Chapter 8

"Hey, it's really lively here!" Just as these people slowly moved forward to surround the two sisters, an extremely inappropriate voice sounded.

It was the brown-haired man again. He still spoke in that gentle, familiar tone, as if he were at a friend's gathering, to the Wen Hai Xin sisters: "I'm glad we meet again..."

A middle-aged man with a bad expression walked up to him: "Who the hell are you..."

Thus, the crowd saw another free "fireworks" show.

Although the scene was bloody, none of these people, except for the Wen Hai Xin sisters, had seen less blood in the past few days. They were just more cautious about his无形的杀人手段. In the absence of a clear understanding of the man's intentions, they all chose to remain silent, only staring at him with murderous eyes.

These dozens of bloodthirsty thugs had no effect on the man; his attention was still on the Wen Hai Xin sisters.

"I'm a good guy, really!" He spread his hands and smiled more gently, "I just want to borrow something from you, something you picked up not long ago. It's big, a blue glass block."

"This?" Wen Hai Xin looked puzzled, and her sister Wen Hai Bei suddenly spoke up timidly. As she held out her small hand, a blue "seven-sided crystal" glowed faintly in her white palm.

The brown-haired man, who had seemed indifferent all along, finally showed some emotion. He reached out excitedly, "That's it."

"It's mine!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the center of the thugs. A man in a tank top, with a bald head and arms covered in tattoos, rushed over.

When the brown-haired man gestured the shape of the "seven-sided crystal," the expressions of these thugs changed. When Wen Hai Bei took out the "seven-sided crystal," they all looked eager to try. Seeing it about to be taken by the brown-haired man, the leader of the group finally couldn't hold back.

This bald man was extremely tall, even taller than the tallest people around him. With his muscular build, he charged forward like a fully powered heavy truck, making a loud and imposing noise.

The brown-haired man didn't even look at him, directly taking the "seven-sided crystal" from Wen Hai Bei's hand.

The bald man's face twisted, his eyes red with anger. He was only a few steps away from the brown-haired man. Just as he was considering how to give this defenseless man a painful lesson, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his fist to his chest, ready to swing, but then quickly moved it to block his neck.

As soon as his hand was in place, a deep blood mark suddenly appeared on his thick arm, as if he had been slashed by a large knife, and blood spurted out.

"Not bad!" The brown-haired man finally turned his gaze and smiled at him.

Faced with his gentle smile, the bald man looked as if he had seen a ghost. He roared and jumped back frantically. In mid-air, blood spurted from his chest, and a deep, bone-visible wound appeared. If he had been any slower, he would have been gutted.

At this moment, the brown-haired man suddenly reached out and touched his wrist, where a wristwatch was still unexpectedly glowing in an environment where no electronic devices were used.

"Such a hassle!" He muttered, completely ignoring everyone, and turned to leave. This time, no one dared to stop this seemingly gentle man.

"Big brother, thank you so much." In the oppressive silence, it was Wen Hai Xin who spoke first. She walked up to the bald man, smiling and taking his arm, completely ignoring the blood on him. "If it weren't for you, we sisters would have been in danger."

As she spoke, she carefully used a handkerchief to treat his wounds. She noticed that the two wounds had already closed, and under the large amount of blood, only two faint red lines were visible. Not being a professional doctor, she didn't understand how terrifying such a constitution was, nor did she understand the implications behind it. She just looked a bit surprised and then bandaged his wounds.

The bald man's name was Huang Zu Gu, a low-level bouncer at a bar, an ordinary nobody. He could never have imagined in his wildest dreams that a woman with top-notch looks, figure, and demeanor would speak to him so sweetly. Feeling the softness at his elbow, seeing her beautiful face full of admiration, and smelling the high-quality perfume, Huang Zu Gu was completely intoxicated by the endless charm. He couldn't help but laugh loudly and proudly, "That pretty boy, I could crush him with one hand."

"You're so amazing!" Wen Hai Xin continued to flatter him.

"There's even more amazing stuff." He said, pinching her plump buttocks forcefully.

Wen Hai Xin felt all her hair stand on end, her heart filled with disgust and a desire to kill. But she let out a low, shocked cry and gave him a flirtatious look, "You're going to kill me."

This seductive and flirtatious manner made Huang Zu Gu's lower body so hard he could barely move. If not for the presence of his comrades, he would have already lost control.

It wasn't that he was shy; they had shared women before. This time, he planned to keep her to himself.

Wen Hai Xin was even more beautiful than many of the celebrities he had seen in movies and TV. How could he share such a woman? He was determined to make her his exclusive possession.

"Come, let's talk inside." He led Wen Hai Xin into a nearby building, his limited brain working hard to find a reason to get rid of the others. In this newly formed alliance, his position was not yet secure. He subconsciously wanted to make his intentions less obvious—though they were already quite obvious.

Feeling the curves of the woman in his arm, he felt his body heat up, his blood rushing to one place. He didn't notice the expressions of his subordinates as the woman turned her face.

Everyone except Huang Zu Gu saw how she forced a smile to please him, then looked at them with a pitiful, pleading gaze. Some of the more emotional ones felt their hearts breaking.

"Boss Huang!" Just as the poor beauty was about to be dragged into the building, one of the men couldn't hold back.

Huang Zu Gu turned his head. The speaker was one of the most influential among them, Yuan Yong, who could be considered the second-in-command. He glared at him fiercely.

Yuan Yong immediately regretted it. He wasn't like Huang Zu Gu, a man with only muscles in his head. He had just been overheated before, but now he knew it was a beauty trap.

"This woman, this woman..." Seeing Huang Zu Gu's menacing approach, he pointed at Wen Hai Xin, trying to explain but not knowing how to say it clearly.

He was met with a massive fist.

Huang Zu Gu wasn't a kind person; he just had a good sense of self-awareness. Knowing his mind wasn't quick, he had earned his current position through hard work and fighting. Yuan Yong's actions made him feel threatened, especially the gesture towards Wen Hai Xin, which he saw as a challenge to his authority. This touched his bottom line, and he dealt with the threat in his most skilled way.

Yuan Yong didn't expect it, so he was hit in the face.

"Bang!" His head exploded like it had been hit by a heavy truck, red and white matter splattering everywhere.

"Anyone else?" Huang Zu Gu roared, waving his arms to show his strength, indicating to his subordinates that even injured, he was not to be underestimated.

Seeing them all cower in fear, he smiled viciously.

"Boss." Just as he turned to hug Wen Hai Xin again, another thin man stepped forward, also a leader, Song Jian.

"This!" Under Huang Zu Gu's killing gaze, he took out a small piece of "seven-sided crystal" from the dead Yuan Yong's body.

"Good job!" Huang Zu Gu smiled in satisfaction and reached out to take it.

As he raised his arm, his chest was completely exposed. Song Jian's right hand suddenly shot out, three fingers together, and jabbed into Huang Zu Gu's heart, then retreated frantically, moving back faster than a normal person could run.

"Ah—" Huang Zu Gu's arm swept the air, missing, and he clutched his chest, blood gushing out uncontrollably from between his fingers.

He roared and charged at Song Jian, who dodged skillfully. After several attempts, Huang Zu Gu finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground, swaying.

Wen Hai Xin, with a flirtatious smile, was about to speak to him but saw the man who had just taken the leader's position kneel beside Yuan Yong, bow his head, and kiss the bloodied head, tears streaming down his face, overwhelmed with grief.

Wen Hai Xin's face turned white. She turned to her sister, signaling Wen Hai Bei to come to her side.

"Close your eyes." She gently hugged Wen Hai Bei and whispered for her to close her eyes. Then she suddenly took out a small fruit knife and forcefully cut her sister's neck, severing the major artery.

Blood spurted out like an arrow, splashing onto her body and face. Her face turned pale as she released her sister, who fell to the ground in disbelief, and then stabbed herself.

A black shadow flashed, and Song Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, rushed over and knocked the fruit knife away.

Her sister's warm blood still flowed on her face, and Wen Hai Xin's mind was blank. She vaguely felt several men pounce on her, pinning her down, tearing her clothes, and forcing her to kneel in the most humiliating position.

When a man pressed against her plump buttocks, she closed her eyes, numbly waiting for the humiliation to begin.

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**End of Chapter**