Chapter 65: The Last Hope

When they saw Liu Yijun rush out, smiles appeared on Liu Yifeng and Bai Zhong’s faces. They waited for Liu Shengnan to return triumphantly, bringing the result they wanted.

“It’s you…”

“Ah… Help!”

“Bang…”

…

But before the smiles vanished from Liu Yifeng and Bai Zhong’s faces, they heard Liu Yijun’s shocked cry. Along with his scream, the apartment door slammed shut heavily, and Liu Yijun’s agonized screams began.

“Aaaaaah…”

Sharp, piercing cries, like those of a slaughtered pig, echoed through the apartment. Because it was summer, Liu Yijun and Liu Yifeng had closed the windows and turned on the air conditioner, making the whole apartment quite cool.

Similarly, the apartment’s soundproofing was excellent. The surroundings were empty with few other residents, so people outside couldn’t hear Liu Yijun’s screams, but those inside heard his agonizing voice echoing in their ears.

Under Liu Yifeng and Bai Zhong’s horrified gazes, Jiang Xincheng’s figure appeared in their sight. In Jiang Xincheng’s hand, Liu Yijun was spinning continuously, and the short sword in Jiang Xincheng’s hand spun along with him.

The short sword moved like a butterfly flitting through flowers. It pierced through Liu Yijun’s legs, through his hands, through his chest.

In just one minute, Jiang Xincheng threw the pain-unconscious Liu Yijun out, slamming him heavily in front of Liu Yifeng and Bai Zhong. But Liu Yijun’s legs, feet, arms, and hands had all turned into white bones—the flesh and blood eaten away by the butterfly.

Even his chest now showed exposed bones, revealing his terrifying internal organs. Liu Yijun was on the verge of death, with only a few hours left to live.

“Jiang Xincheng, how dare you treat someone from the Liu Clan like this? You’re finished! You’re dead!” Liu Yifeng screamed in terror, while Bai Zhong trembled uncontrollably, never expecting Jiang Xincheng to dare inflict such cruelty on Liu Yijun.

Jiang Xincheng sneered coldly, “A few dozen minutes ago, a vicious woman said the same things to me. But as for her current state? Heh.”

“What happened to my cousin? What did you do to her?” Liu Yifeng asked in fear.

Bai Zhong’s face was equally grim, “Cousin Shengnan is an expert in the Bone Training Realm. You couldn’t possibly be her match.”

“Liu Shengnan? She’s probably lying in some filthy ditch right now, drinking dirty water to her heart’s content.” Jiang Xincheng took out Liu Shengnan’s gloves and put them on his own hands, then advanced menacingly toward Liu Yifeng and Bai Zhong, “Heaven’s punishment can be survived, but self-inflicted punishment cannot. I originally wanted to spare you, but you kept provoking me, crossing my bottom line. Now you have no choice but to die.”

“Impossible! My cousin is so powerful. How could you possibly kill Cousin Shengnan?” Liu Yifeng cried out in disbelief.

Remembering his previous experience, Bai Zhong immediately knelt down and surrendered, “Jiang Xincheng, I surrender! Please let me go! You can have everything I have. I’ll never oppose you again. Just spare me this once!”

“Bai Zhong, what the hell are you doing? Surrendering to him? What is he? Just trash from a small town. I’m right here—let’s see how he dares to touch me. The Liu Clan has numerous experts. If he dares lay a finger on me…”

Before Liu Yifeng could finish, Jiang Xincheng punched him in the face with the gloves. Half his face went slack, then the other half, followed by all his teeth… then his chest, arms, hands, legs…

Liu Yifeng’s agonized screams never ceased, and he could no longer utter any threats toward Jiang Xincheng.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xincheng left the apartment. Deep in the apartment’s basement lay Liu Yijun, Liu Yifeng, and Bai Zhong, all on the verge of death.

Liu Yijun’s body was covered in white bones. Liu Yifeng and Bai Zhong were like lumps of mud, with countless broken bones throughout their bodies. Having endured so much suffering in his past life, Jiang Xincheng’s methods were as ruthless as any evil Primordial Warrior.

Given the severity of Liu Yijun, Liu Yifeng, and Bai Zhong’s injuries, they would die in just a few hours. There was nothing around them to contact the outside world, and they couldn’t even move, forced to wait here until death.

“I regret it!” Bai Zhong laughed bitterly, “If I’d known Jiang Xincheng was this terrifying, I would never have tried to deal with him. Otherwise, I’d still be in Nanhai City enjoying sunbaths and flirting with beauties. Heh.”

A venomous expression crossed Liu Yifeng’s face, “Don’t worry, Bai Zhong. Someone will avenge us. The Liu Clan will never let him go. He’ll be crushed to dust and torn to pieces in the future. He’ll never have a good day in this life. I curse him! I curse him to a terrible death! I curse his whole family to be wiped out!”

“Curses are useless,” Bai Zhong rolled his eyes, “Stop that nonsense. Let’s be calm. Maybe we can live a little longer, breathe a little more fresh air. Damn it, how many people did you kill in this basement? Why does the air here smell so awful?”

“Not many, just over a dozen. But half were beauties, including that bitch Liu Jie, who dared to embarrass us in front of everyone. Ha! A couple of days ago, I tortured her to death—my brother was with me too. She died horribly, worse than us. Hahahaha…” Liu Yijun was already going mad. Seeing the white bones on his arms, legs, and chest, he was terrified into insanity, “I want to keep killing! I want to torture everyone! Jiang Xincheng, I won’t let you go! I’ll kill you! Kill your whole family!”

“No remorse. Damn it, I’m so unlucky to have met you brothers—a pair of madmen and unlucky bastards.” Watching Liu Yijun’s frantic shouts, Bai Zhong’s expression turned extremely ugly. He deeply regretted encountering Liu Yijun and Liu Yifeng, “Why did I let you two talk me into coming here? I haven’t even enjoyed one beauty, got beaten half to death, barely recovered halfway, and then Jiang Xincheng comes seeking revenge, torturing me like this. Liu Yijun, Liu Yifeng, you two assholes! In the next life, I’ll never be your elder cousin again.”

Liu Yifeng glanced at him coldly, “Why waste words? Pray instead—pray someone finds us and saves us before we die…”

Before Liu Yifeng finished speaking, they heard the sound of something being moved aside in a corner not far away. Hearing that sound, both Liu Yifeng and Bai Zhong’s eyes lit up.

Although their injuries were severe, if treated in time, they might still survive. The person in that corner might very well be their last shred of hope.