Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 377 Supreme Expert_1

"Roar!"

At that moment, the man suddenly let out a thunderous roar, charging toward Qingfeng like a wild bull, with heavy thuds.

"Auntie An, I suggest you step back, be careful not to get your face washed with blood."

After dropping such a remark, Qingfeng didn’t back away but advanced instead, looking as though he was heading for a head-on collision with the man.

In a blink of an eye, the distance between them was less than two meters. The man’s punch, hammerlike, aimed straight for Qingfeng’s face.

If that punch connected, even the world’s best plastic surgeon wouldn’t be able to save Qingfeng’s handsome face.

However, Qingfeng neither dodged nor evaded, but actually flashed another grin at the last moment.

Suddenly, a long, thin stick sprung out from his sleeve, with a small clamp at the end, which immediately grabbed the man’s throat.

A snapping sound echoed.

The man’s fist stopped just three centimeters from Qingfeng’s nose, unable to advance any further.

The clamp was the second most convenient tool on Qingfeng, next only to a blade, and could do the work of scissors occasionally.

Chopping off a person’s throat was naturally a breeze for it.

The man’s blood pressure had long been drained from a severed artery in his leg, so the bleeding from his neck wasn’t as shocking, merely gurgling out and quickly soaking his front.

The man futilely attempted to cover his neck, staggered backward a couple of steps, and then crashed to the ground.

Whether by coincidence or not, as he breathed his last, his head turned towards Sophie, his eyes gradually losing their luster but filled with apology, as if saying sorry for his own uselessness.

"Whew..."

Taking a relaxed breath, Qingfeng called out, "Uncle, I’m done here."

"Mhm, take good care of Xiao Anzi."

Xiao Ming didn’t even turn his head, his gaze never leaving Sophie’s face from start to finish.

"Mr. Xiao, do you know how hard it is to find a handy subordinate?"

Sophie sighed deeply, her expression not sad but more like that of someone who had lost money.

"There are several billion people out there, getting a subordinate is easy," Xiao Ming said. "However, finding another man who would lay down his life for love is hard.

Miss Su, I regret to inform you, the one who just died is the last person who will ever truly love you in this lifetime.

If he hadn’t done too many bad things for you, I wouldn’t have let him die so pointlessly."

Sophie’s demeanor finally became unnatural, her eyes swiftly scanning the man’s body, then settling on Qingfeng’s face.

Licking her lips, she said, "Your young associate looks good, Mr. Xiao, would you care to hand him over to me?"

Xiao Ming shook his head. "You don’t deserve him."

Sophie’s face turned dark in an instant. "Xiao Ming, do you know why the Saint has sent me here again?"

"I can guess a bit; it’s nothing more than a threat," Xiao Ming said indifferently. "To punish me when I’m not very obedient."

"Since you understand so clearly, you should realize that angering me will do you no good."

"Oh, really? I’ve long felt burdened by my sins, and now that Miss Su is here, why not simply listen to my confession and seek the Lord’s forgiveness for me?"

Sophie’s pupils contracted sharply, and lifting her hand, she grasped Xiao Ming’s neck, her black-painted nails digging deep into his skin.

Jiang Nanxi exclaimed in alarm, "Universal Salvation..."

"Back off!"

Sophie snapped, "The Saint has given me full authority; do you dare to defy his edict?"

Jiang Nanxi paused, her expression anxious, her eyes flickering uncertainly.

"Xiao Ming is in danger!" An Kefang, not far away, became more anxious, nudging Qingfeng, "Go save him now!"

Qingfeng, cleaning his ears, said, "Don’t worry, auntie, uncle is tough. I’m not even sure I could take him down, let alone some nasty woman."

An Kefang’s mouth formed an ’O’, "Are you saying he’s even tougher than you?"

"In terms of martial arts, maybe not as good as me, but when it comes to dealing with women, I believe he’s a master of the highest order, the kind that could be a hermit on a cliff edge.

Just look, he’s already getting close."

An Kefang glanced up and, indeed, Xiao Ming was face-to-face with Sophie, as if performing a Western-style cheek-to-cheek greeting.

Of course, Xiao Ming wasn’t looking to greet her; he simply leaned forward against her hand, whispering something into her ear.

"Lucifer sends his regards."

Sophie’s eyes widened suddenly, the terror almost impossible to hide, and the hand clutching Xiao Ming’s neck unconsciously loosened.

Xiao Ming straightened up and then landed a slap across her face.

"Dear Universal Salvation Venerable Miss, has the Lord forgiven my sins?"

Sophie, covering half of her face, remained silent, teeth clenched.

Smack!

Xiao Ming backhanded her with another slap.

"Forgiven?"

Under the astonished gaze of Jiang Nanxi, Sophie took a deep breath and slowly bowed her head.

"I-I apologize, Mr. Xiao, for my earlier rudeness," she said.

"Next time you apologize, remember to choose a place closer to the Lord," Xiao Ming said coldly, turning away. "And, liking tongues isn’t shameful—find a bottle of formaldehyde to keep it in, and you can like it for a lifetime. It’s no use having it in a dog’s mouth.

There’s a limit to being cheap."

"Yes, Mr. Xiao, I’ll do it right away."

This time, Sophie even bent a little at the waist, but Jiang Nanxi, keenly observant, noticed Sophie’s fist at her side was clenched tightly, with veins popping on the back of her hand.