chapter 8 which hand

Anger filled Violet's gloomy face. She got up abruptly when she saw the disgusting hand reaching toward her, picking up the glass of wine and splashing it on Chris' face.
Not only did he not take advantage of Violet, he also got splashed with wine on his face. Frustration overwhelmed Chris instantly. He stood up, cursing, "Fuck... you are choosing to do this the hard way when I tried to give you an easy way out, huh? Why are you being self-righteous? You're just an impure woman who another man had raped!"
Violet's chest heaved angrily, and she fumed," Mr. Jin, I'm just here to discuss the project. It seems that we have no chance to work together."
With that, she turned and walked toward the door.
"Are you leaving? You have to get onto the bed after entering this room." Chris smirked coldly as he charged his body, which weighed more than 200 pounds, at Violet.
She was so frightened that her face turned pale as regret filled her. Violet knew she shouldn't have come over today.
Then, she pushed the chair beside her toward Chris, tripping him and making him fall to the ground face-first.
Seeing this, Violet hurriedly ran toward the door. However, the moment she took a step, Chris grabbed her heels.
"You bitch. You won't get to escape. Not a single person I was attracted to could escape my clutches." Sprawled on the ground, Chris gripped Violet's heels tightly as he raised his right hand, trying to reach for her calf.
Violet raised her right foot and stamped on Chris' hand forcefully when she noticed his action. Her sharp shoe heel instantly pierced through Chris' palm as blood oozed out of his wound.
"Ah... Fuck!"
Chris retracted his right hand, which nearly latched onto Violet's calf, as he grimaced in pain while letting go of his grip on Violet's heel.
As a result, Violet ran toward the door entrance panickedly.
Bang!
She was about to open the door when the door was slammed open violently. In an instant, five or six young men with ferocious expressions rushed in. They closed the door and locked it.
"Damn it. Strip her down and tie her to the bed," Chris yelled angrily after getting up.
Despair washed over Violet, and she huddled in the corner with her arms crossed over her chest.
Those young men smiled lewdly after hearing Chris' instruction as they pounced at Violet.
Ah!
Violet screamed and closed her eyes in despair.
Bang!
A huge noise reverberated through the room and into everyone's ears at the moment.
Immediately afterward, a door flew over, knocking the young man about to pounce on Violet onto the ground.
This sudden scene shocked the young men; even Chris looked at the door angrily.
Then, a man at least 6 feet tall in a camouflage outfit with a muscular build walked in slowly from the outside.
The man's face was terrifyingly cold, looking like a crazed, hungry wolf. The young men felt chills running down their spines when they met the man's gaze.
Violet had reached the point of despair, and she even felt like dying. However, when she realized no one was touching her, she opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the man.
"It's him..." Violet was a little touched at this moment as surprise filled her teary eyes, staring at the tall, muscular guy at the entrance.
The person who showed up was Baldwin. He knew how dangerous Violet's situation was, so there was no way he would let Violet come to the project department of the Fenghao Project alone.
"How dare you guys lay hands on my woman? Do you guys have a death wish?" Baldwin's voice was frosty and filled with a murderous intent.
Furious, Chris shouted at the young men. "Damn it! How dare he ruin my plan? Kill him and bury him at a random spot on the construction site."
For a lunatic like Chris, who had ended countless people's lives, he had no qualms at all about killing someone.
Hearing this, the young men charged at Baldwin with bloodshot eyes.
Bang!
Baldwin gave a side kick, and his heavy military boots directly hit a young man's stomach. This kick directly sent the young man flying into the wall nine feet away, creating a massive hole through the wooden plank.
Then, he took a step forward, retracted his shoulders, and punched the second young man in his chest.
Pfft!
With a low and muffled sound, the young man flew backward, hit the wall, and passed out.
Baldwin was always ruthless in his attacks, attacking his enemies in their vital points with every move. He would not show mercy just because these people were ordinary people, but would attack every time, as a lion would maul at a rabbit.
These five young men, who often engaged themselves in street fights, were knocked down by Baldwin within two seconds and with just one move. Moreover, none of them were conscious after a single attack from him.
This was not the first time Violet had seen Baldwin's violent attack skill and super strength, but it was the first time Chris had seen such a capable fighter.
However, at the end of the day, Chris was still a leader who held a prominent status in the underground world. He quickly hid the fear on his face and said, "You are so skilled. If you become one of my subordinates, you will never be seduced or distracted by money and women again. What do you think?"
"Which hand?"
Baldwin slowly walked toward Chris, his voice still terrifyingly cold.
"What?" Chris frowned, seemingly not understanding what Baldwin had said.
"Which hand did you use to touch my wife?" Baldwin asked again, his voice becoming more sinister.
Chris' face gradually turned sullen. He replied, "Hey..."
Whoosh!
As soon as Chris said "Hey," Baldwin stood before Chris. Yet, Chris could barely see how Baldwin ran over to his side.
After that, Baldwin put his massive hand on the back of Chris' head.
Bang!
With a loud, muffled sound, Chris' chubby face instantly slammed into the solid mahogany table.
His blood stained the table rapidly, coloring the red table into an even brighter crimson shade.
Baldwin grabbed Chris' neck and lifted him up singlehandedly. Even though Chris was over 200 pounds, Baldwin effortlessly lifted the fat man's feet off the ground.
"I'll break all your limbs if you don't answer me." Baldwin looked at Chris as he spoke coldly.
"Huh... Boss, I... I didn't even touch her... her at all. Please... have mercy on me." Chris' earlier arrogance disappeared as he begged Baldwin.
He had been in the underground world for more than 20 years, and he had never seen such a wildly powerful person who could lift him up single-handedly. Chris knew it was impossible to fight back if Baldwin wanted his life.
"Which hand?" Baldwin repeated the same question from earlier.
Chris was in despair. He mused, "I didn't touch Violet. Yes, I've grabbed her heels earlier. Does it count? My hand was nearly pierced through by her heels, though!"
However, Chris knew if he didn't answer Baldwin, the other person would really break all his limbs. So, he extended his left hand and stated bitterly, "This... This one."
Snap!
Baldwin grabbed Chris' left hand directly and twisted it backward.
Crack!
Ouch!
Instantly, Chris gave a blood-curdling scream. His left arm had been twisted into a horrible, mangled state.
Frightened by the sight, Violet turned her head to the side.
Crack!
Ouch!
Soon, Chris shrieked again. His right arm was also twisted into an abnormal angle by Baldwin.
Bang!
Baldwin threw Chris to the ground. Chris' arms rested limply on the ground as he writhed on the ground in pain.
Baldwin didn't stop, though. He raised his foot slowly, wanting to crush Chris' left leg.
"Stop! He really... really didn't touch me. He just... just gave me a fright. That's all," Violet was telling the truth. Chris didn't lay his hands on her, and neither did the young men.
Violet didn't wish for Baldwin to continue terrorizing Chris. After all, the Fenghao Project had significant influence, and Chris was merely a small potato.
Although she hated Baldwin, the rapist, she was unwilling to see him offend the entire Fenghao Project because of her.
Crack!
Ouch!
Violet's words failed to make Baldwin retract his raised foot. Instead, he stepped on Chris' calf even harder, shattering it into pieces instantly.
Seeing this, Violet's face got increasingly pale. She shouted toward Baldwin, "That's enough. He didn't hurt me. Those people didn't do anything to me either."
"Shut up!"
Baldwin turned his head abruptly and stared at Violet. Not only was his tone cold, but his eyes were also bloodshot.
Ah!
Violet was not brave, so her face paled, and she screamed in fear upon hearing Baldwin's thunderous growl.