Assistant to My Contracted Husband-Chapter 1805 - 1803: Women Are the Real Bosses (3)

"Then I won’t stand on ceremony with General Hong."

Hua Nuan offered a faint smile, and watched as Hong En gestured. Soon, a servant brought over a petite pistol.

Hua Nuan skillfully raised her hand, gripping the pistol in her palm, and curved her lips in satisfaction.

"A Derringer Pistol..."

The Derringer Pistol was a front-loading, single-barrel small pistol developed by the famous American firearms designer, Henry Deringer, in 1825. Production was limited until his death in 1868.

However, since the assassin used this gun to kill the much-loved American President Lincoln, both the U.S. Navy and Army refused to use this pistol.

Hong En didn’t expect Hua Nuan to recognize the value of this gun. Hearing her words, he was very impressed.

"Mrs. Huo has a keen eye. Although this gun is an antique, its range and accuracy are still quite good. It’s especially suitable for young women. I’ll give this gun to Mrs. Huo."

"Hmm, thank you very much then."

Hua Nuan toyed with the Derringer pistol in her hand. Although firing was a bit challenging due to her lack of strength, she handled the pistol with ease.

Hua Dong and Hua Ruyi watched Hua Nuan’s movements with tense nerves, especially the way she toyed with the pistol, which made cold sweat break out on their foreheads.

Hua Han wasn’t surprised, his eyes remained as cold as ever.

Hua Nuan had always been like a boy since childhood, especially fond of playing with guns and ammunition.

Helicopters and racing were no problem either.

...

Hua Nuan toyed casually, then suddenly aimed the dark muzzle directly at Hua Ruyi’s forehead, shifted position slightly, and fired suddenly.

"Ah..." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

A gunshot sounded, and Hua Nuan’s right hand struggled slightly against the bullet’s recoil, yet her expression remained unchanged.

The bullet grazed right past Hua Ruyi’s cheek, scratching her face.

Excellent marksmanship, very precise.

Hong En’s eyes lit up.

It seemed that Hua Nuan wasn’t just endowed with striking looks.

Her skills were first-rate too.

Just seeing a woman shoot gracefully was enough to astonish any man.

...

"Help me, Father, help me, sob sob, this wild girl is going to kill someone, ahh, call the police, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die."

Hua Dong: "..."

Hua Nuan looked at the woman’s utterly terrified appearance, curved her lips slightly, then spread her hands and feigned an apologetic tone.

"The gun accidentally went off. Uncle, surely you trust me?"

Hua Dong: "..."

Hua Dong swallowed, and upon hearing Hua Nuan’s words, it felt as though all his strength had been drained. After some time, he hoarsely spoke.

"Of course... Uncle, Uncle certainly believes what you say..."

"Hmm, but I’m sorry, I don’t quite believe what you’re saying..."

Hua Dong: "..."

"So, don’t blame me for the reminder. The gun in my hand doesn’t have eyes. If you keep playing games with me, Uncle, the bullet in my gun might get to know Sister Ruyi up close. Would it be better for it to enter her brain, or strike her heart directly, resulting in an instant kill?"

"Dad, save me, sob sob, save me, just confess everything... this woman is here for revenge, she already knows everything."

Hua Ruyi cried uncontrollably, clinging to Hua Dong’s arm, seemingly ready to spill everything.

Hua Nuan slightly tugged at her lips. Such a daughter, incapable of achieving anything substantial, but capable of ruining everything.