bigabreads Chapter 453 - 446: Sin
Chapter 453 - 446: Sin
A large pool of blood flowed from the woman’s body, staining the clean street red.
The woman lay on the ground, her hands twitching. She hadn’t died instantly. It seemed she still had some strength left. She managed to lift her delicate face—soaked with tears and steeped in terror—and let out a silent scream. Her hands clawed desperately forward, as if trying to drag her body away.
Then, the middle-aged man walked over, cursing under his breath. He stomped viciously on the woman’s body a few times before pulling out a pistol, aiming it at the back of her head, and pulling the trigger.
BANG!!
After another gunshot, the woman’s body convulsed ceaselessly, but she could no longer move.
Zhou Yuanjue watched this scene, a bit stunned. He didn’t seem to expect something like this to happen on the street.
However, the other pedestrians on the street merely frowned slightly, showing their displeasure, but took no further action. It was as if they were already accustomed to such scenes.
The middle-aged man muttered a few more curses, then put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, instantly resuming a refined, scholarly appearance. With a warm smile, he apologized to the other pedestrians nearby.
Immediately, uniformed personnel surrounded him. After a brief conversation, the man pulled a wad of cash from his coat and handed it to them. The workers bowed and scraped, not pursuing the matter any further. Instead, they skillfully cleaned up the woman’s body, tossing it into a street sweeper like a piece of trash, and began washing down the ground.
Zhou Yuanjue’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"That was probably a ’slave’. Before this, they might have been the apple of someone’s eye, someone’s beloved, or a goddess put on a pedestal. But once they’re trafficked here, they’re just commodities. That man paid for her, so in the eyes of this city, she was his private property. It doesn’t matter how he disposes of her. However, since he polluted the road, he had to pay a fine to have the city cleaned."
"These... are the rules here."
"Should we do something?" Huang Bin was silent for a moment before speaking.
"No need."
Hearing this, Zhou Yuanjue slowly closed his eyes.
A flash of disappointment crossed Huang Bin’s eyes when he heard this.
He knew they couldn’t expose their identities before the plan officially began. Otherwise, it would be difficult to track down Bartmu, and they themselves would be in danger.
But faced with a scene like this, holding back was truly agonizing.
This was the Black Continent. This was the dark side of humanity, eroding the little light left in the world in unimaginable places, using unimaginable methods.
"Notify the Hunting Mark Organization. I want the Data on all major powers in this city in the shortest possible time, no matter what methods they have to use."
Zhou Yuanjue’s expression was calm as he slowly opened his eyes and looked out the car window, as if nothing had changed.
But in reality, his magnetic field had already spread out silently, placing some kind of mark on that man.
"Tonight, while I’m at it, I will destroy this Lawless City."
Hearing this, a fierce light flashed in Huang Bin’s eyes.
"Yes, I understand!"
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...
Dom Toretto, a top elite in the financial circles of Starry Sky Country. At a young age, he was already living a life of luxury, having earned a vast fortune that others could never hope to attain in a lifetime. Without a doubt, he was a winner in life.
But life in high society wasn’t as glamorous as one might imagine, especially since he couldn’t yet be considered a full-fledged member.
Stress, depression, mania...
He used stimulants and constantly sought sensual stimulation from beautiful women, but nothing could fully release the pressure building inside him.
No matter how hard he struggled, the insurmountable class barrier remained before him. In the eyes of the truly powerful, he was nothing more than a dog wagging its tail and begging for scraps.
Until a friend brought him here. He discovered this place was practically paradise.
Here, he could vent all his inner frustrations without restraint. Torture, madness, slaughter—as long as you had money, nothing was forbidden.
He couldn’t squander money like the truly wealthy families, but his financial means were enough to let him "vacation" here for a full week each year.
Just a short while ago, he had bought a new plaything he fancied from the Swan Auction House and was planning to have a good time tonight. He never expected the bitch would actually dare to run away, nearly injuring his face and causing him to lose his composure in public. Damned thing.
Dom maintained the warm smile of an elite professional, but inwardly, he was viciously cursing all of the woman’s relatives and silently fuming about his bad luck.
Walking into the hotel’s luxurious lobby, his eyes swept over the beautiful female staff, wondering if he should have them provide some "special services" tonight. But unfortunately, they weren’t his property, so many of his "tricks" couldn’t be performed.
As he stepped into the elevator, just as the doors were about to close, a delicate white arm suddenly reached in. The doors slid open again, and a beautiful figure appeared before Dom’s eyes.
A tight-fitting dress, fair skin, a delicate face, long, flowing fiery-red hair, and an incredibly shapely figure—it all ignited a flame within him.
’She’s top-shelf...’
No matter how well-trained the playthings here were, this kind of temperament and aura was simply impossible to imitate.
Dom maintained his smile and asked in a steady voice, "Which floor, miss?"
"I’m going to whatever floor you’re going to."
The woman gave him a suggestive smile.
’Could it be...’
Dom’s heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face grew even more intense.
"I like a decisive man. The way you fired that gun was intoxicating..."
The woman’s hand rested lightly on Dom’s shoulder, and the rich scent of her perfume wafted into his nostrils.
Dom didn’t know when his hand had come to rest on the woman’s waist. The normally shrewd man now seemed to be in a daze; he wasn’t even clear on when he had left the elevator and returned to his room.
When he came to his senses again, a sharp pain shot through him.
He found himself bound by his hands and hung up in the bathroom, completely naked. His mouth was firmly gagged with a sock. He could only see that his lower body was a bloody mess, and the intense pain was overwhelming his mind.
MMPH!!
He began to struggle violently. He saw the beautiful woman pick up the nearby shower head, turn the temperature to its maximum setting, and aim it at his body.
The scalding water made his body tremble. His pale skin began to turn red, his blood circulation accelerated, and the pain from his lower body intensified.
"The hot water will accelerate your blood flow, preventing your wounds from closing."
"So let your own blood wash away the sins you’ve committed."
The woman spoke faintly, then walked out of the bathroom and closed the door, leaving Dom to his despairing gaze.
"I know the hatred in your heart, but you shouldn’t have done something unnecessary. This will expose our identities and put us in danger," a man in a black windbreaker said to the woman in a flat tone in the room.