Perverted Control

The corners of her lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes. "If I remember correctly, this little girl is your daughter, isn't she? They say even tigers don't eat their cubs. Looks like you're worse than a beast.

By your logic, the weak should obediently go die. So between the two of us, who do you think is the butcher, and who is the meat on the chopping block?

Since you can't beat me, you should obediently accept death!"

She took a handful of razor blades from her bag and smiled faintly. "That pretty big sister just said she wanted to dismember you with a thousand cuts. Well, I'm not very good at refusing people.

Besides, I happen to be practicing the art of dismembering someone with a thousand cuts."

"Bitch, what are you trying to do? I'm warning you, I'm a member of the Thunder Team! If you dare kill me, the captain won't let you off!" Liu Ping stared at the razor blades in her hand, his scalp prickling with fear.

They were the sharp, double-edged blades used for shaping eyebrows and shaving facial hair. Every one of them had been snapped in half, leaving a chaotic pile of pieces both long and short, large and small.

She simply clenched them in her palm, yet she wasn't afraid of injuring herself.

Although Liu Ping had no idea what she intended to do, he had a very bad feeling.

Under Liu Ping's terrified gaze, she tossed the razor blades into the air, then gently flicked her slender hand.

The flames floating in the air quickly went out. A tiny tornado appeared in the hallway and soon wrapped the razor blades inside it.

Just how small was that tornado?

It was about the size of a washbasin.

Liu Ping had been somewhat frightened at first, but when he saw the tiny tornado, his fear instantly broke. Clutching his bleeding shoulder, he burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha! I thought you were so powerful. Is that all?"

He wanted to tear this bitch apart, kill her, and let all the men in the building sleep with her corpse!

The pain from his severed arm reddened his eyes as he viciously imagined dismembering and cooking her.

The others also began mocking the suddenly appearing tornado.

Although this really wasn't an appropriate situation for laughter, there was nothing they could do. Jiang You's tornado was simply too miniature, and it truly looked completely harmless.

It looked like a toy.

"Oh, wow~ This wind is really terrifying. I wonder if it can blow down the socks I hung out to dry! Hahahaha!

"Little girl, that tornado of yours must have been taken out for a walk before it was even a month old, huh? Hahahaha!"

"Exactly, exactly! What are you releasing such a tiny puff of wind for? Even the wind over my grandmother's grave when I burn offerings during the Qingming Festival is stronger than this! Hahaha!"

"Little girl, listen to me. Get down on your knees and apologize properly to Liu Ping. Serve him well, and maybe he'll forgive you."

"..."

But as they laughed, they suddenly found themselves unable to continue.

The tiny tornado abruptly shot onto Liu Ping's head.

No matter how violently he shook, he couldn't dislodge it. It was like a transparent helmet.

Liu Ping's hair was whipped wildly by the wind. All he could hear was the roaring of the wind. Although it didn't completely block his vision, everything before his eyes was extremely blurry.

What was worse, the wind carried tiny fragments of razor blades inside it. Their edges scraped across his skin in broken strokes, like a swarm of poisonous ants chasing him and biting him.

The pain was horribly clear.

"Ahhhhh!! What the hell is this?!"

"It hurts so much!!! My face, my eyes!!! Ahhhhh!!! Go away, go away!"

If it had been something tangible, perhaps he could have taken it off.

But wind was something he could see yet couldn't grasp.

Liu Ping frantically tore at his hair and shook his head as he ran everywhere, trying to escape the tornado's range.

But the tornado remained firmly clamped over his head like a hat. He couldn't remove it at all.

No matter where he ran, the mass of wind followed him steadily, never leaving his side.

The wind spun faster and faster, and Liu Ping felt as though he could no longer breathe.

He no longer had the time to cover his bleeding stump. With his good hand, he frantically clawed at his throat and begged the people around him for help.

But at that moment, the people nearby were too afraid to approach as they watched the bizarre scene.

Whenever he came near them, they all retreated.

"Help... I can't breathe... help me..."

The tornado's vortex spun faster and faster. Liu Ping's face had turned bluish purple, and his bulging eyeballs looked horrifying.

Soon, his hair was torn out and swept into the wind, swirling around his head.

Then a thin line of blood appeared on his face, as though something had cut him.

Then came a second, a third, a fourth...

Liu Ping's face looked as though it were being sliced apart by millions of tiny blades. Before long, it was covered in bloody lines. Blood and bits of flesh streamed from the wounds, only to be yanked into the air by the wind.

More and more blood sprayed out, until the tornado itself had turned bright red.

No one could see Liu Ping's head clearly anymore.

They all fell silent, staring fearfully at the pretty young girl.

What kind of monster was this girl?

She was terrifying.

They were thankful they hadn't provoked her. This had to be far more painful than being shot dead.

Every now and then, a flash of silver flickered in the wind. It was the reflection of the broken razor blades.

But there was far more red blood mist. The entire hallway reeked of rust, making everyone's scalp go numb.

The sight left many people dumbstruck.

The woman holding the child knelt on the floor, staring blankly at Liu Ping as he fled around like a madman, yet had nowhere to escape.

Slowly, she began to smile. First, her lips split into a grin. Then she threw her head back and laughed hysterically.

She laughed as tears streamed down her face.

That beast was finished. He was done for!

Someone had finally avenged her sister and niece.

This was karma. This was karma!

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

A Bao groped around and used her hand to wipe the tears from the woman's face. She and her sister were twins, but she had been blind since birth.

Later, her sister and mother disappeared.

Her father didn't want her, so she lived with her aunt.

Her aunt had said that the world had changed and there were many monsters. Her mother and sister had been killed by monsters.

Her father had also become a monster.

"Auntie, don't be afraid. A Bao will protect you." The little girl gently patted the woman's hair, like a tiny adult comforting the woman in her arms, who was crying and laughing while trembling all over.

"The sun will be coming out soon. The monsters will hide in their homes. Don't be afraid, Auntie. I'll take you to find Mommy."

An innocent nursery rhyme echoed through the hallway alongside Liu Ping's screams.

The echoes sounded like shrieks rising from hell, making the scene especially eerie.

But the girl seemed unable to hear the chaotic noise. Her hollow eyes faced Liu Ping's direction as though she were looking at him, yet it was obvious that she couldn't see.

A Bao hugged her aunt tightly and repeated, "Don't be afraid, Auntie, don't be afraid. The sun is coming out. It's stopped raining in the sky. The little ants have found their home, and the little drops of water have gone home too~"

An invisible barrier separated the two of them from the other survivors.

The blood mist spraying from Liu Ping was also faintly blocked outside. However, everyone's attention was focused on Liu Ping, so no one noticed the unusualness of the two.

Jiang You's eyes darkened when she saw this, and she quickly shifted her gaze away.

Hao Hong had heard that Liu Ping had gone to harass his sister-in-law again and had finally reached the end of her patience, so she came down intending to stop him.

But the moment she arrived, she saw that everything above Liu Ping's neck and shoulders seemed to be covered by a mass of red.

No, that seemed to be a cloud of blood mist spinning at high speed!

Hao Hong instantly straightened and stared solemnly at the rapidly spinning little vortex.

"Is this a Wind Ability User?!"

She suddenly looked at Jiang You beside her. It wasn't as if she had never seen a Wind Ability User before.

But ordinary Wind Ability Users attacked with wind blades. That was the most common offensive method for Wind Ability Users.

Jiang You, however, could not only manipulate the wind to surround a ball of fire, but could also form such a bizarre little tornado.

How was that possible?

Her control over her ability was so precise that it had reached a truly abnormal level.

How exactly had this woman trained?

Could a Wind Ability User really reach this level?

Naturally, Hao Hong didn't know that every day, Jiang You placed rotten meat and watermelon juice on the balcony to attract flies, then practiced her ability on green-headed flies, squeezing her power dry until not a single drop remained.

Compared with flies, which flew quickly and were tiny, a target like a human was much easier.

Hao Hong felt as though she had glimpsed another direction for Wind Ability Users.

No one knew how much time had passed. Perhaps only a few seconds, or perhaps less than a minute.

Everyone heard a faint pfft.