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Wang Meng looked at the old man, his heart beating wildly.

He had already adapted to the present environment and pressure, but now the pressure had suddenly increased again. People like him especially hated these kinds of situations.

Why was it necessary to keep increasing the pressure when it was already very difficult to adapt to it in the first place?

Whenever the bosses encountered such cumulative pressure, they appeared to be immersed in enjoying the moment. But he just couldn’t do it. He wanted to go back to his computer and play Minesweeper.

He wanted to get away from the pressure.

But that was impossible. Boss said that the pressure came from your external environment. If you felt like you had the opportunity to get away from the pressure, then it was simply because you were lucky and the pressure hadn’t caught up to you yet. In most cases, however, the pressure wouldn’t let you escape.

“You can shoot me, but that gun doesn’t have enough firepower. Unless you hit me in the eye, it won’t be fatal and I’ll beat your friend with this hammer,” the old man said in a very leisurely manner.

Wang Meng could see clearly through the iron gate as the old man pulled Baishe in front of him, put Baishe’s hand on the gambling table next to him, and then slammed the hammer down on one of his fingers.

“Of course, even if you don’t injure me, I’ll still have to hurt your friend.”

The finger immediately became deformed as the bones broke.

“He specializes in being a skilled swimmer,” the old man said. “His fingers aren’t that important.” Then he slammed the hammer down again, smashing Baishe’s middle finger this time.

Wang Meng tried hard to keep a straight face, because he already knew deep in his heart that it was hopeless. Any pleas to the old man would be absolutely useless, so he decided to tell a joke instead, “I agree, that fickle man is only good for swimming.”(1)

Ignoring him, the old man put down his hammer and said, “Let me give you a warning: the next words out of my mouth are not a bluff. I’ll give you ten minutes to make a decision.”

“What do you want to say?”

“Aren’t you going to ask who I am?” The old man asked him. “Don’t you want to know why I did all of this?”

“People like you always have your reasons. I’m not interested,” Wang Meng said. “I want to go back to work.”

Come here. Come close enough to where I can reach out and grab you. I’ll pluck your eyeballs out.

“Well, it seems that you’ve grown up.”

“And it seems like you want to ponder over something. I’ll rest for a bit while you finish thinking it over.” Wang Meng closed his eyes, feeling extremely tired.

The old man sighed, ignoring Wang Meng’s flippant tone, and said, “Before you give in, you can make a choice. I can kill your father for you without you having to do it. I can also tell you that your father had another lover back then. The money he sometimes won was given to that woman.

“She’s the one who pushed your father to gamble,” the old man continued. “She’s living very well right now and has long forgotten about your family. Of course, your father was the one who liked to pretend that he was the son of a wealthy family, which caught that woman’s attention. She thought that your father was rich. He started gambling in order to continue maintaining his status and face in front of her.”

Wang Meng looked at the old man, who continued speaking, “You’ve met that woman. You called her Aunt Lu when you were a child. Does it ring a bell?

“As long as you allow me to kill your father, I’ll kill this woman as well,” the old man said. “By the way, her son is very successful. He’s a Ph.D. student at Stanford.”

Wang Meng continued to stare at the old man, who finally started walking towards him. But the old man stopped more than an arm’s length away from him before continuing his monologue, “If you think back, you should be able to recall many clues hinting at the relationship between your father and Aunt Lu.”

He vaguely remembered some things as the old man added, “I have a video of Aunt Lu. Do you want to take a look? I interviewed her. She can give you all the details of what transpired back then. Actually, she’s in this room right now. You can ask her face to face.”

At this time, there suddenly came the sound of a gunshot—Wang Meng had fired the gun. The shot hit the old man head-on, the force of the impact knocking him to the ground.

Then, Wang Meng started to take off his pants.

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TN Notes:

(1) I think he was trying to make a pun. The characters for fickle are (水性杨花) while the characters for swimming ability are (水性).

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4 more chapters to go (that’s 20 pages). I will try to get them out this week but I’m interim project lead (again *le sigh*) and that’s usually when shit hits the fan so we’ll take it one day at a time. I will also likely not be posting Friday-Monday but I finally got all of “Notes in Rain Village Part 3” copied through the translation sites so we’re good on that front. Is that the real reason why I jumped over to this stuff last month? Mayyyybbeeee hahaha. Jk, I really was in the mood for the murder and mayhem plot (￣▽￣)

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