Chapter 88 Master Li Has Arrived

He stared in horror at the intact watermelon rind, then at Ye Ling'er, who was staring at him with a cold expression, and remained speechless for a long time.

Ye Ling'er picked up another slice of watermelon, spat out the seeds, and said, "Really, what a waste of a slice of watermelon. Oh, it's not a waste. I almost forgot that the rind is inedible; it's perfect for feeding the dog."

She then looked at Fang Laosan and said, "How about I give you one too?"

Fang Laosan quickly waved his hand, "No, don't."

Ye Ling'er's face darkened. "If you don't make your move, I'll give you one minute, or I'll twist your head off and kick it like a watermelon."

Fang Laosan pulled out a dagger from his body and walked step by step toward Chai Jianxin. The panic in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by ferocity and madness.

"Chai Jianxin, I've put up with you for too long. You've always treated me like a dog, ordering me around and beating and cursing me at will. Today I'm going all out. I'm going to die anyway, so it's not bad to have someone die with me first!"

As he spoke, Fang Laosan lunged at Chai Jianxin's chest, but he was no match for Chai Jianxin in strength or skill. Chai Jianxin grabbed his wrist, and after a struggle, Fang Laosan was actually killed by Chai Jianxin. He was stabbed more than twenty times before he stopped.

Chai Jianxin's face and body were covered in blood. He stared at Du Meiyan, who was closest to him, with a ferocious expression, and laughed maniacally, "Hahaha, you bitch, don't you hate me for harming your whole family? Well, today I'll make you die again."

As he spoke, he lunged at Du Meiyan, but then realized he had missed. He raised his knife again and lunged, but missed again. Du Meiyan had already moved to the other side and said coldly to him, "Go ahead and try!"

Seeing that he couldn't get close to Du Meiyan at all, he turned his attention to Ye Ling'er, who was still sitting and watching the show. "I'll start with you!"

After saying that, he lunged at Ye Ling'er, but his knife passed right through her body without making contact. Ye Ling'er let out a horrible laugh, "Hehehe, come and kill me if you dare—come again—kill me—I want to taste what it's like to die again—"

Chai Jianxin stabbed again and again, but he couldn't make contact with Ye Ling'er's body at all. Ye Ling'er casually picked up a toothpick and flew it one by one onto his face and body. Chai Jianxin screamed again and again until he used up all the toothpicks and turned into a hedgehog.

He tried to cover his face with his hands, but the pain intensified when he touched the toothpick, and he screamed in agony.

Du Meiyan grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and threw him away. The toothpicks once again became sharp weapons, deeply embedded in his flesh, and his screams were deafening.

He gritted his teeth and fiercely pulled out the toothpicks one by one, leaving small holes all over his face from which blood trickled down. He took off his clothes and desperately covered the wounds.

"You—you let me go, you can have as much money as you want, you can give me all my property, please let me go—" Chai Jianxin finally turned into a coward, sobbing.

"Heh, property? How about this, you take this and smash it against your head ten times. If you don't die, we'll let you go. How about it?"

Ye Ling'er handed him a bottle of red wine, looking at him with a strange smile.

Yes, he killed them with a broken bottle from Li Rui back then, and now it's his turn to taste that same bitterness.

Chai Jianxin blankly took the bottle, looked at them, then at the bottle again, gritted his teeth, and smashed it on his own head.

But this time, it was very light, and it didn't seem to hurt that much. If it happened ten times like that, I probably wouldn't die.

His despair vanished, and just as he was feeling smug, Ye Ling'er squinted and popped another piece of apple into her mouth. "Too light, doesn't count. Let's try again."

Chai Jianxin cursed eighteen times in his heart, but still smashed the bottle hard on his head.

The bottle didn't break, which means it's quite sturdy. My head really hurts, and the wound on my face is gushing blood again, but it's bearable. Ye Ling'er didn't say anything, so it probably counts as one offense.

So Chai Jianxin got even more determined and smashed himself again.

Two times, three times, four times, five times, and by the eighth time, his head felt like a bursting, molten egg yolk pastry, and he collapsed to the ground, like a dead fish.

Du Meiyan walked over and kicked him, "Your soul hasn't even come out yet, so you're not dead, are you? Get up and keep partying. A couple more hits will do."

She literally kicked Chai Jianxin awake.

Chai Jianxin slowly woke up, thinking it was just a dream and that he was no longer alive. But when he saw Du Meiyan, he was filled with tears.

He slowly picked up the broken bottle, his heart filled with despair. Two more times? If he did this, would he ever wake up again?

Just as he was hesitating, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a Taoist-looking man appeared before him, followed by several people who had been frightened away earlier.

"Master Li, this is the place."

The man known as Master Li immediately spotted the two female ghosts and two people lying on the ground, seemingly lifeless. He shouted, "You audacious evil spirits! How dare you stir up trouble here and harm people! This is outrageous!"

Du Meiyan sneered, "Are they human? They're nothing but beasts."

Suddenly, her gaze turned cold. "Back then, wasn't it you who trapped us in the bar?"

"So what if it is? You little devils deserve to be killed!"

"You filthy Taoist priest, you're asking for death!"

Enraged, Ye Ling'er and Du Meiyan rushed over at the same time, wanting to tear this stinking Taoist priest to shreds.

The Taoist priest picked up cinnabar and sprinkled it on them. Wherever the cinnabar touched their bodies, a wisp of smoke rose up, as if they had been burned. The two women screamed in agony.

He then brandished his peach wood sword and swung it at them simultaneously—

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On the road, Yu Xiaoluo and Bao Shuoyu sat in the back seat of the car.

Yu Liang was in front, arguing with Bao Shuoyu in a disjointed way. While waiting for the red and green smoke, Yu Xiaoluo inadvertently looked up and saw a strong aura of yin energy emanating from it, accompanied by a shrill ghostly scream.

Ordinary people can't hear this ghostly cry, but she can.

Her heart tightened. Could it be Ye Ling'er and the others?

Without much thought, he stuck a displacement talisman on his forehead.

Bao Shuoyu sighed softly, "Pull over, your sister's meddling again."

When Yu Liang saw that his sister was no longer in the back, he rolled his eyes at Bao Shuoyu and then looked for an empty parking space nearby.

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Inside the private room.

At this moment, the Taoist's peach wood sword was piercing towards Ye Ling'er's heart. Yu Xiaoluo flicked her finger, and a bead popped out of her hand, deflecting the peach wood sword.