My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

The feeling of weightlessness lasted for two seconds.

Qin Meng slammed his feet heavily onto the concrete pavement below the Inspection Department building.

The enormous impact caused the ground to collapse instantly, creating a crater half a meter deep.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards, sending flying debris that clattered against the surrounding walls.

He did not pause.

The calf muscles suddenly swelled, completely tearing the remaining prison trousers and revealing thick, steel-like muscle lines.

He exerted his strength suddenly.

He crashed through the rain, transforming into a raging black shadow, heading straight for the eastern district of Jiangcheng.

His physique of 78.8 points brought him explosive power beyond the limits of carbon-based organisms.

The wind howled in my ears.

The streetscape on both sides of the street receded wildly.

He stepped on a wrecked car parked on the side of the road, the roof of the car caved in with a loud crash, and the entire car was pressed down to the ground by the huge reaction force.

Guardhouse of Green Willow Villa District.

The security guard on duty was holding a bowl of piping hot instant noodles, watching the monitor screen to pass the time.

A blurry, distorted light flashed across the screen.

Immediately afterwards, the three-meter-high cast iron gate emitted a terrible metallic twisting sound.

The two heavy iron doors bent inwards, and the expansion bolts at the joint snapped off at the base.

The iron gate, along with half of its concrete pillar, collapsed with a crash.

A huge boulder smashed the bulletproof glass of the guard post.

The security guard dropped the instant noodle bowl he was holding onto the ground.

The scalding soup splashed onto the instep, causing large red scalds.

He opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out of his throat.

The speed camera outside the door was flashing red lights, and the screen displayed a number: 145 km/h.

This speed is generated purely by running on one's own two legs.

The security guard's legs went weak, and he slid off the chair, crawling and tumbling under the desk, covering his mouth tightly.

Eight villas.

The master bedroom bathroom on the second floor.

White water churned and steam rose in the heated bathtub.

Forensic pathologist Zhou Hai leaned against an imported massage cushion, his large belly surfacing.

A young woman in a silk robe sat on the edge, swirling a half-empty glass of red wine in her hand.

Zhou Hai reached out and pinched the woman's thigh.

This villa cost him 1.5 million.

This was the first hush money Zhao Tianci gave him, used to buy the death certificate for Qin Meng.

Once the storm passes, he can get another apartment in the city center.

As for that scapegoat named Qin Meng, his ashes have probably already been scattered.

What can a poor student do to fight against the might of Jiangcheng?

A tremendous roar came from the lobby on the first floor.

It wasn't a knock.

It was that German-imported armored security door, priced at 100,000 yuan, along with half of the load-bearing wall, that was smashed to pieces.

The loud crash of the gravel hitting the floor caused the water in the bathtub to shake violently, spilling most of it.

Zhou Hai suddenly sat up.

The woman's wine glass fell onto the floor tiles, the red wine mixing with the water.

Heavy footsteps echoed down the stairs.

With each step, the solid wood staircase cracked under the strain.

The woman wrapped herself tightly in her bathrobe and rushed barefoot out of the bathroom to check.

The screaming sound was stuck in my throat.

She fell straight backward, hitting the back of her head on the door frame, and collapsed unconscious.

Qin Meng stepped into the bathroom, his feet crunching over the wood chips scattered on the floor.

Rain dripped down his dark golden skin, pooling into a dark puddle on the floor.

He held the file in his hand, a corner of which was scorched from the heat.

Qin Meng stared at the pile of fat in the bathtub.

If you rush to the Zhao family the moment you receive the list, you will inevitably face a combined attack from top experts.

The risk is too great.

We must drag out these accomplices hiding in the shadows, one by one, and crush them all.

This would both sever the Zhao family's influence and allow this body to accumulate sufficient resources.

This pig traded a fabricated DNA report for a pool full of warm water and fine wine.

Breaking his neck would be too lenient.

Since he makes a living by dissecting people, he should experience the feeling of a blade cutting through the skin of a living person.

"Who...who are you? You want money? I have cash in my safe downstairs! You can have it all!"

Zhou Hai desperately shrank into the corner of the bathtub, splashing water all over his face.

Qin Meng threw the dossier in his hand onto the wet floor tiles.

The papers scattered.

The forensic report bearing Zhou Hai's signature was clearly visible.

Zhou Hai's gaze fell on the report, and his breath caught in his throat.

He recognized the face.

"Qin Meng? You're not dead!" Zhou Hai's voice was completely off.

Qin Meng walked to the sink.

Open the drawer.

Inside, a set of medical scalpels was neatly arranged.

This is Zhou Hai's private collection; it's made of high-carbon steel and has an extremely thin blade.

"Young Master Zhao gave you two million." Qin Meng pulled out a No. 3 scalpel.

My thumb gently traced the sharp blade.

The skin and flesh were not broken, and the blade emitted a crisp hum.

"Zhao Tianci forced me to sign! If I didn't, he would kill my whole family!"

Zhou Hai retreated frantically until his back pressed firmly against the cold tiles.

Qin Meng turned around.

He strode towards the bathtub.

He grabbed Zhou Hai's sparse hair with one hand and dragged his obese body out of the water.

Two hundred pounds of weight felt weightless in Qin Meng's hands.

"Your hand didn't shake when you took the money."

Zhou Hai fell heavily onto the floor tiles, breaking two of his ribs.

The woman on the ground just then slowly woke up.

She saw the dark golden giant with one knee pressed against Zhou Hai's back.

The thin blade in the giant's hand gleamed in the warm bathroom light.

The woman's stomach clenched violently, her eyes rolled back, and she fell into a deathly coma once more.

"Master Qin! I'll give you all the money! I can even testify in court and accuse the Zhao family! Spare my life!"

Zhou Hai pressed his face against the floor tiles, shouting hoarsely.

Qin Meng flipped Zhou Hai over.

The scalpel was applied to Zhou Hai's chest skin.

"This knife is usually used to cut open the chest cavity of a dead person."

Qin Meng pressed his wrist down slightly.

Skin rupture.

The fat layer was cut open.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining the white tiles red.

Zhou Hai let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

His limbs flailed wildly, but Qin Meng's knees pinned him firmly to the ground, leaving him completely still.

"You should have thought about today the moment you signed your name."

The blade moved.

He precisely severed the nerve plexus in Zhou Hai's right hand.

The hand that used the pen to forge the document was completely useless, lying limply on the floor tiles.

Zhou Hai's cries were distorted by extreme pain.

Qin Meng did not pause.

The blade moved down, cutting towards the left wrist.

Blood splattered onto Qin Meng's dark gold hand.

"Kill me...just kill me!" Zhou Hai convulsed violently in the pool of blood, defecating and urinating.

"it is good."

Qin Meng pulled out the scalpel.

He stabbed Zhou Hai in the throat with a backhand motion.

Tracheotomy.

Artery rupture.

All the wails were blocked by thick blood.

Zhou Hai's hands fell limply to his sides in the pool of blood, his eyeballs bulging out, and he had completely lost his life.

[Kill a villain, Violence Value +100]

Qin Meng stood up.

He tore off a dry bath towel and slowly wiped the blood from his hands.

After drying him off, he casually tossed the towel onto the corpse's face.

He pulled the scorched list from his pocket.

With his bloodied thumb, he forcefully scratched the name "Zhou Hai".

My gaze followed the list downwards.

Stop at the second name.

Witness: Chen Dazhu.

Address: Jiangcheng South District shantytown.

He accepted 500,000 yuan in cash from the Zhao family and gave false testimony in court, claiming that he personally witnessed Qin Meng committing rape.