Chapter 88: 088 Look at those grasses, don’t they look like the grass on your grave?
“You seem especially talkative today?”
Wu He’s face stiffened as he looked at Su Ran with a venomous glare, his words emerging through clenched teeth.
“Su Ran, murder is illegal, what can you do to me? Do you dare to lay a finger on me?”
His pale, slightly sickly face wore a defiant expression. Wu He provocatively stared at Su Ran.
As long as he was alive, this wretched woman would eventually fall into his hands, and then…
Su Ran snickered, stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and dragged him toward the door. Wu He’s face turned red from asphyxiation, gasping for breath but completely unable to break free.
At the door, she flung the man to the ground. Before he could get up, a pain on his scalp made him slightly tilt back his head.
“Look at those weeds, don’t they resemble the grass over your grave?”
Wu He followed Su Ran’s gaze. Outside the decrepit, fetid house was a desolate and menacing landscape, with the wind gently blowing through the wild grass, creating a rustling sound.
Wu He’s scalp tingled, and a chilling terror spread down his spine and throughout his body.
“Su Ran, if you lay a hand on me and someone finds out that ‘R’ Corporation is actually…”
Before Wu He could finish, Su Ran grabbed his hair and yanked it upwards, then with a fierce force, his forehead struck the ground with a heavy thud.
A piercing scream cut through the sky.
Wu He felt his head buzz, dizzy and disoriented.
“Can’t handle it already? But I’ve only just begun. Weren’t you going to take care of me? We’ll continue in half an hour.”
Su Ran, dragging a pool cue, slowly approached him as Wu He huddled, his shoulders shrunken in terror, staring at her.
This woman was a devil!
He shouldn’t have provoked her, he should never have provoked her in the first place.
But now, it was too late!
“You… don’t come closer, I was wrong… I was truly wrong, ah––”
In the cold, frosty night, the harrowing screams shattered the silence, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Twenty-nine minutes later.
In front of a brick-and-tile house in the silent slum.
The man on the ground was barely alive, with fresh blood staining a wide area around him, and the air was thick with the scent of blood.
Su Ran stood emotionless at the doorway, holding a pool cue, blood slowly dripping from her slender fingertips.
Drip by drip, the blood fell onto the ground, blooming into crimson Manzanitas.
“You won’t be lonely. On the road to the netherworld, they are waiting for you.”
She turned and left without hesitation, her eyes colder than ever before.
A minute later, Su Ran drove away from the scene.
In the quiet night, the sound of police sirens grew closer from afar.
By the side of a nearby road.
A low-profile black car blended into the night.
Qin Feng had his mouth open, pupils dilated in shock, staring in disbelief at the scene before him.
The first time he met Miss Su, he thought she was an extremely cultivated rich young lady.
The second time he saw her, she was decisive and handled matters swiftly and effectively. Sometimes, he could even see President Fu’s influence in Miss Su.
Compared to the usual rich young ladies, Miss Su had an independence that others lacked.
Yet, despite all this, such a terrifying scene had never before been seen from a woman in his experience.
Especially Miss Su’s swift and skilled handling…
Her expression was obscured in the darkness, her tall and slender figure standing firm in the wind. She struck with clean and decisive movements, without a moment’s hesitation.