Roommate Torture

"Hehe, Boss, are you going to confess or not? Is that beauty Zhao Liya? How did you manage to win her over? What did you do last night?" Hu Zhiming asked fiercely in a rapid-fire barrage.

As an expert from the cultivation world, how could Zhang Hupan possibly be frightened by such a little murderous glare? His expression remained calm, and he shook his head with an air of facing death without fear. "No comment! Even after thirty years, I'll still be a good man!"

"Hehe, looks like the boss won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin!" Hu Zhiming turned to Chen Youmi, who was standing nearby and eager to try, and said viciously, "Bring out the Tiger Bench!"

"Yes!" Chen Youmi replied forcefully.

The "Tiger Bench" was Dorm 203's trump interrogation method. It involved making someone sit on the edge of the bed with both legs stretched straight, then stacking books beneath their thighs until they confessed.

"Can't you come up with something new? This trick won't work on me!" Zhang Hupan said with a look of disdain.

Everyone exchanged glances. Although this trick worked on everyone else in the dorm, it was useless against Zhang Hupan. No one knew how this kid's bones had grown, but even when the books were stacked nearly to the top of his head, they still couldn't do a thing to him. It was infuriating just thinking about it.

Hu Zhiming seemed to be growing angry from embarrassment. He glared fiercely at Zhang Hupan and gave a sinister chuckle. "Then you can't blame us brothers for being ruthless!" After surveying everyone, he cupped his fists and said, "Brothers, since the boss refuses to cooperate, it seems we can only show him our latest invention!"

For some reason, despite being an expert from the cultivation world, Zhang Hupan inexplicably felt a deep sense of unease. Sure enough, Li Yong and Ma Guojie firmly pinned down both of his arms. Their strength was no different from ants in Zhang Hupan's eyes, but as roommates and friends, he still didn't dare go against their "malicious intent," so he merely struggled symbolically. However, when Hu Zhiming approached with a sinister grin and a pair of scissors going "snip-snip," Zhang Hupan's face instantly went deathly pale. Trembling, he said, "You aren't planning to cut off all this beautiful hair of mine, are you?"

"What do you think?" Hu Zhiming laughed lecherously like a rapist.

Although Zhang Hupan was an expert from the cultivation world, once his hair was cut, it wasn't as though it would grow back instantly. Besides, he was going to accompany Zhao Liya to a banquet tomorrow. He couldn't possibly attend with a bald patch on his head!

Just as Zhang Hupan was about to confess, he suddenly heard a deafening cry: "Ah!" Then Zhang Zhipeng came rushing over as though his parents had died, forcibly removing Li Yong and Ma Guojie's hands. With a sycophantic expression full of respect, he said, "Good heavens! Boss, you really won over Miss Zhao! My admiration for you is as endless as the Yangtze River!" As he spoke, Zhang Zhipeng didn't forget to turn around, glare fiercely at everyone, and point at them. "How can you treat the boss like this? You—you, Second Brother, put down those scissors right now! Are you planning to rebel?"

Everyone, including Zhang Hupan, was utterly baffled by Zhang Zhipeng's sudden one-hundred-and-eighty-degree change in attitude.

"You—what's wrong with you?" Hu Zhiming had just been about to question him when he suddenly saw the bag Zhang Zhipeng held out before him. Good heavens! A world-class suit, a diamond-encrusted phone, and a diamond Omega watch.

Anyone capable of getting into university was an elite among China's youth. If they still couldn't figure out what had happened after seeing these things, they might as well go home and farm! Good heavens, the boss had really latched onto the rich heiress of the Zhao Group. Otherwise, how could a young man from the countryside afford these things? Good heavens, didn't this mean they could rely on the boss to live in luxury from now on? Good heavens, what had they just done to the boss? Everyone swung from extreme joy to extreme sorrow, leaving Zhang Hupan completely confused.

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Hupan was once again surrounded by the divine halo of a master womanizer. Aside from reverence, there was nothing else in their gazes. Suddenly, they wailed and wailed at him, pounding their chests and weeping bitterly. "Boss, we were wrong! We're not human!..."

Their passionate, heartfelt remorse was truly enough to make those who saw it grieve and those who heard it weep!

Only at that moment did Zhang Hupan realize that the most inhumane torture in this world was being surrounded by his five lecherous roommates while they wiped their runny noses and tears all over him!

Zhang Hupan could no longer endure their ghostly howls and hurriedly shouted for them to stop. "Fine, I'll tell you, all right?" Only then did the five grown men break into smiles through their tears. Seeing how shameless these five were, Zhang Hupan secretly lamented that he had met the wrong people!

Thus, Zhang Hupan honestly recounted everything that had happened between him and Zhao Liya. Of course, he kept completely silent about the appearance fee that would damage his image. He also said nothing about rescuing the beauty, because he didn't want to expose his secret martial arts skills and risk causing even greater trouble!

"Good heavens! I, Chen Youmi, am handsome and refined, with an outstanding appearance. How could something like this not happen to me?" Chen Youmi raised his head and let out a long sigh. Everyone gave him looks that clearly said, I despise you.

Although this was now the age of firearms, and even world-destroying atomic bombs had been invented, one could say that the cold weapons era had long since passed. Yet the martial world had not disappeared. It had merely changed its appearance before emerging in front of the public. Martial sects and Martial Arts Families had inheritances spanning thousands of years; they could not withdraw from the stage of history so easily. On the contrary, the wealth accumulated over millennia allowed them to thrive and move with ease on today's far broader social stage. Their power told the world that they had been elites in the age of cold weapons—and they were still elites now!

The Zhao, Lin, Wang, and Shi families had been the most renowned Martial Arts Families in Zhejiang and Jiangsu since the Ming Dynasty. Even now, they remained the most powerful Martial Arts Families in those two provinces behind the scenes. On the surface, however, they had long since become major private enterprises in both provinces, with each being a famous group capable of causing an earthquake in the business world just by stamping its foot. These four families had always advanced and retreated together, sharing honor and disgrace, and there had been no shortage of marriages between them throughout history.

The Zhao Group and Longteng Group were the group companies under the Zhao and Lin families respectively, and both had their headquarters in Hangzhou. Fenjin Group and Huxiao Group, meanwhile, belonged to the Wang and Shi families respectively, with their headquarters in Suzhou, Jiangsu. Their industries covered an extremely broad range, and they possessed immense financial power. Since they often joined forces in cooperation, they could be said to have been invincible in the business world all this time. However, over the past few years, some minor conflicts had arisen among the families. The Shi family seemed poised to break the stalemate among the four families and stand alone at the top, while the Wang family also seemed to be following the Shi family's lead. This had greatly angered the Zhao and Lin families.

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(To be continued)