Chapter 36: You’ll Have It From Me Sooner Or Later

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

You Yi ignored Zuo Yi’s gloating and suddenly jumped into his car.

Sheng Yuchen drove out from Mu Chuqing’s community and speedily drove away.

The Aston Martin 177 galloped down the city’s roads.

Even the traffic police did not dare stop him. With their analytical reasoning, as long as this car did not cause any accidents or casualties, they would ignore everything else.

He usually kept a low profile and was never extravagant in his ways. Judging from his current state of mind, they would dare not to offend him.

Despite driving at a raging high speed, Sheng Yuchen still took 30 minutes to arrive at his destination.

His residence was situated in the eastern suburbs of City Fu. It was a scenic pasture within a large military area.

This was the most powerful and well-hidden secret of the Sheng family.

The Sheng family had their own special troops- special ops tigers.

Much of Sheng Yuchen’s youth was spent here.

A century ago, these troops were not known as Sheng but owned by the Ru family. They were brought over from the Northeast region when Sheng Yuchens’s great grandmother married into the Sheng family.

After that, the troops naturally belonged to the Sheng family.

As soon as Sheng Yuchen’s car arrived at the gantry, the guards saluted him and opened the heavily guarded gates.

A row of guardsmen already stood neatly along the training grounds, greeting him in uniformed salute.

Sheng Yuchen remained emotionless. At this moment, You Yi approached him hastily.

“Boss!”

“Prepare the sparring room for me!”

“Yes!”

You Yi could not help but shudder, and discreetly wiped the sweat off his brow.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, or that bastard Zuo Yi would have succeeded in getting him into trouble.

He hurriedly delegated the task to his men and followed Sheng Yuchen.

Although Sheng Yuchen showed no emotion on his face, You Yi knew this man’s temper better than anyone else.

The more silent he was, the more frightening he was.

When Sheng Yuchen is in a good mood, everything would be well and good. He may not be gentle like an angel, but at least he wore his devil’s mask for all to see.

When he was in a bad mood, nothing would be right. He may not be a psychotic killer, but he would definitely be a bloodthirsty demon.

And right now, the man was lurking on the edge of being a bloodthirsty demon.

…

In the sparring room, Sheng Yuchen was sweating all over. His bloodshot eyes were like a hungry cheetah looking at its prey, full of aggression and dominion.

You Yi stood below the arena, looking up at the three sandbags that were about to be destroyed. He could not help but feel a little skittish.

It has been three years since he first witnessed his Boss destroy more than 20 sandbags at one ago. It was the first time he felt a mixture of awe and fear at the same time for someone.

When he succeeded in bursting the third sandbag, Sheng Yuchen shook off the sweat from his brow and flexibly jumped off the arena.

You Yi promptly presented him with a towel and some water as he secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

Luckily, it was just three sandbags…

“Boss, the canteen has prepared your supper!”

Sheng Yuchen took the water and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

Sheng Yuchen’s healthy bronze complexion gleamed under the light, beads of sweat rolling down his healthy skin. He was dressed simply in a soldier’s training kit. An army-green vest, loose cargo pants, and a pair of leather high-cut boots. His body and get-up exuding a sense of authority and power.

Sheng Yuchen shook his head and replied coldly, “No need.”

“Yes!”

You Yi replied firmly and sent Sheng Yuchen on his way.

Finally, he heaved a sigh of relief. You Yi took out his mobile phone and called Zuo Yi’s. “Son of a b*tch, I will kill you sooner or later!”