Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1005 - 1008: Kill You All in Minutes 2

"What about Gu Buyu?"

"Don’t bother, that old fox isn’t someone you can mess with easily." But if he dares to reveal his secrets, Gu Shaocheng guarantees that he’ll make sure he has no descendants in this lifetime!

"Yes, I’ll take care of it right away."

In the deep of the night, Leng Tong while contacting people in City A, secretly drove there with his team, based on his understanding of Mr. Gu, knowing if it was not for leaking of top secrets, he wouldn’t have taken such extreme measures to solve the problem so urgently.

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Walking downstairs, Gu Shaocheng didn’t look at Gu Silian anymore, but casually walked up to the man who had been shot in the legs, sliding a hand into his trouser pocket casually.

The light from the chandelier cast from the side of his face, spreading the chilling aura that emanated from him conspicuously.

His slightly furrowed brows made it difficult to discern what he was thinking at the moment.

Finally, Gu Shaocheng spoke, devoid of much emotion.

"Everyone, out!"

The personal guards dressed in solid black suits, without any hesitation, functioned merely as tools in Gu Shaocheng’s hands, not needing to think, the stern-faced bodyguards escorted everyone out, standing quietly at the doorway.

In the main hall, only two people remained. One with a stern demeanor, the other with a look of terror. One standing, one crippled.

The crippled man, wide-eyed with astonishment, looked up at the man who held his life in his hands.

Such imposing authority, light lips, an arrogant figure, lazily drooping eyes—his intense aura was so overpowering that it unwittingly frightened others.

It was Gu Shaocheng, the Gu Shaocheng.

A man whose mere glance could ignite gunfire!

Even without saying a word, his presence was suffocating.

Gu Shaocheng slowly walked to the Taishi Chair and sat down leisurely, his fingers idly tapping on the table, each tap like a bullet, adding a hole to his tight body with each sound.

But the less he spoke, the more terrified the man became, until he eventually lost control of his bladder.

The man who lost his composure finally couldn’t help but plea for mercy: "Mr. Gu, Gu..."

"How many messages have been sent out?"

The man’s plea for mercy circled in his throat, swallowed back down.

"..."

He didn’t answer, and a faint smile seemed to flash across Gu Shaocheng’s lips: "Were they sent to City A?"

"..."

"Actually, you don’t have to say it, I already know. Currently, you’re of no value to me, just a piece of trash. Do you know what follows once a person loses their utility and becomes useless?"

It’s death!

As if on cue, the man’s face turned corpse-like pale.

"Now, tell me what value you possess," Gu Shaocheng looked at him, slightly parting his thin lips and continued: "Something that would catch my eye? And potentially save your entire family?"

The whole family? The man trembled all over, struggling to speak, racking his brain: "...I... I still have backups... all the backups of monitored messages..."

"Oh?" Gu Shaocheng suddenly laughed, a carefree laugh: "Do you think, those backups, still hold any value to me?"

The man looked up, his face ashen, staring at Gu Shaocheng.

This version of Gu Shaocheng, each laugh making it increasingly difficult for others to breathe.