Chapter 183: An Assassination Plot More Tense Than Stealing Mom and Dad's Money!

Jiang Hua's gaze fell on his chest muscles, then shifted to his abs, "Of course it's fake!"

"How could a homosexual possibly qualify for this game?"

"And homosexuals should date the same sex; you haven't seen a man from start to finish, have you?"

Su Yang grabbed the two corners of his shirt and shook them, "But what if one party is homosexual while the other three are not?"

"Only matching sexual orientations arrange dates; the rules have never stated that homosexuals are forbidden to date."

"Don't forget, partners aren't reciprocal; that's the conclusion we reached on the First Place day."

Jiang Hua's expression changed, and in a gloomy tone he said, "Are you in league with him?"

"Don't misunderstand, I just think his words aren't without purpose," Su Yang explained.

"You all say that, so if I now refute this view, wouldn't that cement my homosexual orientation?" Jiang Hua narrowed his eyes, a fierce light flashing.

"You're overthinking it," Su Yang shook his head and continued, "The game demands evidence; instead of doubting something that has never shown signs, focus on finding a partner."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Jiang Hua's Brow tightly clenched.

"Relax, get a good sleep, and tomorrow you'll know everything," Su Yang gave a Laugh.

After speaking, he walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, glanced at its contents, and took a box of pure milk.

He pulled out a straw, inserted it into the hole, took a sip, feeling the milk's rich aroma and weight, and licked his Mouth.

"The milk's good, drink less alcohol."

Jiang Hua watched Su Yang's back as he went up the Second Floor, Tooth clenched tightly.

But a moment later he suddenly thought of something; the shadowy gaze vanished, replaced by bewilderment and clarity.

"Huh? Already went upstairs?"

Jiang Hua scratched his head, stood up, looked left and right, appearing ready to do something yet suddenly forgetting what it was.

At that moment, he walked to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of beer.

He reached for the bottle opener to open it, then slowly put it back.

Finally he took out a bottle of milk.

"Strange, why do I want to drink milk?"

Jiang Hua, bewildered, took a sip, then after tasting it pursed his lips, disdainfully tossed it into the trash can.

"What a crappy thing, even dogs wouldn't drink it."

Su Yang stood on the Second Floor, watching his actions, understanding in his mind.

"So that's it..."

From Jiang Hua's performance, it's clear that Dual Personality memories aren't fully shared.

But one personality can Control the other.

Or perhaps it's issuing commands.

And the preferences of these two personalities don't intersect.

If he intends to drink milk, he would never take such a disdainful action.

"Who gave him the command?" Su Yang's eyes showed doubt.

Linshuyu clearly couldn't reach that level; Jiang Hua is not a Puppet, he has independent thinking ability.

And which personality is the executor of this command?

Having thought this far, Su Yang turned and returned to his room.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

He retrieved the axe from beneath the Pillow, gently stroked the blade, feeling its edge, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Since Tang Youning already knows about the homosexual aspect, there's nothing left to hide."

Originally Su Yang intended to spend three days peacefully, constantly upholding a 'non-contentious with the world' mindset.

But the Villa's exterior was buried with oil-soaked debris, plus tonight's Performance Score display.

He can no longer endure.

The score can be low, but it cannot be bottom.

Moreover, there are too many potential threats; he needs to clear the obstacles.

The first slaughter target—Jiang Hua!

Su Yang walked to the bathroom, washed the axe's dried blood with clear water, and looked up at his face in the mirror.

"Come on, let's see who can laugh till the end."

He shoved the axe into his waist, put on a clean short-sleeve to cover the axe head.

After finishing, he glanced at the wall clock—9:19.

"It's still too early..."

Su Yang stood by the window, watching the thick fog outside, a spark flashing in his eyes.

Tonight, the feeling of a blade on the back hasn't appeared yet.

It means Linshuyu hasn't activated his Innate Talent.

This doesn't align with common sense, let alone character design.

She must have encountered something.

"Internal conflict?"

Su Yang considered a possibility; he let the other party convey the 'Love Lie' point to Zhao Huaillei.

There's a gambling element, but the other party has to gamble.

She must do it.

But from the Performance Score display until now, no response has been awaited.

I cannot imagine whether the girls' dormitory over there is normal.

"Wait another two hours; if not, never mind," Su Yang brushed his axe at his lower back, and the murderous intent flashed away.

The summer cicada chirps, though late, still arrive; the distant evening stars hang high in the vault, sprinkling specks of starlight.

Su Yang lay on the bed, pretending to sleep, listening to the insects and birds outside the window, yet his heart could not settle.

Although he has many killing experiences, they were all basically with a gun.

Close‑quarters fighting is still his first time.

He does not have the superb combat skills of Qin Weiyang, nor the rough flesh of Lin Yang.

He must kill Jiang Hua before Stasis.

The two hours passed in an instant.

Su Yang slowly opened his eyes, adapted to the darkness for a while, then got up and opened the door.

Nightwalker walking in the Second Floor living room is still his first time.

He subconsciously glanced at Huangfu Shu's room, then continued forward.

Even though he tried hard to control the force of his Foot landing, there was still a faint touching sound.

The Second Floor rooms are not tightly arranged.

Su Yang's room is at the nearest stairwell, while Huangfu Shu's room is over five meters away.

Tang Youning and Jiang Hua's rooms are adjacent, both five meters apart.

Therefore, if Jiang Hua's door is locked, the knocking is likely to wake Tang Youning.

Three minutes later, Su Yang tiptoed to Jiang Hua's door, his palm slowly climbing onto the Door Handle.

His other hand reached for the axe, bending slightly.

At this moment his heartbeat reached an unprecedented peak; Su Yang had never been this nervous even when stealing his parents' money as a child.

Hoo!

He took a deep breath, and his left hand applied slight force.

The Door Handle was pressed down a few points…

Sight of this, Su Yang's eyes lit up, and his nervous emotion rose again.

He exerted force again, and the Door Handle fell to its lowest position.

Squeak—

A faint hinge friction sound arose, the door opened a crack, Su Yang did not rush in, but peered with one eye to assess the interior.

Except for the windows facing different directions, the interior layout of the rooms is identical.

Opening the door lets one see the position of the bed.

The pupils, already accustomed to darkness, caught the moonlight's reflection and discerned a silhouette on the bed.

Irregular snores sounded; Jiang Hua lay on his side, a Pillow clutched between his legs, his back to the door.

Su Yang pushed the door open and squeezed in, then gently closed the door.

Throughout the process he kept movement and sound to a minimum.

The instant the door closed, he held the axe in his hand and slowly approached…

Su Yang strained to control his rapid breathing, staring fixedly at Jiang Hua's back.

He dared not reveal his murderous intent, fearing to be noticed.

From the entrance to the bedside is only five meters, yet each second feels like a year.

Finally—once he reached the proper attack distance, he raised the axe suddenly and struck down with force!