ASTNovels Chapter 907 Young Master Ye's Coldness
Chapter 907 Young Master Ye's Coldness
"how could this be?"
"It's over, I'm really finished! They've all abandoned me!"
At that moment, Li Jiaming felt despair. He knew that once he fell into Ye Haitao's hands, his life would be over.
Because Ye Haitao had taken more than one life, his friend knew this perfectly well.
As the young master of the Ye family, Ye Haitao could kill someone with ease; he didn't even need to lift a finger, he could just use his words.
With so many people following him, naturally there will be people doing things for him.
Undeterred, Li Jiaming continued shouting on the ground. However, the Li family members came and went in a hurry, their expressions panicked. No matter how much he shouted, no one came near him.
Within half an hour, several masked men rushed into the Li family's house.
Amidst the exclamations of the Li family, these people headed straight for Li Jiaming around the corner.
"Please, please save me! I don't want to die!"
"Dad, where are you? Grandpa! Grandpa..."
Li Jiaming screamed wildly.
But all the members of the Li family remained unmoved, watching helplessly as those men grabbed him, put him in a sack, and carried him away. Not a single person rushed forward to stop them.
Some people even secretly rejoiced that the Ye family had finally made a move and taken away Li Jiaming, this scourge.
In this way, perhaps the Ye family will let the Li family go after killing Li Jiaming.
Those people were undoubtedly sent by the Ye family.
Only after Li Jiaming had been taken away did a loud shout come from the backyard: "Jiaming has been taken away?"
The man was none other than Li Jiaming's father, Li Yonghao, and behind him was a woman who was crying and screaming.
Without a doubt, that was Li Jiaming's mother.
But everyone stared coldly at them, letting the couple shout and yell as they rushed out.
There is a villa in the west of the city, with three floors and covering an area of ten acres.
Without a doubt, this is a luxury villa, and the largest one in the entire villa complex.
Several cars sped into the villa compound.
A large cloth bag was thrown out of a Mercedes van.
As the large cloth bag crashed to the ground, a muffled groan of pain came from inside, followed by a hoarse scream and pleading: "Young Master Ye, please spare me, I really didn't mean to hurt you..."
Soon, the cloth bag on Li Jiaming's body was removed, and he found himself kneeling in a living room. He was very familiar with this living room, having been here many times before. This was also the gathering place for these playboys.
At this moment, a person was sitting in the main seat of the living room. That person was none other than Ye Haitao.
Ye Haitao's face was grim, his gaze sharp as a knife as he stared intently at him.
"Tell me, whose money did you take? Who told you to make this appointment?"
His voice was filled with anger and coldness.
Li Jiaming originally wanted to crawl over and beg Ye Haitao, but when he heard Ye Haitao's voice and saw his eyes, his whole body went cold.
This was a side of Ye Haitao he had never seen before—gloomy, ruthless, and brimming with murderous intent.
Startled, he froze for a moment, then was kicked hard, sending him flying and crashing into the sofa, blood streaming from his forehead.
"Young Master is asking you a question, don't play dead, speak now!"
The bodyguard standing to the side shouted at them.
"I don't know, Young Master Ye! I really don't know!"
Besides, I really don't want to hurt you, and they've repeatedly told me they wouldn't..."
Knowing that Ye Haitao intended to kill him, Li Jiaming screamed and begged in terror, ignoring the blood streaming down his head and his forehead slamming against the ground.
"I just want to know who's behind this. Tell me now, and I'll let you go."
Otherwise, you will die today, and I will make sure you die a horrible death!
Ye Haitao's voice grew increasingly cold, and he also thought of the time in Ningcheng when he was tortured to the point of near death by those people.
Each time, he truly felt the fear of death; it was as if he was actually killed and then pulled back from the brink of death.
The thought of that feeling of death terrified him.
He now wanted to unleash all his fear of death on Li Jiaming, making him feel the same fear he had felt back then.
"I don't know! I really don't know, Young Master Ye! Please believe me..."
Li Jiaming screamed wildly.
"Grab him and cover his mouth and nose!"
Ye Haitao gave a cold shout.
In the blink of an eye, the two men grabbed Li Jiaming, covered his mouth and nose as instructed by Ye Haitao, and strangled him, suspending him in mid-air...
Li Jiaming struggled frantically, twisting and turning violently.
But his chest felt like it was about to explode, and he began to hallucinate, as if he saw a bull-headed horse walking towards him...
"Splash cold water on his face to wake him up!"
Seeing that Li Jiaming had fainted, Ye Haitao gave an order.
Soon, Li Jiaming was woken up again.
"You bastard, are you going to talk or not?"
Ye Haitao said coldly again.
Li Jiaming stared at Ye Haitao as if he were facing the King of Hell, his body contorting in agony, his eyes filled with boundless terror and fear: "Please! Please let me go, I really didn't know..."
"Keep going, let's see how many more times you can keep this up!"
Ye Haitao gave another instruction.
Li Jiaming then fainted again.
Once, twice, three times...
In the end, Li Jiaming was completely unrecognizable, defecating and urinating.
Ye Haitao, however, did not let him off the hook, his face full of sneers and even revealing a strange excitement.
It seemed that he felt a slight pleasure from torturing Li Jiaming.
Not to mention Li Jiaming, who just wanted to die as soon as possible and stop suffering like this, even the bodyguards felt a chill run down their spines.
They never knew Ye Haitao had such a cruel side.
Li Jiaming was ultimately just a spoiled brat. After Ye Haitao inflicted all the suffering he had endured in Ningcheng on him, Li Jiaming finally couldn't bear it any longer and breathed his last.
"Trash, you're still trash, far inferior to me!"
Even after Li Jiaming died, Ye Haitao's eyes still showed contempt. You have to know that he had been tortured far more than Li Jiaming, but he had endured it.
"Young Master, what should we do with this person?"
A bodyguard stepped forward.
"Feed it directly to the dog!"
Ye Haitao's voice was icy, sending a chill down the spines of the bodyguards.
However, they dared not hesitate and quickly stepped forward to pull Li Jiaming out.
The huge villa did indeed house several large dogs, Tibetan Mastiffs!
"You bastard, how dare you cooperate with others to harm me! This is what you'll get!"
"No matter who it is, if they dare to harm me, Ye Haitao, I will never let them get away with it!"
Ye Haitao's eyes grew colder as he looked at the traces of feces and urine left on the hall.