No one knew what Chen Hu looked like, not even Hua Mi.

They had no idea what Pink Bro looked like.

But Hua Mi knew what Fang Xin looked like.

Standing by the roadside waiting for Gong Yi, I saw a group of women and disheveled male customers running out of the red-light district.

When they encountered a garrison, they would crouch down with their heads in their hands, waiting for the garrison to leave with their guns. Then, the clients and prostitutes would run frantically toward the highway.

There were too many people and it was too chaotic, but Hua Mi still raised her gun and aimed it at Fang Xin.

After thinking for a moment, she switched to an AK47 and fired a bullet that hit Fang Xin in the leg.

People on the road were even more terrified, and they ran around in a chaotic frenzy, like a pot of porridge.

Fang Xin fell to the ground, watching Monkey King pretend to protect the unconscious Qin Xiaolan as he ran away from her sight.

Even Monkey King didn't turn around to look at her.

No one around could help her. Fang Xin tried to move, but her leg had been shot and she couldn't move at all.

A thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. The bright red blood fell onto the white snow, and Fang Xin panicked, crying out loudly yet weakly:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I was tricked into coming here too, please don't!"

The men and women, rushing about in a frenzy, paid no attention to her.

Hua Mi holstered her gun and walked forward from the roadside. Surrounded by people running around in a panic, she stood in the chaotic crowd and looked at Fang Xin on the ground.

"elder sister."

Fang Xin also saw Hua Mi wearing a raincoat. As if she had found a savior, she endured the pain and dragged her bullet-struck leg towards Hua Mi.

"Sister, protect me! The garrison fired at me. Explain to them that I was tricked into coming here too."

Even now, she still believes that the person who shot her was a garrison officer and that Hua Mi wouldn't kill her.

No matter how hard she tried, she never imagined that the bullet in her leg was fired by Hua Mi.

No matter how many people escaped from the red-light district, there would always be a moment when they all ran out. By the time most of the survivors on this road had run away, Hua Mi had already reached Fang Xin.

The murderous intent in her eyes was obvious.

He brandished a watermelon knife.

It's not worth wasting another bullet on someone like Fang Xin.

Fang Xin, lying on the ground, seemed to finally notice the murderous aura emanating from Hua Mi. In disbelief, she dragged her injured leg backward.

"Sister, sister, please don't do this! It's me, Fang Xin! Have you lost your mind?"

Hua Mi, carrying the knife, followed her forward.

Fang Xin shook her head, leaving a long trail of blood in the snow, and cried loudly.

"Why, why didn't you protect me? The garrison fired at me, why are you trying to scare me too?"

"I'm not kidding, I really am going to kill you today."

Hua Mi stepped forward, her expression icy.

Fang Xin, lying on the ground, had tears and snot all over her face from crying.

"Why? If I die, who will take care of my father? Even if our Fang family didn't raise you in luxury, back then, if it weren't for our Fang family giving you a place to live, you wouldn't even know where you died."

Fang Xin practically roared these words.

Hua Mi looked down at her and smiled.

"Your father starved to death in your tent, and you've never gone back to see him? So how can you talk about supporting your father?"

These words startled Fang Xin. Fang Huai was dead?

Such a person is like a weed, able to survive no matter how harsh the environment. What happened to him?

For a moment, Fang Xin didn't know what to say.

She clearly didn't believe it, yet everything told her that there were clues to follow.

When Fang Huai left the tent, he had been beaten so badly by Monkey King that he could barely move.

Fang Xin didn't care. After all, he was a father who had never sheltered her from the wind and rain, so how could she possibly think more about him?

Under extreme survival conditions, it's already quite remarkable that Fang Xin can take care of herself.

Immediately, Fang Xin realized what was happening and glared fiercely at Hua Mi.

"What do you mean by telling me all this? I don't feel guilty at all. If you hadn't abandoned us, my father wouldn't have died."

"How did I end up like this?"

"Hua Mi! You are outstanding in every way. You are clearly a bastard who has lost his parents. Why should you be happier than me? Why?"

I wonder when a person's earliest memory can be traced back?

In Fang Xin's earliest memory, Hua Mi's parents were still alive, and her childhood and Hua Mi's childhood were two extremely contrasting periods.

In the Fang family, Fang Xin's parents were always arguing, constantly arguing about money, work, life, and all sorts of other things.

Most of the time, it ends with the parents fighting each other.

In the Hua family, Hua Mi lived like a little princess. She had many beautiful new dresses, a whole piggy bank full of coins, a brand-new study desk, and a pair of humble, gentle, and loving parents.

She also has a clean and tidy large bedroom.

Why? Why doesn't Fang Xin have a life like Hua Mi's?

Fang Xin never understood why this was happening. Why did she have to have such terrible parents? Why did Hua Mi, who was her sister, have a better life than her?

Fortunately, Hua Mi's parents died, and Hua Mi became an even more pitiful wretch than her.

She moved from that beautiful and spacious house to the cramped, dark, and tense Fang family home, where Fang Xin's parents, pitying Hua Mi, gave her a place to live.

Fang Xin was overjoyed at that time. She had always envied and been jealous of Hua Mi, who was living a more miserable life than her.

How could Fang Xin not be happy?

But this happiness didn't last long.

During her years at the Fang family, Hua Mi did not experience the twisted personality and bleak life that Fang Xin had imagined, despite the petty squabbles and hardships she endured.

On the contrary, everything about the Fang family made Hua Mi more resilient and unyielding. She even got into a good university and eventually had the life that Fang Xin longed for.

Why is this happening? Can't that poor thing who has lost his parents just stay poor forever?

If Hua Mi's life hadn't been so good, Fang Xin might have felt better, and she wouldn't have been so envious and jealous of Hua Mi.

"Are you done talking?"

Hua Mi had already walked up to Fang Xin, pointing a watermelon knife at her.

"No one can choose the cards they are dealt. It's fate that deals the cards. If you have the wrong mindset, you can lose the whole game no matter how good your hand is."

"You've already played all your cards. I originally just didn't want to deal with you, but I'm killing you today because you've been using my name to cause trouble everywhere, which makes it impossible for me to let you live."

Fang Xin screamed, and a flash of silver light, covered in snowflakes, appeared before her eyes. She fell to the ground in the snow.

I really need to lose weight; I feel like I'm gaining several pounds every day.

(End of this chapter)