177 Chapter 177: No Qualms About Murdering People (1/2)

Ken looked at Kylie and said, ”Let's play a game. If you win, I will let you go, and you can return to The Four Seasons. If I win, you will be mine until the day that you die, and we will return to The Four Seasons, together.”

Kylie frowned. She did not want to play a game with Ken. Not seeing any other option, though, she nodded her head. She could feel that this devil had something in his sleeve. There's no way that this man will let go of her, as last time he tried to assault her.

Ken smiled and told her that she was a very good girl, which made her feel like a dog. Ken got up, took her hand, and led her outside, to where his car was waiting. He put her in the backseat and climbed in through the driver's seat. She just doesn't say any words, but she was thinking about some ways to escape from this devil.

Ken started the car and sped off in the direction of the inventory. When they arrived, Kylie noticed the plastic chairs and cigarette butts that littered the ground. From the corner, she could hear someone openly weeping. ”Who is that?” Kylie wondered.

”Weeping Myrtle,” Ken laughed. ”You know, from Harry Potter.”

Already, Ken's sense of humor was grating on her.

”In all seriousness,” Ken continued, ”the person that you hear is actually your friend, Faith. I stripped her of both her clothes and her dignity, and then I tied her to a barrel of oil. She has a gag in her mouth, which is why she hasn't called out for help yet. She has a butt plug in her anus, and that is why she'd to weep. Apparently, she is more of a vanilla kind of girl.”

”You're a fucking pig,” Kylie snared. ”How could you do that to an innocent woman, who did nothing against you?” Kylie screams in anger. She wanted to kill this devil to take revenge for Faith.

”Maybe I am,” Ken replied as he walked over to Faith and pulled out the gag from her mouth. Faith tried to speak but found that her jaw hurt too much for her to form words. There was saliva dripping from her mouth. ”But look at your friend. I would rather be a metaphorical pig, that a fucking slob likes your friend here.”

”But let's get down to business,” Ken said as he pointed to a box that was on the table. ”The first part of our game is simple. There is a snake in that box. If you can take it out, you win, and I will let your friend go.”

”Don't do it,” Faith cried as she found her voice. ”It could be poisonous.”

Kylie frowned and bit her lower lip. She can't let Faith suffer from Ken's kind of game. She needed to save her best friend.

Ken shrugged and said, ”Time's up. Will you try to rescue her? If you do not accept the challenge or fail to complete the challenge, I will drag her out into the yard and set her on fire. No pressure, though. You are under no obligation to save your friend.” His voice rang like a demon coming from hell, who tends to destroy someone's lives.

Kylie quickly answers, ”Promise me that if I take the snake out that you will let her go.”