Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

The second security guard's leg was crushed by telekinesis.

His knee bent in the opposite direction, and bone fragments pierced his skin and trousers, stark white against the outside.

Before he could even feel the pain, he lost his balance and fell face down into the muddy water.

Then, the excruciating pain finally reached his brain.

He let out a bloodcurdling scream, clutching his deformed legs in vain, and rolled around in the mud.

The third security guard turned and ran.

He threw away his gun and hat, and ran with all his might up the mountain road.

But he only ran three steps.

When I stepped down on the third step, the road beneath my feet suddenly disappeared.

He was pulled up from the ground by telekinesis, hanging upside down in mid-air with his feet in the sky and his head on the ground. Blood rushed into his brain, and his face turned purple.

He made incoherent pleas for mercy, flailing his arms and legs, but there was nothing around him, and he couldn't grab onto anything.

The walkie-talkie in Sun Guodong's hand finally slipped and fell to the ground, the battery popped out and rolled into the roadside ditch.

He took a step back.

They took another step back.

His back slammed into the door of the security vehicle, and the door handle hurt his back.

He opened his mouth, and the voice squeezed out from his throat, trembling uncontrollably.

"Li Su—Li Su—calm down—we're just following orders—we're told to cooperate, so we cooperate—we're just low-level clerks, we're just following orders—go find Zhou De'an, go find the higher-ups! We're just small fry, killing us won't do any good—"

Li Su looked at him.

She looked at the man who had been smoking and waving at her with a smile in the stairwell three months ago.

"You say you're just following orders."

Her voice was soft, yet it reached Sun Guodong's ears clearly through the rain.

"Let me help you recall what orders you received."

She took a step forward.

"Three months ago, I submitted a report to the Disciplinary Committee, and you sent a security car to help arrest me. Did you sign the document?"

Sun Guodong's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again.

He wanted to say "it wasn't me," he wanted to say "it was instructed from above," he wanted to say "if I don't sign, someone else will."

But he couldn't utter a single word.

Because Li Su's eyes told him that she was not interrogating him.

She was reading the verdict.

"After you were brought back, the research center gave you a sum of money. Forty thousand yuan, ten thousand more than usual. Because you arrested a 'particularly dangerous whistleblower'."

Li Su's voice was still very soft, as soft as the sound of raindrops hitting leaves.

"You split this money among yourselves. You took ten thousand, and the other seven people split the remaining thirty thousand."

The color drained from Sun Guodong's face instantly.

How did you know—

"I was detained in a mental hospital for fourteen days. During those fourteen days, Qi Jianmin gave me ninety-six injections. All ninety-six injections of antipsychotic drugs were in excessive doses. The bills for these injections were reimbursed by your Public Security Bureau. The reimbursement item was listed as—'Compulsory medical expenses for mental patients endangering public safety'."

Li Su walked up to Sun Guodong, with less than a meter between them.

"You arrest me once, you get paid. You give me an injection, you get paid again."

"You were making money off my body while I was tied to the bed."

"You're all like this. Qi Jianmin takes the doctor's money. The head nurse takes the money for injections. You take the money for cooperating with security."

"No one is innocent. Every link in the chain, every hand that's on me, has a name. It has a price."

She raised her hand.

A surge of mental energy emanated from his palm, lifting Sun Guodong up and suspending him in mid-air.

Sun Guodong's feet left the ground, and he struggled in terror, waving his hands in vain, trying to grab something.

But all around were rain and wind.

"You just said in the car that getting caught once means getting more money, so it's not a bad thing."

Li Su's voice suddenly changed.

It was no longer the calm, monotone tone it used to have.

Instead, it carried a tremor that had been suppressed for a long time and was about to erupt.

"Your money was earned with my life. It was earned with my child's life. It was earned with Zhao Yuan's life. It was earned with Dr. Cheng's life."

"You don't think it's a bad thing."

"Then killing you wouldn't be a bad thing."

Her fingers slowly closed.

A crisp cracking sound came from Sun Guodong's neck.

His body twitched, then remained still.

Li Su released his grip, and Sun Guodong's body fell face down into the muddy water, splashing up a dark red spray.

She didn't look at the corpse again.

She turned around and her gaze fell on the security guard who was hanging upside down in mid-air.

The man was still struggling, flailing his arms and legs, and his pleas for mercy had turned into meaningless sobs.

Li Su flicked her finger lightly.

The security guard, who was hanging upside down, was thrown out, his body tumbling three times in the air before plunging into a bottomless canyon beside him.

His screams echoed through the canyon for nearly ten seconds before being swallowed by the wind.

The security guards lying on the ground were still screaming in pain.

The one with the broken leg was rolling around in the mud, clutching his leg.

The one whose shoulder had been punched was covering his wound with his other hand, blood seeping from between his fingers.

Li Su raised her hand.

Her mental energy coalesced into four invisible spears, which hovered above her head.

Then she snapped her fingers.

Four spears shot out simultaneously.

The four muffled thuds almost overlapped, leaving only a short echo in the rain.

The screams abruptly stopped.

All that could be heard on the mountain road was the sound of rainwater washing over the ground.

Li Su stood in the middle of the mountain road, rainwater streaming down her body and pooling into a small, pale red puddle at her feet.

Her hands were still trembling slightly.

Eleven people were killed.

Including the eight people from the police station, she has killed nearly twenty people tonight.

Her hands were still trembling.

It's still not enough.

The seed of the soul in his chest burned like a miniature sun, steaming the blood in every vein.

Her hatred did not subside after the murder; instead, it grew stronger and stronger.

With each person she killed, she was reminded of many more faces.

Qi Jianmin's face.

Sun Guodong's face.

Zhou De'an's face.

And the faces of those four men in black suits.

She closed her eyes and mentally reorganized her revenge list.

Qi Jianmin—is dead.

Sun Guodong—is dead.

Zhou De'an—is still alive.

Those four men in black suits—are still alive.

There are still many people on the list.

Li Su opened her eyes.

Her body floated up again, and her telekinetic power lifted her into the air, piercing through the rain and flying towards Changning City.

Behind them, two security vehicles were parked crookedly on the mountain road, their windows shattered, their roofs dented, and their security lights still flashing red and blue in vain.