Chapter 19 The bloody reunion of "Eternal Day" and "Starlight"
——His light, in his hell, is clearly priced.
Mo Xiaohan stood up suddenly, and the temperature in the box seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.
A-Tai looked at his boss in horror: "Boss!?"
Mo Xiaohan didn't say anything, just stared at the stage.
Under the spotlight, something reflected a cold light on the ring finger of the left hand of the "product" on the stage.
Mo Xiaohan's blood froze instantly.
"Zoom in." His voice was terribly low.
The subordinate immediately operated the monitoring system, and the high-definition camera instantly zoomed in -
A plain silver ring with the faint symbol of "eternal day" visible on the ring body
That was his mother's relic.
It was the token of love that he personally put on Ruan Xingchen’s ring finger seventeen years ago!
Mo Xiaohan's wine glass broke, and the amber wine mixed with glass fragments cut a wound on his palm, but he didn't feel any pain.
The only thing left in his sight was the figure kneeling under the spotlight. She was incredibly thin, her collarbone protruding as if it was about to pierce the skin, and her eyes were dull, obviously she had been injected with drugs.
And below the stage, dirty hands were scrambling to raise their bidding paddles.
"One million!"
"One million and five hundred thousand!"
"One million and two hundred thousand!"
Every quote was like a knife, slicing Mo Xiaohan's nerves.
His light, the light he had been waiting for for seventeen years, was now wearing almost transparent lace underwear, with a clear price tag, on his auction block, in his hell.
The auctioneer's voice continued—
"Three and a half million! Is there a higher price? This lady is..."
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and the auctioneer's head jerked back, blood splattering on the scarlet velvet curtain behind him.
The entire auction hall fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to the VIP box on the second floor in horror.
There, a man wearing a silver mask was slowly putting down his pistol, with a half-broken wine glass still gripped between his fingers, and wine mixed with blood dripping from his palm.
"Clear the area."
When this word came out from Mo Xiaohan's teeth, A Tai was already scared to death. He had never seen Boss's expression like this before -
Like he was going to kill someone.
No, it is to destroy the whole world!
"Don't leave anyone behind." Mo Xiaohan's voice was very light, but it made everyone feel like they were falling into hell.
No explanation, no judgment.
Only massacre.
The iron gates at all exits of the auction hall were lowered at the same time, and Mo Xiaohan's private armed forces poured in from various passages, pointing their guns at every guest present. Screams, pleas for mercy, and cries exploded instantly.
But Mo Xiaohan could no longer hear. In his eyes, there was only the curled up, shivering figure on the stage.
Mo Xiaohan walked down the stairs, his steps steady and slow, like a beast approaching its prey.
He shot the first rich man who tried to escape in the head.
The second businessman who knelt down to beg for mercy had his throat crushed by him.
The third one...
He didn't give anyone a chance to live.
Blood spread on the ground like a scarlet carpet, paving his way towards her.
When the last customer fell in a pool of blood, the only sounds left in the entire auction hall were the echoes of gunfire and the thick smell of blood.
Ruan Xingchen knelt in the center of the cage. The anesthetic slowed her thinking, and the gunshots made her chaotic consciousness even more confused.
She vaguely saw a tall figure wearing a silver mask walking towards her, his suit stained with blood, and the silver ring on his left ring finger was particularly eye-catching under the light.
The ring...exactly like hers.
She saw the man half-kneeling in front of her, his bloody hand gently stroking her face.
"My eternal day." Mo Xiaohan's voice was hoarse, like a traveler who had trekked thousands of miles through the desert and finally found an oasis.
"I finally found you." His trembling fingers gently touched her ring-wearing hand, then he lowered his head and rested his forehead on the back of her hand.
"Who are you..." Ruan Xingchen subconsciously shrank back, his eyes full of unfamiliar fear.
He slowly took off his mask, revealing his inky black eyes and a shallow old scar on his left eyelid.
That's her, the eyes in the dream.
"Look at me." He held her face in his hands and forced her to look into his eyes. "Do you remember me?"
Ruan Xingchen shook her head blankly. She struggled to shrink back, whimpering like a small animal in her throat.
Mo Xiaohan froze instantly.
He saw the fear in her eyes, saw her resistance to herself, and saw her...
I don't remember him.
This realization made Mo Xiaohan's heart feel like a piece was being cut out. He reached out to touch her left hand, but Ruan Xingchen suddenly curled up her fingers like a frightened little animal.
"Don't touch it..." She said weakly but stubbornly, "This is... a gift from a very important person..."
Mo Xiaohan's heart clenched tightly at these words.
She still remembered that the ring was important, but she forgot who gave it to her.
"It's okay." He took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her trembling body, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a fragile dream. "I'll let you remember... little by little."
He would make her remember, even in the most extreme way.
When Mo Xiaohan walked out of the auction house carrying Ruan Xingchen horizontally, A Tai and his motorcade were already waiting at the door.
Seeing the person in the boss's arms, Atai's pupils trembled——
That ring! It's on this girl's hand right now!
"Boss, she is..."
"Shut up." Mo Xiaohan carefully placed Ruan Xingchen in the back seat of the car, his voice low and dangerous, "Find out who sent her here, everyone involved..."
He looked back at the bloodbathed auction house, a cruel arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I want them to live a life worse than death."
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