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Chapter 626: Killing Shen Junlan by Hand?

Chapter 626: Chapter 626: Killing Shen Junlan by Hand?

Seeing the scene unfold, Ye Zhentian got out of the car, completely unfazed.

It wasn’t that he didn’t care about Shen Junlan’s life, but rather that he had absolute confidence in Chen Wei.

Since he was willing to step in, it was certain that the matter would come to a perfect conclusion, leaving no room for doubt.

Seeing how confident Shen Congming was now, Ye Zhentian could already imagine how desperate he would become later!

Not even half a minute passed.

A sports car raced to the scene, parting the crowd, no one daring to block its way.

Chen Wei hit the brakes and stopped right beside Ye Zhentian.

He opened the door and stepped out from the driver’s seat.

"You coward, you finally showed up. I thought you didn’t have the guts to come," Shen Congming sneered with a chuckle.

He had not the slightest bit of awe for Chen Wei, feeling instead that holding Shen Junlan’s life in his grip gave him the upper hand.

Next, whatever he said would be the law.

Chen Wei wouldn’t be able to resist him, even if he was the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country!

"Why wouldn’t I dare to come?" Chen Wei retorted against Shen Congming.

That look in his eyes made Shen Congming feel utterly insignificant to Chen Wei.

"You, who allowed you to look at me with that kind of gaze, to talk to me in that tone? Do you want her to die?" With that, Shen Congming brought the knife in his hand even closer to Shen Junlan.

The blade pressed tightly against Shen Junlan’s swan-like neck; one could see beads of blood starting to emerge.

At this, Ye Zhentian felt a bit unstable.

Just as he was about to say something, Chen Wei preempted him, "Do you really want her dead that much?"

"Do you really have the nerve to do it? If she dies, what do you think will happen to you?" Chen Wei countered.

"You think I wouldn’t dare? You’d better not provoke me. I have nothing left, I can afford to gamble, but you definitely can’t!"

"Aren’t you the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country? You must be very rich, right? Ten billion, I want you to spend ten billion to buy this woman’s life!"

"And also, I want a private jet to take me abroad! If you can’t meet my demands, I’ll take her life, a lose-lose situation!" The more Shen Congming spoke, the more deranged, the more pathological he seemed.

Ye Zhentian could understand, it must be Chen Wei’s very demeanor that had provoked Shen Congming.

According to Shen Congming’s expectations, Chen Wei should not be displaying such a haughty and assured air.

He should be kneeling before him and begging!

Indeed, that’s exactly what Shen Congming had thought, but the reality was completely the opposite of what he had imagined.

He even began to doubt whether he had made a mistake.

Shen Junlan might not be as important to Chen Wei as he had believed.

But if that were really the case, why would Chen Wei bother to bring so many people?

He must be doing it on purpose, pretending not to care, hoping to make me give up!

That has to be it!

Shen Congming convinced himself.

"Ten billion? I can’t give that to you," Chen Wei shook his head, declining decisively.

Hearing this, Shen Junlan didn’t think there was anything wrong with his response, but inside, she couldn’t help feeling a bit... choked up.

Shen Junlan didn’t blame Chen Wei; everything he had done for her so far could each be considered above and beyond the call of duty.

She had no right to ask him to do anything more for her.

"Can’t give it? What do you mean! Don’t you want her to live?" Shen Congming’s brows furrowed with obvious panic.

Although he always talked about a do-or-die struggle, in reality, he wanted to live more than anyone else.

Shen Junlan was Shen Congming’s only bargaining chip; if Chen Wei didn’t care for her, then wouldn’t that make him...

"You must think that because I brought so many people with me, I must care a lot about her, right?"

"Then I can only say, you’re thinking too much. She’s not as important as you imagine."

"But without you, my reputation is very important," Chen Wei saw right through Shen Congming’s inner thoughts.

Shen Congming indeed became mentally affected.

"You, you’re just trying to maintain your own reputation?" he questioned.

"What else? After all, a lot of people know that there’s something between her and me. If she really died in your hands, I, as the Heavenly God, couldn’t afford to lose face."

"But if you died, whatever I say, those people outside would have to believe me," Chen Wei said with a cold smile.

"You, you’re a devil!" Shen Congming cursed vehemently.

"Call me whatever you want," Chen Wei said nonchalantly.

"One hundred million, how about that? For you, one hundred million is nothing, right?" Seeing Chen Wei turn around, Shen Congming, out of desperation, slashed a zero off the original ransom.

"I hate it most when others threaten me," Chen Wei suddenly turned around, flicking his arm.

A Silver Needle pierced straight into Shen Junlan’s chest.

Shen Junlan’s body immediately went limp.

"How, how can this be?" Shen Congming’s hands trembled as he reached for Shen Junlan’s nose.

"She’s not breathing!" He was startled.

Looking up, with widened eyes, he stared straight at Chen Wei, "You, you’re taking life so lightly! Can you, being like this, still be considered the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country?"

"Hey! You can eat the wrong things, but you can’t talk nonsense. She was clearly killed by you, with so many eyes watching, right?" Chen Wei turned to Ye Zhentian and asked.

Ye Zhentian stepped forward and echoed, "That’s right, I saw it clearly, you killed her."

"You, you’re colluding! I, I’ll fight you to the death!" Shen Congming threw Shen Junlan aside and, holding a knife, charged towards Chen Wei.

Chen Wei was quick to react, drawing Ye Zhentian’s service pistol.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He fired rapidly, severing Shen Congming’s leg and wrist tendons.

Leaving him to be a cripple who could only lie prostate on the ground, unable to move.

"I’m going to kill you! I will kill you! You beast! You beast!" The realization that his life was about to end here made Shen Congming curse uncontrollably, tears uncontrollably streaming down his cheeks.

But Chen Wei didn’t pay any attention to Shen Congming and walked over to Shen Junlan.

He picked her up, pinched the Silver Needle that was in her chest, and pulled it out.

"Cough cough cough!" The next second, Shen Junlan, who should have been dead, "came back to life!"

She sat up, coughing continuously, gasping for air.

Shen Junlan had never before felt that air could be so fresh and sweet as in this moment.

"How, how can this be? She, she was dead, wasn’t she?" Shen Congming’s eyebrows furrowed into a ’川’, completely puzzled.

"Forgot to tell you, in addition to being the Heavenly God of Protecting the Country, he is also the master of the National Medical Saint, and faking death is a trivial matter for him," Ye Zhentian explained.

"From the very beginning, you fell into the trap he set. Understand?" Ye Zhentian loved this moment of delivering the coup de grâce.

Indeed, upon learning all this, Shen Congming’s eyes dimmed, void of life.

Overwhelming despair, like a waterfall crashing from three thousand meters high, washed over him, stripping his soul, leaving him a mere puppet.