Chapter 373 - The yangs (1/2)
The blond man snickered coldly, ”This means we are back to square one. The identity of this mysterious woman could be anything. Who knows if she's planted by Feng Dingxiong against us or maybe his son Feng Jianyu has discovered something.”
He narrowed his eyes at the two photographs kept on the table, One of Young Alice and the other of the mysterious masked woman XM.
”She could be anyone but not the girl killed seven years back. No one can survive Shao's brutal torture… Tsk… tsk… she was just a tiny girl” He pulled the chair to sit across the oak wood table and took out the dagger tucked at his waist.
A wicked glint flashed across his eyes, remembering how mercilessly the young girl was killed. It's always satisfying to toy your victim before killing, hearing them scream in pain, begging for life….. It's thrilling, adrenalin rushed through your system giving you high. ”This woman whoever she is, I'll slowly chop her into pieces” a sound gurgled through his mouth.
The other man in the room who appeared to be around 38-40, his expression suddenly turned more dreadful. The curve of his lips turned upwards in a sinister smirk, his dangerous rich mahogany eyes shifted at the blond man who was now playing with the dagger, eyeing the photographs.
'Thud'
The falling sound of the chair in the background echoed.
The man got up like a gush of wind and snatched the dagger. Before the blonde man could react his hand was yanked on to the table, palm down.
The blonde man froze in fear, he jumped but kept his mouth sealed. Suddenly something pierced through his flesh in a swift motion, hitting the wooden table beneath going halfway through the dagger.
Everything happened in a split second and the blonde man reacted only when the pain seared through his body, slow, sparking all the way from hand to brain, making him feel dizzy, shocking his five senses.
”ARGHHHHH” A piercing scream echoed in the air, but the scream was nothing if compared to the victims he had tortured before killing. He gasped for air and clutched his wrist in the hopes of alleviating the pain.
”B-BROTHER…. NOOO STOPP…. ARGHHHH!”
The knife was forcefully pulled off and slammed once again at a different angle, making it look like a plus sign at the back of the hand.
”Yang Zian, you better not have any thought about that woman. If she really is Mo family's daughter, she's worth more than anything in this world” The man snarled, blue light reflecting from the computer screen makes him look like an asura crawled up from the depths of hell as he pressed the dagger deeper.
The door suddenly opened and a woman walked in, her walk graceful and proud. She glanced at the bloodied mess on the table, her upper lip curled in disdain but she controlled her expressions and strolled to the table, the strong iron smell made her feel nauseous.
Yang Zian's blurred vision cleared, between his haggard breathing he looked up at the woman before glancing at his elder brother whose hands are still fisted at the dagger.