Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 323 How Tough is the Old Man’s Heart_1

Having raced through the wind, Xiao Ming arrived at the residential complex where Yang Hanqing lived, went up the elevator, and upon the door opening, saw a man standing outside.

His expression was impassive, his eyes full of frenzied intent. Although his clothes were clean, he exuded an utterly filthy aura.

This was the epitome of a "Mad Dog": violent, lowly, capable of surviving on trash like a wild beast.

The man said nothing, searched Xiao Ming from head to toe, took his phone, keys, and other items, and then finally knocked on the door of the apartment.

As Xiao Ming entered, he saw another Mad Dog at the entryway, holding a knife with a mottled blade that looked as though it had killed many without being cleaned.

"Wuu wuu wuu wuu..."

Upon reaching the living room, Xiao Ming could not help but clench his fists.

He saw Yun Shi Yu, Zhou Qingyuan, Yang Hanqing, Gu Tinglan, Xiao Zhimeng, Bai Xuechao, and Gu Xiangmeng all bound hand and foot, mouths sealed, sitting on the floor in the corner.

Especially Xiao Zhimeng, her face was covered in tears, which nearly broke Xiao Ming’s heart.

"I’m sorry, Mengmeng, Daddy has caused you trouble. Don’t be afraid, Daddy will take you home now."

After comforting his child with the gentlest voice, Xiao Ming shifted his gaze to the living area.

On the long sofa sat just one man, with a buzz cut, small eyes, high cheekbones, dark skin, and a large Buddha amulet hanging from his neck. Between his thick, sneering lips flashed a golden tooth, gleaming brilliantly.

It was Hong Sen.

Behind him stood another man, around thirty years old, with the same filthy air as the Mad Dogs, though his eyes held a sharp light, much more piercing, but with only a hint of madness.

Sha Lang, one of the only three wolves in the "Fierce Dog Shelter."

Beyond them, there were also two Mad Dogs with guns standing next to Yun Shi Yu and the others.

If Hong Sen hadn’t played any tricks, then the four dogs and one wolf should be all there was here.

Standing firm in the living area, Xiao Ming nodded in greeting, "Mr. Hong, hello! I am Xiao Ming."

Holding a cigar, Hong Sen clapped his hands and laughed, "Not bad, Mr. Xiao is brave. I like that."

As he said this, he lifted a hand, and Sha Lang procured a serrated military knife, placing it in his palm.

"Let’s skip the nonsense. Since you’re here and your wife did not show, I assume the dog I sent has been killed.

First give yourself a cut, then we can talk."

"Mengmeng, close your eyes." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Xiao Zhimeng obediently closed her eyes, and then Xiao Ming took the knife and briskly sliced across his palm, leaving a gash as if a baby’s lips were turned inside out.

Showing his bloody palm to Hong Sen, he said, "The cash I can access right now is about eight hundred million US dollars. Conveniently, there are eight of us in my family, one hundred million for each."

"If Mr. Hong agrees, I can transfer the money right away."

Hong Sen’s eyes flashed greedily, shaking his head, "No, no, no, Mr. Xiao, as I’ve made clear over the phone, the Hong Family does business with integrity.

Although both of our significant clients wish for your death, there are additional conditions.

One of them wants to see you cry and beg for mercy on your knees, while the other is very eager to witness you drenched in your own blood."

Xiao Ming showed a look of realization, "If I’m not mistaken, the person who wants to see me beg is a Goryeo bastard, and the one who wants to see me blood-soaked, his surname is Zhuang, right?"

"Ah... Mr. Xiao, being too clever is not always a good thing. Now, for the sake of the client’s reputation, I have no choice but to kill you."

"Cut the crap!" Xiao Ming weighed the knife in his hand, "Your words made it clear just now, my money can only save my family, and I, no matter what, am destined to die here."

Hong Sen’s ferocious smile intensified, "Not bad, not bad, I’m liking you more and more.

To be precise, it’s your self-mutilation and the US dollars that can save your family’s lives."

Xiao Ming smacked his lips, "Alright then! For my daughter and her mother, how many cuts?"

Mr. Hong’s brows furrowed as if he was displeased. His lascivious gaze lingered on Xiao Zhimeng. He shook his cigar and said, "Let’s start with someone else. I quite fancy your girl..."

"Hong Sen!"

Xiao Ming interrupted him harshly, "If my daughter doesn’t leave, I assure you that you won’t get a penny."

Hong Sen’s face darkened, his icy stare piercing as he glared fixedly at Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming remained resolute, unbudging.

After what seemed like a long time, Hong Sen waved his hand, and Sha Lang took out a piece of paper and placed it on the coffee table.

The paper had a combination of letters and numbers on it, clearly an account number.

"Arrange the transfer! Eight hundred million US dollars, not a penny less."

Xiao Ming scoffed, "Now Mr. Hong thinks he can make a fool of me again? In a situation as dire as this, money is my only hope to save my family. How could I possibly give you everything at once?"

"Xiao Ming, I warn you, my patience has limits."

"Then you can bet on how tough I can be!"

Hong Sen fell silent again, and after a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Pay half first, or your daughter will bleed too."

Without another word, Xiao Ming picked up his own phone from the table, dialed after reading the account number from the paper, and said, "Transfer four hundred million US dollars."

Not a word more was wasted.

"Where is Mr. Xiao’s money kept?" Hong Sen asked.

"Underground bank."

"Good, this is a very promising start. I hope Mr. Xiao will not disappoint me."

Hong Sen laughed out loud and then said, "In light of your compliance, two people then, consider yourself fortunate with only three cuts, no objections, right?"

"It’s fair." Xiao Ming nodded. "However, I’ve already paid the money. The child is young and shouldn’t witness such a bloody scene. Let her leave with her mother first; Mr. Hong wouldn’t refuse that, would he?"

Hong Sen narrowed his eyes and gestured to Mad Dog, who was in charge of the guard.

Mad Dog pulled out a knife and cut the tape binding Xiao Zhimeng’s hands and feet. The little girl didn’t wait for her mother, crying as she tore the tape from her mouth and ran into Xiao Ming’s arms.

"Daddy... I’m, I’m so scared..."

"Don’t be afraid, Daddy’s here, Daddy will never leave you."

Xiao Ming fought back his own agony, kissing his daughter’s tear-stained face gently, and said softly, "Daddy did something wrong this time. Can Mengmeng forgive Daddy?"

"It’s not Daddy’s fault, it’s the bad people’s fault."

"That’s my good girl! Daddy still has something to do and won’t be able to come back for a while. I don’t feel at ease with Snow Mommy alone at home. Can Mengmeng go and stay with her for Daddy?"

Xiao Zhimeng clearly didn’t want to leave but nodded sensibly, "Then Daddy, you need to come back quickly, okay?"

"Mm, Daddy promises you!"

After kissing his little girl again, Xiao Ming picked up the car keys from the table and handed them to Gu Tinglan, who was also in tears.

"My car is just downstairs. Take Mengmeng and go straight to Kanjiang No. 1, where Xue’er is waiting for you."

Xiao Zhimeng was unaware of the situation, but Gu Tinglan had heard everything clearly. The thought of Xiao Ming possibly dying here made her cry uncontrollably, leaving her unable to speak.

"Alright, the child is what matters, so go quickly!"

Xiao Ming pushed her, waking her from her daze. She grabbed Xiao Zhimeng and hurriedly left.

Once the door closed behind the mother and child, Xiao Ming slowly exhaled, his gaze turning to Sha Lang, the corners of his mouth wickedly curling upwards.

"I’m not very good with knives, and I wouldn’t want to accidentally hit a major artery. Mr. Hong has a real expert behind him—could I trouble him to do it for me?"