Chapter 2

The silver-gray Lamborghini sped down the street, and in less than three minutes, it had arrived at the building where Luo Chong lived.

Of course, this was also because Luo Chong's home was very close to the seaside scenic area, and it would only take about ten minutes to walk there.

During this time, Luo Chong did not shout or even speak a word. Instead, he carefully observed the reactions of the countless passersby on the street outside the car window.

The extremely eye-catching luxury sports car had a near 100%回头率 (turning head rate), and through the various expressions of the passersby, Luo Chong could confirm that everything he saw was real. If it were an illusion, it wouldn't be so detailed and rich.

All of this was enough to prove that he had encountered an unexpected and bizarre event. In a state where he couldn't move and had no ability to resist, even if he shouted like a woman, it would be of no use. He could only force himself to calm down and try to think of a way to escape and save himself.

This was a residential area built twenty years ago. The houses were not very old, and his home was a two-bedroom apartment with a floor area of about eighty square meters.

His mother had once said that this was the only property left by his father before he disappeared, which finally gave them a place to live.

Luo Chong couldn't possibly believe that the guy beside him was really his father, but by the way he effortlessly arrived at his building, it was clear that he was quite familiar with his situation.

"Who is this guy, and what are his intentions?"

Before getting out of the car, Luo Chong was still pondering: "First, he is a rich man, definitely not a robber or kidnapper. I've never heard of someone committing a crime in a Lamborghini... Could it be that Wang Haoqiang arranged this on purpose, wanting to mess with me?"

But then he thought it was impossible. No matter how rich Wang Haoqiang's family was, they wouldn't hire such a bizarre person to use black magic against a small fry like him...

Such a conspicuous Lamborghini entering a low-end residential area for ordinary people would inevitably attract attention. After the man in black got out of the car, Luo Chong was also forced to get out.

"Do you see? Human greed, jealousy, and vanity are the qualities we like to exploit the most."

The man in black smiled faintly and led Luo Chong upstairs.

Luo Chong remained silent, thinking to himself: "Mom probably hasn't come home from work yet. I must find a way to notify her, tell her not to come back, and call the police immediately."

But his phone was in his back pocket, and his hands couldn't move normally, so he couldn't take it out.

On the third floor, the guy didn't even use a key. He didn't know what method he used, but he easily opened the security door with a light pull.

After entering the house, Luo Chong felt a bit relieved that his mother hadn't come back yet.

The small two-bedroom, one-living room apartment was decorated in the style of twenty years ago, with yellow-painted wooden panels. Most of the furniture was old, but in Luo Chong's eyes, it was a clean, tidy, and warm home.

The guy stood in the living room, took a deep breath, and nodded slightly: "It's still her scent, but she's old, no longer the silly little girl she used to be."

The two of them sat down on the single sofa in the living room, facing each other, less than two meters apart. Of course, these actions were not under Luo Chong's control.

After sitting down, his eyes were filled with a mocking look, and he said, "Don't worry, she'll be back soon, she's on her way. Today is your birthday, right? She looks quite happy."

Mentioning his mother, Luo Chong finally couldn't help but speak, his voice hoarse and muffled: "Who are you? Don't make things difficult for my mom."

"How could I?"

He shrugged and smiled, "She's my woman, and in the years since I left, she hasn't found another man. Why would I make things difficult for such a good woman?"

Hearing this bastard say that his mother was his woman, Luo Chong wanted to rush forward and tear him apart, but in such a disadvantageous situation, he didn't even dare to say a harsh word, for fear of angering him and causing harm to his mother.

The living room temporarily fell silent, and the two men waited quietly. Luo Chong wanted to call his mother, but he had neither the opportunity nor the ability.

He felt that he was using all his strength, but his fingers couldn't move at all.

Time passed minute by minute, and Luo Chong was anxious, but he had no way to do anything.

Finally, the sound of keys turning in the lock came from the front door. Luo Chong's chest tightened, and he was about to shout loudly to tell his mother not to come in, but he found himself silenced again, with a breath stuck in his throat, unable to make a sound.

The door opened, and Luo Chong's mother, Luo Xinyi, walked in, wearing a black short-sleeved dress, light beige stockings, and black half-high heels.

Luo Xinyi gave birth to Luo Chong at the age of twenty and was only thirty-eight this year. She didn't look old at all; anyone would believe she was in her early thirties. However, Luo Chong always thought that if he had a happy and complete family, most of the burdens of life could be carried by a man, and his mother would look even younger and healthier.

"Xiao Chong, you're back."

Luo Xinyi bent down to change into slippers and, when she turned around and looked up, she saw that there was a man in the house. She was slightly taken aback, thinking that it might be her son's friend who had come to celebrate his birthday.

But the next moment, when she clearly saw the man who was smiling and turning his head, her face changed dramatically...

Clatter!

The keys in her hand fell to the ground.

"You!"

Luo Xinyi stared at the man, her eyes and expression changing rapidly, from surprise, shock, disbelief, to sorrow and anger...

A mix of emotions erupted in an instant, completely overwhelming her. She swayed and was about to fall to the ground.

Swish!

The man simply waved his hand, and she was drawn from the doorway to the middle of the double sofa, where he made her sit down.

"I hate it when people shout in front of me, so please calm down."

Snap, snap. As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and a faint light pierced Luo Xinyi's forehead.

Luo Chong was shocked, thinking that he was using some kind of hidden weapon to harm his mother, but as he said, he didn't like loud noises, and Luo Chong couldn't shout either.

However, what made Luo Chong feel a bit relieved was that his mother sat on the sofa, took a deep breath, and her expression suddenly became unusually calm, though her voice still trembled: "Yang Mo, is it really you?"

"What do you think?"

The guy's smile still had an eerie quality.

"But you..."

Under the influence of some incomprehensible magical power, Luo Xinyi couldn't even let her emotions get out of control. Despite the turmoil in her heart, she could only ask softly: "Eighteen years have passed, why haven't you changed at all?"

"I knew you would ask that."

The guy slowly said, "To put it simply, I'm not human, but a devil from hell. I came to this planet twenty years ago to plant more obstacles in the human world, and I slept with thousands of women, of which you were just one, but the one with the purest soul."

As he spoke, he lifted Luo Xinyi's chin, his face like he was admiring a work of art: "Such a pure soul, after eighteen years, is still unchanged, and you even gave birth to a son for me... It seems that leaving you with just a house was really unfair to you."

"I never thought that my son's mother would be such a weak human woman, but indeed, he is my son. Even from thousands of miles away, I can smell the blood in his body that comes from me."

Speaking to this point, he looked at Luo Xinyi and said coldly, "That's all the explanation I can give you. How much you love me and how hard you've waited for me all these years are your own business, and have nothing to do with me. Most people who have had contact with me end up dead. You not being dead is something to be grateful for."

"Yang Mo, how can you say such things..."

Luo Xinyi's eyes were filled with endless sorrow and pain, but under the control of some kind of mental magic, her emotions could never get out of control, and the words churning in her heart were never spoken. This extremely cold-hearted guy sealed her mouth, and she could only sit on the sofa, motionless.

Then, the guy's gaze fell on Luo Chong's face, and he asked with a smile, "Now, do you believe I'm your father?"

Yes, Luo Chong believed it. From his mother's reaction, he could confirm that he was the mysterious man who had disappeared years ago. He just never imagined that he was a devil from hell.

Is he really a devil?

Does hell really exist, and do devils really exist?

Luo Chong felt that he could speak, but he knew that if he shouted, his mouth would be sealed again. He coughed and tried to control his extremely agitated emotions, and only said to him in a low voice, "Can I curse you quietly?"

"Sure."

The guy waved his hand casually, "Go ahead, it doesn't matter. I just don't like noise."

"Fuck your mother."

At this moment, Luo Chong's voice was low, hoarse, and extremely penetrating, not at all like that of an eighteen-year-old boy. He wanted to curse him because the cold-hearted words he had just said to his mother were simply too damn despicable.

"That's a good idea."

He laughed, "Unfortunately, I don't even know who my mother is. Wanting to fuck my mother is an impossible wish for you, but if I want to fuck your mother, I can do it right now. How about it? Are you interested in watching my live performance? You'll see how I made you back then."

Uh!

Luo Chong was immediately speechless, but not because of a silencing spell, but because he was completely speechless.

Alright, this guy is not human, perhaps he really is a devil, not a human, and cannot be judged by human moral standards, which is why he could say such things to his own son.

At this moment, Luo Chong truly believed that even if he wasn't a devil from hell, he was a devil living in the human world.

Or, a bastard, a beast!

But then, the bastard waved his hand and laughed, "Kid, I was just joking. Your mom is too old, and I have no interest in her anymore. If I had the time, I'd rather sleep with hundreds of females your age."

Luo Chong realized that there was no point in reasoning with such a guy. He took a deep breath, forced down the various emotions surging in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "Alright, since you're such a thing, why did you come back?"

"The reason is simple. You are my son, and today is your eighteenth birthday. I came to give you a birthday gift."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, and a pair of deep red eyes appeared in his palm, which definitely didn't look like human eyes.

Swish!

He waved his hand, and Luo Chong felt a sharp pain in his eyes, followed by a sudden darkness. Then, he knew nothing.

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