26 sOnly to a trash of a person like yous (1/2)

Jiao Yu said, ”No, I don't think so.”

The man was unhappy with her words and the smile on his mouth slowly washed away, ”You don't think so? You don't want my arrangements?”

Jiao Yu coldly stared at him.

”Why?” The man started to get closer to her and their nose was almost touching then, he looked at her with a unknown smile forming back in his lips. Jiao Yu did not shy away and took her stand, not moving and not backing away from the viciousness of the eyes staring back at her, ”If you don't like it, then we can arrange something else... However, I don't know if I can promise that I could 'pamper' you enough with that.”

”At first, I thought that I could do something to keep that face of yours but with the new arrangement that I have thought just now, the only thing that will stay beautiful is probably your eyes.” The smile on the man's face became coarse.

The man violently took hold of her chin and jerked up Jiao Yu's head, wickedly laughing. Jiao Yu coldly stared back at him and struggled to get his hand off her, she said, ”What exactly do you want to do?”

The hand gripping her chin got even tighter and she somewhat could feel the pain, Jiao Yu was sure that there will be bruises forming. She was extremely disgusted by the hand that was touching her, wanting to get it off her. Jiao Yu tried to struggle again without letting the man notice that her hand was already holding the knife inside her sleeve, ”Let go!”

'Shhhiii'

Because of her half faking in struggling to get his hand from touching her, Jiao Yu's dress was ripped that her dudou (a traditional bra) could be seen. The man's gaze momentarily stilled, looking at her eyes however, when something that Jiao Yu did not expect and want to reveal suddenly showed up, the man turned his gaze towards her chest and made her want to hack this man in half.

Licking his lips, looking so intoxicated and eyes hazy, the man pushed Jiao Yu's body to the ground and leaped towards her.

During their fall, Jiao Yu swiftly pulled the knife in her sleeve and stab it towards his face. Jiao Yu rolled on her side to avoid his body crashing hers and looked behind her as she heard a loud 'bang' and a roar sounded through out the room.

The man was lying on his stomach, his hand was on his right eye and the handle of the knife of Jiao Yu protruded from it while his hands were also holding it in place. Occasionally, the man would rock his body side to side as if it could lessen the pain and the blood flowing out of it however, the more he moves and try to pull the knife out, the more pain and blood could be felt and gush from his wound.

Jiao Yu stood near the rolling body of the man and slowly extended her hands as she grasps her hands on the hand of the man and slowly pulled the knife from his eye. Jiao Yu made sure that the man could feel every brain cracking pain he could feel as the knife was moving out from his eye.

”Why don't I use your own medicine to let you have a taste before you go to hell.” She said as she successfully pulled out the whole knife in his eye and moved to the table near them to get one of the 'tools' he used to 'pamper' his victims.

Picking up the same sickle the man showed to her earlier and fondly caress the blade as if she found a new toy.

”You are right. I also find this quite suiting and nice.”

”Only to a trash of a person like you.” She said.

The man was still screaming and rolling however, when he heard Jiao Yu, his body stilled for a moment and forced his uninjured eye to look viciously towards Jiao Yu's back who was admiring the sickle in her hands. Thinking that she wouldn't notice or didn't even care if she noticed him or not, he violently leaped towards Jiao Yu expecting to hit her again and let her body bump with the table, only that, this time Jiao Yu already went to the side and kicked him hard in his stomach, making him inhale a lump of air and cough severely.

There was a saying that when a person feels that life was slowly slipping from oneself, they would feel emotions they never thought would bloom; hope, hopelessness, faith, fear, hatred, and greediness of life, the same thing that was happening to the man surging towards her.