Wang Mian used his other hand to grasp Jian Danâs clothes. With a light tug, her clothes were torn open, revealing her fair skin.
The men, who had been somewhat hesitant at first, were now stimulated by the scene before them and gradually lost their rationality, moving toward Jian Dan.@@novelbin@@
âBastard, donât touch me, donât touch me!â
âDonât touch you? Heh, thatâs not up to you!â Wang Mian sneered.
Jian Dan, who was hardly a fighter, had already been struggling to cope with just Wang Mian; now, up against five men, she was completely unable to defend herself. No matter how desperately she struggled, it was to no availâ¦
Just when Jian Dan was feeling utterly hopeless, she felt a fierce blow to the back of her neck and before losing consciousness, she vaguely saw a figure, âUncle~â Jian Dan murmured faintly as she passed out.
âWho are you?â the five men asked warily, eyeing the man who had appeared suddenly.
In the moonlight, the manâs malevolent smile carried the scent of death, sending shivers through the five men.
âYou donât have the right to know who I am,â the man said. As he spoke, two of the five had already fallen to the ground, each with a slender needle embedded in their neck.
The remaining three standing were full of fear~ Quickly, everyone but Wang Mian had also fallen.
Wang Mian looked at the man before him in sheer terror, a man more fearsome than Chu Liyuan, as if human life was worthless in his eyes, easier to take than that of a chickenâs.
Especially the manâs eyes, ice-cold and wicked with a trace of mockery.
âYou~who exactly are you?â Wang Mian asked, trembling.
Although he had prepared himself for death, now that the moment arrived, he was still afraid, especially in front of this man. Even without doing anything, Wang Mian found it hard to breathe in his presence.
âDid Chu Liyuan send you?â
âHeh,â the man chuckled coldly.
âIf you werenât sent by Chu Liyuan, then who the hell are you?â
The man fiddled with the thin needle in his hand, which seemed to come alive in his grip.
Wang Mian felt an unprecedented fear; he felt like the prey being hunted, with no chance of escape or survival.
Out of nowhere, a sharp scalpel appeared in the manâs hand. With a swift motion, Wang Mian lost his ability to see.
As Wang Mian yelled in pain, another swift gesture took away his ability to speak.
This made it difficult for Wang Mian to even scream.
Yet, there was no change on the manâs face. The scalpel then went straight through Wang Mianâs palm, pinning his hand to the wallâ¦
After dealing with Wang Mian, the man walked over to the unconsciousJian Dan, lifting her chin with one hand. Seeing the fresh blood at the corner of her mouth, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and he then noticed her wrists, bruised badly from the rope, causing his heart to ache slightly.
He didnât know why he felt this way, nor what this feeling meant. He only knew he didnât like it, so he didnât linger and chose to leave the place insteadâ¦
Before leaving, he glanced at Wang Mian nailed to the wall and smiled, âYou wanted to know who I am, right? Let me tell you~ âEvil Spiritâ!â
Upon hearing this name, Wang Mianâs heart crumbled, yet he couldnât even scream now.
Perhaps âEvil Spiritâ wasnât as powerful as Chu Liyuan, but he was definitely more terrifying!