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The punishment was too light. For so many years, he had been consumed by hatred, unable to sleep a full night. The image of his father being killed by a truck replayed endlessly in his mind.
And this puppet before him had lived for so many years, thriving on the blood money of his father, without a shred of guilt! How could that be?
Hou Yi stood up and walked over to Zhao Driver, who lay on the ground, unable to utter a single word. Hou Yi kicked the old driver’s head lightly, prompting him, "Can you still speak?"
The old driver remained unresponsive.
Hou Yi then approached Zhao Qing, whose eyes were covered. Beside him, his wife, Tong Le, and their child were shouting and causing a commotion.
Hou Yi was irritated by the noise.
Sun Hu rushed forward and stuffed rags into the mouths of several people, sealing them shut.
The world fell silent.
Zhao Qing could not see what was happening around him and relied on sound to discern the situation. Trembling, he called out towards Hou Yi, "Who are you? What do you want? Where's my dad? My dad is dying from a brain hemorrhage! Let me go! Let my dad go!"
Hou Yi replied softly, "It seems you love your father very much. What a beautiful scene of filial piety."
Zhao Qing shook with fear. "Who are you? Let my wife and mother go! Let my child go! What do you want from me?"
Hou Yi circled around Zhao Qing, who turned anxiously to keep him in sight, fearing an attack from any direction.
Hou Yi smiled. "You're quite alert; no wonder your family has managed to evade me for so long. You thought that after killing someone and taking the money, you'd be able to live worry-free for the rest of your life? I've heard some things about you. Your father used the money from two lives to support your entire family. You don’t work or contribute; you live off that generous blood money. I wonder how much of it is left now?"
Zhao Qing froze in place as realization dawned on him about who his enemy was.
He immediately tried to defend himself. "It was my dad who killed them! We have nothing to do with it! We're innocent! Let me go! Let my wife and child go! I didn’t know anything!"
Hou Yi chuckled. "You didn’t know anything? Yet you let your father hide in the countryside for years? You didn’t know anything but still used Tong Le’s account to collect money? Zong Caishan gave you a million in cash—how did that work out for you? Did that million help you live the life you dreamed of?"
Hou Yi turned to Sun Hu and signaled him to start the fire.
Sun Hu quickly took out his phone and made a call, giving orders for their men in the city to take action.
Hou Yi pulled up a chair and sat across from Zhao Qing, playing with his fingernails as he spoke. "Your house is already burning down right now. The houses in the countryside and in the city will soon turn to ashes. Don’t you enjoy eating blood buns? Don’t you love using money gained from murder to buy houses and cars, living like royalty? You’ve enjoyed it for so many years; isn’t it time for that privilege to end?"
Zhao Qing screamed in terror and anger, swinging his arms wildly at Hou Yi while the chains on his feet cut into his flesh as he vowed to take Hou Yi down with him.
Hou Yi stood up with a slight smile. "Killing comes with a price; don’t you understand that?"
Hou Yi turned and walked out of the warehouse, with Sun Hu closely following behind. "Boss, aren't you going to deal with those losers? Just a few words of ideological education, and then you walk away?"
Hou Yi replied softly, "We’ve sent people to keep watch here; we can’t afford any mistakes. Remove their mouth seals and blindfolds, but leave the leg and handcuffs on. Let them have some freedom to move in a corner of the warehouse. After that, we don’t need to worry about anything else; they'll self-destruct."
Sun Hu frowned. "That sounds so boring, Boss. Aren't we going to give them a beating?"
Hou Yi sneered. "This is the bloodiest lesson of all. They will spend days without water or food, facing the constant need to relieve themselves. The dignified lives they once took pride in will soon vanish. But that's not enough; I want them to see each other at their most desperate and vile. I want them to be so hungry that they awaken the beast within, resorting to cannibalism—eating their own children and parents. I want them to turn on each other and, before they die, engage in acts only animals would commit!"
Hou Yi's gaze was icy as he looked at Sun Hu. "Isn't this what they deserve as the impoverished?"
With that, Hou Yi got into the car.
Sun Hu maintained a subservient posture, standing there with his back bent, lost in thought. He never imagined there could be such a terrifying and cruel way to kill in this world.
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