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Chapter 608: Easy Kill

Chapter 608: Chapter 608: Easy Kill

On Zhao Hui’s face, where once there was unmistakable terror, now only self-confidence and arrogance were written.

He behaved as if he didn’t take Chen Wei into consideration at all.

Why?

Of course, because he had a gun in his hand.

In Zhao Hui’s view, with a gun, he was akin to the Grim Reaper holding the scythe that could harvest others’ lives.

Killing Chen Wei could be done anytime and anywhere, all depending on whether he felt like it or not.

But Zhao Hui didn’t want Chen Wei to die so easily; he wanted to torture and humiliate him thoroughly before coldly erasing him.

He wanted Chen Wei to experience what it felt like to wish for death before his final moments!

Zhao Hui was willing to admit that sometimes he was a bit twisted inside.

But what of it? What could Chen Wei possibly do to him?

Could he actually resist him?

However, in the next second, the expression on Zhao Hui’s face changed dramatically as he saw Chen Wei walking toward him with no sign of fear.

Zhao Hui panicked and retreated continuously, shouting, "What, what do you want to do! I warn you, don’t mess around, I have a gun in my hand!"

Those who knew thought Zhao Hui was the one with the gun; those who didn’t might have thought it was Chen Wei holding the gun.

After all, it was obvious who was afraid.

"You might as well try to shoot and see," Chen Wei said firmly.

No trace of fear was visible on his face.

Zhao Hui was unconvinced and puzzled; why did Chen Wei still not take him seriously under these circumstances?

Where did he get such confidence from?

Very quickly, Zhao Hui understood the reasoning; he concluded that Chen Wei must have been certain that Zhao Hui wouldn’t dare to shoot and kill him in such a place.

That’s why he was so audacious.

Or perhaps, he thought Zhao Hui was not likely to have a real gun.

A toy gun, maybe?

With that thought, a smirk returned to Zhao Hui’s lips, his arm suddenly lowered, pointing the gun toward the ground near Chen Wei’s feet.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out quickly.

"How about that? Now you must believe that what I have is the real deal, right?" Zhao Hui said, full of pride.

However, Chen Wei didn’t react as he had expected, with kneeling and kowtowing for mercy, his face full of fear.

Not even tears of fright.

He continued to approach with an unperturbed expression.

Seeing this, Zhao Hui seriously wondered if Chen Wei had gone mad, had no brains, or was just fearless.

"I’m warning you, don’t come any closer! Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to shoot and kill you?" Zhao Hui had never encountered such a person, and it left him completely disoriented.

Especially the murderous aura emanating from Chen Wei, it scared him so much that he had to hold the gun with both hands to prevent his hands from shaking and misfiring.

Chen Wei, without uttering a word, kept stepping forward, getting closer to Zhao Hui.

"Damn it! Just go die!" Zhao Hui, unable to bear it any longer, aimed the gun at Chen Wei’s head.

He didn’t want to play any more games; the only thought in his mind was to kill Chen Wei.

Every cell in his body wished for it!

"Ah!" Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a sharp pain suddenly came from his wrist.

His tendon had been cut!

And there was the familiar dagger embedded in his chest.

If Zhao Hui remembered correctly, it was the very dagger that had been broken in half by Chen Wei with two fingers earlier in the car.

Just what was this guy’s background.

"Puh!" The pistol fell from Zhao Hui’s hand, right before he fell on his knees, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The dagger was plunged deep, hitting a vital organ.

He found it increasingly difficult to breathe.

"Help, save me, I... I don’t want to die..." Zhao Hui raised his hand, trying to grab Chen Wei.

But he found that his vision was so blurred that Chen Wei seemed far and near, and no matter how he tried to grab, he only caught air.

"You don’t want to die, and you think I want to?" Chen Wei let out a cold laugh.

He had no intention of saving Zhao Hui.

He left him lying on the ground, struggling and muttering nonstop.

Until the voice became quieter and quieter... and then completely disappeared.

Afterward, Chen Wei took a cell phone from Zhao Hui’s embrace.

He easily hacked the password and quickly found Jiang Fangzheng in the contact list.

He dialed the number, and before the call was answered, he pressed the speakerphone button.

"How did it go? Is he dead?" As soon as the call connected, a puzzled voice came from Jiang Fangzheng.

Based on his understanding of Zhao Hui, Zhao Hui should have brought back Chen Wei’s body directly to claim his reward in person.

Why would he suddenly make a phone call?

Could it be that something unexpected had happened?

While he was utterly confounded, Chen Wei spoke up, "You are Jiang Fangzheng!"

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds.

Then, with slightly agitated emotions, he said, "Who, who are you! You’re not Zhao Hui! What have you done to him!"

"You went to such lengths to kill me, yet you don’t even know who I am?" Chen Wei’s laugh was mocking.

"You are Chen Wei!" Jiang Fangzheng finally realized.

"Correct," Chen Wei affirmed.

"Where is Zhao Hui? What have you done to him?" This was a turn of events that Jiang Fangzheng had never anticipated.

Could it be that Zhao Hui, one of the Four Great War Generals, actually lost to an unknown nobody?

Impossible! Jiang Fangzheng could not accept such a thing.

He was convinced that he knew the strength of Zhao Hui very well.

Even a hundred more people like Chen Wei couldn’t possibly be a match for him.

On this, Jiang Fangzheng was unshakeably confident and self-assured.

"Him?" Chen Wei chuckled, "Don’t worry, he’s already dead."

"Impossible! You’re lying! How could he possibly be dead." Jiang Fangzheng refused to believe, thinking that Chen Wei was just telling a bunch of ghost stories, trying to hoodwink him.

Deceiving him as if he were a fool.

"Don’t believe me?" Chen Wei decided to switch to the video call feature.

This guy!

Upon seeing the video call request.

Jiang Fangzheng decided to cover the front camera with his finger.

Then he answered the call.

The next second, he saw Chen Wei’s face appear on the screen.

"Sorry, my mistake," Chen Wei clicked to switch to the rear camera so he could show Zhao Hui’s dead body clearly on the screen for Jiang Fangzheng to see properly.

"You..."

He started to speak, but then fell silent abruptly.

Jiang Fangzheng stared at the image of Zhao Hui lying in a pool of blood, his face filled with disbelief, even forgetting to cover the camera.

His own trusted aide, one of the Four Great War Generals, had actually lost to an unknown, unheard-of nobody.

How could that be? How was that possible?

"What exactly did you do!" Jiang Fangzheng still maintained an imperious attitude, interrogating.

"I killed him, just like that."

Chen Wei didn’t want to explain further.

"The reason I made this call is quite simple, you’ve provoked me. Since you didn’t heed the warning, then clean your neck and be ready to have someone collect your corpse."

Switching back to the front camera, Chen Wei gave a slight smile, without losing politeness.