Feng Yiyue slashed the knife with one hand, and the man who was still screaming suddenly became silent.
"I told you, I'd get my hands dirty by killing you."
After contacting Mu Qing, Feng Yiyue took the fruit knife and went directly to the third floor.
Mu Qing threw the knocked unconscious manager into the bathroom and locked it.
Then he also ran to the third floor to meet Feng Yiyue.
Box 12 on the third floor was filled with the smell of blood.
Zhou Kunran was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking a cigarette, looking at the young man who seemed to be lifeless on the ground, his triangular eyes full of disdain and disgust.
Stretching out his foot and kicking the person, Zhou Kunran said coldly: "Don't fucking pretend to be dead, and don't build any chastity arch when it comes to selling..."
Zhou Kunran cursed and stood up, the cigarette butts between his index and middle fingers flashing scarlet light in the dim room.
Changing the way he held the cigarette butt, Zhou Kunran slowly stood up and squatted down, taking the cigarette butt and trying to burn it on the man who seemed to have passed out!
One after another, cigarette burn marks appeared on the man's body.
While doing all this, Zhou Kunranan became more and more excited, with a frightening light shining in his eyes.
"Hahaha... I can play even if I'm dead, hahaha..."
If anyone saw Zhou Kunran's crazy look at this moment, they would probably be frightened.
There was a large pool of blood on the ground. The man lying on the ground didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but Zhou Kunran was still using cigarette butts to burn him. This scene was really weird.
At this moment, the man lying on the ground moved his fingers slightly, but Zhou Kunran, who was in excitement, did not notice the almost undetectable movements.
"Ding dong."
Just when Zhou Kunran was about to continue, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Zhou Kunran frowned.
"Grass!"
Zhou Kunran was a little angry when someone ruined his mood at this time.
"Damn it, didn't you tell me not to bother me?!"
"Mr. Zhou, the manager said he wants to talk to you about something." Feng Yiyue lowered her voice outside the door.
Zhou Kunran was impatient: "We'll talk about it when I have time! Get out!"
After Zhou Kunran finished speaking, Feng Yiyue continued to ring the doorbell, ringing one after another.
Zhou Kunran was suddenly angered, and he suddenly stood up from the ground like an angry lion.
Feng Yiyue was standing at the door, playing with the dagger in her hand, with a cold light between her brows and eyes.
"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation today..."
Zhou Kunran suddenly opened the door, but before he could finish speaking, a fruit knife was pressed against his throat.
"What if I don't give it?" Feng Yiyue held the fruit knife in her hand and moved it to Zhou Kunran's throat. The tip of the knife had already penetrated.
Zhou Kunran stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes. Even if he was wearing a mask, he could still recognize it...
"What, you seem to recognize me? Go in." Feng Yiyue looked at Zhou Kunran with cold eyes.
Zhou Kunran swallowed suddenly and took a step back unconsciously. Feng Yiyue also entered the box.
Kicking the box door shut with her feet, Feng Yiyue turned on the light next to her. As a result, Feng Yiyue saw a man lying on the ground covered with scars...
This scene really hurt Feng Yiyue's eyes.
Looking up at Zhou Kunran again, Feng Yiyue's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
