Chapter 1583
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"Want to talk?"
The woman had a faint smile on her face. She didn't look scared or angry at all. Her eyes were calm, but the smile on her face didn't reach her eyes at all.
She sat casually on the sofa, even shaking her legs. No matter how one looked at her, she looked like a gangster. This wasn't how a normal person would react in such a situation.
How did he end up here?
The man tried hard to recall.
The rope outside the window was blown into the air by the strong wind and kept swaying, bringing back the man's previous memories.
He wanted to come in through the window, but as soon as he got close to the window, he felt a strange rebounding force. He was sent flying into the air, and because of the inertia, he slammed into the wall and hit his head. When he woke up, he was already here.
Shi Sheng put down the computer. His fingertips slowly swept across the things on the table and finally landed on the syringe. "Who sent you?"
The man's eyes followed Shi Sheng's hand and landed on the syringe. His pupils constricted, and he quickly made up an excuse in his mind.
"No one sent me. I just want to steal something to make a living. The people around here are all rich. Who knew I would be so unlucky?" The man looked angry, as if he didn't want to be caught stealing.
"Who are you trying to fool?" Shi Sheng picked up the syringe. "Do you need a gun and something like this to steal? What's in it? "
"It's just a knockout drug." The man quickly said, "The gun is fake. I just want to scare you. Miss, I have no choice. I have a sister who is seriously ill at home. I have no choice but to go on this road. Please do me a favor and let me go this time. I promise to be a good person in the future and never do such things again."
"Do you think I'm a fool if I can get you in from outside?" Shi Sheng looked at the man with a cold smile. He threw away the syringe and pointed the gun at the man. The man's face changed suddenly when he heard the sound of the gun being loaded.
Weapons were strictly controlled in China. Even many rich people might not have seen a real gun. Even if this young girl was brave, he was sure that she hadn't seen one before. That was why he wanted to trick her. But her skillful movements made the man realize that he was wrong. Not only had she seen a gun before, but she was also an expert.
Today, he failed.
The information clearly showed that she was a woman who only knew how to draw, so why …
"If you don't speak properly, I can't guarantee where the bullet will hit you." She aimed the gun between the man's eyebrows and slowly moved down to his chest. The woman smiled and said in a light voice, "You're so thoughtful. You even prepared a silencer."
The man's heart raced and his back was drenched in cold sweat. The woman standing in front of him was a beautiful woman, but he felt like he was standing with a beast.
"I, I … I'm really just here to steal." The man braced himself and said.
Puchi —
The bullet entered his thigh, and the man couldn't help but scream. Blood seeped out from his thigh, dyeing his pants red, and flowed down his pants to the clean floor.
The man could not believe that she actually dared to shoot. Such a casual attitude proved that it was definitely not her first time shooting …
"You still have two chances to speak." The woman held the gun and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "Think carefully before you speak. If you say something wrong, you'll lose your life."
The man clenched his teeth in pain, but then he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs.
This was a high-end neighborhood, and there were people patrolling 24/7. When they heard the scream, they would definitely come up to investigate.
Puchi —
The man was shot in the arm again.
Pretentious Sheng blew at the gun like in the movies. "Open your throat and scream. Don't worry, they won't hear you."
The man was speechless. Was he a human or a ghost?
He just wanted to earn some money. Why was it so difficult?!
"You still have one last chance!"
The man swallowed hard. "I'll speak."
He didn't want to die. No one wanted to die.
He panted and struggled in his mind, but the woman in front of him was already impatient and pointed the gun at his heart. The man's mind went blank for a moment, then he blurted out, "Mr. Fan asked me to rape you and take photos."
"Rape me? Then why did you bring a gun? "
"… Habit." Why was her focus on the gun?
Shi Sheng threw the gun back on the table with a clang. "Who is Mr. Fan?"
The man shook his head and gritted his teeth. "I don't know. I only know that his name is Mr. Fan. He often asks me to do things for him. We can be considered partners."
"Oh, looks like you've done a lot of bad things."
"If I could be a good person, I would want to be a good person too. But people like us don't have a choice." The man didn't know what was on his mind. "You have parents and children from rich families. You don't have to worry about food and clothing. How can you understand the helplessness and despair of living at the bottom of society?"
Shi Sheng looked at the man strangely. "I didn't say anything. Why are you so agitated?"
The man was speechless.
"Have you seen Mr. Fan?"
The man shook his head.
"How do you contact him?"
"It's a different number every time. After the task is given to me, the number is no longer valid. I accept the task. Depending on how troublesome it is, he will contact me in three to ten days to ask about the progress."
Shi Sheng narrowed his eyes. How cunning.
"How do you pay after the transaction?"
"Cash. Mr. Fan will put the cash in a different place every time. I'll go and get it."
"I'll give you a million dollars to do something for me."
The man was speechless.
Huh?
There was such a thing?
Shi Sheng narrowed his eyes and smiled. "It doesn't matter whose money I earn. If a million dollars isn't enough, I can add more. I don't have anything else but money."
"…" So what if you're rich? Seeing that she was about to raise her gun again, the man hurriedly asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Being rich was indeed a big deal.
Now that his life was in her hands, what could he say? Of course, he would choose to forgive her! A man could bend and stand tall. A petty person had to bend and stand tall as needed.
Shi Sheng said casually, "When that Mr. Fan contacts you, you can tell him that the task has been completed."
The man widened his eyes. "Even if I say that, he won't believe me if I don't get what he wants."
Shi Sheng smiled. "Your task is just to make a phone call. After that, it's none of your business. Do you understand?"
The man was speechless.
Could he find out who Mr. Fan was just by making a phone call?
But a phone call was worth a million dollars. This money was much easier to earn than Mr. Fan. The man made a comparison and immediately agreed.
Shi Sheng fiddled with the man's cell phone for a while. Then, he put away everything on the table except for the cell phone. Then, he carried his laptop and slowly returned to his room.
"Hey, I …" The man struggled. "Let go of me first!"
"It's better to tie a stranger up in your house," Shi Sheng said without turning his head.
The man was speechless.
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