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The rope tightened painfully around her.
Soft strands of hair, fragrant and alluring, stirred Gao Hong's heart. He tried to maintain his composure, telling himself that it would stop hurting soon. As he spoke, his hand had already found its way to Zheng Mengni's collar.
She remained still, her face slightly tilted up, glistening with a hint of moisture as she focused intently on Gao Hong's dark eyes.
Do I really have the strength to resist you and escape? Why can't I?
What had she done to deserve such unwarranted suffering? Who had she harmed, and whom had she wronged? Why was it that no matter how hard she tried, things always went so poorly for her? Was it too much to ask for just one moment of success?
All the painful emotions within Zheng Mengni were carefully concealed, revealing no cracks in her facade. Unbeknownst to Gao Hong, he was fixated on her delicate wrist.
So slender. It seemed that even a slight pressure could break it.
Tears hung like pearls on her snow-like face, and without thinking, Gao Hong reached out to wipe them away with his finger. The rope had already chafed her skin, leaving marks; such a fragile person would shatter at the slightest touch.
Gao Hong truly did not believe she could escape his grasp. The moment he untied the rope, he pressed her down beneath him.
Zheng Mengni wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered softly, "Brother, you are so kind."
Gao Hong's hand slid down to her waist as Zheng Mengni closed her eyes, showing no sign of disgust. He gazed obsessively at her luscious face, eagerly and frantically kissing her collarbone.
So fragrant. So beautiful.
How could there be someone softer than water?
Zheng Mengni reached out and gripped the back of his head, forcefully pulling him against her chest.
Feeling the warmth of the person beneath her, Gao Hong felt his blood boiling. He buried himself in her bosom, while Zheng Mengni slowly opened her cold, glass-like eyes, the timid look in them vanishing completely.
She gazed at the crystal chandelier above Tian Ling Board, a contemptuous smile curling her lips.
**She had never given up once in her life. So even if it meant letting someone who didn't want to lose at least succeed once, that would be enough!**
A blinding white light flashed under the illumination. Gao Hong clutched his neck in pain, the warmth in his eyes not yet fully dissipated. His dazed expression gradually twisted into one of ferocity, anger, and bloodlust.
Seizing the moment, Zheng Mengni wasted no time and struck again with all her strength.
**Win just once.**
The sharp utility knife sliced through Gao Hong's throat, blood gushing forth instantly.
**Everyone should be happy.**
Blood splattered everywhere. She pulled the corners of her mouth into a bright and exuberant smile. The contrast of red and white on her face was shocking to behold.
Gao Hong struggled to reach for his gun, but Zheng Mengni tilted her head and bit down hard on his thumb. He never expected that such a delicate little sister could possess such strength. It felt as if the flesh on his hand was about to be torn away, and Gao Hong let out a wretched scream.
But his scream was quickly drowned out by the thunderous gunfire from next door.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Three heart-wrenching shots shattered the silence of the night. Blood trickled down Zheng Mengni’s face, her expression chillingly indifferent.
"I'm sorry, I want to live."
In the virtual space, a sharp alarm blared like a demonic echo.
A Qi desperately covered his ears, unwilling to accept the horrifying reality.
"Warning! Warning!"
"Zheng Mengni, awakening level one hundred!"
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