Chapter 773: 328
Chapter 773: 328
“That’s right, I admit I’m not a qualified mother, but I will never let any penniless scum get any improper ideas about my daughter!”
Lin Mo was dressed in a white printed T-shirt, paired with washed denim jeans, and black-and-white canvas shoes. His entire outfit from head to toe was worth less than 500 yuan. In Liu Tailan’s eyes, this was the quintessential look of a broke loser.
Liu Tailan cast a disdainful glance at Lin Mo, as if she were staring at a pile of garbage. Her voice was icy as she said, “If you dare to pester my daughter again, I’ll make sure I cut that thing of yours off!”
Lin Mo remained expressionless, watching Liu Tailan bounce around in front of him like a ranting and raving monkey. He said nothing, his gaze full of indifference, as if her existence was utterly insignificant to him.
Seeing Lin Mo’s demeanor, especially his cold, unfeeling eyes, a sudden wave of inexplicable fear surged in Liu Tailan’s heart. It was as though she was being watched by a ferocious beast. Her aggressive stance faltered, and she stammered, “L-look, you’re not bad-looking. If you’re feeling lonely, you can find someone else to date, but please, just stay away from my daughter. She’s still in high school! I’m pinning my hopes on her getting into a good university and finding a rich husband!”
“Liu Tailan!”
Standing behind Liu Tailan, Serafina couldn’t listen any longer. If not for Lin Mo, she would have already been utterly ruined by Yellow Hair and his gang. Even if they’d released her afterward, she wouldn’t have had the courage to keep living. Lin Mo was her savior, her life-giver. All she felt for him was gratitude, and nothing else.
But Liu Tailan’s filthy, vile assumptions had maliciously tainted the pure relationship she had with Lin Mo, filling Serafina with an overwhelming fury.
“Big Brother is my savior! If you dare to slander him again, I’ll leave this house today and never let you find me again!”
Hearing Serafina’s words, Liu Tailan’s slender, alluring figure, wrapped in a red dress, shuddered violently. Her previously chattering voice abruptly stopped. She slowly turned around to face Serafina, her expression one of utter heartbreak.
But Serafina didn’t even look at her. Instead, she took a step forward, her face full of apology as she looked at Lin Mo. “I’m sorry, Big Brother. Today was supposed to be a happy day, but it ended up like this instead.”
With that, tears glistened in her eyes before she turned and sprinted toward the amusement park gates, vanishing from sight in just a few moments.
“Hey, Yanzhi, wait for me! Don’t run so fast!”
Liu Tailan shot Lin Mo a venomous glare, then hurriedly turned and ran after Serafina.
From beginning to end, Lin Mo didn’t say a word. Once the mother and daughter were far away, he slowly turned around, his eyes brimming with icy murderous intent. Then, silently, he called out to the system in his mind:
“System, send a death notice to that scum Zhao Chao from the Xiao Lou complex!”
…
Zhao Chao walked into the room. The dim, eerie light illuminated his face, making his expression appear particularly sinister.
“Boss, I’ve already dealt with those people. They won’t come here to cause trouble again.” Zhao Chao’s tone carried a faint hint of flattery as he spoke.
Under the same light stood a man in a white lab coat and surgical mask, who let out a cold snort. His voice was muffled yet full of authority. “I told that bastard Li a long time ago to shut this place down! But he just wouldn’t listen. If this goes on, we’re bound to have a major disaster sooner or later!”
In front of the man stood an operating table. On it lay a young girl, stark naked, eyes shut, her complexion deathly pale and lifeless.
“Yes, yes, Boss, you’re absolutely right. That bastard Li just doesn’t heed good advice.”
As Zhao Chao spoke, he wore a fawning grin and walked up to the man. From a nearby metal tray, he picked up a scalpel and respectfully handed it over.
The man took the scalpel and expertly made a deep incision across the girl’s abdomen. Blood instantly seeped from the wound. He then carefully picked up a package—a palm-sized bag of white powder encased in transparent plastic—from the side and inserted it into the girl’s abdominal cavity.
After ensuring the powder was securely in place, the man returned the scalpel to the metal tray and picked up a needle and thread specifically designed for suturing wounds. He meticulously stitched up the girl’s abdominal incision, one stitch at a time.
Once the suturing was done, he cut the thread, exhaled heavily, and said, “Alright, this batch of goods is all packed. Go upstairs, wake up those brats, and have them ship the goods out immediately. As for this one—”
He removed his gloves and reached out toward the pale-chested girl on the operating table, an obscene smirk spreading across his lips. “Let me have my fun with her first.”
Hearing this, Zhao Chao chuckled lewdly a few times before turning and leaving the room, closing the door behind him.
Once Zhao Chao tightly shut the door, the man known as Zhou Kehua began stripping off his clothes piece by piece, exposing his bloated, flabby body.
After undressing, he grabbed the girl’s legs and roughly spread them apart, then clumsily heaved his obese body onto the operating table. Ignoring the freshly-stitched wound on her abdomen, he pressed his entire weight onto her lifeless body and began a frenzied, grotesque rhythm…