Chapter 141 Dragons Have Scales to Rebel! The Wrath of the Demoness Stains the Sky with Blood!
Back at the Qin family compound, the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed to drip water.
Zhong Tinglan fainted the moment she heard the news and was just revived by the doctor. She is now lying on the sofa, her face ashen, and she keeps muttering the names of her two children.
Old Master Qin Weijun locked himself in his study without saying a word.
But the guard said that the old man had already made seven or eight phone calls, each one to those top big shots who had long since retired but whose every move could still shake the entire country.
For the first time, the Qin family, a clan that stood at the pinnacle of power, unleashed its full power, roaring like an enraged lion.
However, none of this could quell the anger in Jiang Wu's heart.
Or rather, it could no longer be called anger.
It was a karmic fire that burned the soul and was enough to incinerate the entire world!
She went back to her bedroom on the second floor and locked the door.
There was no crying, no shouting.
She simply stood quietly by the window, looking out at the empty and silent courtyard that had become due to the lockdown.
Her face was expressionless, like a beautiful, lifeless jade sculpture.
But if someone could see into her inner world, they would find that it was already a sea of blood and mountains of corpses!
Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; to touch them is certain death!
If anyone dares to mess with Jiang Wu's man, she can play mind games and engage in power struggles with him, and even make him lose convincingly.
Because she knew Qin Lie was strong enough and capable of protecting himself.
But it would harm her child...
no!
That was the life she nurtured with her own flesh and blood, her only root in this strange world!
He was the only light in her life after she crawled out of her previous life, which was filled with corpses and blood!
Zhao Jianjun...
Jiang Wu silently repeated the name in her heart.
very good.
She hadn't experienced this feeling in a long time... the urge to devour someone alive and grind their bones to dust.
In her previous life, she was a fearsome demoness in the Hehuan Sect, and countless so-called righteous sects and powerful figures died at her hands.
She kills people based solely on her mood, never questioning right or wrong.
In this life, all she wants is to live a peaceful and stable life, to be a good wife and a good mother.
You forced me to do this!
Jiang Wu slowly closed her eyes.
A powerful, chilling, and destructive killing intent was released from her body without reservation!
This killing intent was invisible and intangible, yet it was colder than the most biting wind!
Song Liyun, the eldest sister-in-law of the Qin family, who was comforting Zhong Tinglan in the living room downstairs, suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck, as if she were being stared at by something terrifying, and couldn't help but shiver.
"Why...why is it suddenly so cold?" She instinctively wrapped her coat tighter around herself.
Qin Weijun, who was making phone calls to various bigwigs, suddenly paused, his hand holding the microphone. Having spent his life in the military and crawled out of piles of corpses, his perception of killing intent far surpassed that of ordinary people.
In that instant, he felt a terrifying aura that sent chills down his spine, emanating from a room on the second floor.
What is that?
Even the heavily armed special forces members at the gate of the compound felt a strange sense of unease, instinctively gripping their rifles and warily looking towards the Qin family's main building.
Qin Lie, who had just rushed into his home, felt it most clearly!
The moment he stepped into the living room, he was struck by the almost tangible murderous aura emanating from upstairs, causing him to stumble and nearly fall to his knees!
His breath caught in his throat, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed by a cold, large hand!
What does that feel like?
Is it facing a charge against a massive army?
Is it facing incoming artillery shells?
No! None of those!
That was a kind of... absolute suppression from the level of life!
It's like an ant looking up at the foot of a god that's about to be trampled down.
Qin Lie's muscles tensed, every cell screaming for danger! Danger!
He suddenly looked up at Jiang Wu's room on the second floor.
That's where the murderous aura originated!
His wife!
A tremendous storm raged in Qin Lie's heart!
He knew Jiang Wu was not simple; he knew she had many secrets.
But he never imagined that such terrifying power was hidden within his wife's seemingly frail body!
This is beyond his understanding of humanity!
"Xiao Wu!"
Qin Lie roared and rushed up to the second floor without regard for anything else.
He kicked the door open.
"Bang!"
The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.
Inside the room, Jiang Wu remained quietly standing by the window, as if she hadn't heard a sound.
But as Qin Lie barged in, the overwhelming killing intent receded like a tide and vanished without a trace.
It was as if everything that had just happened was merely Qin Lie's illusion.
"Xiao Wu! You..."
Qin Lie stared at her retreating figure, momentarily speechless.
Jiang Wu slowly turned around.
Her face remained expressionless, but the deathly stillness and coldness in her eyes sent shivers down Qin Lie's spine.
"Qin Lie, get out." Her voice was calm and even.
"I need to change my clothes."
Qin Lie looked at her and his throat went dry.
He was wondering what clothes to change into at this time.
He meant to say that we should work together to find a solution!
He meant to say, "Don't scare me!"
But when the words reached his lips, he couldn't utter a single one.
Under Jiang Wu's gaze, he felt that all his anxiety, anger, and fear seemed so ridiculous.
He silently looked at her deeply, then left the room and gently closed the door behind him.
He leaned against the wall outside the door, took out a cigarette, lit it, but forgot to smoke it.
His mind was in complete chaos amidst the swirling smoke.
There was a rustling sound coming from the room.
A few minutes later the door opened.
Jiang Wu came out from inside.
Qin Lie suddenly looked up and froze.
His wife took off her fashionable dress and put on a simple, neat black outfit.
The black trousers and black jacket made her skin appear even whiter than snow, and made her look like a drawn, poisoned dagger.
Her long hair was neatly pinned up at the back of her head, revealing her smooth forehead and graceful neck.
Her face was unadorned, yet possessed a sharp, almost intimidating beauty that made one afraid to look directly at her.
She wasn't holding anything in her hands.
"Xiao Wu, where are you going?" Qin Lie asked in a hoarse voice.
“Go find them.” Jiang Wu’s answer was simple and direct.
"You can't go! They specifically asked me to go alone!" Qin Lie grabbed her wrist. "It's too dangerous! Listen to me, I've already had the National Security Bureau and the police set up a perimeter. They won't be able to escape!"
"I told you, it's too slow." Jiang Wu looked at him, her eyes leaving no room for negotiation.
"Qin Lie, listen carefully."
"If our child is missing a single hair."
"I want Zhao Jianjun dead."
“I want everyone connected to him to pay for his crimes in blood, leaving no one alive.”
She spoke calmly, as if stating a fact.
But Qin Lie felt a chill run down his spine!
He had no doubt that every word she said was true!
"Trust me." Jiang Wu gently but irresistibly broke free from his hand.
She gave him a deep look.
There was love and reluctance in his eyes, but more than that, there was a kind of... resolute determination as if it were a farewell.
"Take good care of your parents."
After saying that, she turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
Qin Lie reached out to grab her, but found his body stiff and unable to move.
He could only watch helplessly as the black figure vanished silently at the end of the corridor, like a butterfly at midnight.
A tremendous, helpless sense of panic completely overwhelmed Qin Lie.
When his wife changed into that black dress.
The gentle Jiang Wu he knew was gone.
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