The Crazy Son-In-Law

At this moment, Er’s face was devoid of any extra expression, numbed by the extraordinary measures Xiao Shun had employed against him.

“Boss, I hope in the next life we can be brothers again. I’d rather die by my own hand than be tormented by this damn bastard. I’m going ahead!”

With that, Er swiftly pulled a pistol from his waistband and aimed it at his temple.

He had ended the lives of countless enemies in this manner, but it seemed he couldn’t escape the same fate himself.

Yet, compared to a traceless death at Xiao Shun’s hands, Er preferred to end his life with dignity.

Indeed, his primary concern now was not survival but to die with dignity.

That was all!

Er gave Xiao Shun, who was slowly approaching him, a cold glance and viciously pulled the trigger. As death neared, a victorious smile spread across his lips.

But soon, his smile froze, and a warm splash of blood covered his face.

Er turned to look at the hand that had held the gun, only to see it, now splattered in crimson, flying through the air.

“The sins you’ve committed will be judged by me; your life is mine to end!”

Xiao Shun spoke emotionlessly, walking up to Er and looking down at him from above,

His voice was as chilling as the cold wind from the netherworld and as eerie as a demon’s whisper, making one’s skin crawl!

Looking up at that imposing figure, Er said nothing. The light behind him obscured Xiao Shun’s expression, and he was somewhat relieved.

He feared that seeing that expression might break him.

“Do it!”

Resigned, a trace of relief appeared on Er’s face.

Xiao Shun nodded and turned to leave.

As they passed each other, an invisible force crushed Er against a steel plate behind him.

The intense pressure shattered his body, leaving a blood-red silhouette on the steel plate.

This was his only remaining proof in the world.

Now, the boss leaned against a corner, an AK lying quietly at his feet with thirty rounds left, but he no longer planned to use it.

With a bitter smile and a cigarette dangling from his lips, he watched the approaching enemy. His heart harbored neither fear nor hatred, only deep regret.

“It was my fault. Had I not been so insistent, we might be drinking and chatting in a diner right now!”

“Everyone must pay the price for their actions!”

Xiao Shun spoke softly, standing in front of the boss.

The boss sat against the wall, looking openly at Xiao Shun, managing a bitter smile.

“In my life, I’ve carried out countless missions, shed blood and tears, but never once harmed a brother or sister. Yet today, I’ve caused them to disappear without a trace!”

Xiao Shun remained silent, standing quietly in front of the boss.

If Ruan Jinshui had threatened him differently today, these men might not have needed to die. But they had moved against Song Linger, hence there were no exceptions.

“Apart from cherishing my brothers and sisters, my only other pleasure has been smoking. Could you give me a light?”

The boss’s smile remained, both carefree and serene.

Then, he took four cigarettes from the pack, putting them all in his mouth, and murmured, “Sorry, boss, this last cigarette, I’ll light for you. Then together, brothers, we’ll go to hell to slay demons and to heaven to vanquish gods!”

His resolute words echoed in the warehouse, his face stern as he looked at Xiao Shun.

Recognizing him as a real man, Xiao Shun flicked a blue flame from his fingers, lighting the cigarette for him.

“Thanks!”

The boss gave a hearty laugh, leaned forward, and methodically lit a cigarette, then took four from the pack and placed them beside himself.

“The flame is strong; slow down your smoking!” Xiao Shun glanced at him indifferently.

“I’m afraid I won’t catch up with the brothers!”

The boss chuckled and took a deep drag of his cigarette.

He drew so hard that it burned down a third of its length.

“I’ve never counted how long it takes me to smoke one, but now I finally know!”

He muttered to himself and brought the cigarette back to his lips.

Another third of the cigarette turned into a dense cloud of smoke, slowly exhaled from his mouth.

“Go ahead and end it yourself!”

With that, Xiao Shun kicked the gun by the boss’s feet toward him.

The boss shook his head, “No need, my brothers all died honorably, how could I show weakness? I am their leader, their role model!”

As he spoke, he took another fierce drag.

A cigarette was finally smoked to the end.

Exhaling a mouthful of blood-red smoke, blood mixed with charred internal organs trickled from the corner of the boss’s mouth: “Hehe, this cigarette really hurts, much more than the previous ones. It must have reached my heart!”

While speaking, black blood mixed with organ tissue continuously flowed from his mouth, each gush bearing the heat of high temperatures, rising in white smoke as if seared by an internal blaze.

Watching the boss collapse to the ground, Xiao Shun frowned, “You didn’t have to smoke it!”

“Brother, my brothers and sisters died so tragically, how could I die easily?”

The boss’s voice was faint, his mouth still spewing nauseating substances.

Suddenly, as if a last burst of energy surged through him, his face flushed, and his eyes sparkled: “I am their leader, I must be their example!”

With that, he could no longer contain the blazing fire inside him, letting it burn fiercely.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

This man was truly stoic; the alchemical fire had begun to burn inside him from the first drag, yet he endured it, continuing to converse casually with Xiao Shun.

What agony he must have suffered during this time!

Xiao Shun didn’t want him to endure such torment in death and had tried to warn him.

But the boss didn’t appreciate it, seemingly preferring to die a gruesome death to atone for the actions that implicated his brothers.

As the boss transformed into a fiery figure, Xiao Shun sighed, “Go, I will ensure the one who implicated you suffers a painful death, as a mark of my respect for you!”

For some reason, upon hearing Xiao Shun’s words, the boss, already devoid of life, suddenly closed his eyes, his face ravaged by blue flames, sketching a relieved smile.

Seeing this, Xiao Shun picked up the boss’s former gun, slung it over his shoulder, and walked toward Ada and Ruan Jinshui nearby.

Throughout it all, Ada hadn’t moved a step; not because he didn’t want to, but because he couldn’t!

An invisible force locked onto him, like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head, ready to end his life in an instant.

Standing behind him, Ruan Jinshui was so frightened that his legs were shaking, and he could no longer urinate, as a large puddle of urine had already formed at his feet, his bladder empty.