The steel bar struck Sun Jiao's body repeatedly, leaving several bloody marks on her.
"Go ahead, keep protecting her!!"
Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth; her internal organs must have been severely damaged.
But she paid no attention to it, only looking at Bai Xuan, whom she was protecting, with eyes full of tenderness despite her pain:
Her own life was worthless now, but at least she had to keep Bai Xuan safe.
How foolish she was, doing all this for a little girl she barely knew.
Sun Jiao forced a smile.
Bai Xuan's eyes were tightly shut; she couldn't see this smile.
Fatty Zhao's face was contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, as he kept swinging the steel bar.
There was no turning back for him now; he had to make sure both of them died in his room today.
"Die, you bitch!"
He raised the steel bar high, aiming for her head.
This blow would surely split her skull open - he wanted to kill Sun Jiao, then beat Bai Xuan to death.
But just as his hand came down, it suddenly froze in mid-air, as if hitting an invisible wall.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring it down.
What was happening?
He whirled around, his eyes widening in disbelief:
A silver-haired little girl in a black fitted dress was staring at him with gleaming amber eyes.
The dangerous aura emanating from her had him completely locked in its grip.
What terrifying eyes!
That was his first thought.
The steel bar in his hand seemed frozen in place, held by Ning Yu, and no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge an inch.
"Fuck!"
He tried moving his arm again, his whole body straining, but the steel bar remained absolutely still, not even trembling.
Any more force and he'd probably lift himself off the ground.
Fatty Zhao stared at Ning Yu's delicate, snow-white little arm, unable to comprehend how it could possess such strength.
Was this some kind of mechanical arm?
Seeing that he couldn't bring the bar down, he simply let go.
He turned to glare at Ning Yu.
"I heard you from outside - they say you only last 5 seconds?"
Ning Yu's first words were a devastating blow, instantly making Fatty Zhao's face drain of color.
Hearing "5 seconds" again, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he opened his mouth to roar:
"Which fucking orphanage did you crawl out of? How dare you meddle in my business?"
He remembered this little girl - she had come with that pretty JK girl the other day, but his memory of her was vague.
He had a stronger impression of Shen Yiyue.
Firstly because of her beautiful face and shapely figure, and secondly because she had been injured then, possibly bitten by a zombie.
Just as he thought this, Shen Yiyue herself walked in behind Ning Yu, holding a long blade.
Seeing another person appear, Fatty Zhao grew even more furious: What was this, coming to his room one after another like the Gourd Brothers saving their grandfather?
Ning Yu raised her hand to stop Shen Yiyue from advancing, indicating she would handle this personally.
Understanding, Shen Yiyue went to close the door.
Looking at Ning Yu's expression, it seemed no different from her usual cold demeanor.
But she could sense a barely perceptible anger.
"You ask where I'm from?"
Ning Yu narrowed her crescent-moon eyes, smiling graciously:
"I'm your unknown wild father."
"Here to claim your worthless life."
??
Shen Yiyue, who had just locked the door, was dumbfounded.
How could such crude words come from the lips of such a pretty little girl?
Though it felt completely incongruous, she had to admit:
Well said.
"You're asking for death!!"
Finally reacting, Fatty Zhao trembled with rage.
He swung his fist at Ning Yu with all his might, his whole body's fat jiggling with the force of the blow.
But he had completely forgotten how Ning Yu had firmly gripped the steel bar earlier, his anger clouding his judgment.
The seemingly powerful punch was caught easily by Ning Yu's small raised hand.
Like a mud ox entering the sea, it had no resistance as she crushed it.
Just like with the steel bar earlier, Fatty Zhao tried to struggle and pull away with all his might.
Not an inch of movement.
Now he finally realized, as a chill ran through his entire body: he had encountered a monster.
Ning Yu gently began bending back one of his fingers.
That finger, like a toy, was forcibly bent backward out of shape, then twisted several times.
"AHHHHH!!!!"
A pig-like squeal echoed through the room.
Fatty Zhao's face was twisted into an ugly mass of pain.
Ning Yu found his screaming rather annoying.
She raised her jade-like arm, opened her tiger-mouth grip, and the Crimson War Blade materialized from thin air with a "shing."
She placed it against Fatty Zhao's neck.
"Make another sound, and I'll separate your head from your body."
Feeling the threat to his life, Fatty Zhao's voice caught in his throat, but the excruciating pain was unbearable.
He could only wheeze and hiss, suppressing his voice, afraid to scream.
He feared death.
Seeing that she had successfully lowered Fatty Zhao's volume, Ning Yu smiled with satisfaction:
"That's better. Quiet."
Then, the second finger began its ordeal.
Not only was it twisted out of shape, but Ning Yu also carefully took out a blade and separated his fingernail.
She peeled it off completely and held it in front of him to see.
The fingers are connected to the heart - this was surely one of the most extreme forms of human suffering.
This was just one of Ning Yu's many techniques for torturing people.
Fatty Zhao was drenched in sweat, tears and snot covering his face from the pain, but he could only make muffled whimpers.
The feeling of being in excruciating pain while having to suppress it was torture in itself.
He had completely lost the strength to resist, nothing like his earlier fierce demeanor.
"Please... please, I was wrong, AH!!!"
His third finger received the same treatment.
Ning Yu ignored his pleas, her gaze indifferent, as if she hadn't heard anything:
"How dare you hurt her? How dare you harm her??"
"Do you enjoy crushing other people's hopes? You disgusting pig!"
"I'll give you proper treatment."
Then came the fourth finger, twisted, nail separated.
The fifth...
His hand was now a bloody mess, and he finally couldn't take it anymore, passing out and collapsing to the ground.
"How weak."
Seeing Fatty Zhao had lost consciousness, Ning Yu looked at him with disdain and kicked him aside.
Nearby, Shen Yiyue first helped up the barely breathing Sun Jiao, then checked on Bai Xuan's condition.
"She seems to just be unconscious."
After checking Bai Xuan's breathing with her finger, Shen Yiyue turned to tell Ning Yu.
Then she picked up the unconscious Bai Xuan and placed her on the bed.
Ning Yu nodded and turned her attention to the barely breathing Sun Jiao.
She was in too much pain to speak, her body covered in horrific bloody marks, with only slight breathing showing she was still alive.
This woman was covered in wounds, while Bai Xuan, apart from some marks on her neck, was relatively unharmed.
So what had happened was clear - Sun Jiao had protected Bai Xuan.
What was the relationship between these two?
Why would she do such a thing?
Ning Yu didn't understand; in her impression, Sun Jiao was just a pitiful woman who traded her body.
Well, who knows.
Regardless of the reason, at least this woman had saved Bai Xuan's life.
The water stains on the floor caught Ning Yu's attention, leading to the cabinet in the room.
Inside the half-open cabinet door was a pile of thawed food.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
