“No… let… go…”

Li Ci was on the verge of death.

Yet Gang Zi still clutched her tightly, refusing to release his grip.

After spitting twice at the woman before him, he finally loosened his iron grip just as she was about to be strangled to death by his own hands. Then he slapped her face twice—loud, resounding slaps that rang out across the room.

“You bitch! I’m warning you solemnly: while I’m not by the Young Mistress’s side, you’d better behave yourself and obey her every word!

If I find out you’ve bullied my Young Mistress—or if you dare to harm her again like you did back then—I won’t be as civilized and reasonable as she is. I won’t waste my time arguing with you!

The first thing I’ll do is kill you, dismember you, and throw your pieces into the cesspool to feed the flies! And then it’ll be your whole family—from eldest to youngest—not a single one of them will survive!

I’m not bluffing; this is a serious, official warning. So if you want to stay alive, there’s only one choice:

Stay by my Young Mistress’s side and obey her instructions! Don’t make her angry! If she gets hurt even a little because of you, you’ll have to pay me tenfold, a hundredfold, or even a thousandfold!”

With that, Gang Zi grabbed her by the back of the neck, lifting her up as easily as one would lift a chick, and strode out onto the balcony of his bedroom.

But instead of tossing her straight down, he added another chilling remark: “And you’d better keep quiet about our Young Mistress’s affairs too. If I ever find out you’re secretly plotting against her or interfering with her plans in any way, I’ll chop your entire family to pieces as well!”

Having said that, he carried her out onto the balcony and, under Liu Qingqing’s terrified gaze, carelessly hurled her from the second floor, sending her crashing to the ground with a deafening thud.

The noise echoed throughout the entire villa.

Though Liu Qingqing desperately wanted to save some face, reality left her no choice. The excruciating pain forced her to scream in agony, yet she didn’t dare utter a single curse at Gang Zi.

It was only then that she finally understood just how kind that man in the wheelchair had truly been to her!

Back when Liu Qingqing had dragged her into a treacherous scheme to undermine him, he not only showed up but risked his life to protect her in danger—when the explosives detonated, he used his own body to shield her completely.

After that, he lost a leg, suffered severe injuries, and sustained extensive burns all over his body, nearly dying.

If it hadn’t been for the rest-and-rehabilitation facility and medical team he’d arranged in advance, after that catastrophe… he might really have died…

“Brother Gang, what’s going on?”

Just then, two of his henchmen rushed downstairs upon hearing the commotion.

Gang Zi stood bare-chested on his balcony, clapped his hands once, and cast a casual glance down at the woman who’d just tumbled to the ground, half-dead.

“Nothing much—some dirt got into the house, so I just tossed it out. You two go clean up the floor; don’t let that filth spoil the feng shui of our yard.”

The two men exchanged puzzled looks—they didn’t need to think twice to know exactly what “dirt” Gang Zi meant.

Without daring to ask further, they quickly nodded and said, “Okay,” before dragging away Liu Qingqing. They also picked up the flowers and plants she’d smashed, and cleaned up the bloodstains on the ground.

End of Chapter 174: Counterattack 100