The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

Try?

Of course I have to try it.

If you don't act the whole thing, then it would be a waste of time.

The woman glared at He Can fiercely, then she yelled at the top of her lungs—

"It's on fire! It's on fire! Someone come quickly, there's a fire here!"

He Can was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into a hearty laugh.

"Sister, you're quite smart! You knew no one would respond if you shouted for help, so you changed your words and shouted 'fire'. What a pity——"

He deliberately dragged out the tone, with a playful smile on his face, "Sister, you are still a little inconsiderate. Every private room here has top-notch soundproofing. Sister, even if you shout at the top of your lungs, I'm afraid no one will be able to hear you. Otherwise, I'll be kind and find you a loudspeaker?"

The woman turned around suddenly and glared at He Can, shaking with anger.

She shouted almost hysterically: "He, what on earth do you want to do!"

"Sister, take a guess."

He Can smiled, his eyes full of amusement. He ignored the woman and asked the others to continue having fun, leaving the woman aside again.

The woman wiped her red eyes and took out her cell phone from her exquisite handbag.

However, as soon as she took out her cell phone, it was quickly snatched away by the bodyguard standing at the door.

"Give me back my phone!"

The woman's face turned blue with anger and she shouted in a trembling voice.

At this moment, she was like a bird trapped in a cage, helpless and desperate.

He Can, on the other hand, was like the hunter who was in control of everything, leisurely watching his prey struggling in despair.

The woman struggled to snatch her cell phone back from the bodyguard's iron-like hands, but the bodyguard was merciless and threw the phone hard to the ground. The phone broke into pieces in an instant, with parts scattered all over the floor.

"You are a bunch of bandits! Robbers!"

The woman completely collapsed. She could no longer care about her image. She sat on the ground helplessly, tears pouring out like a dam breaking.

She cried and accused angrily, her voice full of despair and helplessness.

At the end of her crying, she even lost her mind, took off her high heels, and smashed them at the people in the box who were having fun.

"what!"

A sharp scream suddenly rang out, breaking through the noise in the box.

One of them was a woman with waist-length hair, covering her head with her hands, her face full of fear and pain.

The light in the box was dim, and I couldn't see clearly whether the woman's head was bleeding from being hit by the high heels.

Before everyone could react to this sudden change, another scream was heard.

As soon as the first high-heeled shoe landed on the ground, the second one followed closely and flew out like an arrow.

This time, the person who was hit was a woman.

The only two women in the box were not spared and were both hit by the high heels.

"Blood!"

"bleeding!"

One of the women screamed in fear, her voice trembling a little.

Her eyes were fixed on the woman who was hit, her eyes full of fear and anxiety.

However, compared to the screams and panic of the two women, the four men seemed much calmer.

They seemed to be standing by and just watching this sudden farce quietly, without any fluctuation on their faces.

Someone quickly adjusted the lights in the box, and the originally dim room instantly became as bright as day, with every detail visible.

Under the light, the two women who were hit on the head by high-heeled shoes were injured, and blood was flowing down their heads.

One of the women was wearing a white long dress. The bright red blood dripping onto the white hem of her skirt looked particularly shocking, like a blooming blood-red rose.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm bleeding. Can you take me to the hospital?"

The woman in the white dress reached out to pull the man who brought her here with a crying voice, her eyes full of pleading.

The man patted the woman in the white dress on the cheek, his mouth curled up with a playful arc. He looked past her and looked at the woman at the door, saying lightly: "Be good, don't be ignorant, take a taxi by yourself, I will go to the hospital to see you later."

The other woman, who was also injured and bleeding, seemed to want to prove that she had a special position in the heart of the man who brought her here.

She covered her injured head, her eyes reddened, and she looked at the man next to her with tears in her eyes, her voice a little weak: "Brother Han, my head hurts so much, and I feel a little dizzy."

The man called Brother Han glanced at her lightly, with a hint of impatience in his tone: "Then you two should go to the hospital together."

"..."

The two women looked at each other in silence for a moment, and were eventually sent to the hospital.

The box suddenly became quiet, with only four men and the woman still sitting on the floor at the door.

The bodyguard closed the door from the outside with a loud bang.

Faced with such a situation, most people would probably be frightened and confused.

But this woman raised the corners of her lips abnormally, and a faint smile gently spread across her lips, as if everything was under her control.

She was still sitting steadily at the door, her back against the door of the box, her head lowered, her thick long hair cascading down like a waterfall, covering her face and making it impossible to peek into her inner thoughts.

Is she scared?

Maybe, but no one knows.

"Sister, your feet are size 38, right?"

He Can sat lazily on the sofa, a cigarette in his mouth, his fingers leisurely hooked on one of the woman's high-heeled shoes, and a glaring blood stain could be vaguely seen on the heel.

The woman snorted coldly and threw her head away arrogantly, refusing to pay any attention to him, as if he were an insignificant ant.

"You ignorant bitch, I really give you face!"

A man rushed forward in rage, wanting to teach this ungrateful woman a lesson.

He grabbed the woman's long hair and waved his hands viciously.

"Snapped!"

Almost at the same moment the man raised his hand, the woman had already taken the lead, grabbed his collar, and slapped him hard in the face.

The slap came too suddenly. The man didn't even have time to react before his face started to burn with pain.

Taking advantage of the moment he was stunned, the woman quickly broke free from his hands, climbed up from the ground, bent her knees and hit the man's crotch hard.

"what!!!"

A pig-slaughtering scream instantly resounded throughout the box, and the man collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes wide open, and he groaned in pain.

Man No. 1 was knocked out just like that!

The atmosphere in the box instantly became tense and depressing, and everyone's eyes were focused on this seemingly weak but ruthless woman.

The woman leaned against the door of the box and calmly took out a rubber band from her coat pocket, and neatly tied up her long hair that was scattered like a waterfall.

Her delicate and three-dimensional facial features looked even more beautiful under the light. Her face was flawless from any angle, like a carefully crafted work of art.

"Sister, you look more charming with your hair tied up."

He Can's eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, glued to the woman's face, unwilling to leave for a moment.

"Click——"

With a crisp sound, the woman reached behind her and locked the door of the box.

Then, she grabbed the hair of the man who was curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, dragged him effortlessly, and walked towards the three people on the sofa with a smile.

"Oh, really? Thank you for the compliment. But you are so ugly that it is unbearable to look at you."

There was a hint of teasing in the woman's words, and her eyes revealed her undisguised contempt for He Can.

"you--"

The man on He Can's left frowned and stood up suddenly.

"Shh-"

The woman took the lead and gestured to the man who was about to interrupt, silencing him. A playful smile appeared on her lips, "It's not your turn to speak yet. Keep your mouth shut and conserve your energy, otherwise you won't have the energy to shout later."

Before she finished her words, the woman shot up like an arrow and kicked out quickly, accurately and fiercely.

Man No. 2, who had just uttered a sound, was kicked in the face. He flew out like a kite with a broken string and hit the wall hard, making a dull loud noise.

"You...poof——"

The man spat out a mouthful of blood and his face instantly turned as pale as paper. He lay on the ground in pain and struggled for a few times before he became silent.

Man No. 2, KO!

The atmosphere in the box suddenly became solemn and depressing.

In the blink of an eye, the woman had knocked down two people in succession.

The remaining two people, no matter how stupid they were, realized that this woman was not simple.

"You, do you know who we are? If you offend us, you--" one of the men shouted in a timid manner.

"how do I?"

The woman interrupted him with a smile and lifted her foot slightly.

Having learned from his previous experience, man No. 3 was so scared that he immediately dodged back when he saw the woman raise her foot.

However, the woman was just bluffing and raised her foot just to move her numb toes.

She was not wearing shoes, and the kick just now did make her foot feel a little uncomfortable.

Man No. 3 was puzzled when he saw that she didn't kick him, but then he saw the woman suddenly pick up the wine bottle on the table and smash it down like a baseball bat.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the bottle exploded on Man No. 3's head, and blood and glass fragments splattered everywhere.

The remaining half bottle of wine in the bottle also spilled onto his wound, causing him to scream in pain.

The woman used her little finger to pick her ear, her eyes full of impatience. She narrowed her eyes slightly and complained softly, "It's so noisy!"

This series of movements was as fast as lightning. The woman was like a cheetah, bursting out with amazing power in an instant.

He Can, who was left alone, was so frightened that his face turned pale and he dared not look down on this woman anymore.

"Thorn-"

There was a crisp tearing sound, and she pulled down the hem of her skirt without hesitation and wrapped it tightly around her hands.

Then, she walked calmly towards man No. 3 who had shouted the loudest before, and her fists as dense as raindrops hit the man's face like a violent storm.

Each of her punches was precise and powerful, and she slowly stopped only when the opponent could no longer make any sound.

Then she turned her attention to man number 1.

Then there is man number 2.

There was no hesitation in her movements, and each punch was full of determination and power.

Only when the three men fell silent did she slowly stand up. The cloth wrapped around her fists was already stained red with blood.

"Mr. He, are you leaving now?"

She tilted her head slightly and looked at He Can, who was already hunched over and trying to sneak to the door.

He Can trembled all over, as if struck by lightning, and hurriedly reached out to grab the door handle.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the door wouldn't open.

"Who, who are you?" He Can's legs were trembling, and he looked at the cruel and terrifying woman in front of him with fear.

The woman chuckled, but her eyes suddenly became as cold as a knife, as if they could penetrate people's hearts and make people shudder.

"Why, you don't want to call me sister anymore?"

He Can's face turned even paler. He asked in a trembling voice, "You, are you a killer? Who sent you? I'll give you double the amount your employer gives you! No, five times! Ten times!"

The woman shook her head. "It doesn't matter how much you give me. Assassins have their own professional codes. I can't break the rules just because of you and ruin my reputation as a top assassin."

"Twenty times!" He Can firmly believed that money was omnipotent and enough to make people bow down to him.

"I'll give you twenty times the amount! I only ask you to be merciful and let me go this time."

He had long lost his former arrogance and collapsed to the ground, looking as miserable as a drowned dog.

"Even if you give me a hundred times, it won't help." The woman said coldly, "Do you want to do it yourself, or let me do it? Of course, if I do it, the process won't be so pleasant. If you do it yourself, maybe you can suffer less torture."

Before she finished her words, the woman casually threw the fruit knife on the table towards He Can.

The sharp blade of the fruit knife pressed against his crotch and stabbed steadily into the carpet, scaring He Can so much that he was scared out of his wits and his face turned pale.

"What? You can't do it yourself?" The woman approached step by step, with a hint of teasing in her tone, "It seems that I have to do it myself."

Upon seeing this, He Can immediately fell to his knees and began to kowtow and beg for mercy: "Please, don't kill me! I can give you anything you want! My family has plenty of money and power, I can satisfy you with whatever you want!"

"Kill you?" The woman was slightly stunned, with a puzzled look on her face, "When did I say I wanted to kill you?"

"Ah?" He Can looked up blankly, his eyes full of doubt, "You, you won't kill me?"

"My employer only paid for cutting off that disgusting thing of yours." The woman chuckled. "If I kill you, I'll have to pay extra. Perhaps we can consider this next time we meet."

Although he didn't have to lose his life, He Can didn't feel the slightest bit of luck or relief when he thought about the important part that was about to be lost.

For him, what's the difference between cutting that thing off and taking his life?

At this moment, he was full of despair.

He clamped his legs together tightly, his voice trembling, "I, I can give you a lot of money, as long as you——"

The woman shook her head firmly, her face serious, "No, I can't explain to my employer if I go back empty-handed."

He Can cast his eyes towards the three unconscious men on the ground like a distress signal, "I... I have a way!"

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashing with despair, and looked at the woman, "As long as you let me go, I will agree to do anything you ask me to do in the future."

“But—” the woman hesitated.

"I'll cut off all three of them for you!"

He Can shouted anxiously, and without waiting for the woman to respond, he had already grabbed the fruit knife on the ground and crawled towards the unconscious people.

In just two minutes, all three men were brutally castrated, and the scene was a mess.

The woman sneered, "As expected of Mr. He, you have guts! Remember what you just said, otherwise, I won't ask you to 'bug' me next time we meet."

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

"Oh, by the way," she suddenly stopped and looked back at He Can, "Aren't you very curious about who I am? My code name is 'Black Duck'."

"You know what to do about what happened here tonight, right?" There was a hint of threat in her tone.

He Can's face was covered in blood. He nodded awkwardly with a blank look in his eyes.

"I'm glad you know." The woman nodded with satisfaction. "Then I look forward to our next meeting."

When He Can heard the words "see you next time", his eyes rolled back, he fainted from fright, and fell into complete darkness.

When he woke up again, the private room was full of people, with discussions and exclamations coming one after another.

And he was lying in the midst of chaos.