"Remember, the person who killed you was named Yan Zhuo."

"Yan Zhuo, the name of Yan Can".

When Yan Zhuo said those words, Chen Zhou was already on his last breath.

At this moment, all four of his limbs were broken, and his hands and feet were folded or dangling in a bizarre and twisted posture, like a puppet that was missing screws to hold it in place, with no part of his body under his control.

His body no longer belonged to him.

Pain, however, only clung to him.

Intense pain emanated from all over his body, making even breathing excruciating.

After Yan Zhuo finished speaking, his mind cleared up for a moment.

Yan Can?

Who is that?

Before he could even ask the question, a familiar, hard fist struck his face.

He didn't know how many teeth he had lost, but he could always feel air leaking out of his mouth when he opened it. What was even more terrifying was that he felt a dampness on the back of his head, as if water was flowing out or wind was blowing in.

As the excruciating pain intensified, a figure slowly appeared in his mind.

So it was her?

That girl who always gets in Xiangxiang's way and makes her unhappy all the time should have died long ago...

"You remember now?"

"Then remember, it was I who killed you."

After saying this, Yan Zhuo showed no more mercy, decisively ending the one-sided torture and removing Chen Zhou from the death list.

Who's next?

...

7 PM.

Winter nights fall earlier, and the unlit streets and alleys are pitch black, so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face.

While stomping on the pig's head under his feet, Su Shaoyang continued making phone calls. When he found that no one was answering, he clicked his tongue in annoyance, then squatted down, grabbed the pig's head by the hair, and slammed it hard against the moldy stone steps.

"I knew you would come looking for me sooner or later..."

Despite being beaten to a pulp, Zhao Chen still retained some consciousness.

He recognized Su Shaoyang and Su Shaoze.

"Do you know you're going to die tonight?" Su Shaoze said expressionlessly, raising his foot to kick. He wasn't a professional boxer, but revenge didn't require professional moves; even a flurry of punches could kill someone.

Su Shaoyang was afraid that he would really be beaten to death and he would have no chance, so he quickly pushed him away, saying, "It's my turn."

He was hitting him while uttering hurtful words.

"You will die tonight."

"The Zhao family will be wiped out tonight, and your parents, barring any unforeseen circumstances, will spend the rest of their lives in prison. Or they might be lucky and die on the spot upon learning of your death."

"In short, the Zhao family will cease to exist, and all of this is thanks to Su Xiangxiang."

He was just saying what he wanted to say, and he didn't care what Zhao Chen thought.

A few minutes later.

Su Shaoze said, "That's enough."

Su Shaoyang said, "Not enough."

He wanted to kick them a few more times, but Xi Bai called to tell them that Xu Lin and Chen Zhou were both dead.

Su Shaoyang's expression changed immediately, and he withdrew his foot, saying to Su Shaoze, "Then we should change venues. Our sister is ours, and we can't let Yan Zhu do everything by herself."

Although Yan Zhuo also has this qualification.

Or rather, he is the most qualified person.

...

Unlike Chen Zhou and his two companions, Su Xiangxiang rarely went out alone. She spent almost all her time with Chu Xun, whose powerful background and broad chest gave her more confidence and a sense of security.

But tonight is different.

"Brother Chu Xun, do you feel like someone is watching us?"

Although there were hardly any people around when they were alone, Chu Xun still ordered all the servants in the villa to go back to their rooms after Su Xiangxiang said that, until only the two of them were left in the villa.

"There's no one here now."

As he spoke, he reached out to tug at Su Xiangxiang's dress again. When he saw the deep teeth marks under the shoulder strap, his eyes darkened, and he bent down and bit down on the teeth marks again.

Before he could even exert any force, the person beneath him let out a scream.

"ah!"

The terrified screams interrupted Chu Xun's enjoyment. He looked at Su Xiangxiang with some displeasure, and seeing that she was looking elsewhere, he abruptly turned her head and said, "Look at me!"

Su Xiangxiang looked a little dazed, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "I think I just saw someone outside the window."

This is Chu Xun's villa. Everyone who works here knows his temper well. It's absolutely impossible to stay here after he yells "Get out!"

But she clearly saw a dark shadow.

Chu Xun didn't even look at him, finding it absurd. "Who is it? Are you unwilling to do it, or are you thinking of someone else?"

He grabbed Su Xiangxiang's chin and said viciously, "Let me guess, is it that guy surnamed Xi from the capital? Is it that illegitimate son of the Chen family who crawls around in the shadows? Or are those two good-for-nothings, Zhao Chen and Xu Lin?"

Su Xiangxiang shook her head.

How could Brother Chu Xun think of her like that?

Why would she think of those insignificant people?

But Chu Xun insisted that she give an answer, otherwise he would choke her and not let go. So she had no choice but to say, "There is no one else, only you. I only want you, Brother Chu Xun."

Chu Xun was satisfied, but not entirely.

Seeing that Su Xiangxiang was still looking outside, he sneered and dialed a number.

"Since we're not thinking about them, let them hear what we're doing. It's not the first time anyway..."

The phone was still ringing, but Chu Xun had already forced himself on her.

Su Xiangxiang instinctively wanted to refuse, but she was powerless against Chu Xun and could only submit to him, completely falling for him.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Xun finally stopped.

Su Xiangxiang got up and put on some clothes. She was about to wake Chu Xun up and go back to his room to sleep when she saw a dark shadow flash past her eyes.

"ah!"

Chu Xun frowned and stood up. Before he could start cursing, Su Xiangxiang suddenly threw herself into his arms and said that there were people in the house.

"Where is anyone?"

Chu Xun looked at her and smiled. "Still not awake?"

He was about to continue when Su Xiangxiang quickly pushed him away, saying, "I didn't see wrong, there really was someone, they just flew right in front of me."

Chu Xun found it amusing and said that those flying around were ghosts, not people, so where were the ghosts?

Then Su Xiangxiang pointed behind him with a ferocious expression.

Chu Xun was taken aback.

His expression remained unchanged, but his hand had already subconsciously reached to the side.

There was nothing on the sofa that could be used as a weapon, so the teapot and fruit knife on the coffee table not far away became his targets.

Before he could calculate how long it would take to get all of this, the person in his arms suddenly pushed him away and fled in a panic.

Su Xiangxiang actually pushed him away and ran away alone?

Chu Xun found it hard to accept this fact, but soon he suffered another heavy blow to his back.

Knowing he couldn't do without a weapon, he reached for the coffee table again, only to be suddenly kicked and slammed into it.

My eyes felt like they'd been smashed; I couldn't see anything for a moment.

Yet he could feel the imported fruit knife piercing his palm with perfect clarity.