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

Qin Meng folded the list again and stuffed it back into his pocket.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

He kicked the entire tempered glass panel and shattered it.

A strong wind, mixed with rain, poured into the luxurious bathroom, overturning bottles and jars on the sink.

Qin Meng leaped down.

It landed on the lawn in the villa garden.

The lawn was smashed into a deep hole.

Mud and water splashed.

Jiangcheng South District, a shantytown.

This is the most chaotic place in the entire Jiangcheng, with low-rise self-built houses crammed together.

Chen Dazhu was sitting in a dilapidated rented room.

Several bottles of cheap liquor and a plate of peanuts were on the table.

Three scruffy-looking young men with blond hair were sitting opposite him.

"Brother Zhu, you've struck it rich this time!"

A blond-haired man tossed a peanut into his mouth, his face full of fawning.

Chen Dazhu took a big gulp of baijiu and let out a burp.

He was an unemployed vagrant who made a living by stealing chickens and dogs.

The Zhao family's steward approached him and asked him to appear in court as a witness.

"This money is easy to earn. Just go to court, say a few words, and say you saw that kid stripping someone. The rest, the Zhao family has taken care of."

Chen Dazhu touched his bulging pocket, which contained 20,000 yuan in cash that he had just withdrawn.

"That Qin Meng is an idiot too. Any ordinary person who dares to mess with Young Master Zhao deserves to have their whole family wiped out."

Another blond-haired man nodded in agreement.

"Brother Zhu is right. These days, ordinary people have to be prepared to be dogs."

The asbestos tiles on the roof were pattering loudly as the rain hit them.

The already flimsy wooden door suddenly made a loud bang.

boom!

The wooden door shattered into countless pieces, which shot into the house.

One of the blond-haired men couldn't dodge in time and was pierced in the shoulder by a sharp splinter, letting out a scream as he fell to the ground.

The wind and rain surged in.

The wine bottle on the table was overturned, and the liquor spilled all over the floor.

Chen Dazhu looked up in alarm.

A tall man stood outside the door.

A waterproof drape was casually draped over his shoulders, revealing his dark gold body.

Rainwater slid down his angular muscles.

The dim light in the room illuminated his face, outlining his cold and hard features.

"Who the hell are you?!" Chen Dazhu, emboldened by alcohol, grabbed a broken bottle from the table.

Qin Meng ignored the blond-haired man on the ground.

He strode into the house.

He grabbed Chen Dazhu's wrist, which was holding the wine bottle.

Apply a little force.

Click.

The bones were broken.

The broken bottle in Chen Dazhu's hand fell to the ground, shards of glass scattering everywhere.

He knelt down, clutching his wrist, and the effects of the alcohol instantly sobered him up considerably.

"Five hundred thousand. For a pair of eyes." Qin Meng looked down at him condescendingly.

Chen Dazhu trembled violently all over.

He finally recognized the face in front of him.

Although he was countless times stronger than he was in court, and his skin color had changed, he could never forget that outline.

"Qin...Qin Meng!"

Upon hearing the name, the remaining two blond-haired men were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground and scrambled to the corner.

Qin Meng took the list out of his pocket.

He unfolded his hand and handed it to Chen Dazhu.

"You sign this document and say you saw me rape you with your own eyes."

Chen Dazhu shook his head desperately.

"Grandpa Qin! I was wrong! I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything! The Zhao family taught me to say that!"

Qin Meng took back the list.

I don't believe it.

He held up two fingers.

"Since you saw it with your own eyes, keeping those eyes will only cause trouble."

Qin Meng's fingers suddenly plunged towards Chen Dazhu's face.

puff.

The heart-wrenching screams tore through the rainy night in the shantytown.

Chen Dazhu covered his face with both hands, and blood gushed out from between his fingers, mixed with transparent crystalline liquid.

He rolled around on the floor frantically, knocking over the folding bed behind him.

The crotches of the two blond-haired men huddled in the corner were instantly soaked, and the stench of urine filled the air.

One of them was so frightened that he foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Qin Meng pulled out a few cheap tissues from the table next to him.

He slowly and deliberately wiped his fingers clean.

"Five hundred thousand, keep it to buy paper money for the dead."

Qin Meng raised his right foot.

He stomped heavily on Chen Dazhu's chest.

The sternum collapsed extensively, and broken ribs pierced the heart.

The wailing stopped abruptly.

[Kill a villain, Violence Value +100]

Qin Meng turned his head and looked at a blond-haired man who was still awake, huddled in the corner.

The blond-haired man kowtowed frantically, his forehead slamming against the concrete floor, blood streaming down his face.

"I didn't see anything! I don't know anything! Please, please let me go!"

Qin Meng ignored him.

He pulled the list out of his pocket.

A line was drawn across Chen Dazhu's name.

The night rain has not stopped.

An underground casino in the southern district of Jiangcheng.

Zhang San, who was giving false testimony, was shirtless and boasting to a hostess.

"Young Master Zhao is really generous; he gave me 100,000. Once this blows over, I'll go buy a house in another city."

The solid wood door panel was kicked into pieces.

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Qin Meng, who is two meters tall, walked into the smoky private room.

His dark gold skin gleamed with a metallic sheen under the dim light.

Zhang San's hand holding the cigarette trembled, and the cigarette butt fell onto his crotch, burning him and making him shiver.

"Who are you from?!"

Qin Meng stepped forward and pinched Zhang San's chin with one hand.

work hard.

The mandible and teeth were all crushed into powder.

Zhang San collapsed to the ground without making a sound.

[Kill a villain, Violence Value +100]

One hour later.

Chengdong Bath Center.

Li Si, a hoodlum, was soaking in the hot water pool with his eyes closed, while his underlings diligently rubbed his back.

"Fourth Brother, is the water temperature alright today?"

No one responded.

The younger brother looked up in confusion.

A two-meter-tall giant stood by the pool, lifting Li Si into the air with one hand around his neck.

Li Si's cervical spine was bent at a right angle.

My younger brother's legs went weak, and he fell headfirst into the pool, choking on water and losing consciousness.

[Kill a villain, Violence Value +100]

Three o'clock in the morning.

Liu Fang, an office clerk in the inspection department, stood in the underground parking garage of a high-end apartment building, dragging a designer suitcase.

With 300,000 yuan in cash given to her by the Zhao family in her bag, she bought a plane ticket to leave the country overnight.

I opened the car door. A shirtless man was sitting in the driver's seat.

Liu Fang opened her mouth to scream. A hand reached out and grabbed her throat.

A sudden force was applied to the wrist, causing the trachea to rupture.

A wallet full of cash fell to the ground, scattering banknotes all over the floor.

[Killing a target increases Berserk Value by 100]

All night long.

This roster, obtained at the cost of the lives of Qin Meng and his family of three, became a veritable death warrant.

The person in charge, the perpetrator, and the bribe-taker are all involved.

Not a single one escaped.

Qin Meng ran most of the way around Jiangcheng.

There was no interrogation, no nonsense.

Once their identities are confirmed, take action immediately.

Wipe out these scum of humanity with the most decisive violence.

The system's notification sounds came in a string.

The value kept fluctuating in the upper right corner of the retina.

Dawn broke.

An unfinished building on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

Qin Meng sat on a section of abandoned concrete pipe.

He pulled the blood-stained list out of his pocket.

The fingernail scratches hard across the paper.

More than a dozen names were all covered by horizontal lines.

The force penetrated the back of the paper, leaving a row of holes.

This meticulously woven web of interests, which drove good people to their doom, was completely smashed by him alone with his bare fists.

At the very bottom of the list.

Only one name remains, all alone.

The person directly responsible for forging the tools used in the crime and carrying out the arrest.

Wang Hai, the captain of the criminal investigation team.

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