Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 440 Adding Legs to a Snake_1

In Xiao Ming’s previous life, the South’s big shot, Yan Yongxing, met his doom two years later, and the key instigator behind it was a man named Li Chao’s report.

This Li Chao was originally one of Yan Yongxing’s most trusted underlings. However, harboring a grudge because Yan Yongxing had raped his wife while drunk during their wedding, he secretly copied Yan Yongxing’s private accounts and fled.

He was bold yet meticulous, and hid incognito right under Yan Yongxing’s nose, patiently waiting like a jackal for the day his backer’s empire would collapse.

And this Li Chao was Li Jianchao.

In this life, Xiao Ming had schemed early and sent Yan Yongxing to prison. If it weren’t for the emergence of a man named Liu Xudong, Xiao Ming would never have thought of this individual.

As Liu Xudong was one of the closest confidants of Yan Yongxing’s confidants, naturally, the account book Li Jianchao had contained many incriminating evidences against him.

Xiao Ming was looking for him precisely for this reason.

It wasn’t necessary for Xiao Ming to personally get involved, but Li Jianchao feared being double-crossed and didn’t trust the people sent by Bai Xuechao, insisting on meeting the mastermind himself. Thus, Xiao Ming came.

"Uncle, he’s just a street thug. I could have handled it with a trip. Why do you need to go through so much trouble and beat around the bush?" Qingfeng complained as he drove the car early in the morning, having been dragged out to do the grunt work.

"Because this is Longyin, this is our home, our stronghold."

Xiao Ming patiently explained, "Uncle is the boss of the biggest enterprise here and could be considered a local celebrity. My way of doing things directly affects how other businessmen and government officers treat me.

To kill a gang leader is simple enough but having Liu Xudong offend me and then drop dead right afterwards would likely cause those people to feel sympathetic apprehension and view me as a reckless and ruthlessly heartless fellow.

Even though they might not dare to target me openly because of that, if they were to find small ways to put obstacles in our path, delay our affairs, it could cause us substantial losses.

Remember: when you’re out in the world, it’s necessary to follow the crowd to a certain extent. Abide by the unspoken rules of the game if they don’t cause any harm, and don’t let people view you as an outlier.

The saying ’those not of our kind must have a different heart’ often doesn’t refer to race or lineage, understand?"

"But you are a recklessly heartless person!"

Xiao Ming smiled, lit a cigarette, and ignored the adolescent boy prone to finding fault.

Before long, the car passed through the Jiangnan District, arriving at a peri-urban area where a lone liquefied gas station by the road stood out distinctly.

In that era, large-scale gas pipeline renovations had not yet occurred, and many families living in old houses still used gas cylinders for cooking.

Xiao Ming was about to lower the car window and flick his cigarette butt out when a small truck loaded with gas cylinders drove by, scaring him into hastily retracting his hand.

Then he saw that the driver of the truck was carelessly smoking with a cigarette in his mouth, utterly indifferent to the ’bombs’ he was transporting.

Their eyes met, the driver froze, his expression first one of surprise, then filled with immense horror.

Xiao Ming frowned, rolled up the window, and said to Qingfeng, "Stop the car."

As he watched the small truck slowly enter the gate of the gas station, Xiao Ming took out his phone and began typing a message saying, "Contact Li Jianchao, have him come out to meet."

Qingfeng quickly made the call and said, "He won’t come out, insists that you go in."

"Call again, don’t be so definitive, beat around the bush, drag out the time."

Qingfeng picked up the phone again for a back-and-forth exchange, and after about ten minutes, concluded the call.

"Uncle, no way. That guy refuses to come out."

Xiao Ming nodded, didn’t say anything else, instead lowered the car window slightly, lit up a cigarette, and leisurely started smoking.

In the blink of an eye, another fifteen minutes passed, and his phone vibrated twice in his pocket. A smile appeared on his lips as he stepped out of the car, leading Qingfeng into the gate of the gas station.

With a loud clang, the gate suddenly closed, and then, from the buildings on both sides, a group of about twenty or thirty people brandishing machetes emerged, herding them into the rear yard where the gas cylinders were stored.

There stood five people, and the one in the middle with his right hand bandaged was Liu Xudong.

"Mr. Xiao, did you ever imagine that retribution would come this fast?" he asked through clenched teeth, his voice filled with venom.

Xiao Ming ignored him and instead addressed the gaunt-faced man beside him, "Li Chao, I’m quite curious, what made you forget the humiliation and hatred of your newlywed wife being violated before your eyes?"

Li Chao’s expression was unnatural, and he remained silent, lips pursed.

Xiao Ming’s eyebrows lifted, "It seems that Liu Xudong isn’t the one calling the shots here."

He raised his voice, "Come out! Since you’ve already lured me here to die, at least allow me to understand why, as a courtesy to your guest, right?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than applause rang out, and then a man emerged from behind a stack of gas cylinders.

In his forties, with a nondescript appearance but eyes deep black as ink and a charming spring-breeze smile, it was the Red Lotus Society’s "False Saint," Cui Zhibo.

"Mr. Xiao is truly impressive, to think that you revealed my identity with just one question. I thought it would take at least three or four minutes!"

Xiao Ming smiled, "You’re in such a hurry to kill me, could it be because the Saint agreed to my request?"

Cui Zhibo spread his hands helplessly, "The Saint is considering it, and of course, I wouldn’t want him to have too many options."

Xiao Ming nodded, "I can understand. However, there’s no more room for maneuver between us. You’re definitely going to kill me today, so why bother to be present at the scene? It can’t possibly be because you’re so bored that you want to see me die with your own eyes!" freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"I want to make a deal with you," Cui Zhibo said bluntly.

"What?"

"Hand over the leverage you dare use to covet the Saint’s position, and I can promise you, in the name of your wife and child, that I’ll spare your family."

Xiao Ming was stunned for a moment before shaking his head, "I should have expected this. The biggest difference between a hero and a villain is that the latter makes no attempt to conceal their greed.

And they always end up dying because of the unnecessary risks they take due to it."

Cui Zhibo raised an eyebrow, "Mr. Xiao, do you think you can still escape today?"

Xiao Ming shrugged, "Start by telling me how you plan to kill me."

Cui Zhibo was silent for a moment and then gestured at Liu Xudong.

Following this, several men came forward with ropes, tied Xiao Ming and Qingfeng up tightly, and then turned to leave without a second glance, even Liu Xudong and Li Chao left.

In an instant, the huge backyard was left with only the three of them and Cui Zhibo.

Cui Zhibo pulled out a half-smoked cigar, lit it, and pointed to the ground saying, "There’s a network of natural gas pipelines underneath here, and that truck is equipped with an explosive device.

Once it explodes, it won’t be easy to find any living thing within hundreds of meters."

"So it is," Xiao Ming said. "Mr. Cui, you’ve really taken a lot of care to kill me."

"Mr. Xiao is known for creating miracles, so to kill you, one must ensure your certain death.

After all, if I were tied up here, even if someone came to rescue me, it would be impossible to escape a hundred meters in an instant, unless I could fly."

"I can’t fly, so it looks like I’m as good as dead."

"You are going to die, but whether your wife and soon-to-be-born child will die is entirely up to you."

Xiao Ming smacked his lips and said, "We can make a deal, but I hope Mr. Cui can satisfy one small wish of mine first."

"What is it?"

"Who really is the Saint?"

Cui Zhibo’s expression turned serious, he thought for a long time, and he began to speak, "He comes from a prominent family, with vast family power, his surname is Ye, called Ye..."

Bang!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. Cui Zhibo’s head burst into a spray of blood, and a small hole appeared in his forehead.

His expression slowly turned to one of shock and confusion before it froze, and he fell over.

Dead!

The acting Saint of the Red Lotus Society had just like that breathed his last!

Xiao Ming turned around but did not see the shooter. His face turned extremely dark.

"No!"

A piercing scream followed, and then two women jumped into the courtyard from the wall.

To be precise, a young girl was pressing another girl as she jumped in.

The young girl was cold as ice, moving like a ghost; it was Xiao Bing, bearing the Chi Gui personality.

And the girl she was choking, distressed and in agony, was the Universal Salvation Venerable, Sophie.

Xiao Ming didn’t pay attention to her but stared intently at Cui Zhibo’s body, the last words he’d heard echoing in his mind.

The Saint of Red Lotus Society, surnamed Ye!