CHAPTER 434: CHAPTER 427: MADNESS

"Ouch, the little beauty is quite feisty? Not bad, big brother just loves playing with this kind of spirited one."

Liu Sancun didn’t take Mo Liu seriously at all, the fire in his heart burning fiercer by the moment. Although the other men were also lust-driven at heart, they could only wait for Liu Sancun to go first—after all, Liu Sancun was one of the old-timers next to the boss!

Mo Liu clenched his teeth without a word, staring fixedly at the group of men rushing towards him, gripping the wooden stick tightly in both hands, veins bulging, and even a few splinters piercing into his flesh. He felt a faint excitement; this pain allowed him to concentrate his mind.

Kill them!

He must kill them at all costs!

At this moment in Mo Liu’s heart, there was only one belief—today, it’s either their death or his!

Sisi thought it wasn’t easy to find someone considering the many branch roads in the alley where bicycles travel. She went to the Yun Mansion and borrowed Da Hei from Mr. Yun. Da Hei was trained very well by Luo Datou, not at all inferior to a police dog.

Mr. Yun, upon hearing that Mo Liu had gone missing, was not particularly alarmed. He just motioned with his fingers and seemed to ponder for a while, then gestured for Sisi to go find people.

Seeing Mr. Yun’s calm demeanor, Sisi’s heart settled. Mo Liu shouldn’t be in life-threatening danger, should he?

Otherwise, Mr. Yun wouldn’t be so composed, right?

After Sisi left, Mr. Yun frowned tightly, muttering to himself: "Strange, it’s supposed to be a deathtrap, so why does it contain a possibility for life?"

What was amiss?

Even with Mr. Yun’s reputation for being infallible in his calculations, at this moment, he was confused by Mo Liu’s dire situation.

In fact, Mr. Yun hadn’t miscalculated. In his previous life, at this point Mo Liu indeed had died.

In his previous life, Mo Liu hadn’t met Sisi. He was still the same timid, sensitive, fragile boy. Under a chance encounter, he had met Jin Yan and hit it off almost immediately. In no time, they became best friends who could talk about anything, just like now.

Likewise, Jin Wen had her people attack Mo Liu, in the same abandoned mansion, and it was Li Heizi and his gang again.

The difference was, in his previous life, Mo Liu, feeling too desperate, made no resistance, was humiliated to death by Liu Sancun’s group, and his corpse was dumped in the city area, a pitiful sight.

As the Mo Family lacked influence in Capital City and Mr. Yun had passed away at the time, no one could seek justice for Mo Liu. The case faded into obscurity, and the Jins continued to thrive as before.

In this life, due to meeting friends like Sisi, Shangguan, and Zhang Jie, Mo Liu became more outgoing, and his courage increased considerably. Moreover, the recent conflict with Takahashi from Japan gave him boundless courage.

With courage comes strength, and so, Mo Liu found a sliver of hope for himself.

Indeed, Da Hei was extremely capable. He first sniffed the bicycle, then the road next to it, and then dashed off down one of the roads, delighted.

Sisi and the others hurriedly followed in the car. Da Hei ran and sniffed and eventually sped up. About half an hour later, Da Hei stopped at the entrance to a deserted mansion, barking incessantly towards the inside.

Sisi took out a piece of beef jerky soaked in Qiong Wine from her bag and stuffed it into the tail-wagging Da Hei’s mouth. Da Hei woofed it down in one gulp, leaving none behind after a short while.

Sisi took out another piece from her bag to feed Da Hei and whispered, "Da Hei, if you see the bad guys later, bite them hard, got it?"

Da Hei blinked his black eyes as if he understood Sisi’s words and with a bound, charged in. Yang Shu and Shangguan closely followed.

Before long, a series of pained shouts of "Ow!" could be heard.

"Where did this dog come from? Ouch, it bit me to death."

"Damn it, what’s going on today? People are going mad, and so are the dogs!"

Sisi followed closely behind Yang Shu and the others, and as soon as she entered the hall, she smelled a strong scent of blood.

Her heart sank, Sisi tried to stay calm, silently praying that the blood wasn’t Mo Liu’s – Mr. Yun hadn’t said that Mo Liu was in danger!

The blood had to be from these bad guys!

But God did not hear Sisi’s prayers. After Yang Shu had subdued Li Heizi and his cronies, Sisi saw Mo Liu lying in a pool of blood.

"Ah Liu!"

Sisi threw herself at Mo Liu, who was still clutching a blood-soaked wooden stick in his hand. Seeing Sisi, Mo Liu showed a breathtakingly beautiful smile.

"Sisi, I won, I wasn’t... bullied, I’m still... clean."

"Yes, Ah Liu is so amazing, able to fight so many people by himself, Ah Liu is the most powerful, and the cleanest, cleaner than the snowflakes in the sky."

Sisi cried as she reached into her bag, pulled out the high-concentration Qiong Wine, and kept pouring it into Mo Liu’s mouth. After pouring half the bottle, she then splashed it on his wounds.

Mo Liu had more than a dozen wounds on his body, most of them cuts. A large area of his chest was caved in, presumably from broken ribs, and both his legs appeared deformed, as if the leg bones had also been broken.

"Those bastards!"

Sisi was so angry she gritted her teeth. After pouring most of the bottle of Qiong Wine, she carefully laid the unconscious Mo Liu on the ground and charged at the subdued Li Heizi and the others.

She picked up a stick and started hitting them indiscriminately until they were crying for their fathers and mothers.

It wasn’t until Sisi was too tired to continue that she stopped. By now, Yang Shu had already carried Mo Liu to the car. He needed to take Mo Liu to the hospital, while Sisi and the others stayed behind to watch over these people.

Several of Li Heizi’s group were seriously injured, their heads deeply pierced by sharp objects, bleeding all over their faces. If they were not rushed to the hospital in time, they would likely die from excessive blood loss, but nobody sympathized with them. If they died, then let them die.

"Speak, who ordered you to kidnap Mo Liu?" Sisi held the stick asking a skinny man. This man seemed familiar to her, but she couldn’t recall where she had seen him.

Liu Sancun was also injured, having been punctured several times by nails. Who knows if he’d get tetanus?

Isn’t the tetanus shot supposed to be effective only if administered within 24 hours?

The more Liu Sancun thought about it, the more frightened he became. He’d rather go to the hospital for treatment right away. He wasn’t even thirty years old; he didn’t want to die!

When Sisi asked him, Liu Sancun truly wanted to answer her question, but he didn’t know. He was just a minion who took orders from others – how could he know these top secret matters?

Seeing Liu Sancun shaking his head, Sisi swung the stick with all her might, and with a ’crack,’ Liu Sancun’s right arm limply drooped down. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down from his forehead. Liu Sancun was tough and bit back any noise, but his face turned as pale as paper.

Jin Yan didn’t expect Sisi, a delicate girl, to be so ruthless in her actions, with not a moment of hesitation, just like Ah Wen.

"Sisi, why don’t we call the police, let the authorities interrogate them?" Jin Yan suggested.

Sisi, frustrated by not getting any useful information, suddenly had a thought upon seeing Jin Yan, and remembered someone.