Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

By the Jiangshui River, Zhong Qiaomeng felt some discomfort and sadness in her heart.

Yet, she gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eye and showed a determined smile,

"Lin Mo, I know that I might not have the chance to become your woman."

"But I hope that I could have the chance to always stay by your side."

"Even if it's just watching you from afar, that would be enough."

Lin Mo shook his head and said,

"I'm afraid you won't have that chance anymore because I'm about to leave Shu Province."

"Why?"

Zhong Qiaomeng's body trembled suddenly and she asked, "Aren't you taking the college entrance exam?"

"I'm not taking it anymore," Lin Mo nodded.

Zhong Qiaomeng felt heartbroken, "Lin Mo, does that mean we will never see each other again?"

"Perhaps," Lin Mo said.

Zhong Qiaomeng still didn't want to give up the chance to see Lin Mo again, even if there was just a slim chance:

"Lin Mo, can you tell me which university you want to attend?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you that. I can only tell you one thing, Meng Die and I will be at the same university."

"The reason I won't tell you is that apart from Meng Die, I don't want any other girls to come close to my life."

Lin Mo looked up slightly with a glance at Zhong Qiaomeng and said indifferently, "It's getting late now, you should go home."

With that, Lin Mo turned and left.

Leaving Zhong Qiaomeng standing there alone,

Her face filled with sorrow, she truly envied, so much, the girl who, before long, would be able to hold hands with Lin Mo, go shopping, and watch movies.

Even though the things she'd do with Lin Mo were just ordinary things that couples do, they made Zhong Qiaomeng so envious it almost broke her heart.

As Lin Mo had just walked to this side of the suspension bridge, he saw a hurried figure, somewhat familiar.

"Uncle Cheng?"

"Xiao Lin?"

Cheng Mingshan seemed quite anxious, his face filled with deep worry.

Lin Mo frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Cheng, what happened?"

"Xiao Lin! Miao Han has had an accident!!"

Cheng Mingshan's eyes, because of worry, were shimmering with tears.

Although Lin Mo was aloof, Cheng Mingshan was undoubtedly like family to him, so he said softly,

"Uncle Cheng, try not to worry, tell me everything."

"I just received a text message on my phone, it was from Miao Han, saying, 'Help!'"

"I just tried calling her, and it went straight to voicemail, saying it's not in the service area."

"I called the police, but they said we need to wait twenty-four hours before they can file a case."

"Xiao Lin, uncle knows you are capable, can you help Uncle please?"

"Please, help me this once! I really don't want anything to happen to Miao Han…"

Cheng Mingshan's face carried a sobbing tone, and he was even about to kneel to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo quickly supported him and said earnestly, "Uncle Cheng, don't worry too much, I will definitely find her and ensure she is safe."

"Xiao Lin, are you serious?" Cheng Mingshan wiped the tears from his eyes, feeling slightly more relieved.

"Really, Uncle Cheng, you go home first and wait for me, I promise I will bring her back safely."

Lin Mo nodded, but his gaze turned extremely frigid.

Lin Mo had no intention of getting entangled with Cheng Miaohan romantically, yet after all, she was Cheng Mingshan's daughter.

Moreover, despite Cheng Miaohan's initial haughtiness, she became increasingly humble in his presence, and thinking about it, she was actually quite kind.

Lin Mo slightly closed his eyes, his consciousness, however, sensed everything in the universe, spreading through Lin City and Shu Province like a spider web with his own consciousness.

After merely two or three breaths, Lin Mo's starry eyes suddenly opened: "Found her."

In the next second, Lin Mo's figure had disappeared from the spot.

Meanwhile, inside room 609.

Shen Zixuan was grotesque with greed and desire, his upper garments long removed.

In front of him, Cheng Miaohan, with a face full of despair and tears, was cornered against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest:

"Shen Zixuan, please… please, spare me!"

"Hahaha… Spare you? From the moment I, Shen Zixuan, planned to force myself on you, it became impossible to spare you."

Shen Zixuan laughed coldly, his face displaying even stronger lust, and then, like a wolf or a tiger, he pounced toward Cheng Miaohan.

"Let go of me!! Let go of me!!!"

Cheng Miaohan screamed in horror, tears cascading madly as she desperately resisted Shen Zixuan's attempts to tear her clothes off.

Yet, Shen Zixuan's eyes were excited and intensely heated, the more Cheng Miaohan resisted, the more aroused he became, experiencing an extreme pleasure.

However, after merely three or four seconds, Shen Zixuan's face completely darkened.

For apart from touching Cheng Miaohan's hands, he couldn't succeed anywhere else.

"Damn bitch!"

Furious, Shen Zixuan fiercely slapped Cheng Miaohan across the face.

Instantly, Cheng Miaohan's beautiful face was marked with five bloody fingerprints.

That slap was delivered with such force by Shen Zixuan that it caused blood to seep from the corner of Cheng Miaohan's mouth, making her look utterly woebegone.

Yet, Shen Zixuan showed not a hint of pity or sympathy, instead, he smiled coldly:

"Slut! You didn't want to be my woman, now, wait for my harsh abuse!"

"Shen Zixuan, even if I die, I will not let you have me."

Saying so, Cheng Miaohan's gaze hardened, ready to defend her virtue with her life.

"Thinking of biting your tongue to commit suicide?"

Shen Zixuan was startled, but quickly clamped his hand over Cheng Miaohan's mouth, then with a malign gleam in his other hand, he grabbed her head and slammed it against the wall repeatedly:

"Slut! You wish to die? Well, I won't let you!"

It took only a few moments for Cheng Miaohan's head to start bleeding, and soon, her consciousness began to fade, losing even the strength to commit suicide by biting her tongue.

Vaguely, as Shen Zixuan was taking off his trousers, tears rolled down Cheng Miaohan's cheeks in utter despair, helpless, unable to resist at all!

Soon, Shen Zixuan had removed his trousers, leaving only his boxers on, looking at Cheng Miaohan with a cold sneer:

"Still crying, slut? Haha! Do you still hope someone will come to your rescue?"

After speaking, Shen Zixuan was even more eager to commit that base act on Cheng Miaohan.

Bang!

Suddenly, a thunderous explosive noise erupted, and the door of room 606 was blown into fragments.

Cheng Miaohan's consciousness was fading fast, but through the haze, she saw that familiar, upright, cool youthful figure walking toward her.

"Lin… Lin Mo?"

Just as she silently pronounced those two words and a tear of immense joy fell from the corner of her eye, Cheng Miaohan completely passed out.