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Chapter 722 - 722 722 Still Daring to Court Death

722: Chapter 722: Still Daring to Court Death?

Beat Them to a Pulp!

722: Chapter 722: Still Daring to Court Death?

Beat Them to a Pulp!

The atmosphere suddenly turned frigid!

Time and air, both seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.

Thump…

Thump…

Thump…

Nangong Yao’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He could never have dreamed of this.

Wu Jie had actually managed to pull out a gun from his shoulder bag, suddenly pressing it against his forehead.

How many times before.

Many people privately mocked Wu Jie for being a nobody despite clinging to the president and hugging the thick leg of the Tianyuan Tang Family.

And still looked like a nobody, often wearing a shoulder bag that made him look like a small-time vendor or a contractor.

A nobody would always be a nobody!

Even if he were given a fortune, he still couldn’t shake off the poor habits.

But today…

Nangong Yao guessed he was probably the first person in the world to know what Wu Jie had in that bag.

Not just a phone, cash, various cards, and IDs, there was also a freaking gun!

And it was even a police issue gun; could Wu Jie be a cop?

Nangong Yao was so nervous he could hardly breathe.

He glanced down and spotted a notebook with three gilded characters “Detective Badge” on it.

What kind of ID was that?

Shouldn’t it be a police badge?

Although it didn’t make sense to him, considering Wu Jie’s current status and position, it seemed unlikely that he’d bother with a fake gun and fake ID, casually carrying them in his bag.

“I’m asking you something!

Are you freaking mad, dog?”

“Got AIDS and you’re not seeking treatment, instead you come out to spread disaster.

I think you’re even worse than a dog!”

Wu Jie pushed hard with his hand.

Nangong Yao immediately stumbled a few steps backward.

He looked at Wu Jie with a dazed, vacant stare.

In his eyes, shock, panic, sorrow, and unwillingness…

But all these emotions and thoughts finally turned into the sound of a thump, as he knelt down heavily.

“I…

I…”

Nangong Yao had a lot to say, but he found it hard to speak and had no idea what to say.

Apologize?

Beg for mercy?

Seeing Wu Jie’s posture, it seemed like not even a hefty bribe would work; he appeared to have no interest in money at all.

“What you?”

Wu Jie picked up the continuously vibrating phone, flooded with various messages.

After a glance, he turned on airplane mode.

He opened the camera to prepare for recording, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the video he had taken before.

He checked it out in the photo gallery.

“You little twerp!

Freaking heck!

Did you take this video to accompany you to the grave, to keep as a memento?”

Wu Jie snuffed out the cigarette he had just dropped to the ground, lighting another one.

Squinting his eyes, gun in one hand and phone in the other.

“My marksmanship has always been terrible; it could go off at any time!”

“Do you want to save face, or do you want to save your dog life?

I’m giving you twenty seconds to think it over!”

“And don’t doubt the legitimacy of my gun; if you choose to die, I’ll tell you now, so you won’t die with your eyes wide open!”

Saying this, Wu Jie pulled out the ID book from his shoulder bag.

“See this thing?”

Nangong Yao nodded again and again.

“You seem not to understand what this means!”

Wu Jie took a drag on his cigarette and snickered with cold laughter, “Actually, it’s quite simple!

Normally when we catch criminals, even if we shoot, we should aim for the legs or arms first to incapacitate them from committing further crimes or escaping!”

“But we are different.

If we shoot, we aim to kill!

If one shot doesn’t do it, then two!”

Nangong Yao asked in surprise, “Why…

why is that?”

Wu Jie shouted annoyed, “Nonsense!

Those who hold this kind of badge are responsible for protecting the country and maintaining social peace!”

“People like you who maliciously spread AIDS are a typical threat to public safety and are utterly evil!”

“One shot to take you out, I won’t only be free from responsibility but also get commended for merit, got it now?”

“The ten seconds are up; do you choose to record a video, or do you choose to get your head blown off?”

Nangong Yao looked at Wu Jie, then at the dark muzzle of the gun.

“Can I choose to add money instead?

Actually, I won quite a bit from betting on a football game with Meng Sihua on the cruise!”

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have money to waste, attracting those materialistic gold-diggers to be deceived!”

“If you let me off, I’ll give you all my money!

After all, the money means nothing to me now!”

Wu Jie laughed, “Do you think the options I gave you, you can just add your own?”

“I…”

Nangong Yao hung his head.

As the saying goes, when under someone’s roof, one must bow their head!

Now he was under a gun, not wanting his head to be blown off and die miserably; he could only bow his head.

He reached out with hands even more delicate and pale as jade than a woman’s, picking up the ID.

Nangong Yao let out a long sigh, then slowly raised his head.

Wu Jie started recording, nodding slightly.

Nangong Yao put on a pitiful face and said weakly,

“Hello everyone, I am Zha Zhahui…

oh no no, sorry Mr.

Wu!”

Pfft!

Wu Jie almost choked on his cigarette.

“Damn!

Are you trying to be funny?”

“You trying to make me laugh to death so you can slip away?”

“You almost made me shoot!”

After containing his laughter and cursing, Wu Jie started recording again.

Nangong Yao took a deep breath, and this time he got it right.

After finishing, he immediately stood up.

“Kneel down!!”

Wu Jie shouted fiercely, “When did I tell you to stand up?”

“Not that, I want to see how it was taken.

Did you put on the beauty filter?”

Nangong Yao asked curiously.

“…”

Wu Jie’s face was filled with black lines.

What a freaking mess!

“What the hell do you mean?

Just for this crappy video, you care about not being handsome enough?”

“You want a beauty filter, huh?

Alright!

Kneel properly, I’ll take the most handsome photo for your memorial!”

Wu Jie’s roar immediately made Nangong Yao behave.

He knelt on the ground, not daring to move or speak.

Wu Jie watched the video once, then didn’t bother to edit it.

He turned off airplane mode.

Too many messages.

All sorts of inquiries and questions, too many to deal with.

Wu Jie didn’t look at them, he went straight to his social media and hurried to post the video.

Nangong Yao knelt to one side, silent.

That dark muzzle was shaking in front of his eyes.

He genuinely feared that Wu Jie would accidentally fire and blow his head open.

After dealing with the matter, Wu Jie threw Nangong Yao’s smartphone to the side, letting it vibrate incessantly.

“Mr.

Wu, I’ve taken the video as well.

Can you let me go now?”

Nangong Yao pleaded desperately.

Wu Jie scoffed with a sneer, “Let you go?

To continue harming other girls?

You really think too highly of yourself!”

“What?”

Nangong Yao reacted with shocked anger:

“How…How can you go back on your word?

I did everything you asked!”

Wu Jie smiled wickedly, “Who the hell told you I keep my word?

Didn’t you inquire about how I got the nickname ‘King of Tricksters’?”

“And to speak of credibility with scum like you?

You do things that are utterly despicable and still expect me to keep my promises?

Isn’t that hilarious?”

While speaking, Wu Jie picked up his smartphone and made a call.

“Why don’t you just shoot me dead?” Nangong Yao suddenly asked.

“Shoot you dead?”

Wu Jie rolled his eyes:

“Do you have any idea how much paperwork I’d have to do even though I wouldn’t be held responsible for killing you?”

“I hate writing reports the most.

How about you write it for me first, and then I’ll finish you off?”

Nangong Yao was instantly confused.

Write a report before being shot dead?

What kind of trick was this?

Have I gone mad?

Nangong Yao glared at Wu Jie, growing increasingly angry.

He wished he could suddenly be endowed with miraculous powers and bravely snatch the gun from Wu Jie’s grasp.

Only too bad…

That miracles don’t exist?

Instead, Wu Jie’s phone on the bed kept vibrating nonstop.

Alas!

This time, it was a total embarrassment, a reputation utterly ruined!

Nangong Yao dared not imagine how his indulgent parents and friends and family felt at this moment.

They probably couldn’t believe it was true.

They would definitely try every means to contact and find him.

It’s likely that Meng Sihua, being an accomplice, was also bombarded with countless calls, texts, and messages.

However…

Panic, doubt, worry, anger…

At this very moment, what use was any emotion?

Facts speak louder than words!

Even if Nangong Yao was found now and immediately taken to the hospital for blood tests, it would certainly show traces of HIV.

That was an indisputable fact!

“Xin’er, how are things on your end?” Wu Jie asked as he dialed the number.

Tang Xin sighed, “She’s completely broken down!

Although she went through the washing and took medication, she just lies on the hospital bed like a vegetable, unmoving!”

“I actually think it would be better if she could cry out, but she’s so subdued and silent, I’m afraid she’ll get depression even if she doesn’t contract HIV!”

Wu Jie quickly said, “Then get a psychologist involved immediately, offer more guidance, and convince her that the likelihood of contracting HIV is negligible if it’s blocked within 72 hours, so she shouldn’t feel burdened!”

Tang Xin sighed wistfully, “You don’t need to tell me; I’ve already thought of that!

But I guess, even if there’s no issue, she’s sure to be traumatized, probably too scared to ever interact with men again in her life!”

“Oh right, what about that scum?

I get the feeling that the two of you know each other.

How’s he doing now?

You didn’t already kill him, did you?”

Wu Jie smiled faintly.

“I couldn’t be bothered to hit him!

This guy, Nangong Yao, should be considered a famous wealthy young master in Qicheng, right!”

“I’ve already used his phone to force him to shoot a clarification video, and I’ve posted it on his own Moments…”

…

Nangong Yao was listening silently by the side, always trying to stay as calm as possible.

He was observing and waiting.

Waiting for the moment Wu Jie’s attention was not focused, he’d suddenly burst forward to snatch the gun.

Suddenly!

The opportunity arose!

Wu Jie hung up the phone and moved to touch the screen, his gaze breaking contact.

Nangong Yao surged to his feet with all his strength.

He exerted all his power, like one drowning struggling to reach the shore.

Driven by a powerful will to survive, Nangong Yao, this seemingly fragile youth, also burst out with impressive speed.

Pouncing over, his hands went straight for the gun.

And he even opened his mouth, ready to bite Wu Jie if he missed.

However…

Despite being fully prepared, exerting all his strength!

Wu Jie’s reaction was too fast.

Bang!!!

A muffled sound, Wu Jie swung back in a backhand strike.

Like someone backhanding a slap or swinging a punch diagonally.

The gun butt he was holding crashed heavily onto Nangong Yao’s handsome side face.

It was like being smacked hard with a baseball bat.

Thump.

His whole body tilted and he fell to the ground, seeing stars, his mind reeling.

A buzzing noise echoed in his ears, his brain felt muddled and blank.

Dazed!

And his face was in immense pain!

Two or three seconds later, Nangong Yao let out a scream of agony.

Ah~

Wu Jie put away his phone and kicked the trash can towards Nangong Yao.

He grabbed a crumpled lady’s mourning dress from the trash, and as Nangong Yao opened his mouth to scream, he stuffed it in.

With a twist of his wrist, he forcefully pushed.

A significant portion of the lady’s mourning dress was forcibly stuffed into his mouth.

Nangong Yao was terrified, raging with anger, struggling and writhing madly.

What was Wu Jie trying to do?

Was he trying to stuff this lady’s mourning dress into him alive?

That was too vicious!

After blocking his mouth, Wu Jie immediately started to brutally beat him.

This time.

Nangong Yao understood.

Damnit!

The gag was to prevent him from screaming!

After a torrent of violent blows, the frail Nangong Yao was in so much pain that he passed out.

“Dammit!

He can’t take a hit at all, yet has the nerve to boast about being a real man!

Bullshit!”

Wu Jie was cursing inwardly when suddenly a commotion came from outside.

Thinking it was someone from the precinct arriving, it turned out to be a group of burly, strong societal figures.

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