The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Perhaps it was because Zhou Yan had strengthened security this time, and no one came to cause trouble for him for the next ten days.

Apart from being busy with work, Zhou Yan and the other person would always spend time together, occasionally feeding each other and kissing each other, feeling both pain and happiness.

It was outrageous that he dragged Nan Zhiyi to get a marriage certificate as soon as he was discharged from the hospital. He hadn't even met his parents yet and was planning to do it without first asking for their consent later.

In order to help Nan Zhiyi's condition improve as soon as possible, he planned to let her temporarily live in his three-story villa.

Nan Zhiyi pushed open the door, looked at the cameras flashing red lights in the room, curled the corners of her mouth, and closed the door.

Because we had notified them in advance, the housekeeper had already cleaned the room, and everything was tidy and clean.

Walking through the corridor on the first floor and arriving at the living room, Nan Zhiyi frowned as she looked at the curtains that were two-thirds drawn and the doors and windows that were closed.

My eyes swept across the flowerpot on the coffee table in the living room. The dew from watering it in the morning had dried up, leaving no watermarks.

His smile completely disappeared, he frowned, sniffed, and searched for the unfamiliar scent.

Someone broke in. He must have walked in through the living room and climbed in through the window. Judging from the watermarks on the windowsill, he must have been carrying a weapon.

It should be a dagger, about three feet six inches long. After the cleaning lady cleaned the room, she searched through the things in the room.

The surveillance did not sound an alarm from beginning to end. The surveillance information must have been tampered with. It is very likely that it was committed by a gang.

If it is blocked, you will receive an alarm message if you fail to connect to the Internet within three minutes.

And the most important thing is that the mouse did not leave its territory, but hid and waited for an opportunity to strike.

A blue light flashed in Nan Zhiyi's eyes, and then she pretended not to notice it, and started to walk around her house as if they were meeting again after a long separation.

The cloakroom, storage room, practice room, I walked from the first floor to the third floor and visited all the places.

The other party's traces were found in the cloakroom on the second floor, one of the places without surveillance.

However, he did not intend to make it public right now. Instead, he was in a good mood and made himself some nice-smelling incense and put it in the cloakroom.

She hummed a little tune silently and went downstairs to prepare food for the evening.

Estimating that the time was about right, he dragged a huge doll out of the storage room and went to the cloakroom.

After making sure he heard the sound of something heavy falling, he opened the cloakroom door and walked in.

He opened the window to let the smell spread, happily put the person into his huge doll, and walked back to the storage room dragging the doll's legs with one hand.

After closing the door and fiddling around for a while, he found a tunnel under a cabinet that was only wide enough for one person to pass through. He dragged the mouse in.

It was very narrow at first, but after walking about ten meters underground, it began to become spacious. As he walked, the tunnel behind him was filled up tightly.

This is the basement that the original owner built specifically for himself. There are four rooms in total: a bedroom, a storage room, a medical room, and a monitoring room.

Whenever he had an attack, he would lock himself up here, go into the medical room and tie himself up with restraints.

After regaining consciousness, he would rest in the bedroom, and then go out only after confirming that there was no one in the monitoring room.

The entire villa is equipped with dozens of surveillance cameras of all sizes, leaving no place unattended except in special places.

The storage room is a restricted area. It is decorated exactly like his best friend Xiaohe's room and has a cabinet inside.

Whenever he was in a bad mood or felt he was about to forget, he would hide in there and relive that nightmarish time.

This behavior is almost self-harming, which is why the disease has not been completely cured after so many years.

Nan Zhiyi happily dragged the man to the medical room and tied him up, then took out his white coat and put it on, and took out the shiny medical equipment that had never been used.

With cold eyes, he stabbed the other person without even giving him an anesthetic.

The mouse was awakened by the pain and looked in horror at the bloody scalpel approaching its cheek, feeling a chill deep in its heart.

He kept trying to struggle, but to no avail. He could only watch him operate the knife on his head.

He was in spasms of pain all over his body, and he fainted several times, but was woken up by the pain, and then fainted again.

His consciousness became blurred and his mind began to collapse.

"Tell me, who am I?" Nan Zhiyi watched all this with pleasure, leaning close to his ear and whispering like a devil.

It had been a long time since he had felt the feeling of hot blood spraying on his body. He missed it terribly. His blood was boiling, and every cell was clamoring with excitement, wanting more.

Unfortunately, this is a society ruled by law and people cannot be killed.

"Nan Zhiyi...mission...goal..."

"That's not right?" Nan Zhiyi said, stimulating his painful nerves.

The mouse screamed in pain, its body arched and straightened due to the stimulation, and it fainted from the pain and then woke up again.

"I'll give you another chance. Who am I?"

"Master..." The mouse said with dull and painful eyes, following the instructions he instilled.

"That's right. I'll reward you again." Nan Zhiyi said as he watched him arch his body in pain, faint and wake up again and again.

He did not stop such stimulation until she turned into a doll that had lost all vitality and only knew how to obey him.

"What is your mission?"

"Catch you, tie you up and tame you, then go... go and kill Zhou Yan."

"Where did you get sent from?"

"Master, I... I don't know. It was the boss who led the mission... We are mercenaries wandering around Mobei."

"Why did you kill Zhou Yan?"

"Master... I don't know... I only know that he... one of his experiments... endangered the lives of many people."

Nan Zhiyi was silent for a moment and began to suture him. After all, if he continued to lose too much blood, he would really die.

What on earth is A Yan doing? He has even been alarmed and mercenaries have been sent abroad to deal with him.

What a restless little brat! Looks like I have to work part-time as a bodyguard. So annoying and too lazy to move~

Thinking of Nan Zhiyi pursing her lips unhappily, all the good mood just now disappeared.

"Remember what task I gave you?"

"Return to the base, collect information and pass it to the master, and find an opportunity to kill the others."

"Yes, this boy is teachable." After stitching the wound, Nan Zhiyi patted his face with satisfaction and poured the mixed medicine on his wound.

The visible wounds disappeared without leaving any scars, and even the hair grew back.

The Starry Sky Beast sighed and looked at his hands without saying a word. His master was a lunatic. He had high authority and could directly use his points to exchange for things without going through him.

But the boss is worthy of being a boss, he is really rich. He looked at the gem in his hand and smiled foolishly again.

He is my God of Wealth!