Chapter 92: The Eve of Judgment (Part 1)

In the dark room, only a lamp emitted a faint light. Outside was a deathly silent night.

But inside the room, it was unusually noisy.

Zhou Lan grabbed Jiang Liuxue's long hair, pressed her onto the bed, then pulled the belt from her waistband and whipped her fiercely!

"Wuwu!" Feeling Jiang Liuxue, whom she was pinning down beneath her, her soft body trembling slightly, she let out whimpers.

A sense of gratification welled up in Zhou Lan's heart!

That's right, exactly!

A trace of a crazed smile appeared on Zhou Lan's face.

She had long wanted to whip this "bitch"!

Who told her to be so beautiful and still maintain such an arrogant posture? So pretentious! Really so pretentious!

Yet men just fell for that!

Like herself, a woman who offered her true heart to pursue men, yet couldn't compete with this kind of "bitch" because of it!

Even if she offered her true heart, others wouldn't spare her a second glance. But this kind of "bitch," even if she often gave people the cold shoulder, still had heaps of men following behind her cold backside, fawning over her!

They were waiting for the day they could cling to her!

So, even though the woman in front of her was clearly chaste and self-respecting, she was still a bitch, because she was always unintentionally seducing men!

Bitch, bitch, bitch!!!

The crazy jealousy that had been suppressed in Zhou Lan's heart was completely released at this moment!

"Ahhhhhhh—" Zhou Lan let out a strange battle cry, about to land a few more lashes.

But at this moment,

A hand grabbed her wrist.

"Enough." A male voice came from beside her.

Hearing this, Zhou Lan's expression twisted again.

Another man protecting you... is that it—!

Zhou Lan was incomparably furious, using all her strength to break free from the restraint, wanting to beat the collapsing Jiang Liuxue to death.

But, after a violent struggle, Zhou Lan's wrist was dislocated.

She failed to break free from the restraint, and in the next second, she went flying.

Whoosh—

She traced an arc in mid-air and crashed into a tightly shut door panel.

Thump! A sound of landing that sounded painful rang out.

"Ugh!" Zhou Lan groaned in pain, but immediately shrieked:

"You—don't come over—!"

In her eyes, Ding Mo walked straight toward her.

Seeing him unmoved, Zhou Lan, intimidated by his immense strength, screamed in terror:

"Qin Yifei, hurry up and act, kill Jiang Liuxue with me!"

!!? Qin Yifei, who was watching from the sidelines, was stunned for a moment.

But Zhou Lan's voice continued to ring out,

"The dream's Curse originates from her! Kill her, and we might be able to lift the Curse!

"Hurry up and do it!"

Believe it or not, after hearing this, Qin Yifei was actually somewhat tempted.

However, he was not a fool after all; after his eyes darted around, he looked toward Ding Mo.

He walked up a few steps to block Ding Mo's path and advised:

"Ding Mo, Zhou Lan's idea makes some sense... anyway, there are no other ways now, why don't we give it a try?"

"You mean, kill our companion?" Ding Mo stared at him, laughing in anger:

"The root of the Curse's power clearly comes from this Buddhist Temple; she is just some kind of medium!

"If the root isn't solved, we kill Jiang Liuxue today, but what if you start dreaming tomorrow?

"Do we have to kill you then too?!"

Previously, Zhu Dechang had likely considered this point as well, which was why he stopped Zhou Lan and stood on Jiang Liuxue's side.

Ding Mo's words left Qin Yifei stunned.

"But... but..."

Qin Yifei was clearly hesitant; he was still holding onto some wishful thinking—

But what if it worked?

"... Move aside!" Ding Mo couldn't be bothered to waste words with him.

Casinos, capitalists, and scammers probably loved people like this!

As he spoke, he waved his hand, intending to push Qin Yifei aside.

This sudden move had no warning, but it seemed to trigger some kind of stress response in Qin Yifei!

He suddenly brought his hands up to protect his head, tucked his neck, arched his back, and in a boxing stance, steadily blocked Ding Mo's push!

Oh? Ding Mo was somewhat surprised.

Want to fight? I used to be a professional boxer who won third place in Muay Thai... Qin Yifei thought smugly, looking at Ding Mo, who was "full of openings" in his eyes,

Suddenly, he threw a side hook, using short-range explosive power to strike rapidly at the kidneys!

The movement was skillful and concise; the foundation of years of training was evident.

Qin Yifei was confident that after this strike, it would be impossible for an ordinary person to stand up in a short time.

When the time came, he would seize the opportunity to strike and kill Jiang Liuxue!

But, Qin Yifei was clearly overthinking things.

The moment he threw his punch, he felt a blur before his eyes, and when his vision cleared, he discovered that he was already just like Zhou Lan,

flying through the air!

Spiraling and dancing in the sky.

Clang!

After crashing into a pile of debris in a daze, amidst the swirling dust, Qin Yifei rolled his eyes back,

and fainted.

Such a fast punch; any faster and I would have had to use the "Curtain" to deal with it... Ding Mo muttered to himself.

Then he turned his head and looked toward Zhou Lan.

Zhou Lan had seen that scene just now; her complexion had become incomparably pale, and her lips trembled as she was about to say something.

At this moment, a "huge" shadow loomed over her.

Ding Mo had already walked up to her, grabbed her by the collar, and lifted her up as if she were a little chick.

Before Ding Mo could say anything, Zhou Lan shouted, begging for mercy:

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Don't hit me!

"Ding Mo... no, Brother Ding Mo, I didn't know you were so powerful before, please spare me!"

Ding Mo looked at her and found her eyes were full of fear.

"Tell me, what were you wrong about?" Ding Mo looked at her.

"I, I shouldn't have offended you! Big Brother!" Zhou Lan said, snot and tears running down her face.

The next second, Ding Mo tossed her aside—the immense power brought to him by the Gene Lock sent Zhou Lan flying into the air, followed by a "thud" as she made a hard landing.

Zhou Lan groaned in pain, bruised and battered, but soon found herself being lifted up again.

Zhou Lan looked up and saw Ding Mo's cold, ruthless gaze.

This woman, could it be she really didn't know what she did wrong?

"Big Brother—! I, I know now, I..."

"What do you know now?"

Zhou Lan whimpered and cried loudly:

"I will be your beast of burden from now on, you can use my bottom however you like!!"

"... What bottom?" Ding Mo was stunned, his voice rising in pitch.

"... The, the hole on top is fine too! As long as, as long as you let me go—!" Seeing this, Zhou Lan began to cry even more miserably.

... Truly incorrigible. Ding Mo sighed, losing interest.

Tossing her aside again, causing her to knock over another table, Ding Mo said coldly to her as she crawled on the ground:

"In the future, don't let me see you clamoring in front of me again, and don't cause trouble for others!

"Otherwise..."

Ding Mo would not mind beating such a person until they lost the ability to move.

And in a Task, losing the ability to move undoubtedly meant death.

Seeing her nodding frantically as she crawled far away, not daring to meet his eyes, Ding Mo let out a long breath.

This could be considered resolving the team's dispute, right...

Yet he did not know that in the corner of the shadows, on Zhou Lan's highly swollen face, a pair of eyes were looking with venom at Jiang Liuxue, who was curled up on the bed nearby.

To think there is such a powerful man protecting you... Bitch!

Why don't I have one? Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch...

A bitch who seduces men!

Zhou Lan was not brain-damaged; how could she not know the fundamental reason why Ding Mo had attacked her.

But... she just wasn't willing to apologize for it!

Just thinking about apologizing to Jiang Liuxue made Zhou Lan prefer to be beaten to death! Or even raped!

This was more unbearable than killing her!

Without knowing when, Zhou Lan's gaze became increasingly venomous—but she herself did not notice that,

her physique was becoming stranger and stranger:

Her joints had a faint tendency to bend backward, and her eyes, red with jealousy, showed cracks on the surface, with a faint sign of splitting into "compound eyes"!

Her entire being began to transform toward some kind of 'Guaishou'!