The next morning, Su Wenhua's trusted subordinate Ding Jun arrived at the couple's residence.
"Mr. Han, are you ready?" Ding Jun asked with a faint smile.
Han Chengye nodded, his face ashen, "What's the method you want to use to kill me?"
Ding Jun chuckled, pulled out a white glove from his pocket, and slowly put it on his right hand.
"Just stand there and don't move. I'll punch your chest, and you'll have a cardiac arrest and die instantly, without any pain."
Han Chengye took a deep breath and looked around the house one last time, "Do it."
Ding Jun said no more, and suddenly threw a punch.
Bam!
Using a special technique, it wouldn't cause obvious external injuries, just enough force to make the heart stop suddenly.
Han Chengye collapsed to the ground instantly, showing no signs of life.
