Ning Fan's gaze was icy cold as he looked at the emotionally out-of-control Fu Ziming. With a cold snort, he showed no concern for the revolver that Fu Ziming pressed against his temple. He slapped Fu Ziming across the face!
The crisp sound of the slap was particularly jarring in the oppressive atmosphere of the office.
"You dare to hit me?"
Grinding his teeth, Fu Ziming looked at Ning Fan's eyes in disbelief and said word by word, "Don't push me. Do you believe I would shoot you dead right now?"
A smirk lifted the corners of Ning Fan's mouth as he looked at Fu Ziming, who clearly exuded a ferocity that was all bark and no bite. He snorted coldly and pointed at his own temple,
and said, "Push you? So what if I did? You think you're tough, don't you? You like hitting women, don't you? You have a gun, don't you? Come on then, shoot me!"
"Shoot me in the head, come on, if you have the guts, do it!"
Ning Fan's roar instead startled Fu Ziming, causing his hand holding the gun to tremble slightly, almost dropping the revolver to the floor.
The office wasn't just occupied by him and Ning Fan. Not to mention Xu Rongfei was watching from the side, and with so many henchmen lying on the ground, Fu Ziming definitely wouldn't dare to kill someone in front of them!
In Huaxia, who would dare to commit murder with a real gun?
Fu Ziming had his own future. Ning Fan might be fearless, being barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, but he was not in the same boat; he had his own family enterprise to think about, and it was not worth wrecking his life over someone as dispensable as Ning Fan!
"Ning, do you know the consequences of offending me? For such a worthless woman, do you really want to be my enemy?"
Fu Ziming's face was ferocious as he stared at Ning Fan.
"So what if I am, to you, am I a match?"
Ning Fan looked at him disdainfully.
"Ha, is such a woman even worth your protection? If it weren't for her utility value, do you think I would have married her? Now that her value has been used up, I can do whatever I want with her. What right do you, an outsider, have to intervene?"
Fu Ziming finally revealed his true feelings.
Just as he said, before marrying Xu Rongfei, he was a debauched playboy, treating women as if they were as replaceable as clothes.
Even after marriage, he continued acting the same, discarding women as easily as changing clothes.
Over the years, Fu Ziming had been involved with countless women, causing many to have abortions or being abandoned, and Ning Fan had investigated all these cases.
This man was simply scum!
Initially, it was a matter between Fu Ziming and Xu Rongfei, and Ning Fan didn't want to interfere, but he had some connection with the Xu family and most importantly, Xu Rongfei was his friend.
How could he stand by and watch his friend being treated ?
"Fu Ziming, I had no idea you were just using me! Xu Rongfei cursed herself for being blinded!"
Xu Rongfei uttered every word with precision.
"Ha, Xu Rongfei, don't play the good person in front of me. When you married me back then, weren't you also aiming to climb up using me? Weren't you also using the resources of the Fu Clan?"
Fu Ziming laughed coldly.
"Even if I used your family's resources, it was for the good of your Fu Clan! The better the Fu Clan does, who benefits? Isn't it still you?"
Xu Rongfei said while tears streamed down her face.
Indeed, she had married Fu Ziming hoping to use the Fu family to rise up, but no matter what, the benefactor was still the Fu family.
Over the years, everything Xu Rongfei had done ultimately benefited the Fu family.
The crucial point was that their relationship had been in name only for many years, having separated a long time ago.
"Haha, wretch, what you say now is irrelevant! Go die with this man!"
Fu Ziming once again raised the revolver, his face twisted grotesquely as he pressed it against Ning Fan's head!
Time ticked by second by second, and Ning Fan watched the gun barrel against his forehead, his heart still remaining utterly calm.
It was Fu Ziming who was holding the gun; he was sweating profusely, as if he had just come out of a bathhouse.
Ning Fan finally spat out these words in disappointment, snatched the gun from Fu Ziming's hand, and watched him, soaked in sweat, as if he had just come out of a bathroom.
With a cold laugh, he said, "You don't dare to shoot, do you? How about we play a game then? I know you're afraid of killing me because you'll go to jail and you can't bear to lose your vast empire,
so let's play a game that allows you to kill me without bearing any legal responsibility. How does that sound to you?"
Ning Fan said with a slight smile curling his lips.
Fu Ziming asked instinctively, as Ning Fan's proposal struck right at his heart because he did want to kill Ning Fan but was afraid of the legal consequences!
Ning Fan slightly smiled, walked to the office desk, expertly flicked the revolver's cylinder out, and spilled all six bullets onto the desk.
Thus, a devil's game began!
A devil's game, as the name suggests, is a game only those with devilish courage would dare to partake in!
Ning Fan looked coldly at Fu Ziming, who was dripping with sweat across from him, and slowly said, "One gun, six bullets, only one needed."
Having said that, Ning Fan threw five of the revolver bullets into the trash can.
Now, on the office desk, there remained an unloaded revolver and a shiny golden bullet.
Ning Fan loaded the bullet into one of the cylinders of the revolver right in front of Fu Ziming, his left hand gently rolling the cylinder.
With a soft click, Fu Ziming's eyes glazed over, unable to see which chamber the bullet was in. Ning Fan confidently raised the revolver to his own head!
Six chambers, one bullet, a one in six chance, the two would take turns firing, and one would end up suddenly dead without any defense. That is the devil's game!
Ning Fan smiled slightly and said to Fu Ziming, "I'll shoot first to demonstrate."
Xu Rongfei, who had been anxiously watching from the side, shouted loudly, "Ning Fan, you can't do this, it's too dangerous!"