Then, with a loud thud, he dropped to his knees. Before Nangong Jin could say anything, he hurriedly spoke, "Please spare , spare the Miao Family. Otherwise, you should know, your wife’s poison curse has already taken effect."
Nangong Jin frowned deeply, and Xiaowu imdiately stepped forward to light a cigarette for him.
He took a deep drag to steady himself. Solving this problem as quickly as possible was now the key.
"Old Miao, this wasn’t a major grudge to begin with. You repaid kindness with betrayal and escalated things to this point. I’m giving you one chance: tell the truth and the solution. If not, you and your entire Miao Family are headed for a dead end. I can guarantee you this—you’ll die miserably. I won’t let you go peacefully and without pain."
After saying this, Nangong Jin pulled out his phone and imdiately dialed the drug lord. Calmly and with chilling coldness, he said, "Connect a video call right now. I want to see the detainees from the Miao Family. Wait for my command. If I give the kill order, execute them."
After curtly issuing his instructions, Nangong Jin hung up and tossed the phone to Xiaowu. With an icy expression, he stared at Old Miao. Suddenly, he spread his hand, and Xiaowu knowingly placed a handgun into it.
"Listen carefully." With the gun aid directly at Old Miao’s head, Nangong Jin’s cold eyes glinted like a venomous snake. He spoke word by word, "I don’t have ti to waste on you. If you don’t give the solution, every three seconds, I’ll kill one mber of your Miao Family. As for your runaway cousin, I’ll find him. The outco will be the sa—death. Old Miao, you had better think this through. I don’t have ti for your nonsense. For a granddaughter who’s been dead for ten years, you’re willing to wager the lives of your entire family? Are you absolutely sure that’s worth it? And don’t forget, this includes your most beloved grandson, the one you’re desperately trying to protect."
"You still have ti to regret your choices. I can give you one opportunity—speak up. Tell where this poison curse ca from and how to dispel it."
"You have approximately one minute to think this through. One minute later, the video call will connect, and you will witness your family mbers dying one by one before your eyes. Do not test my patience. I’m not a patient man."
After finishing his words, Nangong Jin raised his arm and fired a shot without hesitation, striking one of Old Miao’s legs.
"Ah!" The sudden and unexpected gunshot made Old Miao scream in pain. His face instantly turned pale, and beads of cold sweat drenched his forehead.
Nangong Jin blinked expressionlessly. "Consider this bullet repaynt for your betrayal. Now, you can speak. How do we break the curse? If you tell , I’ll spare your clan. If not, all of you will die. Old Miao, for the sake of soone who’s already dead, you’re stubbornly gambling the lives of your entire family—how is that worth it?"
Old Miao groaned in agony, his sweat-soaked clothes clinging to him, yet he gritted his teeth and persisted, "Release and my clan first, then I’ll tell you."
He had no choice but to play it cautiously. The antidote was his only leverage now.
If he told Nangong Jin, who could guarantee that Nangong Jin wouldn’t turn on him the mont he did?
It was highly possible that once he revealed the truth, death awaited them.
Therefore, he could not afford to say anything!
"Trying to negotiate with ?" Nangong Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, scoffing coldly with disdain and cruelty.
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