The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288: 277 Embrace Each Other, Tormenting the Scum【2 Updates】

His words were casual, with a hint of laughter in his voice, apparently without any threat.

But they still conveyed the pressure of death.

He said he could do it.

Nie Yi jolted, following him out, “Yunshen, you…”

He didn’t finish his sentence.

Fu Yunshen didn’t take a car; instead, he pulled out a deep blue helmet, put it on, and started the motorcycle parked at the doorway.

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It was a Suzuki GSX-R1000, capable of speeds up to 289 km/h, faster than the average car.

Especially since it was also equipped with floating dual discs, which meant strong braking capabilities.

Nie Yi didn’t manage to say another word.

With a “Vroom” sound, the motorcycle was already speeding away.

In a few seconds, it was out of sight.

Nie Yi’s brows furrowed as he pulled out his phone and made a call.

On the other end of the phone, the squad leader spoke with a serious tone, “Boss?”

Nie Yi’s voice grew heavy, “Get a car ready, and head to the Di Wu Family immediately.”

The squad leader instantly realized something urgent had happened, as Nie Yi rarely spoke in that tone.

“Boss, I’m on it.”

Nie Yi slowly exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose.

The capital had indeed become increasingly unstable over the past two years.

**

The Di Wu Family.

The ancestral home.

The west courtyard.

A few servants with cold expressions said, “Go in, don’t make the Second Master wait.”

Ying Zijin lifted her head, took a quick glance at the courtyard, and let her eyelashes fall.

Then, she followed the servants into the house on the right.

The Di Wu Family’s ancestral mansion still retained buildings from the Ming Dynasty, but the items inside were modern.

There were computers and air conditioning.

“Wait, Mo will be back in a moment,” Di Wu Hui said indifferently, “Don’t even think about running. If you leave, I’ll use Di Wu Yue as a shield.”

“Use me as a shield from disaster—” Ying Zijin coughed lightly, “You might want to see if your daughter has the luck for that.”

“Whether my daughter has luck, I don’t know,” Di Wu Hui looked down upon her, “but you definitely will run out of it, that much I can assure.”

Ying Zijin looked at the handcuffs on her wrist, as well as the blood seeping out, “Di Wu Shaoqing’s method, you’re still using it?”

At the mention of that name, Di Wu Hui’s brow twitched violently, his expression changing, “What do you know?”

Di Wu Shaoqing belonged to his ancestral generation.

He had been dead for three hundred years.

But this method of averting disaster was indeed passed down from his family line.

When he Entered the Path, his father had also found another person with Divination Talent to take the disaster for him.

So, the Five Defects and Three Flaws, he did not have.

He would not be punished for spying into the secrets of heaven either.

Di Wu Hui did not want Di Wu Mo to suffer from the Five Defects and Three Flaws, so he had planned early on to find someone to shield her from disaster.

It’s just unfortunate that after all this time, he had found no one.

If it weren’t for Di Wu Yue bringing a stranger back today, he would have already decided to use someone from the Di Wu Family directly.

“Of course I know,” Ying Zijin’s tone remained calm, “I also know that he initially wanted to use my disciple to avert disaster.”

She remembered Di Wu Shaoqing because of Di Wu Shao Xian. _{freewebnoveℓ.com}

Just as there are evils among the Hypnotists, so there are among the Diviners.

It’s just that she usually couldn’t be bothered with other people’s business and hadn’t looked into where Di Wu Shaoqing got this method.

Di Wu Hui’s expression changed back and forth, scoffing, “Nonsense!”

He thought this girl had gone mad, spouting utter nonsense.

A disciple?

Then he must be the founding Ancestor of the Di Wu Clan.

Di Wu Hui was thoroughly impatient, he stood up, took the girl’s shoulders firmly, and ordered a servant, “Bring the golden thread.”

The servant quickly retrieved it from a cabinet and handed over a coil of golden thread.

“See this? But you probably don’t recognize it.” Di Wu Hui took it, sneering, “Now, I’m going to thread this gold wire through several vital points on your body.”

As he spoke, he took out a length of it, shook his head with utter disdain, “What a pity, you don’t even have the strength to resist me.”

“Hmm, I did say,” Ying Zijin looked at the golden thread casually, her phoenix eyes even curving up slightly, her demeanor graceful, “using me to avert disaster, your daughter will lose her life.”

“Still being defiant?” Di Wu Hui sneered again, “Today I’m going to make sure you lose your life first!”

He increased the pressure on the girl’s shoulders and with the other hand, aimed to thread the golden wire through a vital point on her shoulder.

But just then, the tightly shut door was kicked open.

Di Wu Hui’s hand trembled, and he violently turned around, “Who? Who dares…”

He couldn’t finish his sentence.