CHAPTER 883: CHAPTER 883

Wang Xiajuan originally thought that Zhang Yang would be scared this time, but seeing Zhang Yang’s calm eyes, Wang Xiajuan’s complexion turned a bit cold.

This fearless look is what Wang Xiajuan dislikes the most.

It makes her feel no sense of enjoyment in the game, no fun at all.

Wang Xiajuan tried lifting the gun and pointed it at Zhang Yang, then asked with a smile, "Zhang Yang, are you really not afraid of death?"

"How many people in this world aren’t afraid of death? Of course, I’m afraid, but don’t think I underestimate you, do you dare to kill me?"

Wang Xiajuan didn’t expect Zhang Yang to still dare provoke her now, "Interesting, do you think I won’t shoot? Do you think you’re that impressive?"

"Killing you is as simple as squashing an ant. No one would trace it back to me, I could walk away carefree."

Zhang Yang shrugged, then beckoned with his finger at Wang Xiajuan, "You’re saying too much. If you’re going to shoot, do it quickly."

Wang Xiajuan’s brow furrowed, staring intently into Zhang Yang’s eyes.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yang’s gaze truly showed no fear at all. Wang Xiajuan sneered, and in the next second, she actually pulled the trigger. The gunshot startled everyone.

Only Zhang Yang stood there calmly, still smiling happily at Wang Xiajuan, with contempt in his eyes.

The bullet didn’t hit Zhang Yang but whizzed past him, hitting the wall.

"Was it poor marksmanship, or was it simply that you didn’t dare?" Zhang Yang retorted with a face full of sarcasm.

This scene really scared Chen Yun and Xia Xue, among others, who were still not recovering from it.

Only Liu Xuan thought Zhang Yang was incredibly handsome.

To remain unperturbed in such a situation, still provoking the opponent, was truly awesome.

Wang Xiajuan’s face turned ugly. Did Zhang Yang sense something?

"Why do you think I don’t dare to kill you?"

"Why? Simply because you went through so much trouble, took such a big detour, but didn’t dare touch a single hair on Chen Yun and Xia Xue."

"I think it can’t be because of Zhang Tiande and Zhang Baichuan. If you really cared about their opinions, you wouldn’t want their lives, treating them like dogs."

"So there’s only one truth: you don’t dare to push things too far; you’re afraid this will completely provoke me."

"You don’t even dare to touch people around me, so do you dare to kill me? You’re playing a game with blanks, Wang Xiajuan, Sister Juan, stop pretending, you’re just like that."

Listening to Zhang Yang’s words, everyone suddenly realized.

If Zhang Yang hadn’t said it, they wouldn’t have noticed anything and thought Wang Xiajuan was pretty terrifying.

However, now it’s evident that Wang Xiajuan really didn’t plan to take their lives. Even that game was just fooling around, a game of manipulation.

Sadly, the only ones played in this game were Zhang Tiande and Zhang Baichuan father and son.

At this moment, their faces were as ugly as could be, as Zhang Yang said, they had been completely played.

Originally thought to be something, didn’t expect, in others’ eyes, they’re not even worth a dog.

Zhang Baichuan had hatred in his eyes, staring at Wang Xiajuan.

However, in the next moment, Wang Xiajuan suddenly pointed her finger at Zhang Baichuan.

Seeing the cold muzzle, Zhang Baichuan was startled, but felt that Wang Xiajuan wouldn’t really dare to kill anyone, coupled with his anger, he rashly imitated Zhang Yang.

"Bitch, if you don’t have the guts to kill, don’t gesture around."

Zhang Yang looked at Zhang Baichuan in disbelief, this guy was courting death, where did his confidence come from?

Sure enough, in the next instant, after a gunshot, came Zhang Baichuan’s heart-wrenching scream, the shot hit Zhang Baichuan’s leg directly.

However, it wasn’t over yet. Another gunshot rang, this time the bullet hit Zhang Baichuan’s arm.

Wang Xiajuan fired four shots at Zhang Baichuan, all hitting his joints, rendering both legs and arms likely crippled.

Zhang Baichuan kept screaming, but just then, Wang Xiajuan suddenly aimed the muzzle at his forehead.

"Come on, repeat what you just said, and see if I dare take your life."

By now, Zhang Baichuan was terrified and didn’t dare say anything more.

With tears streaming and the sky crying, he constantly begged Wang Xiajuan for mercy, "Sister Juan, Sister Juan, I was wrong, please don’t kill me, don’t kill me, please don’t..."

At this moment, Zhang Tiande also came to his senses, hurriedly kneeling on the ground, knocking his head repeatedly, "Sister Juan, my son really did wrong, he didn’t mean to offend you, it’s all a misunderstanding."

However, as soon as Zhang Tiande’s voice fell, Wang Xiajuan pulled the trigger once again.

Click, a crisp sound, Zhang Baichuan was so scared he lost control of his bowels.

But soon realized he was okay, before he could react, he heard Wang Xiajuan’s hearty laughter.

"I told you, this gun can only hold five bullets. Just now, I shot once at Zhang Yang, the remaining four were all for you, can’t take your life anymore, killing me with laughter."

Watching Wang Xiajuan laugh heartily, Zhang Yang felt this woman was truly abnormal.

Loves to play tricks on people, doesn’t regard people as human at all.

Crushing a person’s dignity into the ground repeatedly, Zhang Baichuan was thoroughly humiliated, lying on the ground bawling.

Zhang Tiande also, like an idiot, collapsed on the ground, not knowing what to do.

If no one else was present, Zhang Tiande wanted to cry too, it was really terrifying, really humiliating.

Especially with Chen Yun, Xia Xue, and Zhang Yang present, their father-son reputation was utterly ruined.

Wang Xiajuan enjoyed it, casually discarding the gun in her hand, "It’s yours now."

"Remember to be a little more honest in the future, don’t try to outsmart anyone."

The words clearly hinted at Zhang Yang, who sneered and sat down calmly.

Wang Xiajuan also sat opposite Zhang Yang, smilingly asked him, "Are you so confident that everything you guessed is right?"

"Aren’t you afraid of guessing wrong and actually dying at my hands?"

Zhang Yang said expressionlessly, "If I die, then it’s just bad luck."

Wang Xiajuan pouted, "Not honest at all, not fun."

"Then let me ask you another question, just now when you were blindfolded and facing backward, how did you know who Zhang Tiande was pointing at?"

Zhang Yang said lightly, "I’m a doctor, from Zhang Tiande’s breathing I could tell his level of tension."

Wang Xiajuan found this explanation a bit hard to believe. In fact, Zhang Yang wasn’t being truthful with her.

The reason Zhang Yang could perceive it was by relying on the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Medical Technique, enhancing his sense of hearing, power, and bodily awareness.

Seeing Zhang Yang unwilling to tell, Wang Xiajuan didn’t bother to ask further. These were trivial matters, not important.

Then she frankly said to Zhang Yang, "Since you’ve guessed my intention, you should also feel my sincerity, right?"