Chapter 1463: Poor and Helpless

Early the next morning, Zhang Haibo slowly opened his eyes; although he saw the sunlight streaming through the window, he still felt a sense of disorientation.

It felt like something real had happened, yet also like a dream; he seemed to have been defiled by many strong men.

There wasn't a single spot on his body that didn't ache, from his mouth and neck to his arms, especially a certain part of his rear, which was incredibly painful, burning as if torn and then smeared with chili oil.

He rubbed his aching head, feeling soft and weak all over, as if completely exhausted.

What happened?

He seemed to recall something: yesterday, he went to capture Lu Banxia, and later met two young men. As for what happened afterward, he couldn't remember.

He turned his head and saw that he was on a large bed. He rubbed his eyes hard, trying to see clearly, but he touched a person's body, which was hard, like a stone.

He sat up abruptly and looked around. It was an extra-large bed, with four or five men sleeping next to him, and seven or eight more on the sofa and the floor.

Most importantly, these people had no coverings on their bodies, and the room was a mess, full of traces left after a frenzy.

“Ah…”

Zhang Haibo let out a heart-wrenching scream. The stimulation he received was simply too great, and his mind was on the verge of collapse.

Originally, he wanted to capture Lu Banxia and send her to Kukoc, hoping to get a share of the spoils himself. But instead of gaining any benefit, he was taken advantage of greatly.

He now understood the pain in his body; why that particular area felt torn. He just didn't know how he ended up here.

His shout immediately woke up the dozen or so people around him, and several of them instantly looked at him with lecherous eyes.

“Little darling, you're awake.”

A Big Beard next to him pulled him into his arms. This guy was covered in bulging muscles; it was clear he worked out.

“Ugh…”

Seeing the other party's seductive gaze, Zhang Haibo felt a wave of nausea, almost throwing up his dinner from the night before.

He leaped off the bed in a flash, looking nervously at the people in the room: “You… what do you want to do?”

“Does that even need asking? You willingly stripped naked and delivered yourself to us, and now you ask what we want to do?

Now that you've enjoyed yourself, you turn your back on us. You're truly heartless, a scumbag!”

After Big Beard finished speaking, everyone around him started laughing.

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Zhang Haibo was practically going crazy. He grabbed a blanket, wrapped himself in it, and prepared to escape, but he was blocked by several people nearby.

The bald man shouted, “Little darling, where are you going? Did we say you could leave?”

Zhang Haibo endured the intense pain in his body and nervously cried out, “Don't come any closer! Do you know who I am…?”

“Yes, you're my little darling!”

Before he could finish speaking, Big Beard lifted him up like a little chick and then threw him onto the bed. Immediately, two more people pounced on him…

Zhang Haibo finally understood what it meant to be pitiful and helpless. Ye Bufan’s smiling Face suddenly appeared in his mind.

“Damn it, he must be behind this!”

At the DuPont family's estate, Kukoc waited all night in his luxurious living room, but he saw no sign of Zhang Haibo.

He called over a dozen times, but the calls wouldn't connect. The other bodyguards were the same; not a single one could be reached.

“Damn scoundrels, where did they run off to?”

Kukoc cursed fiercely. He hadn't considered that they might be in trouble, because his bodyguards were all well-trained and extremely powerful in combat.

And this was Angel City; how could anyone dare to disrespect their Family?

After a simple breakfast, the Head of Bodyguards Henry ran in from outside.

Kukoc asked, “How is it? Any news?”

He had sent out a large number of people last night to search for Zhang Haibo.

Henry said, “Young Master, we found all three of our cars, but there's no one. They seem to have vanished into thin air.”

“Useless! Can't you even find one person in Angel City?”

Kukoc was furious. Just then, another bodyguard ran in from outside.

“Young Master, Mr. Zhang Haibo is back…”

The bodyguard shouted, his expression somewhat strange.

Kukoc's mood finally calmed down a bit: “That dog, where did he run off to all night? Quickly have him come see me.”

Soon, Zhang Haibo walked in, led by a bodyguard, but his current appearance was truly hard to describe.

He was wearing a winter coat on top and a pair of hip-hop pants on the bottom. These clothes clearly weren't his; they were strangely oversized.

These were all secondary. Most importantly, his lips were chapped, he had hickeys on his neck, and his Face

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had lipstick on it, and his body was filled with a pungent perfume smell.

Kukoc's brows immediately furrowed: “I sent you to do something, where in the hell did you go? Where were you fooling around all night?”

“Young Master, you must avenge me.”

Zhang Haibo knelt on the ground with a thud, crying so sorrowfully.

“Get the hell up! What exactly happened? Where is that Chinese girl?”

Kukoc was utterly confused, not understanding what had transpired.

“It's like this, Young Master…”

Zhang Haibo recounted everything that happened last night from beginning to end, finally saying, “It must be that Chinese guy's doing. He threw me to a bunch of gays and made me like this…”

“Damn it, this is a slap in the Face to my DuPont family!”

Kukoc was instantly enraged. If Ye Bufan had merely killed Zhang Haibo, he might not have even frowned, as he was just a dog.

But now, hitting this dog was an insult to him, the master, and an insult to their Du Bang Family.

He turned to Henry beside him: “Have you found out about that woman's situation?”

“Yes, Young Master. She is the CEO of Angel Pharmaceuticals in Apple City and is currently staying at the Violet Hotel…”

Kukoc said, “Go now and bring those two people back to me. I want them to know the consequences of offending the DuPont family.”

Zhang Haibo added, “Da Shao, bring more people. That kid also has a very powerful helper.”

“Don't worry, they're just two skinny little yellow-skinned monkeys. I don't even consider them a threat.”

Henry looked arrogant. He was a master himself, usually very proud, and completely disregarded Chinese people.

“That's right, no need to be so nervous.” Kukoc said, “You go too. Henry will avenge you then.”

Zhang Haibo awkwardly said, “I… I won't go. I'll go find a place to put some medicine on.”

The guy's butt was hurting terribly; every step he took cost him dearly, and he wished he could see a doctor immediately.

“Wait until Henry catches them, then you can get your revenge. The woman will be mine, and you can do whatever you want with the man.” Kukoc said to Henry, “Go yourself, and come back quickly.”

“Understood, Young Master.”

Henry turned and walked out, leaving the villa with his twenty subordinates.