes. If you dare harm a hair on Zhang Qimo's head, I'll ensure you and your son have no place to rest in peace!" The voice on the phone was icy and menacing.

Wang Guokang's face paled, then flushed with anger at the audacity of the threat.

"I'll give you two minutes to see what you can do. Would Shen San really be so foolish?" Wang Guokang scoffed. He was dismissive, unable to fathom why anyone would dare speak to him like that, especially after his many years of dominance in Qingyun City.

After hanging up, Wang Guokang glared at Zhang Qimo and the men in black with a chilling gaze.

"If Shen San doesn't show up in three minutes, I will cripple all three of you! And I'll publicly violate Zhang Qimo, turning her into a prostitute!" he threatened venomously.

Wang Ziwen also sneered at Zhang Qimo and her companions, "You never knew what was good for you, refusing to sleep with me. Now that you've angered my father, you're destined to become a prostitute!"

Zhang Qimo's face turned deathly pale, feeling as though she was confronting two demons. The unhinged words and actions of these two men proved they were entirely capable of such atrocities. It would be difficult for any woman to remain calm in this situation.

A minute later, a Rolls-Royce Phantom charged in.

Then, at least thirty black Land Rovers stormed the dock, encircling the area in an intimidating display that left Wang Guokang and his son dumbfounded.

Shen San, dressed in a floral shirt and twirling prayer beads, stepped out of his car with a stern look on his face. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he continued his phone conversation.

"Master Lin, I've arrived at Precious Cauldron Tower, and Mrs. Lin is safe! How would you like me to handle this?" Shen San said, sweating profusely, relieved that Mrs. Lin was unharmed.

"Render the father and son incapable of procreation," came an icy voice from the other end of the phone.