Chapter 567: Shen Lue: My Gun Doesn't Kill Trash!

s curving into a charming arc, "Continue."Well, sensitive little thing.Mu Xing fastened the rest of the buttons and smoothed down the collar of the shirt. "Good!"The man picked up another tie and aske...Azure Dragon Warfare Base.

The central execution yard within the prison.

On the crimson-tinged ground, a table was set with an array of delicacies, a feast fit for royalty.

Fu Zheng was escorted and stood aside waiting.

In a short while, footsteps echoed through the vast execution ground.

A man in black, with a handsome yet indifferent face, walked steadily on the cold ground in his leather shoes. Each step he took was accompanied by the metallic tang of blood from the chaos surrounding him.

Fu Zheng looked at him calmly, but secretly straightened his spine.

Fu Lingxiao strode over, pulled out the chair at the head of the table, and looked at Fu Zheng, "Second Uncle, please sit."

The guard immediately released Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng patted his wrinkled clothes, maintaining his only facade, and limped over to sit down.

Fu Lingxiao single-handedly pulled open the chair beside him, his tall and straight figure sat down, picked up a bottle of red wine, opened it, poured it into a high goblet, and placed it in front of Fu Zheng.

After pouring himself a glass, he held it in his hand, gently swirling the liquid inside, and spoke softly, “Do you remember the last time we had dinner together It was on my tenth birthday. I never imagined that our next meal together would be like this.”

"I never expected to lose to you."

Fu Zheng laughed, looked at Fu Lingxiao, and said again: "You are better than I expected. It's a pity that if your elder brother hadn't taken away A Yun back then, you should have been my son."

Fu Lingxiao lightly sipped the red wine, a slight curl at the corner of his mouth, "Is that so But I don't want a father like you. I believe Fu Jingmo wouldn't either."

Fu Zheng's face darkened, "Don't mention that waste to me, he doesn't deserve to be my son. My son Fu Zheng should be as outstanding as you!"

"You said everyone only sees my father's excellence, and no matter how hard you try, you can't get recognition. But have you ever recognized Fu Jingmo"

"Actually, Fu Jingmo isn't bad. The real difference between us lies in the way our fathers educated us. Just as he said before he died, if our lives were swapped, he might not be worse off than me."

"The only thing that died at my hands was Fu Jingmo's body. His soul was destroyed long ago in your repeated denials. Second Uncle, the unworthy one is you."

"The results now prove it, you are indeed, not as good as my father."

Fu Lingxiao looked at Fu Zheng, speaking word by word.

Every word was repeatedly touching Fu Zheng's most sensitive nerves, and he angrily retorted: "Impossible! How could I be worse than my elder brother! Fifteen years ago, I already beat my elder brother!"

Fu Lingxiao sneered, "But now is the final showdown between you and my father, isn't it"

The final outcome...

His home was ruined, he lost everything.

His spirit world was shaken and destroyed, Fu Zheng finally couldn't control himself and burst into a maniacal laughter.

Fu Lingxiao said nothing more, drained the red wine in his cup in one gulp, rose to his feet and picked up the white candle beside him, lighting it. The firelight reflected in his deep eyes, the glow cold and eerie.

He inserted the candle into the candlestick and strode away.

Behind him, the laughter stopped. Fu Zheng's hoarse voice came, "You are much crueler than your father."

Fu Lingxiao walked out of the prison cell, and Situ Xun had already brought Zuo Zhiyi and others to wait outside.

As soon as he came out, Zu Zhiyi immediately went in.

A few minutes later.

"Bang!—"

A gunshot echoed from within the prison.

Fu Lingxiao's fist clenched tightly in his suit pocket. He closed his eyes and let out a breath, instructing Situ Xun beside him: "Arrange a proper burial for my second uncle."

"Yes," replied Si Tu Xun. He then inquired, "Master Fu, what shall be done with Fu Jingmo"

They searched Fu Zheng's villa in Haicheng and unexpectedly found Fu Jingmo in the underground laboratory. The dead man had come back to life, which was terrifying.

But Fu Jingmo was unaware, like a walking corpse. They didn't know how to handle him, so they could only bring back Canglong and ask Master Fu to decide.

Fu Lingxiao pursed his thin lips and said, "What's the point of living like a walking corpse Give him a quick death."

Si Tu Xun replied, "All the others being held captive have already been executed. There is one girl left, brought here by Shen Lue. She is said to be under Fu Jing Mo's command."

"Leave it to Shen Lue to handle."

Fu Lingxiao uttered a few words indifferently and left in the car.

Si Tu Xun led his men to collect Fu Zheng's body and then called Shen Lue: "Little brat, the girl you sent over to be detained before, Fu Ye let you dispose of her yourself."

On the phone, Shen Yue sat on the roof of the main villa, gazing at the distant sky.

After a moment of silence, he got up and said, “Alright, I’m coming over now.”

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In the damp and cold prison cell, Ning Chi-chi sat hugging her knees in a corner, lost in thought.

Suddenly, a sharp gaze fell upon her!

She frowned and looked up. In the dimly lit corridor outside the prison, she saw a tall, black figure. The light was too dim for her to see his face, but she recognized him instantly from his silhouette.

"Damn idiot, you finally dare to show up!"

Ning Chi suddenly stood up, rushing towards Shen Lu. Her legs had gone numb from staying in one position for too long. As soon as she lifted her leg, she knelt down again.

Shen Yue stood outside the gate, glaring at her through the iron bars, "So eager to plead for mercy."

Ning Chi gritted her teeth in annoyance, touching her aching knee, and glared at Shen Lue: "Dream on! This old lady would rather die than beg you for mercy! You despicable villain! If you have the guts, let this old lady out! I'll kill you!"

"It seems you really want to die, then this young master will fulfill your wish and send you to join your companions."

Shen Lue's face was as cold as ice. He drew his gun from his hip and pointed it at Ning Chi Chi.

Ning Chi's expression froze for a moment, then she got up from the ground. She didn't dodge or flinch, and walked towards Shen Lue step by step, facing his gun, and asked: "Did you kill Sister Liu"

"I said it a long time ago, everyone who hurts Xiaoxing deserves to die, she brought this upon herself."

"Damn it!"

Ning Chi grasped the iron railing tightly, like an enraged little beast, staring deathly at Shen Lue. Her long eyelashes trembled, and tears suddenly rolled down from her bloodshot eyes.

After staring for a few moments, she relaxed her tense body, which had been clenched with anger, and said, “Forget it, you guys are not wrong either. To each their own.”

She slowly lowered her eyes, "Go ahead."

"Bang!—"

Gunshots echoed through the prison, reverberating in the long corridor.

Ning Chichi was so shaken that her ears hurt. She was stunned for a moment before realizing she wasn't dead.

And the prison door was already open, the lock still warm from a bullet.

Ning Chi was shocked and confused, she raised her eyes to look at the man outside the door: "What do you mean"

"My gun doesn't kill trash, it's disgusting."

Shen Lue put away his gun and turned to leave.

Ning Chi watched his icy back, hesitated for a moment, but still followed after him.

Walking out of prison, Shen Lue ordered his subordinates: "Escort her away."

Could it be that we're really going to let her go

This idiot took the wrong medicine, didn't he

Ning Chi Chi looked completely dumbfounded, frowning as she stared at him and asked, "You're just going to let me go like this Aren't you afraid I'll do something bad to your little star again"

Shen Yue ignored her, only gesturing for his men to take her away.

Before getting on the bus, Ning Chi chi couldn't help but turn back to look at Shen Lue, "Hey!"

Shen Lue raised his chin slightly, a visible impatience on his handsome face, "Get lost if you don't want to die!"

"I won't come back to the imperial capital, and also, thank you."

Ning Chi smiled faintly and leaned in to get on the carriage.

Si Tu Xun appeared beside Shen Yue like a ghost, "Not bad, little brat, you've learned to show mercy."

Shen Lue didn't respond, "Boss, do you have anything to say If not, I'm going back."

Sithu Xun: "Go."

Shen Lue got on the car and left.

Si Tu Xun watched the departing car, sighing helplessly. He really couldn't do anything about this little rascal, ah...e the sweat from her forehead and let her rest against his chest. "Rest for a while and tell me when you're ready. I'll take you to take a shower."Mu Xing was taken aback. Did her little uncle mean he...