“Yes, Master Xuanwu, Golden Scar is hiding in that villa.” The man repeatedly warned, “Our brothers scouted the villa beforehand, and there are many experts inside. Master Xuanwu, please be extremely careful.”

"Okay, thank you."

Ji Xiaoxiao refused their request for assistance and ventured into the lion's den alone.

"Who are you? Do you have an invitation?" The gatekeeper dutifully asked the stranger standing at the villa's gate.

Ji Xiaoxiao ignored it and gently slapped the large iron gate with her palm, sending it flying several meters away.

"A master." The two gatekeepers exchanged a glance and pressed the alarm.

The alarm suddenly went off, startling everyone in the villa.

Ji Xiaoxiao moved as if she were in an empty place, killing gods and Buddhas alike, and had no obstacles in her way.

"A low-level Earth-rank expert? Gu Jing really is a good son-in-law."

Ji Xiaoxiao looked at the man lying on the ground, his body shattered into pieces. She had an excellent memory; this dead man was one of the experts who had ambushed and chased her at the Gu family's residence that day.

Those who surrendered were ignored by Ji Xiaoxiao. Those who met her head-on were met with swift and decisive action from Ji Xiaoxiao, who showed no hesitation whatsoever. Regardless of age or gender, anyone who disobeyed her was to die.

In an instant, the villa was awash in blood, corpses littered the ground, a living hell.

Ji Xiaoxiao searched the villa from top to bottom, inside and out, and finally found the pale-faced Golden Scar in a secret room under the wine cellar.

"Long time no see, Scarface, do you still remember me?"

"You bastard, my son-in-law is Gu Jing, the president of Z country. You've messed with me, do you want to be wanted by Z country worldwide?" Scarface roared.

Even on the verge of death, he still dared to boast so shamelessly. Ji Xiaoxiao laughed.

Ji Xiaoxiao raised her foot and stomped on Jin Daoba's legs, breaking both of them. With his legs broken, he would be unable to walk, let's see how he escapes now.

Bending down, she took Jin Daoba's ankle and slowly walked uphill. Ji Xiaoxiao had a bright smile on her face and cheerfully sang a lighthearted tune.

"Tell me, how can I repay you?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

Jin Daoba was in excruciating pain, and he cursed Ji Xiaoxiao, wishing her a terrible death.

"I deserve a terrible death? Evil is punished and good is rewarded. You have killed countless people and committed many evils. You, Golden Scarface, are the one who deserves a terrible death."

Ji Xiaoxiao dragged Jin Daoba into the master bedroom and placed him in the bathtub. Unafraid that he would escape, Ji Xiaoxiao turned and went to the kitchen, turning on the gas to boil several kettles of water.

"I really can't think of any other way to torment you, so I can only offer this as a token gesture."

Ji Xiaoxiao carried the kettle; the heat was still scalding even through the metal sheet. With a smile, she poured the kettle, and the hot water slowly filled the bathtub.

"Ahhh..."

Ji Xiaoxiao pressed Jin Daoba's pressure points, rendering him unable to move and only able to roar and howl.

"Is it comfortable?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

On the kitchen stove, the kettle hissed, the water was boiling again.

"Does it feel good? I'll add a little more for you."

Ji Xiaoxiao went downstairs to get a new kettle and poured the hot water over Jin Daoba's head. Jin Daoba opened his mouth, and some of the hot water flowed in, scalding him so much that he could no longer speak.

After several rounds, Ji Xiaoxiao got bored. She turned on the showerhead in the bathtub, and the sound of rushing water filled the air. The water in the bathtub rose higher and higher, gradually overflowing Jin Daoba's mouth and even his nose. He gurgled and gasped for breath.

A minute later, Ji Xiaoxiao picked up Jin Daoba. Jin Daoba coughed, panting heavily, his face red and swollen, looking truly pitiful.

Golden Scarface glared at Ji Xiaoxiao and said with difficulty, "Xuanwen, I forgot to tell you, before I tore your brother to pieces, your daughter gave him to me as a filial offering. I tasted him, and he was quite sweet. No matter what I do to him, youth is a good thing; he'll be full of energy the next day."

"Oh, right, and your husband and son, one too old and the other too young, so I gave them to my hunting dogs. They're a family, no matter what, they never die."

Scarface Jin is a wicked man who recklessly harms Ji Xiaoxiao.

With a sullen face, Ji Xiaoxiao dragged the person into the villa and put them into the trunk of the car.

"Master Xuanwu, you've finally arrived! If you'd been any slower, the police from the US would have been here." They'd damaged the villa's surveillance equipment; as long as they didn't leave any fatal evidence, they were sure to get away scot-free.

Ji Xiaoxiao got into the car and asked them, "Does anyone know of any sand pits nearby?"

"battlefield?"

The car turned left and right, arriving at a deserted construction site.

"A commercial building is planned to be built here, and we need to find a sand quarry. This is the only place nearby."

The sun had already set, and the migrant workers had gone back to their rest areas to eat and drink.

Ji Xiaoxiao got out of the car and saw a large area of ​​sand. She found some planks and built a simple coffin.

"Could you please bring me the Golden Scar?"

When Jin Daoba was brought over, Ji Xiaoxiao had just made a few small holes in the coffin.

“Golden Scarface, if you hadn’t said those things to me, you would be dead by now. But why did you have to be so stubborn and provoke me?” Ji Xiaoxiao forcefully pressed several acupoints on Golden Scarface’s body. This was a special acupoint pressing technique. The person whose acupoints were pressed would remain motionless for three days and three nights, but would be invigorated and have their five senses amplified several times over.

Disgraced, Ji Xiaoxiao closed the coffin lid, dug a sand pit, and buried the coffin.

"Waaaaah..."

"Enjoy this little hole in the coffin lid. If you don't move, you have at least five more hours to live."

After filling in the sand, Ji Xiaoxiao patted it down with a shovel to make sure it was firmly packed.

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