After marrying an officer, she was spoiled by the group

Chapter 477 Seeing Through People's Hearts

The fat man looked incredulous. This was something he had only thought about in his mind. Even his mistress didn't know he had this idea. How did the woman in black in front of him know about it?

"Don't be so surprised. Your little tricks can't escape my eyes. I can see through people's hearts..." Fu Ling smiled evilly.

"What do you want to do? If it's right in front of you, I can give it to you. As long as you let me go, I can give you a lot of money." The fat man said tremblingly. He can earn money again, but if he loses his life, he will lose everything.

"Really? Well, there's a chance for you to survive right here. It depends on whether you can seize it..." Fu Ling said slowly.

"You said, as long as I can do it, I will do it!" The fat man didn't dare to say no. He was really afraid that someone would take his life. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. He couldn't be tough at all at this moment.

"As for me, I hate mistresses the most. As long as you kill her, I will let you go." Fu Ling said, pointing at the mistress she subdued.

The fat man's pupils dilated in shock, but he still wanted to fight for it. After all, he was sincere to this woman. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have gone to the point of killing his wife.

The mistress burst into tears after hearing this, and cried, "Please don't kill me."

"Shut up! Did I ask you to speak?" Fu Ling applied a little force with the knife, leaving a small cut on his mistress's neck.

The mistress wanted to scream in pain again, but she didn't dare to act rashly when she remembered what the woman said.

The fat man pleaded, "Two heroes, I'll give you money, please let us go."

"So you don't plan to choose?" Fu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

A sense of danger lingered in his heart, and the fat man did not dare to beg for mercy.

"Since you can't do it, then I will do it for you. But in this way, I will take your life..."

"No, I'll kill you! Please don't kill me." Between his death or his mistress's death, he chose the latter.

"Very good!" Then he signaled Lu Beichen to let the man go. The fat man gasped heavily, and the foot stepped on his heart and caused a sharp pain.

He staggered and tried to get up, but Lu Beichen blocked the fat man's body at the critical moment and then threw the clothes on the bed to him.

The fat man immediately understood and quickly put on his clothes.

Fu Ling took out a dagger and handed it to the fat man, instructing him on how to proceed: "Insert it from here. Remember to use force. Don't tilt the knife in your hand, but push it straight in! You must use force!"

The fat man took it with trembling hands. He was quick-witted and wanted to attack suddenly. As long as he could hold this vicious woman hostage, he could use her to threaten the man to let them go.

But the woman had just warned him that if he dared to play tricks, he would die.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to take the risk.

Fu Ling sneered, and the fat man's abacus beads were about to jump into her face: "What are you thinking? Why don't you do it quickly?"

When the mistress saw the man coming towards her, she shook her head desperately: "Brother Jin, don't kill me, don't you love me the most?"

"I'm sorry... If you don't die, then we'll both die here. When you die, I'll bury you with honor."

He's dead, so what's the point of a grand funeral?

Fu Ling let go of his mistress and walked to the door, while Lu Beichen stood by the window. Both roads were blocked, and even if the fat man had other ideas, he didn't dare to put them into practice.

The mistress tried desperately to back away, but in panic she stepped on something and tripped. Just as she was about to get up, the fat man's knife found the right opportunity and stabbed her.

Unable to avoid it, she was stabbed hard. The mistress screamed. The fat man was worried that her voice would attract the attention of the neighbors, so he quickly covered her mouth with his left hand, but his right hand did not stop. He stabbed the mistress more than ten or twenty times until she stopped struggling. Then he threw away the dagger and sat limply on the ground.

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A foul smell filled the air, and Fu Ling frowned. She saw that the place where the fat man was sitting was soaked.

Fu Ling scoffed with disdain, "How is it? Does killing people feel good?"

The fat man shook his head desperately, kneeling on the ground with tears and snot, begging for mercy: "I killed her according to your instructions. Can you let me go now? Please don't kill me. I will never tell anyone about what happened today. I will also help you hide the body."

"What are you talking about? You killed someone, what does it have to do with us? Even if you call the police, you'll be the one arrested!"

The fat man then realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap set by someone.

"Alright, I'll do what I promised you. Come on, write your confession. ... Don't know how to write it? Don't worry, I can give you some tips..."

"Just tell me how you embezzled and accepted bribes, how much you took, who you had close personal relationships with, and so on... Oh, right! And your relationship with Duan Xiong and Duan Tiande, write it all down clearly for me. If you don't write about me... hehe... Although I promised not to kill you, I can torture you to the point where you'd rather die than live."

The fat man is afraid of death, but he is not stupid. If he writes this, his life will be over.

Seeing him hesitate, Fu Ling didn't give in and kicked him two meters away. If the ground wasn't wooden, he would have fallen hard.

He was glad he hadn't resisted. Was this the strength a woman should have? He weighed over 200 pounds, but the other party had easily kicked him away.

The fat man was so frightened that his soul was about to be shattered. He endured the pain and got up from the ground: "I will write..."

"That's right. You have to be beaten before you're satisfied. You're such a jerk!" Fu Ling complained.

He was angry but dared not speak out. This woman was too cruel. She did what she said and beat people without any hesitation.

He trembled as he took out a pen and paper from the drawer and began to write. His handwriting was crooked because of the shaking. Fu Ling knocked on the table and said, "Write nicely. If you write like this, someone who doesn't know you will think you are being threatened."

His heart sank. Wasn't he being threatened? If he could resist, he would never confess. Wasn't that because he couldn't win?

At first, he wanted to write something insignificant to get by, but Fu Ling cut him off in advance: "Don't try to hide it. I know everything about you. I'll finish writing it in a moment. If there's anything wrong, then you will go to hell with your little lover. Just the right way to be a ghost couple."

There was no other way, he had to succumb to the tyranny and write...

"Stop dawdling. I'll give you ten more minutes. If you can't finish writing in ten minutes, you don't have to write anymore." Fu Ling threatened while playing with the dagger in his hand.

In order to survive, he tried his best and finally finished writing within the deadline.

Fu Ling was now satisfied. He took the confession he had written and read it. "Well, it's not bad. Considering your good behavior, I will let you go this time..."

Hearing that he was let go, the fat man was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the other party's words made his heart tighten again.