Chapter 116 The Death of Zhao Chengfeng

Wang Hechuan bought a bungalow with three rooms. The house was old, but the size was decent, about 150 or 160 square meters, and it also had a small, independent courtyard.

When Molly arrived, Wang Hechuan was sweeping snow off the roof. The snow had fallen quite heavily last night, and one of the roof beams had collapsed.

“Let’s replace all the roof beams when the snow stops, otherwise I won’t feel safe living here,” Molly said.

Wang Hechuan nodded. He had run out of money, and if he needed to repair the house, he would have to ask his parents to send him some. The embarrassing thing was that he barely had enough money left for food, enough to last until the middle of next month.

Wang Hechuan hesitated about whether to borrow money from Molly, but he just couldn't bring himself to ask. He planned to go out and look around in the next few days to see if he could find some odd jobs.

“I’ll introduce you to a job. It pays a hundred a month, but the working hours are a bit long. Are you interested?” Molly asked.

Wang Hechuan's eyes lit up. "Of course I'm interested. As long as I don't have to work 24 hours a day, I have no objection."

This job came at just the right time, solving his immediate problem.

Molly: "It's not exactly twenty hours. It's from 8:30 in the morning to 7:00 in the afternoon, with only about an hour of rest in between."

"I can accept it." The working hours are shorter than I expected. After all, most people only earn thirty or forty yuan a month these days, so one hundred yuan is quite a lot. With such a high salary, it's only right that the work is tiring.

Molly: "Okay. Then pack your things and come with me."

On the way to the cake shop, Molly explained his work to Wang Hechuan.

"You own that cake shop called Sweet Cake?" Wang Hechuan asked in surprise.

Molly paused for a moment, "Didn't I tell you?"

“No.” Wang Hechuan wanted to laugh, it was rare to see Molly so confused. “I’ve passed by there a few times, and the smell coming from the shop is really delicious. I’ve never had cakes or that kind of baked bread before, and I’m very curious about how they are made.”

Molly: "If you want to learn, you can ask Master Zhang if he takes on apprentices. If he doesn't, you can try to learn by stealing his skills. How much you can steal is a skill in itself."

Wang Hechuan said seriously, "I'll try my best. If I learn it, maybe I can add a baked bread main dish to our restaurant's menu."

Molly: "I believe in you."

Molly took Wang Hechuan to the cake shop and handed him over to Shen Yu, saying, "This is the manager of my future restaurant. I'd appreciate it if you could train him for a few months, Brother Shen."

Shen Yu raised an eyebrow. "You want to open a restaurant."

"Yes, we've already acquired the land. We can start building the houses once the soil thaws. When the houses are finished and the restaurant opens, remember to come and support us, Brother Chen." Molly was advertising her restaurant in advance.

Shen Yu nodded. "Of course. Does Boss He know you're planning to open a restaurant?"

"I didn't say, I'll tell him later." Molly didn't think this had anything to do with He Pan.

"When will you and Boss He open your factory?" Shen Yu was afraid that Molly would forget about opening the factory.

Molly: "Did He Pan acquire the land? Did he bring the production line back?"

Shen Yu's vision blurred. "Shouldn't you know more about this than I do?"

Molly shook her head. "I don't know."

Shen Yu felt like crying. "Could you please urge Boss He a little?"

Molly didn't understand why he was sad, but she still agreed, "I'll call He Pan when I get home."

Molly packed some toast to take home; the younger kids in her family love the toast from the store. The bread warms up quickly on the stove, releasing a delicious wheat aroma and becoming quite chewy—perfect for the children's teething biscuits.

The snow was still falling, and the snow on the ground was already up to Molly's knees.

On her way back, Molly saw many people shoveling snow, sweeping the snow off their roofs and in front of their houses.

I wonder if my family members have come out to shovel snow too.

Molly quickened her pace and returned to the door, only to find the snow still thick and the door tightly shut, having remained closed for at least two or three hours. It took Molly considerable effort to finally push the door open.

The yard was also covered with a thick layer of snow, with no signs of anyone sweeping it.

Molly had a bad feeling. Even if Mo An, Lu Lu, and Mo Chuyang didn't come out to shovel snow, where were the servants?

A strong sense of unease welled up inside her, and she quickened her pace involuntarily.

The further you went in, the more eerily quiet it became, with only the soft patter of falling snow.

"grandmother?"

"grandfather?"

"Mo An?"

"The first rays of sunlight?"

"Xiaolu?"

Molly called out to everyone, but there was no response.

She went to her own yard first, but no one was there.

Then we went to the restaurant, but there was no one there either.

They went to Mo An and the other two's courtyard again, but there was still no one there.

Finally, Molly went to Grandpa Ji and Grandma Ji's courtyard. As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she heard breathing sounds inside the house. Judging from the breathing sounds, there were sixteen people in the courtyard.

If eleven of them are her family members, then five of them are outsiders.

Are these five servants or thieves from outside?

"I'm back."

Zhao Chengfeng twirled a pistol as he strolled out of the house, greeting Molly in a familiar tone.

Molly narrowed her eyes. "Where is my family?"

"They're inside." Zhao Chengfeng gestured for them to enter.

Molly stood still.

"What? Afraid there's a trap inside?" Zhao Chengfeng chuckled. "If you don't come in, the people inside might make a move. And then, whoever's missing—"

Before Zhao Chengfeng could finish speaking, Molly strode into the house.

"Mother--"

Ji Yi, who was on the kang (a heated brick bed), giggled as soon as he saw Molly, revealing a few small teeth.

Molly's eyes stung with tears. This silly daughter of hers, after teaching her for so many days, had finally learned to call her "Mom," but it was under these circumstances.

Grandpa Ji, Grandma Ji, and Mo An were all bound hand and foot, with cloth stuffed in their mouths. They saw Molly shaking her head and making muffled noises, their faces full of anxiety.

Molly gave them a reassuring look, then turned to Zhao Chengfeng, "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything, I just want Ji Hefeng to suffer unbearable pain." The hatred in Zhao Chengfeng's voice was so intense that it almost seemed tangible.

Molly's heart sank; her worst fears had come true. Zhao Chengfeng didn't want anything; he wanted their lives.

"I can give you money. How much do you want? One million? Or two million?"

“I told you, I don’t want anything.” Zhao Chengfeng chuckled softly, with a hint of obsession and madness. “Tell me, if Ji Hefeng came back and saw you lying dead in the snow, your red blood staining the white snow red, what would he do?”

"I don't know what will happen to him. Did you wait for me to come back just to talk this nonsense to me?" Molly secretly gathered her strength. Before entering the courtyard, she grabbed a few stones and hid them in her sleeve. She was calculating whether Zhao Chengfeng's bullets or her stones would be faster.

There were five men and five guns; she dared not gamble. She couldn't bear the consequences of even the slightest mistake.

“Of course not.” Zhao Chengfeng pointed the gun at Ji Yi and looked at Molly with admiration. “You’re quite bold, remaining so calm even at a time like this.”

It's a pity, she's Ji Hefeng's wife, so this woman must die.

"Don't hurt my child." Molly's heart was in her throat.

"Sure," Zhao Chengfeng said with a cruel smile. "Take off your clothes."

"?" Molly asked, puzzled.

Zhao Chengfeng added, "Take it off or not, or I'll shoot."

Zhao Chengfeng's index finger clicked on it.

"I'll take them off." Molly started to unbutton her clothes.

Zhao Chengfeng said to the four people beside him, "I'm giving her to you four. You must serve her well. Don't be polite, don't show any mercy. Abuse her severely, the more marks you leave, the better!"

"Waaaaah—"

Grandpa Ji and Grandma Ji shook their heads frantically at Molly.

Mo An and the other two were so anxious that tears streamed down their faces.

Molly didn't look at them. She first took off her outer pants, then her thermal underwear, leaving only a pair of shorts. Her long, straight legs were as white as jade, so beautiful they seemed unreal.

Her perky, rounded buttocks were so alluring that one couldn't help but want to touch them.

Glug!

I don't know who swallowed first.

Zhao Chengfeng's gaze deepened, but he didn't move.

The other four, however, rushed towards Molly before she could even take off her shirt.

This is the time!

Molly lurched backward, and at the same time, several pebbles from her sleeve flew out with maximum force and speed, embedding themselves deeply into the heads of the four men.

Bang!

Molly bumped into Zhao Chengfeng.

Pfft!

It was the sound of a head being pierced.

Molly took care of four men in one go, and Zhao Chengfeng behind her was also knocked down by her force.

Gunshots rang out, but the bullets struck the roof.

Zhao Chengfeng wanted to aim at the child on the kang (a heated brick bed), but Molly was faster and grabbed his gun.

The two fought over it.

Crack! Molly crushed the gun in his hand.

Zhao Chengfeng was shocked.

Molly seized the opportunity, grabbed Zhao Chengfeng's body, and the two rolled towards the door together.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chengfeng pulled out another gun.

Gunshots rang out again, and at the same time, Molly grabbed the shattered fragments of the gun and plunged them into Zhao Chengfeng's temple.

The shot missed again, hitting the wall behind Ji Yi and the others. Only then did Ji Yi realize he was scared, and he burst into tears.

Molly stood up, glanced at Zhao Chengfeng whose eyes were wide open and who was dead with his eyes still open, kicked the gun out of Zhao Chengfeng's hand, and then walked towards the children.

"Are you scared?" Molly hugged the children. "Don't be afraid, Mommy has killed all the bad guys."

Molly comforted the children, put her pants back on, and then went to untie Grandpa Ji, Grandma Ji, and Mo An.

"Molly!"

"elder sister!"

"Mother!"

Grandpa Ji and the others were still in a state of shock, their bodies and voices trembling.

"Don't be afraid, we're safe now." Molly's voice was gentle, carrying a calming power. She instructed, "Mo An, Chu Yang and Xiao Lu, you help Grandpa and Grandma, we're going to the restaurant."

Molly put the children in the car and pushed them out, carrying the car with both hands where she couldn't push it.

The phone was moved to the restaurant. The first thing Molly did upon entering the restaurant was to call Ji Hefeng. "Zhao Chengfeng came to the house. There were five people in total, and now they are all dead."

Ji Hefeng's expression changed on the other end of the phone. "Wait for me, I'll be right back."