Eternal Love: The Billionaire's Relentless Pursuit-Chapter 756 - 749: Dead End (Part 3)

The room was silent, only the occasional sobbing of the young couple coming from the kitchen.

The thugs dared not move, their fear of Wu Chengzu was genuine, like some children are instinctively afraid of teachers, they were simply afraid of Wu Chengzu.

Wu Chengzu took out all the pistols and placed them on the coffee table, addressing the group, "Take them."

What?

Everyone widened their eyes, uncertain of what Wu Chengzu had just said.

"Don’t make me say it a second time!" Wu Chengzu’s eyes, sharp as an eagle’s, glanced at everyone there.

It was only at this moment that the thugs were certain Wu Chengzu was being serious.

Several people shakily picked up the pistols, holding them as if they were hot potatoes, their hands trembling.

Wu Chengzu looked at them, his eyes full of disdain, "Now the guns are in your hands. You can take my life any time. I no longer have any weapon to threaten your lives. So, I’m giving you one more chance, will you stay or leave?"

The thugs looked at each other. This time they had guns in their hands, no need to worry about Wu Chengzu shooting them from behind.

So, will they leave?

After hesitating for just two seconds, the thugs quickly flew out of the room like a gust of wind.

The previously crowded rental room suddenly felt empty and spacious. Yao Zhiqing looked at Wu Chengzu sorrowfully, "You just let them go like that?"

At this moment, Yao Zhiqing truly felt Wu Chengzu’s sense of being at the end of the road.

"You and Da Lin should leave too. Maybe you’ll live longer without me." Wu Chengzu got up and went to the kitchen. He was hungry and was about to make himself a bowl of noodles.

In the kitchen, the young couple looked at Wu Chengzu in terror, whimpering with tears streaming down their faces.

Wu Chengzu looked at them, showing a charming smile, "Don’t worry, I won’t be here for long."

He hadn’t finished making his noodles before the sound of the door opening and closing came again from outside the kitchen. Wu Chengzu paused for a moment, then continued cooking his noodles as if nothing had happened.

When he came out carrying the bowl of noodles, Yao Zhiqing and Da Lin had already left, leaving only Wu Jingjing, huddled and silently crying in the living room.

Wu Jingjing looked at Wu Chengzu, "Dad, everyone has left. What will we do?"

At that moment, Wu Chengzu suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable, a sourness in his throat. He smiled, placing the bowl of noodles in front of Wu Jingjing, "Are you hungry? Want some noodles?"

Wu Jingjing’s tears flowed more fiercely. She hugged Wu Chengzu’s waist, and Wu Chengzu, caught off guard, almost spilled the noodle soup on Wu Jingjing.

"What’s wrong? Aren’t you too old to be acting spoiled with your dad?" Wu Chengzu gently patted his daughter on the back.

"Dad, I feel like you’re going to leave me, aren’t you?" Wu Jingjing clutched Wu Chengzu’s waist tightly, as if releasing her grip would make Wu Chengzu disappear immediately. Her intuition was strong, the feeling of losing Wu Chengzu.

"Silly girl, I’m your father, how could I leave you?" Wu Chengzu softly said, "Let go of me, the noodles will get soggy."

"No! I won’t let go!" Wu Jingjing cried out, "If we have to die, we die together! We die together! I don’t want you to be lonely. We’ll continue to be father and daughter down there! Dad, no matter where you go, I’ll be with you. Everyone else may leave you, but I never will!"

Her cries made Wu Chengzu’s eyes redden. Of all, it was Wu Jingjing he owed the most.

Choking with emotion, he said, "Okay."

He thought that in this lifetime he couldn’t compensate this child. If he were an ordinary person, he might still have another chance in the next life. But Wu Chengzu felt he wouldn’t have a next life, that he’d suffer endlessly in hell to repay the sins of this life.