Pei Qing dodged to the side, his eyes radiating extreme excitement and twisted light. A good show was about to unfold, and he trembled with anticipation.
"Yes, that's it. Don't be afraid, I've got your back. Take a few more steps forward, just grip the knife simply, see, stab it right here, hehe, just like that, the knife slips into the flesh. You'll suddenly find that stabbing someone is even easier than trimming your nails!"
His laughter was as dry as a corpse resurrected by a virus in an American horror movie. Ma Ruixi moved closer, her face pale, her mind blank, only two voices constantly goading her.
"You're holding the blade now, and those guys who used to bully you are unarmed. As long as you want to, you can make him pay with blood! What feels better than avenging yourself by killing your enemy?"
This voice seemed to come from another self within her body, and the tone had become Pei Qing's!
The two voices echoed back and forth, as if invisible threads were pulling her hand, forcing her to raise the knife.
The chilling gleam of the blade reflected on Li Tiancheng's face. Cold sweat poured down, and his mountain-like physique began to tremble slightly.
The roles of prey and hunter had reversed. Such a plot was what Pei Qing considered the best performance. He had transformed into a near-mad spectator, his pupils filled with expectation, his perverse gaze undiminished. That gaze was like that of a maniac who had escaped from a mental hospital!
The air was incredibly stagnant. Everyone's face was covered in fine sweat. The hall felt like a furnace, yet everyone pulled their clothes tighter and shivered.
"Damn it, what are you waiting for? Stab him, stab him!"
Pei Qing was like a director guiding a film, almost wanting to shout into a megaphone. Ma Ruixi's eyes trembled up and down, like bubbles churning in boiling water. Her right hand, holding the knife high, seemed unable to bear the weight of the blade and quivered slightly. So, she extended her other hand and tightly gripped the handle.
It was like clinging to the only straw of hope!
Pei Qing transformed from a 'director' to a coach, clapping his hands crazily. His lips and teeth twitched intermittently, like a polio patient.
"Stab him here, quickly! Didn't he hit you? I'm giving you the right to stab him with the knife, so why aren't you stabbing!"
As soon as the words fell, Ma Ruixi seemed to be finally bewitched by the voices in her ears. The blade in her hand descended like lightning. Everyone felt that the falling cold light was not aimed at Li Tiancheng, but at their own hearts. They couldn't help but clutch their clothes, afraid of being injured by the distant glint.
Li Tiancheng's back was already soaked with sweat, but he still didn't look up. He knew the consequences of resistance and clearly understood the fate of a disobedient dog. He was gambling, betting on the woman's courage and her inner hatred. But he was not a skilled gambler; he subconsciously prepared to dodge. He had the ability to do so. In the face of life and death, loyalty was worthless!
The surrounding atmosphere dropped to freezing point. A sharp sword seemed to hang over everyone's heads. Once the dagger plunged into the man's back, that invisible sword would also pierce their scalps!
"Didi, employer's emotions detected as chaotic. Please assist to improve review probability!"
Pei Qing was like a madman, as if he could already see the bright red blood splashing after the blade pierced Li Tiancheng's back. Just as he was about to applaud, a flash of light streaked past, and someone grabbed Ma Ruixi firmly from behind!
"Don't, don't be impulsive, that, that scoundrel wants to harm you."
Ren Yuanhao's words finally strung together. Although his vision had recovered, slightly distant objects were still hazy as if through a layer of water.
Interrupted by Ren Yuanhao, Ma Ruixi awoke as if from a dream, cold sweat pouring down like rain. The blade in her hand suddenly dropped to the ground, and she stumbled back several steps, collapsing to the ground, her face ashen.
"Damn it, who the hell are you? You ruined such a good show, you're asking for death!"
Pei Qing went mad. As soon as he spoke, he picked up the blade like a wild beast and flashed to Ren Yuanhao, raising the knife to stab him in the waist. To his surprise, Ren Yuanhao suddenly stiffened, as if something had awakened within him. At the critical moment, he reached out and grabbed the sharp blade!
"Yuanhao!" Ma Ruixi clearly wanted to get up from the ground, but her legs were still weak, and she lacked the strength.
Blood dripped slowly along the blade. Ren Yuanhao not only made no sound of pain but let out a chilling laugh. His hand, still gripping the blade, did not loosen, as if the pain could keep him lucid.
"Who the hell are you? Do you know whose territory this is? If you want to cause trouble, shouldn't you find out first!" Pei Qing couldn't see his face, and the more this was the case, the stronger his urge to tear the person in front of him to pieces became!
"Find out? I don't need to for scum like you."
"Didi, face-slapping successful, God of Free Combat buff activated, adrenaline at forty percent gain!"
Power surged through Ren Yuanhao like a tide. When he looked up, his blood-red eyes were like a ferocious ghost ready to devour. This made the men, including Pei Qing, feel a chill.
"Pei, you've always liked to make people live in your perverse shadow, but have you ever thought that one day, you'd be enveloped by the same shadow of fear?"
Ren Yuanhao's left hand suddenly clenched the blade tightly. With a twist, he twisted the blade clockwise into a twist.
"Don't think I'm afraid of you, I~"
"I don't give a damn, did I ask you to talk?"
Ren Yuanhao raised his right hand and slapped Pei Qing squarely across the face!
"Listen carefully, you scumbag. I don't care what kind of harem you set up in the company, but bullying Ma Ruixi means you've got blind luck!"
Ren Yuanhao grabbed him by the collar and roared, "Ruixi, pay this scoundrel back for how he bullied you, all of it, right here and now!"
"You dare!"
Pei Qing was so angry his face turned green, and a killing intent no less fierce flickered in his eyes. He raised the twisted blade and stabbed towards Ren Yuanhao's lower abdomen. However, Ren Yuanhao was prepared. After parrying his wrist with his left hand, he used his right hand to slap him heavily in the face again!
This slap dazed Pei Qing, but his malicious mouth continued to babble.
Slap!
Ren Yuanhao raised his hand and slapped him again!
"Your stinky mouth, for every word you speak, I'll slap you, until you're too afraid to speak. If you don't believe me, just try it."
"I~"
Slap!
"Damn"
Slap!
Those women usually saw Pei Qing being arrogant and perverse. Today, they had their eyes opened. Each of them hid in a corner, trembling with fear, yet felt incredibly thrilled. Even Li Tiancheng did not intervene to help.