"No, no!" The woman frantically shook her head, her voice trembling as she spoke. "Miss, my face is nowhere near as beautiful as yours. Please don’t misunderstand. With someone like you around, how could this gentleman ever look at my face?"
This woman was a demoness!
She didn’t want to provoke her!
And it was clear that the Shadow Organization was letting this woman do as she pleased. If this woman dared to harm her, there was no way she could escape.
"But I heard you say exactly that," Su Hua’s lips curled into a dazzling smile. "Since you think your face is so beautiful, then..."
Su Hua paused, then slowly uttered two words:
"Ruin it."
The woman’s eyes widened in horror.
She was going to destroy her face!
No!
She relied on her face to make a living. If her face was ruined, she’d be finished.
Terrified, the woman tried to flee.
But Su Hua gave her no chance. With a swift kick, she sent the woman sprawling to the ground.
"Stay away! Don’t come any closer!"
The woman’s hands pressed against the floor as she scrambled backward.
Su Hua walked up to her, crouched down, and smirked. "You can’t escape."
With that, she tapped a pressure point on the woman’s body, rendering her immobile.
The woman stared at Su Hua in sheer terror.
A devil!
She was a devil!
Expressionless, Su Hua pressed the tip of a knife against the woman’s face and dragged it down with force.
A blood-curdling scream tore through the air.
Su Hua’s expression remained cold as she continued carving into the woman’s face.
Wang Ba watched Su Hua’s actions, along with the indifference on her face, and couldn’t help but shudder.
Boss Su was truly ruthless.
No wonder she was the world’s top assassin.
Wang Ba’s gaze then shifted to Lin Xuan, who stood behind the group of women, and he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for him.
The boss was in for a world of trouble now.
Soon, the woman’s face was covered in deep, crisscrossing gashes, her flesh mangled and even parts of her cheekbone exposed—a sight so gruesome it sent chills down the spine.
"Your turn," Su Hua said, twirling the knife as she moved toward the next woman.
"I—I—" The woman was so petrified she could barely speak.
Her legs trembled violently, and a clear liquid trickled down her thighs.
She had wet herself.
"My face… my face!" The first woman, now disfigured, had regained movement as the pressure point’s effect wore off. She sat on the ground in agony, wanting to touch her face but too afraid to do so.
Her eyes burned with hatred as she glared at Su Hua’s back.
It was all her fault!
If not for this woman, she wouldn’t have been mutilated like this!
Rage festered in her heart.
Her gaze darted around until it landed on a gun placed near Zhao Long. She grabbed it and immediately aimed it at Su Hua.
"Boss, this—" A subordinate spoke up hesitantly.
"Let her be," Zhao Long raised his hand to stop him.
This woman couldn’t possibly harm Ling.
The most skilled assassin he had personally trained wouldn’t be taken down so easily.
The disfigured woman had once been with a gang leader and knew how to handle a gun.
She steadied the barrel, aimed at Su Hua, and prepared to pull the trigger.
Su Hua’s eyes flashed coldly.
Lin Xuan noticed too and was about to shout a warning when he saw Su Hua yank another woman in front of her.
The words died in his throat.
Good. Hua Bao had noticed. Thank goodness.
The disfigured woman pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot out.
"I’ll make you die!" she sneered.
But at that moment, the woman Su Hua had grabbed was shoved forward, taking the bullet meant for Su Hua.
She had dodged it!
The disfigured woman’s eyes bulged in disbelief.
She kept firing, emptying the magazine in rapid succession—bang! bang! bang!
But without fail, every bullet was intercepted by the woman Su Hua held as a human shield.
Su Hua smirked, dragging the trembling woman with her as she advanced step by step.
Soon, the gun clicked empty.
No matter how many times the disfigured woman pulled the trigger, not a single bullet remained.
Fear consumed her.
She had just tried to kill this devil of a woman. Would she retaliate?
Earlier, just for speaking to that man, her face had been ruined.
Now that she had attempted murder, would she be tortured to death?
As Su Hua closed in, the woman’s first instinct was to run.
She threw the gun aside and turned to flee.
But two Shadow Organization subordinates blocked her path.
Su Hua continued her slow, deliberate approach.
Trapped, the woman had nowhere to go.
She stared at Su Hua, her limbs frozen with terror.
Regret flooded her.
She shouldn’t have provoked this demoness. She had signed her own death warrant.
"I was wrong! I was wrong! Please spare me!"
With a thud, she dropped to her knees.
Su Hua leaned down, tilting the woman’s chin up with the knife. "Spare you? Do you really think that’s possible?"
In one swift motion, she plunged the blade into the woman’s heart.
Then, without a flicker of emotion, she yanked it out.
There were still more women to deal with. And as for her little bed slave… he needed to be punished too. She wouldn’t let him off so easily.
The disfigured woman collapsed, lifeless.
Drip.
Drip.
Su Hua walked toward the next woman—one who had flirted shamelessly with Lin Xuan, trying to seduce him.
In the silent hall, the sound of blood dripping from the knife echoed clearly, sending waves of terror through the remaining women.
One after another, their screams filled the air.
Su Hua wanted to maintain a good impression in front of Lin Xuan. The last time she had an episode, he had caught her trying to kill Jiang Qing, and she had desperately tried to cover it up.
But now?
Her little bed slave had dared to frolic with so many women.
It displeased her greatly.
So she had to show him just how terrifying she could be.
That way, he wouldn’t dare defy her again.
After dealing with the women, Su Hua finally turned her gaze to Lin Xuan.
"Gulp—" Lin Xuan swallowed hard. Hua Bao’s gaze was… no, not just a little—it was downright terrifying.
Last time, during her episode, she had mistakenly thought he was involved with Jiang Qing. Even though she probably knew it wasn’t true, she had still punished him mercilessly.
Now that she had seen so many women flaunting themselves in front of him… he dreaded what she would do.
Thanks to Yi Ke Wen for the three "Keep Writing" charms.
Thanks to 15ww51, Bing JJ, and other sweethearts for the gifts.
Good night, everyone!
Uu.
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