Chapter 1009 - Let Me Tell You A Story IV

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Wen Jie stared at her father sorrowfully, but Wen Chenghao showed no remorse at all. Slowly, Wen Jie came out from behind Gu Tianmu’s back and walked toward Wen Chenghao.

Wen Chenghao was crouching on the floor, supporting Wen Lan. He looked at her in concern but his face was tense, no doubt upset by what Gu Juexi had revealed.

“Why did you do this?” Wen Jie asked in despair as she approached Wen Chenghao.

They were both his daughters, so why was he so cruel to her?

“She is your sister, what’s wrong with doing her some favors?” Wen Chenghao repeated stoically as if he didn’t realize what he had done wrong.

“Damn! I’ve seen a lot of shameless dudes but he really takes the cake!” Mo Fei snarled in a low voice. She reckoned even hell would reject him after he died.

Ye Yuwei watched the crowd silently, pure hatred for Wen Chenghao building in her heart.

Suddenly, Wen Jie began to laugh. In a flash, she had pulled out Gu Juexi’s gun and aimed it at Wen Lan. “Nothing wrong with doing her some more favors, right? Alright, since she lives such a painful life, I can do her one more.”

“Wen Jie, what do you think you’re doing?” Wen Chenghao screamed furiously as he threw himself in front of Wen Lan.

Staying behind Wen Chenghao, Wen Lan laughed wickedly and scoffed, “Wen Jie, your existence is useless. Tianmu doesn’t love you, and Dad doesn’t love you. It is a privilege that I used you in my show; you should feel honored.”

Bang!

Gu Juexi fired a shot so quickly Wen Chenghao’s men couldn’t respond in time. The bullet slammed into Wen Lan’s shoulder and she shrieked in pain, grabbing her arm.

All the guns were now aimed at Gu Juexi.

“Please proceed with your speech; it’s one bullet for one sentence. Don’t worry, I won’t let you die so soon,” Gu Juexi sneered cruelly, glaring down at Wen Lan.

Upon witnessing Wen Lan’s injury, Wen Chenghao shouted at his men to attack them.

Instinctively, Gu Tianmu pulled Wen Jie into his embrace and hid behind the sofa. Nalan Chunbo who had been quiet all the while locked his gaze on the man sprawled on the floor with his face hidden.

This man was his biological father.

“Brother!” Ye Yuwei looked at the man who remained standing in the middle of the fight scene. She felt her heart ache for him but did not know how she could comfort him.

A bullet brushed pass Nalan Chunbo’s ear. Gu Juexi kicked him away from the rain of bullets and shouted, “Do you want to die?”

Gu Juexi flung himself to the back of the sofa and fired shots at the Wen Chenghao’s men.

He reckoned Wen Chenghao had used all of his money to hire the killers. He estimated at least twenty killers besides the three elites.

When Nalan Chunbo was kicked to the ground, Ye Yuwei wanted to go to him but was pulled back by Mo Fei. “You promised me.”

Ye Yuwei turned around to look at Mo Fei and bit her lip, discouraged.

She would only burden Gu Juexi if she went out now.

But—

Ye Yuwei watched the fight anxiously. It was obvious that Gu Juexi had pulled the short end of the stick. He was outnumbered and his best comrades, Lu Qichuan and Yu Jiangqing, were not with him this time.

What should she do?

Ye Yuwei was a bundle of nerves until she shifted her gaze to the man who Gu Juexi had thrown on the floor earlier. The man struggled towards the back of the couch and trembled in fear, but his behavior made Ye Yuwei curious.