Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 43: In a Fit of Rage

This woman had done plenty of his dirty work, and she always got the job done. Yet now, in front of Lin Kuang, she had become so fragile!

This thought sent a fresh wave of fear through Wang Yuan’s heart. But he was, after all, a veteran of the criminal underworld. Having been a boss for so many years, he still had some composure.

"Friend, let’s talk this over," Wang Yuan said with a smile. "If there’s a problem, we can sit down and discuss it. This is getting a little unpleasant, isn’t it?" Outwardly, he appeared calm and not nearly as flustered as his impersonator. This was the difference between them.

A playful smile touched Lin Kuang’s lips. "I want to kill you. How do you suggest we talk about that?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "In the East Sea, plenty of people have wanted me dead, but not a single one has ever succeeded! Friend, I won’t ask who hired you. I’ll give you double their price to let me go, and I, Wang Yuan, will be sure to repay this favor one day! Of course, if you’re willing to work for me, I’ll give you control over half of the Eagle Sect!"

Wang Yuan spoke with grave sincerity. What he offered was incredibly tempting—a truly grand gesture. Anyone else might have been swayed, but Lin Kuang was different. His sole purpose was to kill Wang Yuan. Why would he ever let him go?

"Forget it. I’m not interested in anything you have to offer. I’ll just send you on your way."

Without giving Wang Yuan another chance to speak, Lin Kuang pulled the trigger.

BANG! The gunshot echoed loudly. Wang Yuan died with his eyes wide open. Even at the moment of his death, he never imagined Lin Kuang would be so decisive and ruthless!

After killing Wang Yuan, Lin Kuang shot the woman as well; he couldn’t leave any witnesses who had seen his face. Once he was done, he quickly left and returned to the forest. When Wang Yuan’s bodyguards arrived, they found only two corpses in the room. As for the killer, he had vanished without a trace.

By then, Lin Kuang was already driving away, heading straight for Liu Shilin’s estate. It was already midnight. When he returned to Liu Shilin’s villa, the time was half-past twelve.

However, the lights in the living room were still on. The Witch was there, watching TV.

"Still up?" Lin Kuang asked with a smile, looking at her curled up on the sofa.

"Watching TV. What took you so long?" she asked indifferently, glancing at him.

"I went out to grab a bite with a friend. I just got back," Lin Kuang said with a smile as he walked toward his room.

"Hmph. You scoundrel. You must have gone off to do something bad after dinner; otherwise, why would you be back so late?" the Witch muttered under her breath as she watched him leave.

"I didn’t do anything, I swear. Don’t frame an innocent man," Lin Kuang called back with a laugh. "Besides, there aren’t many women as beautiful as you. If they’re not as pretty as you, why would I be interested?" With that, he entered his room.

Hearing this, the Witch froze for a moment. Then, fuming, she grabbed a cushion and began furiously pounding it on the sofa, cursing Lin Kuang endlessly in her mind. "Jerk! Scoundrel! Shameless, perverted, disgusting, sloppy, scumbag, bastard! You’re no good!" she muttered furiously, spitting out every insult she could think of.

Lin Kuang couldn’t hear the litany of curses in the Witch’s head. He changed into his pajamas, went to the bathroom to freshen up, then returned and plopped down on the sofa.

"You scoundrel, stay away from me!" the Witch snapped, scooting away as Lin Kuang sat down beside her.

"I’m not doing anything to you. I’m just sitting here for a bit," Lin Kuang said, a little helpless. Feeling thirsty, he noticed a glass of water nearby, picked it up, and began to gulp it down greedily.

Seeing this, the Witch’s face turned green with rage!

"Lin Kuang, you bastard! That’s my glass!" she hissed furiously. She kept her voice down, worried about waking Liu Shilin, who was already asleep. But her fury was undisguised. Her already ample chest rose and fell dramatically, a spectacular sight that made one want to reach out and give it a squeeze.

"Huh? It’s yours?" Lin Kuang coughed. "Sorry, sorry, I honestly didn’t know." As he spoke, he awkwardly held the glass and finished off the rest of the water. Having done that, he wiggled his hips slightly and headed back to his room.

The Witch was stunned. She had thought he would apologize after realizing it was her glass, but he hadn’t. Instead, he had downed the rest of the water. The sheer audacity left her dumbstruck with rage!

"Aaaah! You bastard! Lin Kuang, I’m going to kill you!" the Witch roared and charged barefoot toward his room.

Meanwhile, Lin Kuang was in his shorts, lying face-up on the bed and getting ready to sleep. Just then, the Witch burst in.

Seeing him lying there, the muddle-headed and furious Witch lunged at him like a wild animal. She straddled his body and wrapped her small hands fiercely around his neck, shaking him with all her might as if trying to strangle him.

Lin Kuang hadn’t expected her to charge in. He had just finished his shower and, with nothing better to do, had planned on teasing her a little. He had no idea she would explode with such fury. But what he truly hadn’t anticipated was her climbing on top of him. What shocked him even more was that her soft bottom had landed right on top of Little Lin Kuang!

As she shook him forcefully, Little Lin Kuang was subjected to intense friction against her. Lin Kuang’s adrenaline was already pumping today. He’d nearly lost control with Lin Guo’er earlier, and the same had happened with Fan Bingbing that evening. Now, with the Witch squirming on top of him, Little Lin Kuang defiantly rose to the occasion.

The Witch was still shaking him when she suddenly felt something hot and hard pressing against her from below. She instinctively wriggled her hips, trying to get away from it, but the more she moved, the more uncomfortable the feeling became.

In the height of her rage, she loosened her grip, sat upright, and looked down. The sight made her freeze, her eyes glazing over in shock.

Although she was still a virgin and had never been with a man, she wasn’t a fool. Blinded by rage moments ago, she hadn’t realized what she was sitting on, but how could she not know now?

As her mouth opened to scream, Lin Kuang sat up, clamping his right hand over it. He pressed her down beneath him, forcing them into an even more suggestive position: the man on top, the woman on the bottom...