Number One Ugly Husband

4. My Lord, You Are Playing Tricks on People again

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Bao Ye looked down to the owner of those big hands, “What’s up?”

“I saw that your friends are looking for you…” Dong Lingce’s smile was even more obsessive than before. “So, I’d like to do you another favor, to send you down to your friends.”

He slightly pulled and Bao Ye lost the clinching on the balcony, then he hung Bao Ye out of the balcony by holding his ankle with one hand.

The cursing from those slaves stopped when they saw that Bao Ye was suffering from the life and death stake.

Bao Ye rolled his eyes at Dongling Ce. Apparently those people were cursing him, which of his ears heard that they were his friends?

“Sir, have you ever heard a saying that, a kind heart sometimes causes bad results?”

“Sending you to your friends on the ground is a bad result? Then let’s play a game.” Dongling Ce carried him like carrying a little chick, “I throw you down to the ground, if you die, I will let these slaves stop making trouble for you.”

Bao Ye couldn’t help rolling his eyes again. He only wanted to throw him downstairs. And by that time, he was already dead. How could the slaves ever making trouble for a dead man?

Measuring with his eyes, it was at 30 meters from here to the ground, Bao Ye asked, “What if I survive?”

“If you survive…” Dongling Ce thought for a while, “I will keep on playing other little games with you.”

“I guess I would rather die.” Bao Ye talked to himself.

Regarding throwing down a man from 30 meters height as a little game? The following little games of this psychopath would never be a good thing.

But his soul could not leave this body now. If he died here, he might be dead forever, and could never change the sad fate of his buddies.

Regardless whether he agreed or not, Dongling Ce let loose his ankle, and Bao Ye dropped fast towards the ground.

An astonished cry burst among the crowd, some timid ones even covered their eyes in case of the upcoming bloody scene.

Everyone thought that Bao Ye would crush into a pile of blood and flesh. But suddenly, he clinched onto the baluster on the balcony beside him, then nimbly flipped and landed on the balcony.

Bao Ye stood up and stretched his muscle, then waved towards the slaves under the building with a smile, “Seeing that survived, are you happy?”

The words immediately evoked everyone’s anger.

“Pooh! Who is happy?”

“Ugly slave, you bastard, get down if you have balls.”

“You son of a bitch! You may run away today, but not tomorrow!”

“Asshole…”

“Bastard…”

Bao Ye didn’t care what they were abusing at all, he still wore that grin at them, “Since you guys are “praising” me so hard, a kindly reminder, the exercise time is about to end.”

The slaves’ faces all went pale, and they hurriedly turned around and run back.

Du Peng and Xiao Wei also left, with angry glares thrown at Bao Ye’s face.

Bao Ye staked his hands on the balcony, intending to climb down from here. But on thinking that an unidentified man staring at him from the upper floor, he dropped that idea and then turned around to take the stairs, in order not to catch people’s eyes.

Watching that Bao Ye didn’t reach out to see him, Dongling Ce felt a bit bored, and turned back to lean on the balcony.

His subordinate Leng Zhuo held two glasses of wine and came over, “My lord, you are playing tricks on people again.”

Dongling Ce picked up a glass of wine and swirled it, his lip tips curved, “It is him that knocked at my door. By the way, that slave is kind of interesting, unlike any ordinary slave.”

Seeing people without stigma on the face, other slaves would never act so presumptuously like him.

“As long as he pleased you, My Lord.” Leng Zhuo clinked glasses with him.

Dongling Ce lift the glass and took a sip.

Leng Zhuo intended to have a taste of it, but suddenly found that Dongling Ce’s red string bracelet outside his sleeve was giving off red light. His hand holding the glass froze there and he said, “My lord, your bracelet is shining.”

Dongling Ce put down the glass and stared at the shining bracelet, frowning.

Leng Zhuo was confused, “My lord, why would it shine in advance?”

Dongling Ce pursed his lips, didn’t answer him.