Chapter 141: A Twisted Revenge

“You want me to release this b*tch?” Wang Meng sneered. “Hahaha, haven’t you seen the look of pure enjoyment on her face?”

“Just look at how she twists her waist!” he exclaimed. “It’s truly irresistible!”

Meeting Liu Hong’s furious gaze, Wang Meng contentedly licked his lips. ‘It feels truly exhilarating to make someone else suffer,’ he mused.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Wang Meng exerted even more force, hoping to see a deeper agony etched across Liu Hong’s face.

Yet, unlike before, he suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

His manhood had been seized.

This caused Wang Meng to instinctively glance down. There, he saw Liu Ying, who had been utterly still moments ago, suddenly open her eyes wide, her hands now actively engaged.

When Liu Ying stared straight at him, she resembled a dazed, soulless puppet. Yet, her hands moved ceaselessly, firmly and ruthlessly gripping Wang Meng’s manhood.

Immediately, her long nails dug deep, and with a powerful twist, she rotated Wang Meng’s manhood.

She twisted it a full circle.

“Ahhhhh!”

This elicited a wretched scream from Wang Meng. He violently swung his hand, slapping Liu Ying across the face, yet it failed to make her release her grip. Instead, she began twisting with even greater force.

Liu Hong, observing the horrifying scene unfold, couldn’t help but feel a sharp pang in his own groin.

While he believed the middle-aged man entirely deserved his fate, the sight was still excruciating.

His body instinctively recoiled.

It was akin to seeing a bayberry; even without tasting it, the mere sight was enough to make one’s mouth water from the sheer sourness.

Witnessing the middle-aged man’s manhood being mangled, likely never to rise again, Liu Hong, as a fellow man, felt an overwhelming surge of pain.

“b*tch, let go of me!”

As Wang Meng desperately landed punch after punch on Liu Ying, he showed absolutely no mercy. Yet, Liu Ying seemed utterly devoid of any pain receptors.

She displayed no reaction whatsoever.

She merely continued to mechanically twist Wang Meng’s manhood, having already rotated it an untold number of times.

Eventually, the excruciating pain sapped Wang Meng of all strength to continue his assault. He could only collapse onto the ground, shrieking in agony, desperate for Liu Ying to stop.

But it was useless.

Liu Ying continued twisting.

Moreover, she directly lifted her clenched hand, beginning to twist it furiously in mid-air.

To alleviate the torment, Wang Meng’s body instinctively cooperated, rising with her hand. Alas, this ascent into mid-air only intensified the gruesome experience, leaving Liu Hong, who watched from a short distance, utterly dumbfounded and convinced he had acquired a lasting psychological trauma.

“My God, what kind of miraculous turn of events is this!”

“Is this a counter-kill?”

“This is beyond ridiculous.”

“Damn it, just watching makes me ache.”

The sudden, drastic shift on the rooftop elicited continuous gasps of astonishment from the students observing below.

Even without having a direct view from across the building, merely watching from below offered a glimpse of the incredible spectacle, leaving everyone utterly dumbfounded.

Today’s school festival was truly shaping up to be anything but ordinary!

Amidst the throng, Lin Qing and Su Yao stood together. After witnessing Liu Ying’s abrupt actions, Lin Qing immediately turned his head to gaze at Su Yao, who stood beside him, bewildered by this unexpected turn of events.

‘What has gotten into Liu Ying?’

At that moment, Su Yao did not join the others in looking up. Instead, she reached into her embrace, retrieving a golden, antique pocket watch. She watched its hands tick around and around, a subtle smile playing on her lips, betraying her excellent mood.

Moments later, sensing Lin Qing’s gaze upon her, Su Yao ceased her contemplation of the watch. She lifted her head, meeting Lin Qing’s eyes directly, noting the profound surprise and uncertainty flickering within their depths.

“It’s merely a case of giving someone a taste of their own medicine.”

Addressing the perplexity in Lin Qing’s mind, Su Yao paused, then offered a smiling explanation.

However, Lin Qing, unaware of the full sequence of events, found himself utterly bewildered by this explanation, as if lost in a thick fog.

He couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

“She intended to drug you,” Su Yao clarified. “But I managed to preempt her.”

Su Yao remained remarkably patient. Then, as if recalling an additional detail, she continued to elaborate.

“As for the methods of using special drugs,” she explained, “there are numerous ways. For instance, the liquid can be sprayed onto paper, forming words that will completely evaporate over time, leaving no trace detectable even by sophisticated instruments.”

“The sole drawback is that the drug’s effects aren’t long-lasting. So, Liu Ying, you absolutely mustn’t disappoint me!”

As Su Yao spoke, a seemingly troubled expression settled on her face, yet her eyes glinted with a distinct amusement.

Her demeanor was strikingly reminiscent of a demon from the deepest pits of hell.

One who reveled in witnessing the complete and utter eruption of people’s myriad negative emotions before them.

Ugly and repulsive.

Finding perverse amusement in their suffering.

After hearing Su Yao’s words, Lin Qing understood that anything further he might say would prove futile.

This prompted him to immediately raise his gaze towards the rooftop, fervently hoping Liu Hong would be quick-witted enough to adapt and prevent the situation from escalating into an even more disastrous outcome.

“Liu Ying, please calm down!” Liu Hong called out. “There’s no need to commit a crime over this scumbag!”

Liu Hong, still clad in his black and white maid outfit on the rooftop, finally spoke up, observing Liu Ying’s increasingly erratic state.

The middle-aged man, who moments ago had been so smug and arrogant, was now rolling his eyes back in sheer agony.

It felt as though he might expire at any second.

As he spoke, Liu Hong felt utterly speechless. His initial intention had been to rescue Liu Ying from the intrusive middle-aged man. Now, however, the dynamic had completely reversed; he found himself wanting to rescue the middle-aged man from Liu Ying.

He, who had just endured such profound humiliation, who had suffered excruciating pain, and who had just experienced a devastating heartbreak, was surely the one most deserving of comfort!

‘Wuwu, a world where only Liu Hong gets hurt is truly complete!’

Initially, Liu Hong held little hope that his words of caution would have any effect. Liu Ying appeared utterly abnormal, as if under some strange control.

Whether she could even comprehend his words remained an uncertain unknown.

Yet, just as Liu Hong harbored these thoughts, Liu Ying genuinely released her hold.

She ceased her relentless twisting and swinging.

As Wang Meng’s manhood plummeted from mid-air, he, too, immediately lost consciousness and collapsed.

Liu Ying’s previously expressionless face suddenly contorted, and without any warning, she erupted into maniacal laughter.

The sheer force of her laughter caused a slight tear at the corner of her mouth, and blood began to trickle from the wound, staining the ground below.

In this state, Liu Ying appeared both horrifying and eerily unsettling.

“Why doesn’t Lin Qing like me?” Liu Ying shrieked. “Why does he prefer that cripple, Su Yao!”

Once her wild laughter subsided, Liu Ying abruptly lifted her head, her unfocused eyes locking onto Liu Hong, who stood across from her.

Her incessantly bleeding lips, coupled with her furious, venomous expression, shattered Liu Hong’s last vestiges of hesitation and lingering affection for Xiao Yu.

What’s more, even if he weren’t Lin Qing, presented with a choice between a perverted lunatic and a deranged psychopath, neither option would be a desirable one.

He would choose neither!

“What’s so great about Su Yao?” Liu Ying cackled. “She just has a few measly, stinking coins! Damn rich people, stop being so arrogant and just die!”

As Liu Ying uttered these words, she immediately broke into a strange, eerie chuckle. She extended one foot, placing it directly on Wang Meng’s manhood, stomping down with furious force as if to unleash her pent-up rage.

She inflicted grievous harm.

Liu Hong immediately adopted an expression of utter disbelief, unable to bear witnessing the sight. He thought, ‘Even if the middle-aged man is truly detestable, there’s no need to torture his manhood any further.’

‘He’s already suffered enough.’

“Liu Ying, calm down!”

“If Lin Qing wants money, I have it too!” Liu Ying declared. “I have plenty of money from compensated dating! Those men, as stupid as pigs, will send money over with just a flick of my finger! Hahaha, a bunch of fools!”

“…”

“And that Liu Hong,” she continued, “always hovering around, being annoying. If it weren’t for Lin Qing, I wouldn’t even bother with him. He’s trash!”

Liu Hong had been about to urge Liu Ying to calm down. However, he suddenly heard his own name escape her lips.

This caused Liu Hong’s mouth to twitch in exasperation. Suddenly, he no longer cared whether Liu Ying lived or died.

‘What kind of person is she!’

‘He was so good to Xiao Yu, and she finds him annoying. He truly wasted his efforts on her!’

“Hahahaha, I want lots and lots of money… pain, that’s what makes me happy… I have to go home and eat instant noodles again… compensated dating is so great…”

As Liu Hong inwardly cursed, Liu Ying’s words suddenly lost all coherence.

Her speech became a jumble of disjointed phrases, pieced together haphazardly.

It sounded utterly bizarre.

‘What is wrong with Liu Ying?’

‘Is she really mentally ill? Has she suffered a relapse?’

“I want to fly~~~~ hahaha, Haozi was killed, and the killer is looking for Lin Qing. Who is that woman, really? Wang Fanran is dead too, that’s great. When will I die?”

However, upon hearing Liu Ying’s next words, Liu Hong’s eyes immediately widened.

The fact of Wang Fanran’s death was known only to the three of them.

How did Liu Ying know?

And Haozi was killed? Who did it? What did it have to do with Lin Qing?

Suddenly, the fragmented words spilling from Liu Ying’s mouth sent a jolt of alarm through Liu Hong. He desperately wanted to ask her where she had obtained such information.

“Liu Ying, snap out of it! Who killed Haozi? Why are they looking for Lin Qing?”

As these thoughts raced through Liu Hong’s mind, his feet instinctively took a step forward.

However, his movement startled Liu Ying, causing her to stop her maniacal laughter and cease stomping on Wang Meng’s manhood. Instead, she retreated with light, nimble steps.

The three of them stood on the rooftop, an inherently dangerous place, especially without a safety railing. One misstep could send them plunging to the ground.

As Liu Ying stepped back, her foot landed on the very edge of the rooftop, her heel hovering precariously in mid-air. Her body swayed violently, as if she might topple backward at any moment.

Then, with a ‘thud,’ she would hit the ground, like a tomato brutally squashed.

“Hahahaha, I want to fly so badly!”

Seeing Liu Ying standing on the edge of the rooftop, joyfully flapping her arms like a bird preparing to take flight, Su Yao, who was watching from below, couldn’t help but raise a hand to cover her face.

Though she appeared too terrified to watch, through the gaps between her fingers, her eyes gleamed with an irrepressible, surging pleasure.

Su Yao’s dark eyes sparkled brilliantly, dazzling like precious jewels.

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