585 I’m Sorry, But I Have to Kill You
At this moment, in Shu Mingcheng’s house.
Shu Mingcheng’s wife was already lying in a pool of blood.
There was a terrifying wound on her neck, and her face was filled with disbelief.
Just now, she was preparing to make tea for the guests.
However, she never thought that the moment she turned around, Meng Fei, who had been friendly to her just now, would suddenly take out a dagger from his pocket and give her a fatal blow.
When the ice-cold blade cut her throat, she could not believe it.
Shu Mingcheng had witnessed the entire process of his wife’s death and was instantly terrified.
Meng Fei slowly turned around and licked the bloody blade with the tip of his tongue. “Next, it’s your turn.”
His mouth was stained with scarlet blood, making him look extremely terrifying.
Shu Mingcheng suddenly shivered. “Meng Fei… What do you mean? We’re brothers. How can you…”
Meng Fei approached them step by step. “Of course, we are best brothers. I’m sorry, but I have to kill you.”
Shu Mingcheng was so frightened that he stumbled backward. “Why is this happening? I don’t think I’ve offended you before, right?”
“You really didn’t offend me. It’s Young Master Ye who wants your life.”
Meng Fei did not hide anything and told him the truth.
“Young Master Ye? Young Master Ye wants to kill me? Why? I’m loyal to him, so why would he want to kill me?”
When Shu Mingcheng heard his words, it was as if he had been struck by lightning. He had already forgotten to escape.
“Because you know too many secrets. Young Master Ye is worried that you will leak them, so he wants you to shut up completely.”
Meng Fei answered all his questions. Perhaps in his opinion, the other party was already a dead man, so there was no need to hold back.
“Young Master Ye’s kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. Even if I die, I won’t tell those secrets.”
Shu Mingcheng was still struggling.
“To Young Master Ye, only dead people can keep secrets forever. Brother Shu, I’m sorry.”
After Meng Fei finished speaking, he did not waste any more time and walked over with his dagger.
Behind Shu Mingcheng was the kitchen. He suddenly turned around and rushed in. He picked up a kitchen knife and turned to threaten Meng Fei, “Don’t come over, or don’t blame me for being rude.”
Meng Fei glanced at the kitchen knife in his hand in disdain. “Brother Shu, you should know my strength. Do you think resisting will work on me?”
Shu Mingcheng knew very well that Meng Fei was Ye Chengze’s number one fighter.
In the past, he had beaten countless people to death in underground boxing arenas overseas.
Later, Ye Chengze spent a lot of money to hire him as his bodyguard.
How could his kitchen knife be his match?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly threw away the kitchen knife and knelt on the ground with a thud.
“Brother Meng Fei, on account of our brotherhood, I beg you to spare my life. I can give all my money to you, and then I will disappear forever and never appear again, okay?”
Meng Fei remained indifferent to his pleas. “I’m sorry, Brother Shu. If I let you go, Young Master Ye won’t let me go. Today, you must die.”
As he spoke, he slowly raised the dagger above his head.
Shu Mingcheng was completely paralyzed with fear. He lay on the ground like a pile of mud, and his crotch was full of feces and urine.
Facing such a powerful enemy, he did not even have the courage to resist. He could only close his eyes and wait for death.
Although his eyes were closed, he could clearly feel Meng Fei’s dagger approaching him.
And death was also approaching bit by bit.
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly sounded.
Meng Fei felt a light flash in front of his eyes.
Bang!
The light pierced into the wall. It was actually a piece of glass.
Immediately after, a stream of blood spurted out of his wrist that was holding the dagger.
The dagger could no longer be held and fell to the ground with a clang.
Meng Fei was shocked and hurriedly turned around to look. He saw a figure ‘flying’ in through the window.
Shu Mingcheng, who had narrowly escaped death, immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, “Help!”
Meng Fei couldn’t care less. He hurriedly used his other hand to pick up the dagger on the ground and rushed toward Shu Mingcheng again.
No matter what, he had to complete the task given by Young Master Ye first.
Shu Mingcheng had closed his eyes and waited for death because he felt that there was no hope of escaping.
But now, he suddenly saw a glimmer of hope. How could he wait for death?
He hurriedly rolled and crawled to dodge, but his arm was still cut by Meng Fei’s dagger. The wound was very deep, and blood immediately flowed.
However, he could not care less and continued to crawl in the direction of the person.
Meng Fei missed his first attack and wanted to continue attacking.
At this moment, the uninvited guest had already rushed over and kicked his wrist.
The dagger stabbed into the roof.