The space seemed to freeze.
Bullets hung motionless before Yan Jue's eyes.
Black mist swirled in the man's eyes.
His handsome face contorted into an evil, ferocious grin.
He slowly raised his hand above his shoulder and drew a flaming longsword from behind him.
Instantly, it illuminated the sea behind him and the beach.
…
Everyone was so terrified by the unknown and shocking scene that they forgot to breathe.
Yan Jue looked down at the hundreds of people before him, his tone arrogant.
"This sword is called Life-Slayer. It is your honor to die by my blade."
With that, he stepped in his slippers, knees slightly bent, gathering his strength. Su Dan Novel Network.
The next second, he shot out like an arrow from a bow.
His speed was like a gust of wind as he slaughtered his way through the crowd.
In the blink of an eye, the group of hundreds collapsed in a one-sided slaughter.
Before any blood could flow, the man had sheathed his sword.
Without even a chance to whimper, hundreds of lives perished.
It all ended as silently as this.
…
Tang Xiaomin, holding up her skirt, slowly walked ashore from the water.
Her flip-flops stepped on blood, but she didn't care, as if it were all routine.
As she passed by a corpse, it suddenly lunged, attacking her from behind.
Tang Xiaomin, relying on her sense of danger, quickly and precisely grabbed the attacker by the throat.
It was Long Wu.
His shirt was torn open, his chest flesh peeled back, revealing bone beneath.
He clutched a gun in his hand, aiming it at Tang Xiaomin's body.
Without hesitation, he fired a shot at Tang Xiaomin.
However.
Tang Xiaomin would never give him such an opportunity. Her nimble left hand swiftly gripped Long Wu's gun-wielding wrist.
With a forceful twist.
Crack!
The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed.
It had to be said, Long Wu was a true man.
With his throat grasped, his life hanging by a thread, his hand bone broken, and a fatal wound, he remained silent.
His endurance far surpassed that of ordinary people.
However.
Tang Xiaomin had no patience for his nonsense.
After breaking his bone, she unhesitatingly used her palm like a blade, piercing through his body.
When she pulled it out again, a warm, smooth kidney, dripping with blood, was in her hand.
Having done this, Tang Xiaomin, her expression unchanged, released her grip on Long Wu's throat.
Long Wu did not die immediately.
He pressed a hand to his pierced waist, glaring at Tang Xiaomin and Yan Jue, who was slowly approaching.
"You… you… what in the world are you?"
It was only then that Tang Xiaomin realized a terrifying truth.
Tang Xiaomin retorted to Long Wu.
"Master Ye sent you to take our lives, and brought hundreds of people with you."
"Did he not tell you about me and Yan Jue?"
Only now, after witnessing the superhuman strength of Yan Jue and Tang Xiaomin.
Long Wu finally understood.
"Hahaha… Hahaha…"
Long Wu suddenly burst into laughter, his smile filled with bitterness and mockery.
Long Wu said, "In my life, I've solved many difficult enemies for the Ye family. I've taken bullets for them, and I've risked my life for them."
"Haha… In the end, I was used like a pawn and kept in the dark."
"They never truly considered me one of their own, hahaha…"
To deal with two people, they sent hundreds.
At first, Long Wu didn't quite understand.
Now he did, but it was too late.
Tang Xiaomin sighed.
"It's not too late to understand now."
"This must be too painful for you. I'll give you a quick end."
At this moment, a look of relief appeared on Long Wu's face.
Tang Xiaomin picked up the gun he had aimed at her, pointed it at Long Wu's heart, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
It was all over.
Yan Jue watched Tang Xiaomin kill with a cold gaze, displeased.
"Why waste words on him? Letting him die in confusion might be a good thing for him."
"Otherwise, after death, he'll become a resentful ghost questioning his life, and hell will have another unwilling soul to reincarnate."
Tang Xiaomin smiled faintly.
"This way, you'll have another loyal follower."
After death, people often have regrets.
Things they couldn't accomplish in life, they still wish to complete in death.
As for someone like Long Wu, who was abandoned by those he trusted.
After death, he would most likely dwell on it with immense bitterness and hatred.
There are always many reasons for not wishing to reincarnate.
Listening to the rushing water, Tang Xiaomin knew the tide was rising.
"Let's go. The tide here reaches several meters deep. We can wash away the evidence."
Only now did Yan Jue understand why Tang Xiaomin had brought him to this desolate place.
"You knew all along, didn't you?" Yan Jue asked.
"I was just guessing, but I never expected the Ye family to hate us so much."
This brought back unpleasant memories for Yan Jue.
"They are human, and human nature is complex."
"Even if they are loyal, what does it matter?"
…
Yan Jue rarely spoke to Tang Xiaomin about his past.
Whenever he did, he would say he died on the battlefield.
But from her few words, Tang Xiaomin vaguely guessed there was another hidden story.
The current Yan Jue basically did not believe anyone would be kind to him.
He only believed in controlling his own destiny.
…
Back at the hotel.
Tang Xiaomin leaned against the hotel room window, watching the tide ebb and flow in the distance.
She hoped it would wash away all the bodies.
Otherwise, they'd likely make the front page tomorrow.
Yan Jue went out for a smoke and then returned.
A man and a woman, alone in a room.
It was hard not to feel a flutter of excitement, a stirring of desire.
Tang Xiaomin had been at the window for several hours, still watching.
Yan Jue got into bed first and called her.
"Minmin, it's time to sleep."
Tang Xiaomin replied without thinking.
"You go to sleep first, I'll watch a bit longer."
…
Yan Jue didn't understand.
With him, a grown man, right there, she wasn't looking.
She insisted on looking at corpses.
Was he, in his current state, less attractive than those corpses?
Not to mention he couldn't sleep.
With her here, how could he possibly be in the mood to sleep?
"Minmin… when will we… when will we… be together?"
Tang Xiaomin glanced back at Yan Jue.
"We are together now."
With that, she continued to watch the scene in the distance.
Yan Jue: …
What he meant was not people being together, but…
He truly could not bear to be so ignored by Tang Xiaomin.
Yan Jue got up and went to Tang Xiaomin's side.
He saw that she was indeed fixated on the tide.
His gaze roamed shamelessly over Tang Xiaomin, from head to toe.
Although only twenty, she was very well-developed.
And she was truly beautiful.
When she wasn't smiling, she was proud and aloof, her face like ice.
When she did smile, it was incredibly sweet, as if her smile could heal.
"Minmin, you asked me out, but are you just going to leave me hanging like this all night?"