Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 428 Lucifer_1

The sound of the pistol hammer striking an empty chamber was incredibly crisp, hardly loud, and sounded like a toy.

But to Jiang Nanxi, each sound was no less than a sledgehammer smashing down on her heart.

Xiao Ming moved too fast for her to intervene, and by the end, her face had turned as pale as paper, her entire back soaked with cold sweat.

"Sir..."

Jiang Nanxi’s voice trembled severely, almost unable to speak.

"Take a deep breath."

Xiao Ming patted her cheek and said softly, "Your husband will encounter many, many more lunatics in the future. Compared to this one, he’s quite normal. You must get used to it as soon as possible."

"But... but I think you’re even crazier, sir."

Xiao Ming laughed heartily, his gaze shifting to Jiang Yueli’s face, asking with interest, "Mr. Jiang, what are your thoughts now? Shocked? Or scared?"

Jiang Yueli’s expression flickered uncertainly, "To be honest, both.

And at this moment, my desire to kill you is stronger than it’s ever been before."

"Why?"

"Because you’re not crazier than me; you knew from the start that firing the gun would be harmless.

This is something that, in this world, only I should’ve been aware of."

Xiao Ming shook his head, opened the cylinder of the revolver, and dumped out the bullet, passing it to Jiang Nanxi.

"So, Mr. Jiang is planning to go back on his word!"

"Enough with the provocation," Jiang Yueli snorted coldly, "Your promise becomes void after you die."

"You think you can kill me?" Xiao Ming spread his hands, his expression filled with contempt and disdain, "In terms of fighting skills, you’re not as good as my Nanxi; when it comes to poisoning, you don’t compare to my Mingyue.

Speaking of guns, there’s a girl in my house who’d make you cry. As for the assassination technique you’re so proud of, just lift the tablecloth and see."

In an instant, Jiang Yueli felt his scalp tingle, slowly grabbed the tablecloth, and yanked it away.

"Ah! Finally, I can come out."

Accompanied by a clear, bright voice, a handsome and sunny young man crawled out from under the table, yawned at Xiao Ming and said, "Uncle, next time you want to show off, can you please not involve me?"

"If not you, then who? Mingyue?"

The young man was naturally Qingfeng.

He pointed at Jiang Nanxi, "You could let her do it!"

"Okay, you two fight. If you win, you don’t have to do these grunt tasks anymore."

"That’s not fair! Why not compare thieving skills?"

"You’re aware of your own limitations, huh?" Xiao Ming glared, "Get over here and stand properly!"

Immediately, Qingfeng’s energy dissipated, and he walked over listlessly to stand behind Xiao Ming, obedient as ever.

"Sorry about that, the kid has no manners. My apologies, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yueli clenched his fists tightly, his facial expressions changing from shock to horror to anger to defeat and back again, a spectacle to behold.

Regardless of when the other had hidden himself there, the fact that he was unaware of his presence just a stone’s throw away said it all.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh and tossed a palm-sized flat box to Xiao Ming from his chest.

Xiao Ming caught it and opened it to see a tiny syringe inside with about half a milliliter of yellow liquid.

"This is snake venom serum."

After a pause, Jiang Yueli added, "If you choose to believe that."

Xiao Ming smiled, put down the box, and took out a handkerchief, unfolding it to reveal a brownish wet stain.

Jiang Yueli was startled at first, then suddenly remembered that Xiao Ming had only taken one sip of his drink and wiped his mouth with the handkerchief afterwards.

That wet stain was obviously the wine he had spat out!

"Though it pains me to admit it, I lost."

"You lost fairly," nodded Xiao Ming, "To put it frankly, if there’s only one person you can’t kill in this world, it would undoubtedly be me."

Jiang Yueli’s face showed curiosity, "Do you truly know all the ways I kill?"

"I even know where the grave of your most beloved is located, as well as the whereabouts of the person you most want to kill."

Clang!

Jiang Yueli knocked over the chair, shot to his feet, his expression as if he were ready to devour someone, "Tell me!"

Xiao Ming shook his head, "The time is not right yet."

"Tell me!" Jiang Yueli insisted through gritted teeth, "From now on, I’m no more than a dog to you!"

"I don’t need you to be a dog," Xiao Ming said evenly, "That person still has things to do for me. Once she’s done, you’ll have your chance at revenge."

Jiang Yueli took a deep breath, "You’d better not be lying to me. Otherwise, even if I can’t kill you, I will make sure you never have peace!"

"You can’t. Because all I have to do is release your identity and photo into the dark web’s black market, and the whole world – both its underbelly and lawful society – will be after you.

Busy with your own troubles, how could you possibly disturb anyone else’s peace, respected Mr. Lucifer?"

Clatter, clatter, clatter...

The bullet in Jiang Nanxi’s hand dropped onto the dining table, her face full of disbelief, as though she had seen the sun rise from the west.

From one of Capital City’s top distinguished families, a direct descendant of the centuries-old Jiang Family, he had become an assassin, and not just any assassin but the one at the top of the world assassin leaderboard – this was more absurd than the wildest of fiction.

Jiang Nanxi refused to believe it, but Jiang Yueli’s reaction left her no choice.

She saw Jiang Yueli’s handsome face twist with savagery, his eyes brimming with murderous intent, as if struggling with an immensely complex internal conflict.

It took a good long while before he finally, resignedly, lowered his proud head.

"What... do you want me to do?"