I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

"Really? You can really help me get revenge?" Kubo Ichiro was taken aback.

“Of course, I can give you power and weapons, but I will not kill.” Luo Feng shook his head: “Devils like to make deals, not to be assassins.”

“But if I kill him, I’ll go to jail…” Kubo Ichiro swallowed hard.

"Jail? You've become like this, your wife and sister are both his mistresses." Luo Feng stood up and walked up to him: "At this point, you're still afraid of death? How can you face them? Do you think there's any meaning to your life?"

Luo Feng admired him for being able to endure this much...

PS: I don't know how many chapters will be unblocked today. I can't create a group before the book is officially released; if I get reported here, the book will be gone. If there are too many bastards in the group, I'll be gone too.

Chapter 038 A Tragic Life

Kubo Ichiro's memories flashed wildly through his mind.

His love for his wife, the promises made during their wedding, the joy of having a child, and his younger sister's childhood vow to marry him when she grew up...

All of this was disrupted by his boss.

Before he became a driver, when he went on a business trip, he would return home a day early and be greeted not by his gentle wife and his daughter who had just learned to call him "Dad," but by a joyful voice.

He recognized his boss's car. He considered calling the police, or even picking up an iron bar and beating him to death. But what was his final choice?

He called his wife to tell her that he had returned early and had just arrived at the station.

His boss left his house in less than five minutes.

When he got home, his wife was acting as if nothing had happened, comforting their daughter.

At that moment, he felt a chill in his heart. He didn't know if his wife was doing that in front of their daughter, with their daughter crying and screaming.

In the following years, his temper became increasingly volatile. He frequently went to brothels to vent his frustrations, beat his wife whenever things didn't go his way, and even took his daughter to get a paternity test.

Fortunately, the daughter is my own.

He didn't know when his wife and boss started their affair—perhaps after they had a child, perhaps after they got married, or even before they met.

It's quite possible that she was originally the boss's mistress, and he was just someone who helped the boss support her.

However, thinking about his good life, good treatment, his young daughter, and his dependent younger sister, he began to endure the cuckoldry.

When his daughter went to pick her up from high school, what did he see? His beloved younger sister was in a love hotel with the hotel owner!

He could tolerate his wife's words, but he couldn't tolerate his sister's!

You should know that he has always doted on his younger sister, treating her like his own precious possession. His sister is twenty-five years old and has never even been in a relationship!

So, you went to a hotel with that bastard?

Perhaps it's not just that; his sister and wife may have been harmed by their boss...

At that time, his beliefs completely collapsed, and all he could think about was revenge.

He considered taking his own life in the car, but his boss always had bodyguards with him when he went out. They were all tough guys, and if he made any move, they would probably subdue him. In that case, his boss would be fine, but he would be gone.

He considered tampering with the car, but his boss always had bodyguards inspecting the vehicle whenever he traveled.

After all, the boss is involved in organized crime and is very cautious in his actions.

He doesn't have a gun, and even if he could get one, he might not be able to hit anyone.

Just then, the Seven Deadly Sins app appeared, and he wrote down his wishes as if venting his frustrations.

Surprisingly, there was actually a response? A response from the devil himself?

He was breathing heavily, his eyes bloodshot.

“Sign this. Once you sign this, you will have the power of revenge. I guarantee that your boss will never appear in your wife and sister's bed again. I guarantee he will fall into a pool of blood and never be able to move again,” Luo Feng said softly.

Kubo Ichiro gripped the ground with both hands, his fingers sinking into the soft soil.

“You need revenge. You need to make him regret everything he did.” Luo Feng smiled and said, “I can also guarantee that his soul will be forever condemned to hell.”

"I……"

Kubo Ichiro looked at the contract in front of him and tremblingly stretched out his finger.

Images flashed through his mind of what the consequences would be if he sold his lifespan and soul.

Forty years of his lifespan will be deducted! He might die of old age at any moment!

His soul will be tormented in hell forever, unable to attain Buddhahood!

The images of tortures that might occur in hell flashed before his eyes, and he felt a pang of fear...

I can call the police, I can call the police, the police will give me justice...

"You don't really think the police can help you, or the law can help you, do you?" Luo Feng revealed a pleased expression: "If the police were really useful, how peaceful would Japan be? If the police were useful, wouldn't you have called the police in the first place? You should know that if you had called the police, they would have had plenty of ways to make you drop the charges."

"The law is fair, but those who enforce it are not. You know that in this world, the only person you can truly rely on is yourself."

"Think about your younger sister, think about how clingy she was to you when she was born, how she relied on you since she was little, and how she said she only wanted her brother and nothing else... But what did your boss do? Guess how he seduced your sister? Did he tempt her with your future or threaten her with your family's safety? Think about whether the two of them slept with your boss together, like in a pornographic film, except you're not the protagonist, you're the victim."

"If you're still a man, don't hold back! Go, go kill him!"

"I'll sign!" Kubo Ichiro gritted his teeth, ignoring the chilling scene.

His last moment of rationality was when he glanced at the soul contract; everything Luo Feng had just said was clearly written on the contract.

In an instant, the world returned to normal, as if everything that had just happened had never existed.

The only difference is that Ichiro Kubo is different now; he has two pistols in his hands and seems to be full of power!

He, who had never touched a gun before, seemed to become an elite special forces soldier at this moment.

He decisively raised his gun and aimed it at his boss.

"No!" Yang Nai shouted.

She witnessed the whole thing; she knew what had happened, but she didn't have Kubo Ichiro's memories and couldn't empathize with him.

That person is the last hope of the Yukino family; only he can offer such a price!

The idea of ​​upholding justice is something that many people don't believe in.

Here's a joke: netizens don't go out on the road, and passersby don't go online.

When faced with injustice, most people choose to ignore it or stand by and watch, rather than rushing to uphold justice. They simply go home, take out their keyboards, and type out "land gods."

Of course, there are still good people, but the humanity of kind people is gradually worn down by society.

Here's another joke: good people will always be rewarded.

There is positive energy, but not that much.

If this matter has nothing to do with Yang Nai, she would be happy to see this person take revenge.

But now that this matter directly affects her interests, everything changes.

It's like someone seeing someone in a car accident, saying something from the side, then taking a picture and posting it on social media.

When he learns that the person in the car accident was his relative, he will curse the coldness of the world and wonder why no one went to help.

Unfortunately, Haruno's voice couldn't stop a siscon who wanted revenge.

boom!

Gunshots rang out amidst the lively banquet, and Inoue was shot directly in the chest!

P.S.: Please don't message me, I can't give it to you, after all I don't know if it's a troll or someone who's actually reading... Besides, I only use this author account in the backend, I basically use another one.

Chapter 039? The Twisted Realization

"He's wearing a bulletproof vest, continue," Luo Feng said casually, as if nothing had happened.

Having already fired the first shot, Ichiro Kubo naturally wouldn't give up.

bang, bang, bang...

Gunshots rang out continuously, but he didn't aim for the head. Instead, he shot at the limbs first, three inches below the navel.

Strands of blood burst open on Inoue's body.

Before he could even react, he felt a burning pain all over his body, especially in his groin area, which was causing him unbearable agony.

"Ah!" he cried out and fell backward.

Kubo Ichiro looked delighted; possessing the power of revenge felt so good.

Yes, one must avenge oneself.

"ah!"

"Murder!"

"Call the police immediately!"

"Security, security!"

The crowd was in complete chaos, except for the security guards, bodyguards, Yang Nai, and Luo Feng.

boom!

Just as Ichiro Kubo was about to blow the man's head off, a gunshot that didn't belong to him rang out and hit him in the head.

Japan is not like China. Although guns are prohibited in Japan, it is not uncommon for people to have guns, especially when organized crime is legal.

Given that the group consisted of celebrities, it was only natural that they would have armed gangsters providing protection.

Yang Nai quickly covered her eyes; this was the first time she had ever seen such a bloody scene.

After all, Yukinoshita's family is only considered good in Chiba, and gunfights are too far removed from her life in this peaceful society.

Many people have already crawled under the table, and some have even wet their pants in fear, revealing their ugly behavior.

These are the so-called nobles, the so-called upper class.

There are also celebrities who remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses before them, but such people are only a minority. Most people rely on their family background to make a living.

Looking at Kubo Ichiro, who was now a corpse, Luo Feng calmly took a sip of his drink.

His lifespan was not wasted; his soul will automatically return to hell.

Luo Feng will not leave his soul to serve the devil; he will follow the proper procedures.