Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

Su Wanxing and Su Mingyu stood at the door, their bodies splattered with blood. Blood was still dripping from the ice blade in Su Wanxing's hand, while the blood on Su Mingyu's fingertips snaked like a snake, his eyes as cold as ice.

Wang Haidong and Zhang Bingkun were stunned. They had seen Su Wanxing's photo before, and the girl in front of them, exuding a murderous aura, was indeed the orphan they had been thinking about for several days.

But the boy next to her, didn't he have a broken leg?

Why are you standing here all of a sudden?

"It's you?" Wang Haidong was the first to react, and immediately pointed his gun at Su Wanxing. "You've got some nerve, daring to come here. I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you've delivered yourselves to my doorstep."

Zhang Bingkun also realized what was happening, a sinister smile spreading across his face: "Fine, saves me the trouble of sending someone to find you. Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving. Kneel down and serve me well, and I might spare your brother's life; otherwise, I'll make sure you both die here today."

Su Wanxing looked at the two hypocritical beasts in front of her, and her anger was almost overflowing.

These two people set a trap for the siblings and trafficked so many girls, ruining countless lives.

"You're about to die, and you still dare to be stubborn." Su Wanxing's voice was devoid of any warmth. "Zhao Hu is already dead, and everyone downstairs is dead. Next, it's your turn."

"Zhao Hu is dead?" Wang Haidong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "You two little bastards? I think you're asking for death!"

He pulled the trigger as soon as he finished speaking.

With a "bang," a gunshot rang out, and the bullet flew towards Su Wanxing's chest.

Su Wanxing was prepared. A half-meter-thick ice shield instantly appeared in front of her. The bullets hit the ice shield with a crisp clang and fell to the ground.

Wang Haidong and Zhang Bingkun's expressions changed instantly.

"This is weird!" Wang Haidong cursed, and fired two more shots, but the bullets were still blocked by the ice shield.

Zhang Bingkun reacted, raised his gun, aimed at Su Mingyu beside him, and pulled the trigger. Su Mingyu raised his hand and whipped out a stream of water, deflecting the bullet and causing it to hit the wall beside him.

"What kind of monsters are you?" Zhang Bingkun's voice began to tremble. He finally realized that something was wrong; the two people in front of him were not ordinary people at all.

"Monster?" Su Mingyu sneered. "You've done so many heinous things, compared to a monster, who's more like a beast?"

He raised his hand, and the water in the office water dispenser instantly exploded, with several water whips lashing out at Wang Haidong and Zhang Bingkun simultaneously.

Wang Haidong was so frightened that he dodged to the side, and the sofa was shattered into pieces by the water whip, with the sponge inside flying everywhere.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Wang Haidong's eyes turned red as he raised his gun and fired wildly, bullets hitting the ice wall and scattering shards of ice.

Taking advantage of the moment he was changing magazines, Su Wanxing fired three ice spikes at the same time, accurately hitting his right hand, left shoulder, and knee.

"Ah!" Wang Haidong let out a shrill scream. The gun fell to the ground, and he half-knelt down. The ice pick on his knee was deeply embedded, and the biting cold mixed with the excruciating pain made him tremble all over.

Zhang Bingkun was terrified and turned to run towards the secret passage in the office.

He had been building the Emperor Hotel for several years. There was a secret passage behind his office that led directly to the underground parking lot. If he could get into his car, he could escape.

After running only two steps, Su Mingyu's water whip wrapped around his ankle and pulled hard, causing Zhang Bingkun to fall heavily to the ground, knocking out half of his front teeth and filling his mouth with blood.

"Trying to run?" Su Wanxing walked step by step in front of him, the tip of her ice blade pressed against his neck. "You've trafficked so many girls, killed so many people, and now you want to run? Is it too late?"

Zhang Bingkun trembled with fear and immediately kowtowed, begging for mercy: "I was wrong! I know I was wrong! I'll give you money, all my money, tens of millions in my bank account, my house, my car, it's all yours, please forgive me!"

"Money?" Su Wanxing laughed, a laugh devoid of any warmth. "If those people you killed could come back to life, do you think they would want your money? If those girls you sold to the mines and to brothels could go home, do you think they would covet your filthy money?"

She remembered the girl she had rescued in the bread truck, the senior the girl had mentioned who never returned, and her own near-death experience. The icy blade in her hand moved forward a little further, slicing through Zhang Bingkun's skin, and blood immediately seeped out.

"No, don't kill me!" Zhang Bingkun was so terrified that he wet his pants, a foul odor filling the air. "I have connections! I'm sworn brothers with Deputy Director Li of the Zhaoming City Public Security Bureau. If you kill me, he won't let you off! He has guns and troops. No matter how good you are at fighting, you can't beat the government!"

"Deputy Director Li?" Su Wanxing's eyes grew even colder.

No wonder Zhao Hu said he had connections in the police department, and no wonder Zhang Bingkun had been able to act so arrogantly for so many years without any consequences. It turns out that his backer was an official from the public security bureau.

"Oh, right!" Zhang Bingkun exclaimed, as if grasping at a straw, "Deputy Director Li has had his eye on you for a long time. He specifically asked me to send you over! If you kill me, he'll definitely issue a city-wide warrant for your arrest. You won't be able to escape!"

Su Wanxing felt as if her heart was being squeezed tightly, the pain making it hard to breathe.

It turns out that not only Zhang Bingkun and Wang Haidong, but even the officials who maintained public order were accomplices in harming her.

These people, from top to bottom, are rotten to the core.

"Do you think I'm afraid?" Su Wanxing's voice was soft, but it carried a chilling coldness. "I dared to kill Zhao Hu, and I dared to break into your Emperor Hotel. What am I afraid of, Deputy Director Li? If he dares to cause me trouble, I'll kill him too."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the ice blade pierced Zhang Bingkun's heart.

Zhang Bingkun's eyes suddenly widened, a large amount of bloody foam gushed from his mouth, his body convulsed a few times, and then he fell silent.

Wang Haidong, seeing Zhang Bingkun lying in a pool of blood, was terrified. Dragging his broken leg, he tried to crawl backward, pleading, "Don't kill me! I know the evidence against Deputy Director Li! I know where his bribery ledgers and records of his transactions with Zhang Bingkun are! I'll be your witness, I'll help you sue him! Please spare me!"

"No need." Su Wanxing walked up to him, raised her ice blade, and sliced ​​it across his throat. "Your sins are enough to warrant a hundred deaths."

Wang Haidong's voice abruptly stopped. He clutched his neck, blood gushing from between his fingers. He swayed and collapsed next to Zhang Bingkun's body.

The office finally quieted down, with only the whirring of the air conditioner remaining.

Su Wanxing stood there, slightly out of breath, looking at the corpses and bloodstains all over the ground, without the slightest regret in her heart.

These people have so much blood on their hands, they deserve to die ten thousand times over!