Chapter 1475 Whatever you fear will come true

Several hours later, Zhang Haibo and the other man were finally released; at this moment, their expressions were like those of a ravaged young wife, incredibly pitiful and wronged.

The two of them helped each other out of the room. Kukoc was wearing a pair of large shorts paired with someone else's floral shirt, looking mismatched.

And Zhang Haibo next to him was even more miserable; there weren't enough clothes left for him. He wore a pair of slippers on his feet, a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and his bare upper body was covered in various marks, looking both comically absurd and utterly tragic.

Especially the way the two of them walked, it looked incredibly strange no matter how you viewed it.

At this moment, Kukoc no longer had the temper of a Young Master; he didn't even dare to reveal his identity.

If it were to spread that the Young Master of the DuPont family had been violated, the entire Family might not be able to stand in Angel City anymore.

"Damn Chinese man, I'm going to tear him into a thousand pieces. No, killing him is too easy. I want to find a thousand gays, ten thousand gays. I want to make his life worse than death."

Kukoc's eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred, wishing he could slice Ye Bufan into a thousand pieces.

Zhang Haibo comforted him, "Young Master, let's go back first. Everything can only be discussed once we're back."

The two of them had no money and no phones. Fearing being recognized, they didn't dare to borrow a phone from the front desk and could only limp out of the hotel.

Kukoc had one hand on Zhang Haibo's shoulder and the other covering his face, terrified of being recognized as the Da Shao of the Du Bang Family.

But what he feared most happened. Just as they walked out the door, someone said mockingly, "Oh, isn't this Kukoc, the Da Shao of the Du Bang Family? What are you playing at? Performance art?"

Zhang Haibo looked up and saw Ye Bufan standing before them, his face full of amusement and mockery.

And standing beside him were beauties like Helena, Alicia, and Lu Banxia, all looking at them with peculiar expressions. Some even covered their noses in disgust and stepped back two paces.

Kukoc felt like dying. His current embarrassing state had been seen, and by beauties no less.

"Damn Chinese man…"

He was so angry that fire seemed to shoot from his eyes. If looks could kill, the other party would have already been torn to shreds.

Ye Bufan, however, was unconcerned, showing a curious expression as he stared at him and said, "Hmm, Kukoc, Young Master, why are your lips broken? Are you too hot?

And this on your neck…

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…is that a hickey? Why does it look like it came from a rather large mouth? I didn't realize your taste was so strong, finding women with such big mouths…

And this perfume on you, why does it smell like a man's? Young Master wouldn't have any special hobbies, would he? You never know, they say you rich people are perverts…"

Facing Ye Bufan's mockery, Kukoc and the other man cried uncontrollably, feeling utterly humiliated. They could even sense the disgust in the eyes of the beauties beside them.

It's over, it's completely over now. His reputation was utterly ruined.

Kukoc gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Bufan, you just wait. I will definitely kill you."

Ye Bufan's expression turned cold: "I'm warning you too. I'll give you one more hour. Quickly cancel that damn blockade order, then come over and kneel to apologize, or the consequences will be more severe than this."

"Alright, you wait here. I'll come over and kneel to apologize to you."

Kukoc's eyes were filled with killing intent, and then he and Zhang Haibo limped away from there.

At the DuPont family, the Patriarch James Brown was in a furious rage. Such a large Family, with incredibly strict defenses, had somehow lost his only son.

No one saw Kukoc leave, his phone was unreachable, and even the room door was fine, yet the person had simply vanished.

"What good are you useless people? Who can tell me where the Young Master went?"

The bodyguards and servants before him were all silent as cicadas, none of them knowing what had happened or where Kukoc had gone.

And just then, a bodyguard guarding the gate rushed in.

"Patriarch, the Young Master is back."

"He's back?"

Hearing that his son had returned safely, James finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Quickly tell him to come see me."

"Um… the Young Master is at the hospital in the back."

The bodyguard's expression was a bit strange as he said this. After all, given Kukoc's appearance just now, even an idiot would know what had happened, but he didn't have the courage to say it aloud.

"He went to the hospital? What happened to my son? Is he injured?"

The bodyguard said with a difficult expression, "Patriarch, I can't really say. Please go see for yourself."

James was full of doubts. He snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to the bodyguard, and strode out of the room, heading towards the back of the manor.

Large Families like theirs have private hospitals,

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and also the best private doctors.

Inside the hospital room at this moment, a Big Beard doctor was looking at Kukoc and Zhang Haibo with a strange expression. He didn't understand what was going on. Were the Family members playing this wild now?

Especially Zhang Haibo, who had just been treated for injuries by him a few hours ago, and in the blink of an eye, he was in this state again. Is this thing really that fun?

"You go first."

Seeing the Big Beard doctor's strange expression, Kukoc felt incredibly embarrassed. He waved his hand, telling Zhang Haibo to go first.

Zhang Haibo limped to the hospital bed, lay down, and casually pulled off his bath towel.

The Big Beard doctor glanced at his injuries, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Young man, you can't go on like this. If you continue to be so unrestrained, I'm afraid this part of you will be beyond saving."

Zhang Haibo lay on the hospital bed, overwhelmed with shame, feeling like dying at that moment, cursing the ancestors of those gays eighteen generations deep in his heart.

"Doctor, please treat me quickly, I'm in so much pain…"

The Big Beard doctor shook his head, took the equipment to treat his injuries, and applied the medicine.

"I warn you, do not do this kind of thing again for a short period, or this part of you won't be able to bear it and might require surgical removal."

"I… I understand."

Zhang Haibo climbed out of bed, embarrassingly ran to the side, took the clothes handed to him by the bodyguard, and put them back on.

Next, Kukoc also went to treat his injuries. The Big Beard doctor shook his head while treating him. These rich people nowadays are truly perverted; they don't like good women and prefer to play with this.

The key is that their taste is truly too heavy, getting into such a state.

He had just finished treating the wound and hadn't even put on his clothes when James walked in from outside. Seeing his son in this state, he was instantly shocked.

"Son, what happened to you? How did you get into this state?"

"Father, you must avenge me!"

Upon seeing James, Kukoc finally saw a loved one and vented all his grievances, crying with snot and tears.

"Alright, this is not the place to talk. Come back with me."

James was also well-traveled and experienced. Seeing his son's appearance, he knew there was more to this matter and that it was not convenient for more people to know, so he took him and Zhang Haibo back to his study.