I, the Ruthless Villain, Strangled My Fiancée at the Beginning and Left the Protagonists Terrified Chapter 96
Seeing Ye Qingfeng prepare to step out, Baihu shouted, “Boss, don’t go! That bastard is ruthless. If you go out there, you’ll be in real danger!”
“At worst, we fight to the death! Kill as many as we can!”
His earlier arrogant words now felt like a slap to the face. The overwhelming helplessness and despair only fueled his anger.
He couldn’t even understand what kind of weapon had fired that first shot and blown a hole in the wall. Was it a cannon?
Qinglong chimed in, “Boss, we live and die together! If it comes to it, we’ll fight to the end! None of us will regret it!”
Zhuque gritted her teeth. “Boss, don’t go!”
It was true that with their skills, breaking out from the encirclement wasn’t impossible. But the terrifying part was—everyone outside was a warrior, and all of them were at least third rank. They were completely surrounded by a hundred elite fighters.
If they were delayed even slightly, the fifth- and sixth-rank experts outside could easily wipe them out.
And the worst part—they had no firearms. All their gun skills were useless now.
They didn’t even have a chance to fight back.
If only they had brought their own weapons—then these people outside wouldn’t have stood a chance.
Ye Qingfeng felt despair creeping in.
But still, he had to go out.
He had to take responsibility for his arrogance.
He had to answer for the deaths of his brothers.
“Don’t worry. Find a way to break out. We’ve lost this time.”
“Trust me. You know what I’m capable of.”
With that, Ye Qingfeng walked out of the villa step by step, heading into the courtyard.
The moment he appeared, Shen Wuxiao smiled.
“Test the waters. Open fire.”
Da-da-da-da-da!
A rain of bullets stormed toward Ye Qingfeng.
“The hell is this—!”
“Brother Feng!”
Qinglong and the others shouted in alarm.
Ye Qingfeng cursed inwardly, calling Shen Wuxiao a shameless man, and quickly rolled to the side.
His skin suddenly changed color, a layer of gray scales appearing across his body like armor—indestructible and impenetrable.
Bullets hit his skin and ricocheted off, sparking on contact.
He had activated his supernatural power.
Shen Wuxiao grinned. “That ability’s not bad. Looks nearly invincible. I wonder if you can still die with it.”
Ye Qingfeng was furious. “Shen Wuxiao, you’re shameless!”
Shen Wuxiao laughed. “I told you, I was just testing. That’s enough. Come out, I won’t shoot anymore.”
“Not that it would work on you anyway.”
Ye Qingfeng didn’t flinch. He walked straight to Shen Wuxiao.
Shen Wuxiao greeted him with his usual calm smile, each of his actions filled with a strange, elegant grace.
“Nice to meet you. Quite the dramatic first meeting, huh? Do you like the setting?”
“Come, sit. Have some tea, eat some fruit—let’s discuss where you’d like to be buried.”
He poured Ye Qingfeng a cup of tea and gestured to the seat.
Madman.
That was Ye Qingfeng’s first impression of him.
Still, Ye Qingfeng sat down, his aura oppressive. His eyes glinted with killing intent, though he kept it restrained.
Just as he was about to speak, a disheveled figure stumbled out of the villa.
“Mr. Shen… Mr. Shen…!”
It was Lu Tao.
He looked terrified. After taking only two steps, he tripped and collapsed, his legs too weak to stand.
He struggled to his knees and crawled toward Shen Wuxiao. “Mr. Shen, you’re finally here… thank goodness…”
He clung to Shen Wuxiao like a drowning man grabbing at driftwood.
Shen Wuxiao glanced at Ye Qingfeng and smiled. “Mr. Ye, let me handle something personal first. Enjoy your tea.”
Then he looked down at Lu Tao, who was trembling on the ground.
“Mr. Shen… Mr. Shen…” Lu Tao stammered.
Shen Wuxiao nodded. “Young Master Lu, what happened? You look so pitiful. Were they mistreating you?”
Lu Tao nodded frantically. “If not for you, Mr. Shen, I’d be dead. Thank you, thank you so much…”
He started kowtowing on the ground.
Shen Wuxiao nodded calmly. “I accept your thanks. But I’m a man of principle.”
“No matter what the trouble is, if I, Shen Wuxiao, cause it, I’ll face it head-on. But I don’t tolerate people dragging me into messes I didn’t start.”
Lu Tao felt his bladder tighten. He was doomed. It was all over.
But then Shen Wuxiao continued, “Still, what’s done is done. No point holding onto it now.”
Lu Tao exhaled in relief. “Thank you, Mr. Shen… I swear, I’ve learned my lesson.”
“From now on, I’ll be your dog.”
Shen Wuxiao quickly waved his hand. “No, no. You’re a person. A good person. Why be a dog?”
“You don’t need to thank me. I’ll just send your entire family to the afterlife for you—as your apology.”
Lu Tao froze.
Ye Qingfeng felt a chill creep down his spine.
Just one sentence, and an entire family’s death was sealed. How terrifying was this man?
Lu Tao shook his head desperately. “No, Mr. Shen, I was wrong—I was really wrong. I thought I was being clever—I was wrong!”
“Please, give me another chance. Please!”
Shen Wuxiao, ever soft-hearted, nodded. “Alright then. You choose—do you die, or your family?”
“I… I…” Lu Tao trembled. “I choose… I choose my family. Please, Mr. Shen, spare me.”
“If my family dies, I’ll give you everything I own—everything the Lu family has!”
Shen Wuxiao blinked, then laughed uproariously.
“Hahahaha! So filial, yet so heartless! Cruel—so cruel!”
“Well then, I have nothing more to say.”
He reached out, pulled Lu Tao up, and had him sit on a stone bench nearby.
Lu Tao could only smile bitterly. For his own survival, he had betrayed everything.
Shen Wuxiao looked at Ye Qingfeng and pointed at Lu Tao.
“Mr. Ye, what do you think? Is this someone worth keeping alive?”
“He’s willing to sell out his own parents just to survive. He wants to be my dog? I’d be insane to trust someone like him.”
Ye Qingfeng frowned, saying nothing.
Shen Wuxiao patted Lu Tao on the shoulder. “Oh right, I forgot to mention something.”
His expression turned cold, his eyes filled with killing intent.
“I hate unfilial people the most.”
Then, in one swift motion, he grabbed Lu Tao by his green hair and slammed his head onto the stone table.
He raised his right fist and drove it down with terrifying force.
“Ahhh! No, please—!”
Crack!
A sickening crunch echoed through the yard.
Lu Tao’s skull shattered from the blow.
Blood splashed across Ye Qingfeng’s face, but he didn’t even blink.
Shen Wuxiao casually flung the corpse aside.
The body crashed into a wall—so hard that part of the wall collapsed.
Ye Qingfeng was shaken.
This seemingly flamboyant playboy had strength terrifying beyond belief.
His casual cruelty masked monstrous power.
“Alright, the personal business is done. Now, back to you.”
Shen Wuxiao raised his hand, and someone handed him a towel. He wiped the blood from his fingers while looking at Ye Qingfeng.
“Mr. Ye, I’m sure you understand everything now. So—do you still want revenge, or shall we talk peace?”
Ye Qingfeng was not someone who bowed to power. Even now, he didn’t back down.
“If you had talked to me from the beginning, maybe this could’ve ended peacefully.”
“But now? No way.”
“You killed so many of my brothers. Even my closest brother died at your hands. If I just let this go, how can I face them in the afterlife?”
Shen Wuxiao gave a soft laugh. “Face them? They’re already dead. If you really want to face them, do it after you die too. Why so impatient?”
Ye Qingfeng shifted slightly, ready for action. “Oh? What if I don’t care for your reasoning?”
Shen Wuxiao gave him a thumbs-up. “Loyal and brave. Calm under pressure. You truly deserve the title ‘Mad Dragon God of War.’”
“If that’s how you feel, then there’s nothing more to say. I hope you won’t regret this later.”
Ye Qingfeng responded immediately, “Shen Wuxiao, whatever happens, let’s settle it between us. Be a man—don’t involve my family.”
Ye Qingfeng wasn’t afraid of dying.
He was only worried about Tuantuan.
She was just a little girl, and gravely ill.
Shen Wuxiao smiled. “Don’t worry, Mr. Ye. While many think I’m a monster, I still have boundaries.”
“I would never harm a child. Even if I wanted to, my woman wouldn’t let me.”
Ye Qingfeng looked him in the eyes. “Alright. I believe you.”
But deep down, the killing intent in his heart only grew.
No matter what Shen Wuxiao said—he couldn’t take the risk.
Only one of them could walk away from this.
Shen Wuxiao said nothing more. He lifted the Duke of Destruction revolver, aimed it at Ye Qingfeng, and pulled the trigger.