Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 163: This is the Warehouse_1

The cold metallic touch of the pistol made Cao Bangxi shiver and come to his senses.

Xiao Ming laid Yuan Xiangmei’s body down, his movements slow and gentle, as if she were just asleep.

Cao Bangxi stood there holding the gun, staring blankly, motionless.

"Don’t you want to avenge your mother?" Xiao Ming asked.

"I... it was me... I killed..."

As if he had just remembered what he had done, Cao Bangxi’s body began to tremble violently.

"No!"

Xiao Ming grabbed his shoulders forcibly, his icy gaze as though it could pierce through his soul.

"It was Wan Xingping! He not only swindled all your money but also deceived you into killing your own mother!

Everything was his doing; he’s the one who most deserves to die tonight!"

"It was all him... all him..."

Cao Bangxi looked at the gun in his hand, then at Xiao Ming, and finally at Wan Xingping, with blood rushing to his eyes.

"The one who most deserves to die is you!"

He sprang up all at once, raising the barrel of the gun.

The two holding Wan Xingping hurriedly scattered to avoid harm, while Wan Xingping himself, too scared to stand up, just shivered and raised his hands in a futile attempt to defend himself.

"Mr... Mr. Cao, I can return all your money to you. I beg you, spare my life!"

Cao Bangxi’s expression began to struggle immediately.

In the face of money, even the vengeance for his mother’s murder could be shaken, which showed just how despicable his character was.

Xiao Ming felt much less guilt in his heart and spoke up, "He won’t be able to return the money to you. Because that money never went into his account in the first place."

Wan Xingping was taken aback: "What do you... mean?"

Xiao Ming looked around, "As a con artist, your reaction time is really poor.

If all the people around you are mine, then guess whose man Zhang Kehu is?

Wasn’t that laptop provided to you by him?

You planted a Trojan horse in the computer, now guess if I would do the same?"

All at once, Wan Xingping understood everything, his eyes bulging with rage: "It was you! You’ve been plotting against me since the day I got locked up! From beginning to end, everything... it was all arranged by you!"

"Correctly speaking, I just laid out a few baits that you were destined to swallow," Xiao Ming said.

"That day at the car dealership, I told you that you shouldn’t have come back.

Losing your entire fortune was just the appetizer, your family being destroyed was just the beginning, and, in the end, you were bound to die in this place that birthed and nurtured you, but which you looked down upon.

As brothers, you should understand, I, Xiao Ming, have always held to my word!"

Wan Xingping trembled all over, not from fear, but from rage.

"Xiao Ming! You deserve to die! Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Xiao Ming gave a faint smile and turned his gaze to Cao Bangxi’s face.

"Your money is with me. Now do you know what to do?"

Cao Bangxi’s pupils shrank, his skin stretched tauter and tauter, and then suddenly he lunged forward, pressing the gun muzzle firmly against Wan Xingping’s forehead.

"Aaah—!"

He screamed aloud as he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet pierced through Wan Xingping’s head, opening up a piece of skull at the back, blood spraying.

Gasping for breath...

Cao Bangxi let go, allowing Wan Xingping, whose eyes were still wide open, to topple over, and he bent over gasping for air.

His arm holding the gun dangled naturally, trembling slightly.

Xiao Ming checked the time and said, "Cao Bang... "

Cao Bangxi suddenly turned around, lifting his arm, the gun once again aimed at him.

"Give me back my money!"

Xiao Ming’s lips lifted slightly, ignoring him. Instead, he instructed the burly men around, "Take all the unconscious people and dump them outside, then you are free to go."

The burly men looked at each other in silence, then quietly went about their work.

Before long, the warehouse was quiet again, leaving only Xiao Ming and Cao Bangxi, along with two dead bodies.

"Holding a gun up like that is very tiring."

Xiao Ming lit a cigarette and sat down on a chair, "Moreover, you don’t have experience with guns. Your arms are too stiff; they’ll start trembling uncontrollably after a few minutes.

At that point, even if we’re only three or four meters apart, hitting me will be down to luck, understand?"

Cao Bangxi supported his right hand with his left and said again, "Give me back the money, and I won’t kill you."

"How can I give it back? Do you have a computer? Or a network?"

Cao Bangxi was stunned, "You... you call someone right away, have them handle it."

"I’m not as foolish as you, nor am I planning to flee like Wan Xingping, so the money I have must be clean.

If the money has already been transferred out, it will go into the account of an underground bank and can’t be retrieved until it’s been laundered.

In my bank account, I only have a million or so; the rest is in the company account.

So, if you want the complete ninety million, you have to wait until tomorrow morning."

"Fuck! Are you playing me?"

Xiao Ming shook his head, "Cao Bangxi, I told you before, as long as Wan Xingping dies here, I won’t kill you. Didn’t you see all my men leave?

Put the gun down first. I have another, more important matter to discuss with you."

Cao Bangxi’s mind was in turmoil. After a moment of silence, he backed away to a distance of five or six meters before lowering his arm.

"What do you want to say?"

Xiao Ming glanced at the time and said, "No rush, let’s chat first.

Remember what I told you at Yunding Restaurant, that it wasn’t our first time meeting, that I had killed you before?"

Of course Cao Bangxi remembered. It was the first time in his life that someone had scared him to the core with a mere sentence, so it was deeply etched in his memory.

"That was true, I wasn’t lying to you," Xiao Ming continued, "I really did kill you once, in my past life."

Cao Bangxi was stunned again, frowning and looking at him strangely as if asking are you insane?

Xiao Ming smiled, "You don’t have to believe it, just listen.

To put it simply, I’ve lived through one lifetime already. I died twenty years later than today, and then I was reborn a month ago, on the day you tried to harm my wife.

In that lifetime, although you didn’t succeed, my wife died, pregnant with my child — a double loss with one death.

You can imagine how much I hated you.

So, I tracked you for nearly four months, learning all your habits, daily routines, even your favorite flavors in food, and I knew every detail about your preferences in bed.

Finally, I found an opportunity when no one would notice, and I took you to a secluded, abandoned warehouse.

I prepared lots of gauze, medicine, glucose, and adrenaline, enough to keep you conscious the whole time.

Then, with a hammer, I flattened all the bones in your limbs, including your fingers.

Next, I sliced off your flesh with a knife, strip by strip.

I didn’t eat, drink, or sleep, and it took me three full days and nights to kill you!

Unfortunately, my medical knowledge was too limited, and I accidentally caused too much injury, leading to multiple organ failure.

Otherwise, I could have made it last even longer."

In the empty warehouse, Xiao Ming’s narrative voice echoed back and forth.

His expression was calm, his tone gentle, as if telling an ordinary story, but Cao Bangxi listened, feeling a chill run down his spine, his soul trembling incessantly.

Suddenly, a question emerged unbidden in his mind, and he asked it.

"That warehouse..."

"Haha!" Xiao Ming laughed, "You are much smarter than I thought.

That’s right, the place I killed you in our past life is this very warehouse!"