Chapter 57 Once again, the bullet went straight into his head.

Fu Yungui couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and pulled Momo up from the ground, then grabbed her head and made her stare straight at Bian Xi in front of her. "Huang Momo, you saw it. Don't say I didn't give him a chance."

"I was willing to let him off the hook, but he didn't appreciate it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Momo was dragged backward by the man until he sat on the sofa. Momo immediately went limp at his feet and lay motionless on the ground.

She wept silently, her slender body trembling uncontrollably. How had things come to this?

“Shawa, let our Mr. Bianxi see your skills.”

"No..." Momo grabbed Fu Yungui's leg and wouldn't let go, "Fu Yungui, no."

The man completely ignored her actions, leaned back, and stared blankly at the person in front of him.

“No problem, Brother Yun.” Sha Wa stood still, pulled out a pistol from his waist, aimed at Bian Xi, and fired three shots without hesitation.

Every shot was perfectly timed to avoid vital organs, leaving him neither truly dead nor truly alive.

"ah……"

Bian Xi's face was contorted in pain, and blood was gushing out of his body like a fountain. He was constantly gripped by intense pain.

After a short while, he slowly lowered his head. His lips were pale from excessive bleeding. Even though he was filled with resentment, he was too weak to raise his head and confront the man.

A moment later, Sawa aimed his gun at the finger that hadn't been severed yet, and fired two shots that severed the skin. The half of the finger that was still attached fell to the ground instantly.

He bent down and picked it up. He saw that the broken bones were jumbled and embedded in the flesh, with no chance of being put back together. Then he threw it in front of Momo without hesitation.

The severed finger still had fresh blood clinging to it, and it rolled several times before finally falling to her feet, with a few drops of blood splattering on her face.

Momo was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, and she involuntarily backed away until her back was pressed against the man's hard, rock-hard calf before she stopped.

"Enough, stop!" Momo shouted with almost all her might. "Fu Yungui, I've already agreed to annul the engagement, and Bian Xi's finger is broken. Please stop."

"Give him a way out, so I won't feel like I owe him anything forever."

She practically knelt before the man, begging him.

At this moment, her face was covered with sweat that was indistinguishable from tears of despair.

All she knew was that she had to give in, she had to completely submit to this man, and stop making any more futile resistance.

This man, who was like a demon, was someone she could never resist.

Unless he loses interest in her, she'll probably never escape from him in this lifetime.

The next second, he lifted Momo up from the ground.

"Huang Momo, remember this: I said I'd give you one last chance, and that's the last chance. If you get entangled with him again, next time I'll send this bullet straight into his head."

Momo pursed her lips and nodded repeatedly in agreement, as if afraid that he would change his mind at any moment.

"I understand, I really understand." As soon as Fu Yungui let go, her body went limp and she slid down the sofa again.

The man's expression softened, and he glanced at Anu beside him, saying coldly, "Don't let him die."

“Okay, Brother Yun.” Anu and Shava immediately loosened the rope and then took him down.

After Sawa closed the door, only the two of them remained in the room.

The room fell silent instantly.

Fu Yungui remained silent, sitting there as long as he could, his gaze sweeping over the person still sitting upright on the ground.

His eyes were glazed over; it was clear he hadn't recovered from the shock he'd just experienced.

Even counting from Thailand, I've experienced quite a few situations, big and small, yet I haven't developed any courage at all.

It seems that since coming back, all I've done is make myself more wild, and I haven't learned anything else.

Fu Yungui couldn't help but scoff. With such a stupid head, he was destined for a life of mediocrity.

Seeing that she was still sitting there motionless, he lost patience and stopped staring at her. He simply let her stay there while he lit a cigarette and leaned back in the corner of the sofa, slowly smoking.

Momo felt as if all her energy had been drained. After a long while, she tried to stand up by supporting herself on the edge of the sofa, but her hands were too weak and she almost fell to the ground again.

After standing up, she staggered to the side and then leaned against the wall, standing motionless.

She dared not take another step.

Fu Yungui lightly flicked off the ash from his cigarette and glanced at the pitiful-looking person not far away.

His face was covered in blood. The wound wasn't big, but he bled quite a bit, making him look like he had suffered a great ordeal.

"Tell me, where did the ring go?" The man exhaled a smoke ring, his casual voice echoing in the room.

He asked the question knowing the answer already, just to see if she would still lie to him. But now, he figured even if she had a hundred times the courage, she probably wouldn't dare to tell another lie.

Momo paused for a moment, raising her small face, which was covered in dried blood, slightly, but she didn't dare to look the man in the eye.

"The ring..." Her heart trembled slightly at the mention of the ring, but she dared not lie.

“The ring is at the police station.” Her voice was small and timid.

After she finished speaking, she cautiously glanced at the man's face again, wondering if his reaction would be too bad.

The result was exactly the opposite of what she had imagined.

Fu Yungui seemed to be in a relatively normal mood. His slender fingers held a cigarette, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, making him even more handsome than when he wasn't smiling.

This bad person, unfortunately, has a face that looks kind.

It seems the TV series was right: beauty can be deceiving, and femme fatales are a perfect example.

Now, Momo feels that Fu Yungui is also such a person.

"What, you want the police to come and deal with me too?" The man's tone even carried a hint of joking.

Momo choked and didn't dare to say a word.

That was indeed what she was thinking; she wanted the police to help her deal with this bad guy.

But at this point, she could only think about it in her heart.

The man didn't press her further, staring at her with interest before asking, "What would you do if the police called you?"

Momo frowned slightly, not quite understanding what he meant, but after thinking about it carefully, she seemed to understand a little.

"I... I'll say it was a misunderstanding, anyway they don't have any evidence." After Momo finished speaking, she subconsciously glanced at him again, wondering if he would be satisfied with this answer.

The man raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Momo automatically assumed that he agreed with her approach.

No, she suddenly realized that there must have been surveillance cameras on the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, which must have captured everything that happened between them.

Momo felt a glimmer of hope, but she didn't dare to try.