Coming of the Villain Boss!

Chapter 1361: The Supreme Killer (5)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Lawyer Jiang left several people in the villa, fearing that they may come back and cause trouble.

Ming Shu came back to the room on the fourth floor.

Presumably they'd come back tomorrow…

Ming Shu took out a personal mobile phone, which was temporarily lent to her by Lawyer Jiang, and opened a web search.

Squeak—

A faint sound was heard from outside the window.

Ming Shu looked up. A sharp wind attacked from the window—pah—the room went into darkness.

"Don't move!"

A strong smell of blood entered Ming Shu's nostrils, and something cold was placed against her neck.

By the light of the phone screen, she could barely see that the person standing in front of her was a man.

He was breathing badly and leaning a lot to one side.

Obviously, he was injured.

It all happened in two or three seconds.

He quickly grabbed Ming Shu's phone and pulled her into the shadows.

Ming Shu was put against the wall, and the man warned her in a deep voice, "Don't move."

He looked outside the window. Night resumed her reign, and he could see nothing.

Ming Shu pinched her fingers with one hand.

As the man turned his head, she bent one of her legs and pushed it against his belly, snatching the blade from his hand.

The man didn't expect that such a weak girl would know martial arts and counterattack him.

As he was about to take action, there was something cold against his forehead.

The man froze.

A gun!

She had a gun!

He didn't see when she took it out at all!

Whizz—

Huala—

The grandfather clock in the room was shot and broke into pieces.

The man was startled and quickly pulled Ming Shu to the ground.

"Someone's after you?"

The man: "…"

If no one was after me, why do you think I climbed up here, to steal?

Wait, how could she behave so calmly in such a situation?

She even had a gun.

She remained effortlessly cool.

"I didn't mean to hurt you," the man said. "Can you put away your gun?"

"But you brought trouble for me, and I only need to hand you over."

The man: "…"

He gritted his teeth. "Even if you hand me over, you'll also be silenced. The one who's after me will not show mercy."

He wasn't bluffing.

What he said was true.

Boom—

The person outside was apparently using a muffler, with only the sound of bullets slicing through the air and hitting the targets.

Both sides of the room were made of windows, and only the middle was wall.

Right now they were lying behind the wall.

However, the other party seemed to have some scruples. He did not directly shoot the glass, but shot from the open window.

"We are now on the same boat, if you keep holding this gun to me, we're all gonna die here."

Ming Shu paused for a few seconds, then moved the gun away.

The man relaxed. "Lend me your gun."

"You don't have a gun?"

"I'm out of bullets."

"…If I lend you my gun, what if you turn against me?"

"Come on, Miss, we're both in fatal danger! I don't have time to turn against you!" The man freaked out.

Ming Shu thought for a while, then gave the gun to him.

The man took the gun. "You stay here."

He rolled to the other side of the window. The man outside seemed to discover him and fired two consecutive shots.

The bullets may have shot into the wall, making dull noises.

The man observed outside carefully for a full minute; he then raised the gun and fired.

The moment he pulled the trigger, he knew something was wrong.

No bullets!

Whizz—

The man threw himself on the floor and the glass behind him shattered.

"Sorry about that, I took the wrong one." The girl's clear voice sounded from the other side.

Then another gun was pushed over from the floor.

Damn it!

He could not believe she had taken it by mistake!

Knock knock—

"Miss Shu Ran? Are you all right?"

The door was suddenly knocked on, and the man looked at Ming Shu.

"I'm fine." Ming Shu was afraid they might push the door open and come in to get shot.

The person outside hesitated for a while, then left.

The man inside gave Ming Shu a weird look.

This young girl was too calm.

But it was not the right time to think about this, he needed to handle that man outside first.

He hid himself in a new position. The two sides were suddenly quiet, waiting for the perfect moment.

As the man was concentrating, suddenly there was a strong light shooting far away from his front, which illuminated the outside completely.

The man narrowed his eyes.

He turned the muzzle slightly, pointed it in a certain direction, and fired.

Whizz—

Something in the distance fell into the bushes and disappeared with a few rustlings.

Ming Shu turned off the searchlight in her hand.

The man looked at her weirdly.

Why did it seem she had everything?

"Is he dead?" Ming Shu asked him.

"Shouldn't be." The man straightened his body and sat up, gasping against the wall. "But he should have been injured and left."

Little Beastie also sent feedback and said there was no one around.

She pulled the window curtains closed and turned on the light. "Give me back my cellphone."

The man was a little alert. "You… What do you want to do?"

"I'll need to hire some bodyguards!"

The man: "…"

In view of Ming Shu's unexpected behaviors and his own weak physical strength, the man hesitated and passed the phone to her.

Ming Shu turned on her phone, and the screen was still framed on the web page just now. She exited from it and searched to enter another one.

She asked the man conveniently, "What do you do?"

The man intended to make up an identity, but seeing Ming Shu's calm expression, he said, "I'm a killer. Have you heard of this profession before?"

"You?"

"…"

Ming Shu gave him one more stab. "I may believe that you will be killed."

"I was schemed against by others!" The man gritted his teeth.

"Heh heh, the window is over there, goodbye and you're welcome." Just take it as my good deed.

The man: "…"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll do anything bad to you?"

"A second-level disability, do not talk."

"…"

Who the hell was a second-level disability!

He had a gun in his hand now!

Although it was hers…

The man looked at the gun in his hand, not knowing the exact reason, and removed the clip…

It was empty…

There was only one bullet in it just now.

If he missed the target… It would probably be him who died.

The man didn't know he should describe her: as cautious or malicious…

"Young sister, what does your family do?"

"Business."

Surely she was a profiteer.

The man tried to stand up to leave, but couldn't stand up no matter how he tried. His shoulder was soaked with blood.

"Well, young sister, could you help me dress the wound?"

Ming Shu gave a look at his shoulder, then refused it. "No. I have a blood phobia."

The man: "…"

"What about this, you help me, and I'll be your bodyguard. I'm far more powerful than ordinary bodyguards!"

"Cut the crap. There are people after you out there, you want me to stay with you? Why would I risk my life to do that?" Don't think of me as a sweet and stupid girl!

"…"

Ming Shu turned off the web page.

She pushed the man toward the window skillfully. "You want to get down by yourself, or you want me to push you down?"

The man looked outside and his mouth twitched. "Young sister, don't be so cruel. We've been through thick and thin…"

Goodbye.

Ming Shu pushed out his other leg as well.

The man held on to the edge of the window, steadying his own body. "No no no, I'll get down by myself."

"Women are not to be offended. I've seen it today."

Shua—

The curtains were pulled closed in his face.