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JESSE'S SHOULDER BEGUN TO BLEED PROFUSELY, but as she thought, it was just a shoulder. Then with some leaps of her legs, adrenaline pumping her nerves, she kicked away the leader's pistol.
She almost missed it due to miscalculation of her leg's length. Forgetting the fact she was no longer a man as tall as 180cm, Jesse cursed under her breath and made another spinning kick with her other leg just as the other stepped foot on the floor.
The second kick hit right onto the leader's sacred treasure, making him involuntarily kneel on the ground. His face was very pale, and white bubbles were coming out. But Jesse simply pushed him down by his shoulder and his whole body collapsed onto the dirty cement floor, roaches and mouse on their way to fest.
Jesse did not leave, but borrowed one of the thugs' phone and called the dealer's number.
With a change of voice, Jesse spoke in a stranger's accent and tone as soon as the call went through, "I have the paper signed and the boy has been silenced. Where do we meet to complete our transaction?"
It was silent on the other end before the familiar voice of Jesse's father spoke with unconcealed excitement, "37 Miller Crescent; the Out House in the evening tomorrow, at 9PM."
A click indicated the end of the call, while Jesse coldly looked at her bloody hand holding it. "I'm never gonna give in again... Not a chance!" She gravely muttered, as if making a passionate promise.
It must be known that her memory of a family was never good to begin with. And now, having been given a second chance at life, Jesse is not gonna let herself suffer for people calling themselves her family. Family or not, they were all the same greedy bastards, not to mention bitches.
She made another call, "Aaaaahh!! Please help me! Call an ambulance and the police, please! Hurry!!!! I'm at an abandoned building. I can only see a tall building with a Shiny Hulala Shampoo billboard!! Please come..!"
Jesse's shrill voice echoed all over the fourth floor's building. As she waited for the people to come, she slapped the leader awake. A minute later, he was forcefully woken up by a bucket of cold water. His hands tied behind his back and his legs tied together.
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With him sitting on a broken pillar, Jesse leisurely waited for his consciousness to clear up. Just as he realized what was going on, a paper was slapped across his face. Then a cold voice of a youth resounded into his ears.
"You attempted to kill me after making me sign this Inheritance Transfer Agreement, isn't that right?"
As if he was finally understanding what was going on, the leader's eyes sharpened as he said with a certain arrogance and confidence in his voice, "Ha! You do realize. So what of it? You already killed everyone, so the plan already failed."
He did not seem to fear Jesse at all, even after seeing his underlings killed one by one with his eyes open. Not to mention, he was knocked out by her.
"Who made the deal with you? Tell me the name and I'll give you double the price. You must know who I am."
Hearing her words, the leader hesitated only for a moment and said without remorse, "Fine. It's your father, Luyang Zhao. And I do know who you are. You are his eldest son, Feng Mian Zhao. Do we have the deal now?"
"Yes of course. If you provide me with your banking information, I'll transfer 2 million into it as soon as I leave this place. That amount is nothing."
Although the leader felt tentative, he really did not have any choice at this point. 2 million was indeed a lot of money, and both sides were not really to be trusted in the end, so might as well save his current life. He slowly gave away his bank information.
When he finished, he looked up into Jesse's eyes and felt his heart freeze. "Y-you..."
Seeing her smile, the leader just knew something was not right. Then there came the sounds of different sirens. Police cars and ambulance filled the parking space below. It did not take long for everyone to fill up the place, and into the fourth floor where massive blood on the cement floor met them with surprise.
Huge ruckus begun and the paramedic team got into their job, getting the bodies onto portable beds. While the cops rushed towards Jesse.
"Were you the one who called for help? Please give us the full details of the happening."
Instead of answering right away, Jesse fished out another phone and generously offered it to the policeman. "Here is the cause behind the incident. After you listen to it, I'll explain the details. I hope I can have your cooperation by then, police officers."
With Jesse's confidence, the cops held back their suspicion and took the phone, putting it inside a transparent bag for on-site evidence.
When the leader saw the cellphone, it suddenly struck him what had happened when Jesse was interrogating him. His eyes grew wide in shock, while his mouth opened wide. "Y-you...!!"
Jesse spared him a glance, a smirk playing on her lips and whispered, "Fool."
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On the third day after the incident, Jesse's father was arrested by the authorities. Media spread of his scheme to monopolize the Z Company. Despite his supporters' rally, one evidence tracked the other things in the background, throwing him 10 years of imprisonment at minimum in light of attempted murder.
Jesse was exempted from being punished by law as her excuse of defending herself was valid in the eyes of the judge. The lawyer she hired was also luckily able to fend her father off, as the latter has too much dirt in his hands. He could only be sent to prison, while Jesse scoots free.