Kill Me In The Last Minute (GL) - Chapter 1

The weather was relentless—snow fell thick and fast, and the wind howled like a raging beast. The storm’s screams echoed through the mountain’s vast gullies, only to be swallowed by the endless abyss.

The icy wind slashed across a woman’s bl00d-streaked face like a blade. Snow whipped against her tangled black hair and stuck to her lashes. Her bloodshot eyes reflected a horrifying scene of corpses and crimson-stained snow.

At the edge of a cliff, members of a police assault squad lay scattered in pools of bl00d. Limbs torn apart, bodies mangled—none were spared. Near them, the lion-shaped emblem of the second squad of the Huayu City Assault Unit was drenched in bl00d, its copper surface slowly being buried by the snow.

This woman, also clad in the black uniform of the assault unit, wore the same lion emblem on her chest. Staggering, she fell to one knee in the snow. Her hands, frozen and purplish, pressed into the icy ground as the effects of a recently injected drug coursed through her, leaving her paralyzed.

In the bl00d-soaked snow, a young officer with twisted limbs lay motionless, half his face buried in the snow. His exposed eye was wide with despair and fear. Gasping for breath, he croaked out weakly, “Captain Meng…”

The woman called Captain Meng was Meng Baisheng, leader of Huayu City’s Assault Unit Second Squad.

Her back bore a gunshot wound, her body riddled with cuts. Hearing the young officer’s call, she struggled to turn her head, locking eyes with him. Tears welled up in the officer’s swollen eyes, and he tried to say more, but before he could, a silenced gunshot cut through the air. A bullet pierced his skull, and his life ended in an instant.

Meng Baisheng’s pupils contracted in shock. Her lips trembled, dried bl00d cracking at the corners, and though she couldn’t speak, her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“It’s all over now,” came a low male voice accompanied by the crunch of boots in the snow.

Meng Baisheng knew who was behind her. Her frozen face couldn’t form an expression, but her voice was laden with sorrow.

“Ruan Mingkun,” she said bitterly, “why did you do this?”

The man, Ruan Mingkun, pressed a gun to the back of her head. A cruel smile spread across his gaunt face, bruised but triumphant. His eyes gleamed with malice as he sneered. “Your father was right. The chairman’s position is a tempting prize.”

Meng Baisheng’s expression twisted into one of mocking disdain. “The greater the temptation, the heavier the price you’ll pay.”

“Seems like you’re paying a steeper price than me, Captain Meng.” Ruan’s gaze swept over the fallen officers, his eyes alight with perverse satisfaction.

“All this… for a title? Colluding with a criminal like Lin Lou? Killing your own comrades? I underestimated you, Ruan Mingkun,” Meng Baisheng spat through gritted teeth.

“You’ve always underestimated me,” Ruan shot back coldly. “Since the beginning, you’ve treated me like a dog—calling, ordering, using me as you pleased. Not once did you think twice about it.”

“Respect and control are worlds apart. You disgust me,” Meng Baisheng retorted with scorn. “You used to shout louder than anyone about protecting Huayu back in 1926. Now, look at you—murdering your own.”

“Don’t mention 1926!” Ruan’s fury erupted as he kicked Meng Baisheng to the ground. Grabbing her hair, he growled into her ear, “The chairman’s seat is for the strongest. To hell with those outdated rules, just like your relic of a father.”

He paused, his voice turning mocking. “Lucky for me, Di Yang’s dead. Maybe fate really is on my side. Lu Heye died saving you on Canglang Island. Zhang Sinan suddenly left the organization. Of the six of us, only you, Fu Bin, and I remain. The gods are telling me it’s my time!”

Meng Baisheng seized the moment, lunging for his gun. She faked left, caught him off guard, and kicked him hard in the shoulder. Rolling forward, she grabbed the fallen weapon and aimed it at him.

But her body betrayed her. Poison and tranquilizer surged through her veins. Darkness blurred her vision, and bl00d gushed from her mouth as her strength ebbed away.

“Impressive,” Ruan taunted, snatching the gun from her trembling hand with ease. “Even in your state, you still fight back. That’s why you were the best close-combat fighter in 1926. But this is where it ends.”

He shoved her back into the pile of corpses.

Among the lifeless bodies, Meng Baisheng’s hand brushed against the frozen face of the young officer who had called her name. His eyes, wide open, still reflected hope. Her heart ached as she gently closed his eyelids.

Behind her were her fallen comrades. Behind them, an endless snowy abyss.

Ruan grabbed her hair again, pressing the gun to her forehead. “Your father, your boyfriend, your comrades—they’re all dead. Only your sister, Su Zhaoyin, remains. But don’t worry. For now, she’s no threat.”

“If anything happens to her,” Meng Baisheng hissed through bloody lips, “I’ll wait for you in hell.”

“Sisters, huh?” Ruan sneered, his bl00d-streaked hand tightening on the trigger. “Too bad you won’t live to see that.”

Meng Baisheng laughed weakly, her voice icy. “You’ll be cast aside like trash one day, Ruan Mingkun. I’ll be waiting for you in hell, watching you beg, unable to escape.”

“Goodbye, Captain Meng,” Ruan said with a twisted grin, pulling the trigger.

Suddenly, the earth trembled. Snow cascaded down the mountainside. Ruan froze, startled.

An avalanche.

Meng Baisheng, along with the corpses, plummeted into the snowy chasm. A final gunshot pierced her shoulder, but she barely felt it as she tumbled into the abyss.

Above her, towering Mount Diwa loomed, shrouded in clouds. For a brief moment, golden light glimmered at its peak.

Before she was swallowed by snow, she glimpsed a figure atop the mountain—a person in a black robe, wearing a white mask. Their eyes reflected the scene below. Without a word, they turned and vanished into the swirling snow.