bodyguard against fate

Chapter 57 Leave No One Alive

"Xiao Feng, you're a good person, but you know my current situation. I can't get divorced and remarried right away, and it's unrealistic to ask you to wait a few years. I can't hold you back—"

He Xiuli spoke softly, finally revealing her true feelings.

"Mr. He, I can wait! Two years, three years, five years, ten years, I can wait, as long as you're willing, I'll wait as long as you want!"

Feng Weida's emotions are like his personality: simple and stubborn. If he loves someone, he will go all out; if he doesn't love someone, he will never speak to them again. In some ways, he's like a single-celled organism, going down a single path to the bitter end without any flexibility.

"Clap clap!" The sound of applause in their ears at this moment was a bit inappropriate. He Xiuli and Feng Wei were both startled and turned around to see Wu Renxing and his accomplices.

"What a pair of adulterers! I caught them in the act!" Wu Renxing sneered.

"Don't put it so harshly, it's not what you think." He Xiuli blushed, whether from embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell.

"What do I think? Xiuli, you're my wife, we're not divorced yet, and you're secretly dating that gigolo... isn't that cheating on me?" Wu Renxing deliberately added fuel to the fire.

"Mr. Wu, you've misunderstood," Feng Weida stepped forward. "Mr. He did nothing and didn't agree to anything. It was all my idea."

"Your idea?" Wu Renxing sneered. "Feng Weida, I really misjudged you. I originally thought you were honest, kind, and grateful, which is why I entrusted the household affairs to you. Who knew you would actually betray me and steal from my home? In ancient times, a wicked servant like you who seduces the mistress of the house would be beaten to death with sticks, and your corpse would be thrown out to feed the dogs!"

Wu Renxing has completely occupied the moral high ground.

Calm down, calm down—

Feng Weida admitted that he had acted impulsively. He only came tonight to work with He Xiuli again, but who knew that their conversation would turn into a lifelong commitment. He admitted that he shouldn't have confessed to He Xiuli in a moment of impulse. Normally, it would be completely unreasonable, but the problem is, the He family is not normal!

"Mr. Wu, you should be glad this isn't ancient times. In ancient times, if you murdered your wife, embezzled her family fortune, hired someone to kill her, and repaid kindness with enmity, you'd be either burned alive or torn apart by chariots!"

Feng Weida countered.

"You..." Wu Renxing admitted that he hadn't read as many books as Feng Weida, but that didn't make such a ridiculous argument. "You seduced my wife and you still think you're right?"

"First of all, we are not like what you say, and we have not done anything as despicable as you say. We were talking about work and future life plans, not something shameful. Secondly, Mr. He has already filed for divorce from you. I did not destroy your relationship, nor am I a third party."

"You two are already talking about marriage, doesn't this mean you're trying to ruin our relationship?"

"Want to know why it doesn't count?"

Why?

"Based on the charges against you above, you don't deserve it! You even tried to kill your own wife, are you even human? You're worse than a beast!"

Wu Renxing was speechless when asked the question.

"Nonsense, what evidence do you have?"

He Xiuli took out a USB drive: "This was found on your desk. You should know what's inside."

It turns out that this USB drive contained the video recordings that Wu Renxing bought from a shady shop for 30,000 yuan. The videos clearly showed him exchanging messages with Brother Qiang, planning to murder He Xiuli and her father.

Wu Renxing could no longer sit still.

"Take it back!"

Qiang Ge rushed forward to grab the USB drive, but Feng Weida snatched it from He Xiuli and threw it out the window. Outside was a lawn; the USB drive disappeared without a trace, like a stone thrown into the sea.

"Feng Weida, you're playing dirty tricks, aren't you?"

Wu Renxing was enraged.

"Mr. Wu, do you think I'm as cunning as you? You think I'm mentally ill, that you deliberately hired me as Mr. He's bodyguard to frame him, and even wanted to kill me too? Am I wrong?"

He Xiuli was somewhat surprised. Feng Weida was usually quiet and didn't like to talk much, but he was actually quite eloquent and had a clear mind. Every sentence he said hit the nail on the head. It was a pity that he was a driver!

It was only after He Xiuli's reminder that Feng Weida connected many things together, making everything clear.

"Hey, you surnamed Feng, I'm not afraid to tell you, I've been planning to set you up. What are you going to do about it? We outnumber you, so you'd better hand over He Xiuli's bank card and PIN obediently, or don't blame me for killing that old bastard He Yong!"

"What did you do to my dad?"

Wu Renxing reminded her that He Xiuli hadn't seen He Yong all day.

"He's been arrested. Do you want him dead, or do you want him to live?"

"Don't hurt my dad, I'll give you anything!" He Xiuli was so worried that she lost her composure.

"Mr. He, be careful he doesn't try to scam you!" Feng Weida warned.

"Don't believe me? I'll show you the video!"

Wu Renxing showed He Xiuli the video that the skinny guy had sent her. He Xiuli saw that He Yong and Lao Zheng were tied up in the video, and there seemed to be blood on He Yong's forehead. She hurriedly took out several bank cards and handed them all to Wu Renxing.

"Here, take it all. The password is our wedding anniversary. Please, let my dad go!"

"It's Children's Day, I know."

Wu Renxing took the bank card, confirmed it was correct, and was satisfied.

"Release them? Let me tell you the truth, we came here tonight with no intention of leaving any survivors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Hao and Qiang Ge poured gasoline into the room.

Feng Weida smelled the odor: "You're planning to set a fire?"

Wu Renxing grinned maliciously, "Didn't you want to be husband and wife with my wife? Go do it underground, I'll grant your wish!"

On the bread truck, the skinny guy received a message from Qiang Ge: "Kill him, and make it clean."

The skinny man understood, pulled He Yong and Lao Zheng out of the car, dragged them to the side, and began to pour gasoline on them.

"hey-hey……"

Old Zheng was delighted.

"At a time like this, you still have the mind to laugh?" He Yong said.

"I'm laughing at how we two old buddies have been fighting and loving each other for decades, and in the end we still died together." Old Zheng was very calm about life and death.

"If I had known it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have sent you in the first place," He Yong said, having come to terms with it. "I would have let you enjoy ten years of glory, and maybe you would have a son by now. It wouldn't have been a wasted life. Old Zheng, I'm sorry, I was just jealous and afraid that you would succeed, which is why I ruined you."

What's the point of saying all this now? The two of them will turn into ashes in a few minutes, and they won't be able to separate.

"Alright, let's bury our ashes together. Xiuli will burn paper money for you in the future, and I'll get a share too," Old Zheng said.

"You really can only rely on Xiuli for this... By the way, you just said that Xiaoliang is still alive, could it be that idiot Feng Weida?" It turned out that He Yong had already figured it out.

"Xiao Liang has loved eating chicken legs since he was a child, but whenever I go back, he always saves the chicken legs for me—" Perhaps, from the first time he ate with Feng Weida, Lao Zheng had a sense of déjà vu about Feng Weida.

"The only thing that worries me is Xiuli. Xiuli has feelings for Feng Weida, but I raised her to be shy and not express her feelings even if she likes him. If she can really get together with Feng Weida, then we'll be family again."

"Something's not right!" Old Zheng seemed to realize something.

"Huh?" He Yong hadn't reacted yet.

"You can't see many people within a two-mile radius. Where do you think these few people would go?"

"You mean... Xiuli is in danger?" He Yong's heart tightened suddenly.

Just then, the skinny man lit the lighter.

"Excuse me, you two, please continue your conversation over there—"

The skinny guy raised the lighter as if to throw it.