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An abandoned chemical plant.
Few people come here anymore. Outside this abandoned chemical plant, there is a modified sports car worth ten million. Anyone familiar with the streets would recognize that this car belongs to the Little Green Society's Sito Hai.
Some might wonder why Sito Hai is here at three in the morning. Only Mo Ming and a few others know that Sito Hai is here tonight to settle a debt.
Not far away, the deafening sound of an engine roared to life, and soon a sports car approached.
It stopped at the entrance of the factory, and a short-haired man stepped out. This man was none other than He Yunsong. He had gone to bed early that morning but received a call from Mo Ming later.
There was a big surprise waiting!
"Isn't this sports car Sito Hai's?"
He Yunsong noticed the car parked nearby and seemed to recall something. Without thinking too much, he walked into the abandoned chemical plant.
"Hehe, Ah Yun, you probably guessed what surprise I have for you, right?" Hearing the engine noise, Mo Ming knew He Yunsong had arrived and immediately went to greet him with Shang Xige.
"Yeah, I guessed it. Do you know if I'm right?"
He Yunsong nodded with a smile but felt extremely excited inside. He glanced at Shang Xige and found this man somewhat unfamiliar—his appearance was ordinary, nothing particularly special.
A killer does not need to be ostentatious; only by being low-key can one strike invisibly. After undergoing training, Shang Xige had learned to restrain his aggressive aura. It was only when he was about to kill that another side of a killer's personality would emerge.
"Ah Yun, no need to look anymore. This silly boy is my little brother I found for you; he will be with you from now on." Mo Ming said cheerfully, giving Shang Xige a playful slap on the head while jokingly scolding him: "Silly boy, hurry up and greet Yun Song!"
Shang Xige felt a bit helpless and called out, "Yun Song."
"Mm." He Yunsong responded lightly and nodded.
Mo Ming gave Shang Xige another playful slap and said, "What do you mean by 'good'? Hurry up and introduce yourself! Do you want me to do it for you?"
“……” After being slapped for no reason, Shang Xige couldn’t get angry; instead, he looked a bit innocent, touched his head, and foolishly said, “Yun Song, my name is Shang Xige, and I am a killer…”
Mo Ming slapped Shang Xige again.
Shang Xige immediately became displeased: “I said, Boss, what exactly do you want to do!”
“You’ve done noble things before, so you don’t need to tell your Yun Song about it. If you say it out loud, you’ll just be laughed at,” Mo Ming scolded with a smile. “Be smart and work well with Ah Yun; don’t embarrass me.”
Mo Ming didn’t say it directly, but Shang Xige understood that his identity as a killer needed to be kept secret and shouldn’t be casually revealed.
Not telling He Yunsong was what Mo Ming thought was not the right time. He would explain it clearly later when the moment was appropriate; for now, it was certainly for He Yunsong’s safety.
“Boss, enough with the nonsense. We have important business tonight. If we don’t hurry, I’m afraid that guy will end up biting his tongue off in despair,” Shang Xige suddenly remembered Sito Hai and said.
He Yunsong was a bit shocked; was he afraid that guy wouldn’t be able to hold back and would bite his tongue off?
“Yeah, you’re right. Ah Yun, Sito Hai is inside. Whatever grudges there are should be settled tonight; no need to endure any longer,” Mo Ming lit a cigarette and said with a smile. “I’ve settled my grudges; I think his life should end at your hands.”
Upon hearing this, He Yunsong felt very complicated emotions—a release of excitement after enduring years of hatred. The grudge against the one who harmed his sister and himself had finally reached this day; all nightmares were about to end.
An eye for an eye; today is the day for revenge.
“Follow me.”
Mo Ming understood He Yunsong’s feelings and didn’t say anything more. He led He Yunsong deeper inside.
In front of the Chemical Pool, He Yunsong saw Sito Hai. Not only had his entire face become deformed, but even if he turned to ashes, He Yunsong would still remember that face.
The nightmare that had haunted him day and night—the person was now within reach. At this moment, Sito Hai no longer had his former arrogance; he looked like a dying fish.
The wastewater in the Chemical Pool has been accumulating for many years, filled with countless parasites. The stench is so overwhelming that even He Yunsong outside the pool feels nauseated. Now, Sito Hai is suspended in the water, and his expression reveals the torment he is enduring.
"Sito Hai, today is your day!" He Yunsong sneered and said, "Open your eyes and take a good look. The high school boy you thought you could easily kill is standing right here, ready to end his life. The mistakes made by your underlings are truly unforgivable; today marks your death."
Sito Hai struggled to open his eyes and hazily saw He Yunsong standing not far away. A slight smirk appeared on his lips as he foolishly remarked, "Heh, so you were involved in all this after all. I guessed correctly..."
"Shang Xige, pull this guy up," Mo Ming commanded sharply, his gaze piercing and cold.
Upon hearing Mo Ming's words, Shang Xige immediately pulled the rope, dragging Sito Hai up from the water. He was completely hoisted out, and all his wounds flared up at once. Sito Hai, who had been able to endure the pain until now, could no longer hold back.
"Ah... Mo Ming, you bastard! If you have the guts, just kill me! What kind of skill is this torture?"
Mo Ming shrugged and replied, "If you want to die, you can bite your tongue and end it yourself. You don't need me to do it for you. Are you still thinking about how to escape? Let me tell you, don’t bother; whoever comes will still lead to your death."
As Sito Hai was dragged up, He Yunsong finally got a clear look at him. His entire body was covered in cuts at regular intervals, resembling fish scales. It looked quite terrifying because the wounds had become inflamed after being submerged in the Chemical Pool's wastewater and had swollen up.
This was Mo Ming's masterpiece—thousands of cuts!
Just looking at Sito Hai's miserable state made He Yunsong feel uneasy and slightly nauseous. However, deep down, he felt that even this was not enough to vent his hatred.
"Finally, heaven has eyes! It's already too late for someone like you to face this day. Sito Hai, at this point, do you have anything left to say?" He Yunsong's smile turned somewhat sinister as he continued, "Don't worry; I won't let you die so easily. It seems that thousands of cuts can't redeem you; how about trying the feeling of falling from a high building instead?"
He Yunsong's sister had ended her life by jumping from a high building. He felt that only by making Sito Hai experience that sensation could he truly understand the torment of those brief seconds before impact.
"Shut up, He Yunsong! Your sister died; so what?" Sito Hai showed little fear of death. Having lived a life of crime, he had anticipated this day would come. With a fierce grin, he said, "The only mistake I made in my life was sparing your worthless life. I should have killed you back then; what can Lord Qian do about it if I kill you?"
"Big Brother Hai is indeed a tough guy; your mouth is as hard as ever. I think I've been too kind; I couldn't make you 'wish for life and death,'" Mo Ming said with a slight smile as he patted He Yunsong on the shoulder. "Don't listen to his nonsense; torture him however you want from now on."
"Yeah, I won't let him affect my emotions," He Yunsong replied with a sinister smile. "Sito Hai, it's precisely because of this that I must kill you today. I'm worried that one day I'll follow in your footsteps. Alright, I'm too lazy to torture you anymore; I'll just throw you down from here. It's not very high; you'll be fine if you don't die. I'll personally send you down later."
Upon hearing He Yunsong's words, Mo Ming immediately gave Shang Xige a glance.
"Um..."
Shang Xige quickly tied Sito Hai's chin with a rope to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide. After years of struggling in the martial world, Sito Hai had long since disregarded life and death. The only reason he hadn't sought death before was that he was looking for hope to survive.
Now that he realized there was no hope left, Sito Hai would not hesitate to end his own life.
To avoid leaving any regrets for He Yunsong, Mo Ming had to consider everything comprehensively. He couldn't let Sito Hai's schemes succeed even in his final moments. Shang Xige understood Mo Ming's thoughts fairly well, having followed him for so long and knowing his character.
"Big Brother Hai, I'm sorry. You could have sought death earlier, but you missed your chance. Now, even if you want to commit suicide, there's no opportunity left. Just enjoy those few seconds of falling."
Mo Ming's expression was cold, causing Sito Hai to feel a chill in his heart. He never expected that the young man before him could be such a terrifying demon. Thinking that he had offended him over a mere few hundred thousand in wealth made Sito Hai feel it was truly not worth it.
No one knew that at this moment, Sito Hai regretted it deeply; he shouldn't have provoked such a demon.
However, there was no turning back now; he had to swallow the bitter fruit of his actions. It was laughable that after a lifetime of causing countless deaths, he would ultimately fall at the hands of a young man—truly a complete defeat.
"Boss, this guy is so disgusting; who's going to take the blame?" Shang Xige frowned, expressing some disdain.
Mo Ming chuckled and said, "What do you think?"
"No way, Boss, I can't handle this!" Shang Xige shuddered and shook his head.
"Once this is done, you'll get a free year of premium service!"
Shang Xige nodded and said, "I can go for that!"
However, the silent He Yunsong wore a calm expression that masked deep-seated hatred. "Let me do it; I want to send this guy off myself. Only then will I truly feel at ease."
Shang Xige felt a pang of heartbreak: my six months of hard work is gone!
He Yunsong without any hesitation, carried Sito Hai and stepped upward, the robust Sito Hai contrasting sharply with the lean He Yunsong, the only difference being the roles of killer and victim.
Mo Ming and Shang Xige followed behind, both seasoned by life's storms, seemingly unfazed by what was about to happen, each smoking a cigarette.
Upon reaching the top floor, it was merely the third floor.
“Sito Hai, after this, our hatred will vanish!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the Tranquil Night Sky surged with electric snakes, thunder rumbling as if rain was imminent. He Yunsong unhesitatingly threw Sito Hai off his shoulder and down from the third floor.
The three on the rooftop witnessed Sito Hai's fall, seemingly able to see the fear in Sito Hai's eyes. Just before hitting the ground, Sito Hai's body was pierced by a vertical bamboo pole below.
Dead, completely dead.
At that moment, rain began to fall from the night sky.
“I can't believe it, how fake does this situation look! Is this a movie?”
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