Chapter 1272 - Untitled (2/2)

At this moment, Qin Mo clearly had no worries. And because of his lack of worries, there was only one thought in his heart: Kill. Kill. All of them would be killed, especially him.

Many people had said that Young Master Qin’s hands were extremely alluring when they were playing esports and must be much more beautiful when he played the piano. But they weren’t aware that his hands, porcelain white and jade cold, were startling when they killed with poker cards.

As a prey, Kawang had never felt his heart race faster than this moment. In this instant, there was panic in his eyes. Even his usual grace was no longer on his face. He pressed his arm, struggling to pick up the rifle.

Qin Mo walked in front of him, his eyes as deep as when they had first met. But this time, the wavering light from within was darker. “You claim to be right and that they deserve to die. But the one that deserves to die the most is you, Professor.” Qin Mo smiled casually. When he laughed, there were blood stains within his eyes.

It was more beautiful than anything Kawang had seen. “You seem to want to control me. Professor, didn’t the literature you read tell you about plans backfiring?” Qin Mo’s poker card pressed against Kawang’s neck.

“I do have some regrets,” Kawang said. Just then, a blade appeared in his palms and before Qin Mo could react, Kawang stabbed him!

Qin Mo dodged, his leg legs kicking him and pushing him onto the ground. Kawang’s eyes wavered because he realized that he was at his end. In the past, Qin Mo wouldn’t have acted in such a manner. But…

Kawang laughed deeply, a darkness seeping from his eyes. “Qin Mo, you have turned into another me, do you think you can learn unharmed? Even if I die, you lost.”

“You are just like before, when you were a professor, filled with bullshit.” Qin Mo picked him up with a smile. His eyes had begun to overflow with redness. “Since you like the water so much, I’ll follow your way and tie a heavy item on your legs. Don’t worry, I won’t knock you out, drowning should be admired slowly.”

There was an obvious fear on Kawang’s face, he would rather Qin Mo just shoot him. He hadn’t expected him to be using such a matter.

Conscious but unable to save himself. Did Qin Mo want him to taste all the sufferings from that person? Kawang wanted to retaliate but it was already over the moment he lost in the psychological battle as there wasn’t any other area in which he was better than Qin Mo.

In two seconds, Kawang noticed that his wrist had been cut. Anyone with basic knowledge knew what would happen when a cut on the wrist was thrown into the water. The harder he struggled, the faster he would bleed. Moreover, there was a heavy object tied to his legs. Then a mellow drop was heard.

There was no way he could reach the water surface, unless he coiled his body and removed the heavy object. But just as he had said previously, the more he moved his arms, the faster he would bleed. Moreover, the blood loss was draining his energy and resolve.

Senior psychologists had actually learned to untie knots but this time, Kawang couldn’t do it. At the start, he struggled but when his breath could no longer keep up, blood had started to spread across the lake. Gradually, his fingers stopped and his body started to sink.

The speedboat had stopped moving. Qin Mo stood at the edge with a massive headache that forced him into a seated position. Fresh blood stained his eyes.

Have you heard this story? In the bible, there was an archangel in charge of the God Realm, Michael. He was as noble as ice and snow and had the most beautiful appearance. He was the glory of the whole God Realm.

But no one knew that the archangel had lost all his feelings while maintaining order in the human world. He continually sliced his flesh and used his blood to save lives but was met with backlash. That was when he knew that this was how humans were because he had met all the darkness in the world. No matter what the situation was, even if he passed to the other side while guiding, his holy robe would not be stained.

This was until he met a man. It was the most deviant fallen angel, the young Lucifer. Only then did Michael’s feelings return. At the beginning it was impatience. Gradually, he wanted to see him since it was Lucifer that had provoked him first. At that time, Lucifer’s demon consciousness had not been opened. He laid in his arms like a well-behaved little devil. Michael thought that the two of them would be together for a long time.

It wasn’t until the God Realm received a letter from the human world that it launched into a war of the largest scale. His most beloved Lucifer walked out from the ashes, completely disfigured from the flames. From then on, when Michael waved the sword in his hand, there was only a frosty coldness. From a high position, he killed mindlessly.

Now, Qin Mo was just like Michael. Beneath the golden rays, he leaned against the boat, completely unconcerned about his bleeding hand.

The setting sun cast a red glow in his eyes. Graceful, mysterious, and noble were words that could be used to describe him. But anyone who saw him at this moment knew that this wasn’t the Qin Mo they knew.

Qin Mo glanced over as if he was admiring the impending darkness. Such a Qin Mo made the reinforcements hesitate.

Right at this moment, a strong wave rolled over and a black bat flew out from beneath the lake! A figure leaped onto the blood-soaked speedboat.

From afar, the others could see the youngster remove her goggles, her hair still dripping with water. The originally seated Major General Qin reached out and grabbed her neck. At that moment, everyone held their breath.

Young Master Tang was nearest to them and had noticed a problem. “Qin Mo’s hypnosis is complete.”

The highest directive was for Qin Mo to be brought back for further assessment when he reached an uncontrolled state. What should they do next? Right now, none of them dared to approach him because he was too dangerous.

Qin Mo watched as the youngster came nearer, a malicious and sinister smile spreading across his face. “A prey seeking death?”

Bo Jiu could barely breathe as she looked into the foreign pair of eyes. Her heart was so painful it seemed to be ripped apart but she continued to smile. She seemed to have difficulty speaking. “Brother Mo, I can forgive you for forgetting the young me but how could you have forgotten the adult me as well?”

“Brother Mo?” Qin Mo leaned in nearer to her face. “How could I possibly have such a short younger brother? Don’t you even know how to lie?”

In reality, Qin Mo didn’t understand why he would release his grip unconsciously whenever she was in pain. It was as if he was possessed. Forget it, she wouldn’t be able to do anything to him. If she did, he could slash her throat with the poker cards at any time.

But what he hadn’t expected was that the moment he pushed her away, the youngster hugged him. In a voice deep and slightly raspy, she said, “Brother Mo, this time, I’ll bring you home.”