Lin Wanwan’s last bit of hope disappeared.
The truth that the idol of hers turned out to be a complete jerk came with a sense of betrayal.
Ye Yuanting was mad. “Lin Wanwan, I invited you because you claimed to be one of us. What the hell do you want?”
On the night of the auction, Lin Wanwan heard their conversation and showed her understanding.
He’d assumed that Lin Wanwan had the same interest, so he had no suspicion when she showed up.
Lin Wanwan clenched her fist and punched him hard in the face, sending his teeth flying.
“You damned bastard! How could you do such despicable things? You do not deserve to be an idol, and I will fix that right now!”
Her anger brought her combat power to a peak.
Ye Yuanting had no strength to resist, but he quickly activated the alarm belted around his waist.
“Ring! Ring! Ring!”
The piercing alarm echoed in the entire building.
Lu Zhanbei stood still by the entrance as Lin Wanwan turned to him.
“Carry on; we’ll go when you are satisfied.”
“Ok!”
With Mr. Lu’s words of promise, she had nothing to worry about.
Lu Zhanbei went up the stairs and shut the door behind him.
When the armed guards showed up, Lu Zhanbei was lazing against the door with a cigarette between his lips. The overcast smoke was mystifying, but it couldn’t conceal his graceful yet dangerous vibe.
The guards exchanged looks with one another before their leader yelled, “Kill him!”
Lu Zhanbei took a final inhale before letting out a soft sigh.
He’d finally found a chance to have a cigarette.
He wanted to savor the moment a little longer, but guess there was no choice.
Lu Zhanbei’s finger flicked, and he disappeared before the cigarette could land.
Half an hour later.
Lin Wanwan glared at Ye Yuanting, who was lying dead on the ground, blood-drenched.
She pushed the door open and found a pile of bodies stacked in the corridor.
Lu Zhanbei was sucking on a newly lit cigarette, and his composure looked odd against the bloody scene.
Just then, footsteps sounded near, and the police force arrived at the scene. The new chief of the department gave Lu Zhanbei an admiring glance after seeing the men on the ground.
“Lu Zhanbei!”
A sharp female voice pierced through the air, cutting their admiration.
“How dare you smoke behind my back!”
Then, the chief witnessed a moment of embarrassment on the godlike man’s face. “The blood smelled bad.”
As he replied, he stubbed out his cigarette.
“…” You could fit an egg in the chief’s gaping mouth.
Lu Zhanbei felt the look on his face, but he grabbed Lin Wanwan’s hands without care.
“Did that feel good?”
“Somewhat.”
Lu Zhanbei signaled the chief. “Chief Zou, I’ll leave it to you.”
Then, Lin Wanwan and Lu Zhanbei left the place.
Back at the Yun Mansion, Lin Wanwan couldn’t get the horrifying picture out of her head.
Lu Zhanbei patted her head. “It’s getting late, so sleep soon. We will have an answer tomorrow.”
“Ok.”
It was seven in the evening the next day.
The national channel reported a piece of daunting news.
One of the most influential superstars, Ye Yuanting, was the mastermind behind an acrotomophilia group. They had been kidnapping thousands of people of all ages around the world.
