Chapter 1755: Chapter 1755: I Want Him to Be Cut Off From Descendants
Thinking of this, a trace of malicious sharpness flashed in Nangong Xu’s eyes.
The plane came to a stop on the runway of the castle.
Jian Yufei ran straight towards Nangong Xu’s castle.
The bodyguard behind her hurriedly called Qi Ruisen, only to find his phone was off, and the call couldn’t go through.
They could do nothing but follow Jian Yufei and ensure her safety.
Jian Yufei rushed into the living room, seeing Nangong Xu slumped on the sofa, drinking from a bottle non-stop.
His arm was wrapped in a bandage, with fresh blood seeping through.
He seemed quite drunk, the entire person looking very dejected.
Jian Yufei walked towards him coldly, “Where’s my mother?”
He’s drinking here, so where is her mother?
Nangong Xu frowned painfully at her, “Why are you here?”
“I asked you first, where is my mother?”
“Hehe…” Nangong Xu chuckled coldly, drunkenly, “She tried to kill me, she actually wanted to kill me, I love her so much, yet she wants me dead!”
Jian Yufei’s expression changed slightly, it seemed something bad had happened.
“Where is my mother? What have you done to her?!” Jian Yufei asked urgently.
Nangong Xu replied lightly, “She’s upstairs, you don’t need to worry about her…”
Jian Yufei immediately ran upstairs.
She pushed open the bedroom door and saw her mother unconscious on the bed, with two maids attending to her.
“Miss, why are you back?” the maid asked in surprise.
Jian Yufei stepped forward, “What’s wrong with my mom?”
“Madam just fainted, she’s fine.”
Jian Yufei breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at her mother, and said lightly, “Take good care of her.”
“Yes.”
After giving the instructions, she turned and left, returning downstairs again.
Nangong Xu had already finished several bottles of liquor, his entire body reeking of alcohol.
Jian Yufei stood coldly in front of him.
The spacious living room contained only the two of them.
“Nangong Xu, I ask you, where is my child?” Jian Yufei asked him expressionlessly.
Nangong Xu glanced up at her, let out a cold laugh, then drunkenly closed his eyes.
Jian Yufei held a handgun in her hand, her arm naturally hanging by her side.
“Tell me, where is the other child? What did you do to him?”
“Do you really want to know?” Nangong Xu slurred as he propped his body up, asking coldly.
“Yes!”
Nangong Xu chuckled, lazily leaning against the sofa, his face flushed.
He closed his eyes and disdainfully said, “Naturally, he’s dead, just like your short-lived father, dead…”
Jian Yufei’s pupils narrowed slightly, her heart throbbing with sharp pain.
Her head buzzed, and she felt like she might faint at any moment.
“Say it again?” she asked, her gaze empty.
“They’re all dead! Haha…” Nangong Xu laughed coldly, “You all have to die, every bloodline of Xiao Zexin must die!”
His face twisted and fierce, “He took away my greatest love, so I killed him and then his bloodline! I want him to die without descendants, to die with regrets, to repay blood with blood!”
“The one who should die is you, you devil, go to hell!”
Jian Yufei suddenly lifted the handgun, firing at him—
Nangong Xu clumsily dodged, the bullet hitting his shoulder.
Jian Yufei’s eyes reddened with anger, she only wanted to kill him and avenge her father and her child.
She quickly fired at him again, but this time, Nangong Xu nimbly dodged it.
With a flash, he moved forward, snatched the handgun, and pressed his fierce fingers against her throat—