"Have you ever drunk anything that someone handed you?" Ma Linghua asked, staring at him.

"No... ah... wait... let me think." His mind raced, and suddenly, his eyes widened.

"I...I remember now, it was my landlord. Just a week ago, he bought me a bottle of Red Bull, saying that he was working hard and that he could see I was having a tough time, so he gave me a can of Red Bull. I took it back to my room and drank it right away." As he spoke, he became increasingly upset.

Upon hearing this, the female ghost's resentment surged. "Damn it, that despicable man! He actually tricked me into this!"

“Listen to that, you heard it all! Stop messing with that young man, go find his landlord!” Ma Linghua felt that the wronged should be held accountable, and it would be bad to kill the wrong person.

The female ghost slowly descended from the man's body, then suddenly floated towards him.

"You're lying! You're lying! It's you! It's you! You can't fool me! I heard your voice that day! You liar! You beast!" A series of shrill and tragic ghostly howls echoed throughout the supermarket.

"Mom? What should we do?" Ma Hehua asked guiltily, realizing she had gotten herself into trouble.

“Grandma, Mom, let’s stand under the monitor.” Ma Lihua responded immediately.

So the three of them walked to a place with no blind spots.

The supermarket was dimly lit and deserted, with only a few passersby walking by outside.

The man was so frightened that he fell to the supermarket floor. A chill ran down his spine, and he instinctively looked up, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Before he could react, the female ghost instantly floated in front of him and extended her long, sharp fingernails.

The fingernails gleamed eerily in the dim light, like blades from hell.

The man stared in horror, trying to back away, but found his legs were pinned down as if by lead weights, unable to move an inch.

The female ghost moved with lightning speed, her fingernails piercing straight into the man's eyeballs.

In an instant, excruciating pain surged through him like a tidal wave, and the man let out a series of agonizing howls.

The sound echoed in the empty supermarket, shrill and desperate.

His hands instinctively reached for his eyes, trying to stop the terrible damage, but it was too late.

His body lost its support and he fell heavily onto the supermarket floor.

Blood gushed from his eyes, staining his face and the ground beneath him.

His body was convulsing uncontrollably, each tremor accompanied by a painful groan.

The female ghost showed no pity whatsoever. She coldly watched the man struggle on the ground and slowly plucked out his eyeballs.

The eyeball in her hand looked like a precious gem.

She stuck out her tongue and gently licked the bloodstains on her hand, a look of ecstasy on her face.

"That day, you weren't the only one, were you? There were two other bastards who defiled me. If you just tell me, I might spare your life." The female ghost's voice seemed to come from the deepest abyss, carrying a bewitching magic.

The man was now in extreme pain and fear. His consciousness was beginning to blur, but his instinct for survival made him try his best to answer the female ghost's questions.

He opened his mouth, but could only utter indistinct sounds: "I...I don't know..."

The female ghost's face instantly turned grim, her eyes revealing boundless rage and murderous intent: "You're lying! Do you think you can fool me like this?"

She raised her foot and stomped hard on the man's chest.

The man's ribs cracked with a chilling sound, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Please... let me go..." the man pleaded with his last bit of strength.

The female ghost sneered, "Let you go? You filthy men all deserve to die!"

At that moment, the temperature inside the supermarket seemed to drop to freezing point, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

The female ghost's long hair fluttered in the wind, and her figure appeared even more sinister and terrifying under the dim light.

The man's breathing grew weaker and weaker, and his eyes began to glaze over.

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, he seemed to see the mistakes he had made.

It was a dark night when he and two other men committed an unforgivable crime against an innocent woman. Now, retribution has finally come.

The female ghost crouched down, leaned close to the man's ear, and whispered, "It's okay if you don't tell me. I will find you all one by one and make you pay the price."

“Yes, girl, we women have to be ruthless. You’re doing great right now, keep it up,” Ma Linghua replied.

The female ghost glanced at the three men with her blood-red eyes, her hands trembling slightly. She wanted to kill them, to kill all three of them at once.

“Good spirit, a promising talent. By the way, if you’re going to kill us, hurry up, we’re about to leave, or you’ll miss your chance.” Ma Linghua said with a slight smile.

Could this be another trap? The female ghost dared not act rashly. She wasn't stupid, and these three people didn't seem to show her any fear.

After thinking for a moment, the female ghost stood up, and her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The man was left unconscious, but they didn't kill him. It seems there's more to the story. The man lay quietly on the supermarket floor, blood still flowing.

"Grandma, let's call 120 for him!" Ma Lihua felt it was bad luck for someone to die right under their noses on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

"Okay, let's play one!"

The supermarket returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

However, that horrific scene was forever etched in the man's heart.

The ambulance arrived, carried the man away, and even called the police.

The three members of the Ma family: "……………………"

They didn't manage to leave; instead, they went to the police station for questioning and to give a statement.

"Tell me! What happened at Diandengpao?" A senior police officer looked at the three of them.

"Who is Diandengpao?" Ma Hehua asked curiously.

"She's the cashier at that supermarket."

"Oh! Him! He brought it on himself. He and two other men killed a girl, and she came back as a vengeful ghost. You know what, she was pretty good. Without saying a word, she jumped up and unleashed a set of Nine Yin White Bone Claws, 'snap snap snap snap,' gouging out his eyes. She even licked them a few more times. After that, she left, probably to go find the other two men." Ma Hehua gave a passionate speech, spitting everywhere, and the old policeman's teacup was covered in her spittle.

Perhaps because she had eaten instant noodles, there was still a faint trace of oil in her spit.

Looking at the tea, the old policeman closed his eyes briefly. "Alright, stop talking. If what you're saying is true, then I have to hand it over to the relevant department."

He spoke very quickly, and without saying a word, he made a phone call and had someone take the three of them to another interrogation room.