Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1868 - 1746: Perverted Qinghu

Unexpectedly, when Song Yun dove into the sea, the figure of Qinghu was nowhere to be seen.

His heart skipped a beat. To avoid being ambushed, he returned to the cruise ship’s deck, staying vigilant over the surrounding sea.

But half an hour passed and Qinghu did not surface.

Qinghu definitely wouldn’t have drowned, so he must have left temporarily, abandoning tonight’s attack.

Song Yun put away the Seven Kills Ghost Dagger, quickly dove back into the sea, and retrieved the bodies of Wang Jiu, Xiao Dong, and Xiao Luo.

These three were just ordinary people, killed unjustly in such a way.

This also shows that the person behind the poker cards doesn’t regard other people’s lives as lives at all.

Song Yun didn’t hurry to leave. He contacted the police and made calls back home. After clarifying the situation with both sides, the police came but couldn’t do much to him.

However, providing a statement was necessary. Song Yun cooperated fully, telling the police all he knew about Qinghu.

He didn’t expect the police to be able to catch Qinghu; such a person isn’t someone the police can deal with.

Before leaving the police station, Song Yun asked about Wang Jiu’s residence.

As the police had not yet informed Wang Jiu’s family about his death, Song Yun planned to visit Wang Jiu’s home, cure his daughter’s polio, and then return home.

Wang Jiu’s home was at 48 Yu Xian Street. Song Yun hailed a cab and headed there.

...

Yu Xian Street.

Under the streetlamp, a figure appeared.

This person had a pale face, his right index finger wrapped in a bandage—it was Qinghu.

After diving into the sea, he not only picked up his finger but also took Wang Jiu’s wallet.

He always acted like this; if he suffered, he must kill to vent his anger.

Song Yun cut off his finger, so he wanted to kill Wang Jiu’s entire family.

But after seeing the photos in Wang Jiu’s wallet, he changed his plan.

The mother and daughter in the photos were very attractive; he decided to check them out first, then kill them.

After getting ashore, he reattached his severed finger and hurried to 48 Yu Xian Street.

"Heh, the little girl in the wheelchair, hehe."

Qinghu smirked coldly, walking towards 48 Yu Xian Street, muttering, "After I kill the mother and daughter, I’ll find Song Yun!"

Although Song Yun had made progress, Qinghu wasn’t worried; he didn’t believe Song Yun was a worthy opponent.

Previously, his finger had been cut off only because Song Yun had caught him off guard.

Knock, knock, knock...

Qinghu knocked on the door, and a voice sounded from inside, "Daddy’s back."

"Jiajia, sit here first, I’ll get the door for your dad."

The door opened, a woman stood inside, smiling. Even upon seeing Qinghu, her smile remained.

Seeing Qinghu damp, the woman kindly asked, "Hello, do you need help?"

"Yes, I do."

Qinghu flashed a malevolent grin and walked straight into the house.

Bang.

He shut the door behind him, and immediately inside came the sound of a woman’s and child’s screams and his cruel laughter.

Qinghu entered Wang Jiu’s home, sat directly on the couch, glanced at Wang Jiu’s wife, then Wang Jiu’s daughter, and asked, "What are your names?"

"I’m Lv Ping."

The woman sensed something was amiss, while speaking, stealthily grasped the scissors from the dining table behind her.

"I’m Jiajia. Uncle, do you need help?"

Wang Jiu’s daughter was thirteen years old, looking innocently at Qinghu and asking.

Qinghu’s face twisted with a perverse smile, saying, "Yes, I need your help. Now, take off your clothes."

Upon hearing this, both Jiajia and Lv Ping froze.

Jiajia asked, "Uncle, what do you want, why do you want us to take off our clothes?"

"Jiajia, don’t talk to him, quickly go back to your room."

Lv Ping shouted, and although Jiajia didn’t quite understand, she quickly wheeled herself towards her room.

"Little sister, don’t rush into the room, Uncle will play with you."

Qinghu sneered coldly, grabbing a fruit bowl from the table and tossing it towards Jiajia’s wheelchair.

With a bang, the impact of the fruit bowl caused the wheelchair to flip, and Jiajia fell to the ground with a look of panic on her face.

"Jiajia!"

Lv Ping cried out, raising the scissors and charged towards Qinghu.

Snap.

Qinghu slapped Lv Ping’s face hard, knocking her to the ground, the scissors falling from her hand and sliding two meters away.

"Mom!"

Jiajia cried out, tears streaming down.

Due to polio, she couldn’t walk, she could only crawl to her mother’s side.

Lv Ping hugged Jiajia tightly, shouting at Qinghu, "Who are you, what do you want?"

Qinghu didn’t reply, just kept smiling, his pale face making him even more frightening.

Jiajia shivered in Lv Ping’s arms, terrified, crying, "Uncle, if you need help, we can help you. But why do you hurt us?"

Qinghu sat on the couch, still only smiling, eyes filled with mockery and excitement.

Lv Ping felt a chill down her spine, the man before her seemed insane, frightening her terribly.

She suddenly stood up, ran to the side, grabbed the scissors from the ground, and charged at Qinghu, "I’ll fight you."

Snap.

Another slap, this time Qinghu used a bit more force, Lv Ping fell to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, she looked at Qinghu with fear in her eyes.

"Do you know?"

Qinghu suddenly spoke, his voice fierce and excited, scaring Lv Ping and Jiajia, the mother and daughter hugging each other tightly.

"I really enjoy the feeling of others fearing me."

Qinghu stood up, walked to the mother and daughter, and forcibly dragged Jiajia from her mother’s arms, throwing her onto the couch.