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Hearing Lu Bozhou's devilish whisper, Lu Bolin recognized the hysterical madness in his voice.

Lu Bolin seemed to suddenly realize that Lu Bozhou was not behaving normally.

He had indeed heard that Lu Bozhou's emotions had been somewhat off after Jiang Mian died.

At the time, I only thought it was a psychological problem.

Lu Bolin even found it somewhat amusing at the time, that people don't cherish life while they're alive.

Does a dead person start going mad?

Lu Bolin had always felt that Lu Bozhou's problem was emotional.

He might be a bit paranoid. This is because Lu Bolin heard that Lu Bozhou had even forbidden Jiang Mian from being cremated.

They've kept her in a crystal coffin ever since. You can't do something like that unless you're extremely obsessive.

But later Lu Bozhou was in pretty good condition, calm, composed, and indifferent.

Lu Bolin thought he had recovered.

Little did they know, he hadn't recovered even after a single day!

He's insane! He's a complete madman!

Lu Bolin suddenly felt a little panicked.

"What...what do you want to do? Let's talk this out!" Lu Bolin realized he had made a mistake.

He shouldn't have underestimated Lu Bozhou's madness.

He should have protected himself before making a move against the people around Lu Bozhou.

But Lu Bolin didn't understand. This madman, even when his son and Jiang Mian were tied up together last time...

Even this level of madness is unprecedented!

What does this mean?

Could it be that woman, that cheap goods, that Jiang Mian who's considered too low-class even to be a substitute?

In Lu Bozhou's eyes, was it more important than his son's safety?

Lu Bozhou's iron fist continued.

Lu Bolin roared, "Enough!"

Lu Bozhou abruptly stopped moving, allowing Lu Bolin to finally catch his breath.

I was just about to negotiate with Lu Bozhou.

Before he could speak, Lu Bolin saw Lu Bozhou mutter to himself, "That's enough."

Lu Bolin thought he had finally calmed down and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

To his surprise, the next second, Lu Bolin witnessed a scene that made his eyes widen in horror.

Lu Bozhou stomped his hand on the ground, then grabbed the letter opener from his desk with one hand.

It was a very exquisite and sharp letter opener that he had bought from abroad. There were a few irregular drops of ruby ​​on the handle, which looked like bloodstains splattered on it.

Lu Bolin has always liked it.

And now, the sharp blade of that letter opener rests on his fingers.

Lu Bozhou looked like he was about to chop off his little finger.

"Lu Bozhou!" Lu Bolin's expression changed drastically, his voice cracking and the last syllable splitting into several slits, "You dare!"

"Don't provoke me." Lu Bozhou's knife had already slowly descended a few inches.

"Ugh—!" Lu Bolin roared in pain.

Lu Bozhou used the blade to draw a circle on his finger, like putting on a ring; anyone who didn't know better would think it was a marriage proposal.

"Cutting off a little finger is just a minor injury. In my case, a few tens of thousands of yuan in compensation will be enough. Don't worry."

Lu Bozhou drew another circle on Lu Bolin's little finger with the knife in his hand.

Previously it was at the base of the finger, now it's at the second knuckle.

Blood oozed out.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and coupled with fear, Lu Bolin felt a chill run down his spine!

But the madman's next words chilled him to the bone.

This also made Lu Bolin understand what Lu Bozhou meant by drawing circles on his fingers with the blade.

Lu Bozhou said, "Moreover, it can be cut at least three times, starting from the joint."

He continued, "But if I cut sparingly, and my knife skills are good, I could cut it thirty times."

Lu Bolin almost rolled his eyes and fainted.

Moreover, he discovered that Lu Bozhou... no longer asked him about Jiang Mian's whereabouts.

It's like... he just wanted to torture him.

Regardless of what he planned to do to Jiang Mian, Lu Bozhou intended to take revenge on him personally.

Lu Bolin knew he wasn't joking, so he quickly said, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you, okay? I'll tell you where Jiang Mian is!"

Lu Bozhou then stopped wielding the knife.

……

When Jiang Mian woke up, she didn't know where she was.

But compared to the last time Zhang Quan tied him up in the garbage dump, his current 'treatment' is much better.

At least in a relatively normal room.

Jiang Mian looked around warily. It looked like an ordinary room with a bed and a window that looked like it had security bars.

She glanced around, reached out and took the light bulb from the bedside lamp, wrapped it in the blanket, smashed it, and carefully held a relatively large shard of glass in her hand.

She cautiously reached for the door, not daring to open it rashly lest she disturb the other person.

She pressed her ear against the door, trying to hear the other person's voice.

But they couldn't hear anything. Soon, however, they heard footsteps approaching.

Jiang Mian's eyes widened suddenly, and she quickly shrank into the corner, gripping the shard of glass she had been holding even tighter!

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

A burly man immediately noticed the bed was empty and frowned. "Awake?"

Then he quickly looked around the room, searching for Jiang Mian.

Because this room only has one window, which is welded shut with security bars, there is no way to get out except through the door.

The burly man had barely turned around when he felt a blur before his eyes.

"Ah—!" he screamed, raising his hand to cover his face, feeling excruciating pain and touching his face covered in sticky blood.

The pain in his face prevented him from even opening his eyes.

I could only catch a glimpse of a figure slipping out the door with my peripheral vision.

He roared, "Trying to run?!"

Soon after, the sound of something being knocked over came from outside.

Jiang Mian, of course, did not manage to escape.

She ran out of the room; outside was a hall.

Besides the burly man who was scratched by her earlier, there were three other burly men waiting there.

As soon as she came out, he threw her to the ground in a single glance.

Jiang Mian didn't even care about the pain and quickly shrank back. Unexpectedly, a strong man grabbed her ankle and tried to drag her over.

Jiang Mian struggled desperately.

In the struggle, she heard several burly men say to the one whose face she had slashed, "Tsk, you're so useless, getting yourself into this state by a woman."

"Don't say we're not being fair, we let you go first. Since you're so disappointing, we'll have to try it first, hahaha!"

"I didn't realize it was such a spirited horse. Well, that's good; spirited horses are more fun to ride!"

Jiang Mian's eyes widened in fury upon hearing their words. How could she not guess their purpose?

She struggled violently!

"Let me go! Let me go!" She tried to break free from the other person's grasp, but the other person was too strong.

As for her, her hands were so injured from an old injury that she couldn't even exert any force.

Rip! The sound of fabric being torn rang out.

As Jiang Mian's skin cooled, her heart also felt cold.