Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

Su Wanxing looked at Zhao Hu's face, contorted in pain, and felt no pity whatsoever.

She will never forget the sight of her younger brother lying in the hospital with his leg broken, the despair of being extorted for 300,000 yuan after signing a contract, or the disgusting face of Zhao Hu when he said he would send her to the Emperor Hotel.

Such a person deserves to die.

"No, don't kill me..." Zhao Hu's voice grew weaker and weaker, his eyes filled with fear. "I have an elderly mother at home. If I die, who will take care of her..."

"When you broke my brother's leg, did you never think about how I would raise him alone if he were crippled?" Su Wanxing's voice was as cold as ice. "When you drove someone to the brink, did you never think about the fact that they also have families?"

Without another word, she raised her ice blade and pierced Zhao Hu's heart.

Zhao Hu's eyes widened suddenly, a large amount of bloody foam gushed from his mouth, his body swayed, and he fell straight to the ground, where he remained motionless.

After killing Zhao Hu, Su Wanxing stood there, slightly out of breath.

This was her first time killing someone, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous, but she felt a sense of relief and exhilaration.

The shadow that had been looming over the siblings for more than half a year has finally disappeared.

Su Mingyu walked to her side and patted her shoulder: "Sister, don't be afraid, these people have only themselves to blame."

Su Wanxing nodded and turned to look at the remaining thugs on the ground.

When the men saw her looking at them, they trembled with fear and immediately kowtowed, begging for mercy: "Sister Su! We were wrong! We were forced by Zhao Hu! Please forgive us! We'll never dare to do it again!"

Su Wanxing glanced at them. These people were all Zhao Hu's subordinates. They usually followed Zhao Hu to bully men and women and did a lot of bad things.

But when the fight broke out, most of them were just making a fuss from the sidelines; very few actually hurt anyone.

"Those who fought with Zhao Hu just now, step forward," Su Wanxing said coldly.

The thugs exchanged glances, and three of them slowly crawled out, heads bowed, not daring to speak.

The remaining two who hadn't made a move knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, thanking Su Wanxing for sparing their lives.

"You two," Su Wanxing said, looking at the two who hadn't made a move, "get out of Fu'an Lane now and never show your faces here again. If I hear you following others in committing crimes, you'll suffer the same fate as Zhao Hu."

The two felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They scrambled to their feet, not even bothering to treat their wounds, and stumbled away without daring to look back.

The remaining three who had been involved were trembling with fear, thinking they were doomed.

Su Wanxing looked at them, the ice spike at her fingertips twitching: "I won't kill you, but you will pay the price for what you've done."

As soon as he finished speaking, three ice spikes shot out simultaneously, accurately piercing the knees of the three men.

The three men screamed in agony as their leg bones were pierced. Even if they recovered, they would no longer be able to wield weapons and bully people.

"Get out of here," Su Wanxing said coldly. "If I see you bullying people again, it won't be as simple as breaking your legs."

The three of them felt as if they had been granted a pardon. Dragging their broken legs, they helped each other crawl towards the alley entrance, fearing that if they were even a step too slow, Su Wanxing would change her mind and kill them.

The alley finally quieted down, leaving only the wounded and Zhao Hu's corpse scattered on the ground. A gust of wind carried the stench of blood mixed with the smell of coal smoke into the nostrils.

Su Wanxing stood there, looking at Zhao Hu's corpse, without the slightest regret in her heart.

If this kind of person dies, there will be far fewer people being bullied.

"Sis, what do we do now?" Su Mingyu walked to her side and asked in a low voice.

With Zhao Hu dead, his backers, Brother Wang and Boss Zhang, will certainly not let this go easily; there will only be more trouble to come.

Su Wanxing looked up towards the direction of the Emperor Entertainment Club in the distance. It was brightly lit and the most prosperous place in the entire Zhaoming City, but also a den of monsters that devoured people.

Zhao Hu said that Brother Wang is the manager of Dihao, and Boss Zhang is the boss behind the scenes.

Now that Zhao Hu has been killed, the blame should naturally fall on Brother Wang and Boss Zhang.

The ice blade in her hand hadn't disappeared yet; drops of blood from the blade fell to the ground and quickly condensed into red ice shards.

"Go home and pack your things." Su Wanxing's voice was steady, with a resolute determination. "We'll go find Brother Wang, we'll go find Boss Zhang. Don't they want our lives? Then we'll go and take their lives first."

Su Mingyu nodded emphatically, and the water flowed from his fingertips again.

He and his sister have relied on each other for so many years, and they have always avoided being bullied by others.

But things are different now; they have the ability and no longer need to hide.

Anyone who tries to prevent them from living will be sent to hell first.

The siblings turned and went into the house, closing the door behind them.

The stench of blood slowly spread through the alley. Only when the surrounding residents heard that there was no more noise outside did they dare to peek out through a crack in their doors.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Zhao Hu's body lying on the ground.

Zhao Hu had been a tyrant in Fu'an Lane for five or six years, bullying countless people, but today he actually died at the hands of the Su siblings?

Some people were so frightened that they immediately closed the door, fearing they would be implicated, while others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that with this troublemaker dead, Fu'an Lane would finally be a bit quieter.

No one dared to call the police. Zhao Hu had said before that he had connections in the police station, so calling the police would be useless.

Now that he's dead, nobody wants to get involved.

In the dimly lit alley, only Zhao Hu's body lay on the ground, slowly growing cold.

The lights of the Emperor Entertainment Club in the distance were still blindingly bright, and the music and laughter coming from inside contrasted sharply with the deathly silence of this alley.

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Su Wanxing turned and went into the house. She first took off her blood-stained coat and stuffed it into the stove to burn. The flames leaped up and licked the fabric, quickly wiping away the bloodstains.

Su Mingyu squatted in the corner and stuffed the empty mineral water bottles he had collected into his canvas backpack one by one, filling the bag to the brim. He then found an old raincoat and wrapped his back tightly.

"I brought my ID card and money." Su Mingyu patted his pocket. "I don't need to take anything else; I won't need it later."

Su Wanxing hummed in agreement and took one last look at the small bungalow where she had lived for more than ten years.

The walls were peeling and the roof was leaking. Everywhere there were traces of the siblings relying on each other for survival. But this place was never a home; it was just a makeshift shelter from the wind and rain.

Now that Zhao Hu is dead, they can't stay in this place anymore, but it doesn't matter. As long as the siblings are together, they can survive anywhere.

"Let's go." Su Wanxing locked the door and threw the key into the stinking ditch in the corner.

The night was like a soaked black cloth, weighing heavily on the sky above Zhaoming City.

The streetlights in Fu'an Lane were still off. The siblings walked along the wall towards the end of the lane. All the houses they passed had their doors closed and lights off, and there wasn't a sound.

As soon as they turned out of the alley, they heard the sound of a car engine in the distance, and two bright lights dazzled them.