Chapter52

Before leaving, she saw Zhao Qi's face turn the color of a pig's liver as he slowly raised the pistol, aiming it at Jiang Che's temple.
The livestream viewers all went silent at once,
[Who said lunatics are stupid? I think this lunatic is sharp as hell—he knows his bodyguard is gone now.]
[Dog eat dog, and the winner turns out to be the little nurse.]
[Wait a sec, guys, you're forgetting something—guns and all these hot weapons do nothing to evil spirits.]
...
One sentence yanked everyone back to reality.
Yeah, hot weapons are useless against evil spirits!
Sure enough, just as the muzzle was about to touch Jiang Che's temple, a hand reached out and pinched Zhao Qi's gun.
Just two fingers and, slowly, the metal barrel was crushed flat in a second.
Blood Slaughter had slowly started to lift his arched head. There was a scorched black hole in the forehead of his mask, yet under it not a scratch on his true body.
"Alright, I'm fine." Blood Slaughter patted Jiang Che on the head. He could practically taste Jiang Che's emotions.
That moment of anger and regret wasn't a lie—this really is my son!
He grabbed Zhao Qi's head, casting a glance at Ya, who was trying to escape.
The instant his cold gaze landed on her, she was frozen in place.
"Take your friend inside and eat. Let your bad old man handle this." He nodded at Ya and Jiang Che, signaling them into the house.
"You really okay?" Jiang Che wiped his damp eyes. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't just bring anyone home."
"They said they knew where my wife was. That's why I brought them back."