Perverted Control

Her lips curved upwards slightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "If I recall correctly, that little girl is your daughter, isn't she? They say even a tiger won't eat its cubs, but it seems you're worse than a beast.

According to your logic, the weak should just die obediently. So, comparing us, who do you think is the knife, and who is the fish?

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

She pulled a razor blade from her bag and smiled faintly. "This pretty young lady just said she wanted to cut you into a thousand pieces. I'm someone who can never refuse others.

And this technique of cutting into a thousand pieces, it's truly exquisite. I'm practicing it right now."

"You bitch, what do you want? I'm warning you, I'm a member of the Thunder Team. If you dare to kill me, the captain won't let you off!" Liu Ping stared at the razor blade in her hand, his scalp tingling.

The razor blade in her hand was a double-edged, thin blade, the kind used for shaping eyebrows or shaving, and they were all broken. They were a mess of various sizes, long and short.

She held them in her palm, seemingly unafraid of cutting herself.

Although he didn't know what she intended to do, Liu Ping had a very bad feeling.

Under Liu Ping's terrified gaze, she tossed a handful of razor blades into the air, then gracefully swept her hand.

The flames floating in the air were quickly extinguished, and a small tornado appeared in the hallway, quickly engulfing the razor blades.

How small was that tornado?

It was about the size of a washbasin.

Liu Ping, who had been somewhat afraid, instantly lost his composure watching the small tornado. He laughed, clutching his bleeding shoulder.

"Hahahaha! I thought you were so powerful, and this is all you've got?"

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

The pain from his severed arm made his eyes red, and he cruelly imagined dismembering her and cooking her.

The others also joined in mocking the suddenly appearing tornado.

Although it was really inappropriate to laugh out loud in such a situation, they couldn't help it. Jiang You's tornado was just too miniature, looking like it had absolutely no destructive power.

It was like playing around.

"Oh my~ this wind is so scary! I wonder if it can blow down my drying socks! Hahahaha!

"Little girl, your tornado looks like it was brought out for a walk before it was even a month old, hahaha!"

"Exactly, what's the point of releasing such a small gust of wind? The wind I use to clear the grave mounds for my grandma during the Qingming Festival is stronger than this! Hahahaha!"

"Young lady, listen to me. Kneel down properly and apologize to Liu Ping. Serve him well, and maybe he'll forgive you."

"..."

But as they were laughing, they suddenly couldn't laugh anymore. They saw the small tornado suddenly dart to Liu Ping's head.

No matter how he shook it, he couldn't get rid of it. It was like a transparent helmet.

Liu Ping's hair was blown wildly by the wind, and his vision was filled with the rushing sound of the wind. Although it didn't completely block his sight, the images he saw were very blurry.

Especially since the wind was carrying tiny broken razor blades. The feeling of the sharp edges scraping his skin was like being chased and bitten by a swarm of venomous ants.

The pain was exceptionally clear.

"Ahhhhhh!! What the hell is this!!!"

"It hurts so much!!! My face, my eyes!!! Ahhhhhh! Get away, get away!"

If it were a tangible object, perhaps it could be removed.

But wind, you can see it, but you can't grasp it.

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

But the tornado was firmly stuck to his head, like a hat, and couldn't be removed.

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

The wind spun faster and faster, and Liu Ping felt like he couldn't breathe.

He ignored his bleeding severed arm and used his good hand to frantically scratch at his throat, begging the surrounding people for help.

But at this moment, seeing this bizarre scene, the people around him didn't dare to approach him.

As he walked towards them, they all backed away.

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

The vortex of the tornado spun faster and faster. Liu Ping's face turned purplish-blue, and his bulging eyes were terrifying.

Soon, his hair was torn off and swirled around his head by the wind.

Then, his face seemed to be cut by something, drawing a blood streak.

Then came two, three, four...

Liu Ping's face was like it was being cut by thousands of tiny blades. Soon, it was covered in blood streaks, and blood and torn flesh flowed from the wounds, then were pulled and swirled by the wind.

With more and more blood, the tornado turned bright red.

Everyone could no longer see Liu Ping's head clearly.

They all dared not make a sound, staring at the pretty young girl in stunned silence.

What kind of monster is this girl?

It's terrifying.

They were glad it wasn't them who had provoked her; this was far more agonizing than being shot.

Silver light flashed intermittently in the wind, the reflection of shattered blades.

But more prevalent was the crimson blood mist, filling the entire corridor with the scent of rust, making everyone's scalp tingle.

This scene stunned many.

A woman, holding a child, knelt on the ground, blankly watching Liu Ping flee like a madman, with nowhere to escape.

She slowly smiled, first a grimace, then a hysterical laugh.

Tears streamed down her face as she laughed.

This beast is finished, he's doomed!

The revenge for her sister and niece was finally here.

This is retribution, this is true retribution!

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

A'Bao fumbled with her hands, wiping the tears from the woman's face. She and her sister were twins, but A'Bao had been born blind.

Later, her sister and mother disappeared.

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

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

Her father had also become a monster.

"Auntie, don't be scared, A'Bao will protect you." The little girl gently stroked the woman's hair, comforting the trembling, crying, and laughing woman in her arms like a miniature adult.

"The sun will be out soon, and the monsters will hide away. Auntie, Auntie, don't be scared, I'll take you to find Mommy."

The innocent children's song echoed through the corridor, accompanied by Liu Ping's screams.

The returning sounds were like the wails from hell, making the scene exceptionally eerie.

Yet the girl seemed oblivious to the cacophony, her vacant eyes fixed in Liu Ping's direction, as if looking at him, though she was clearly blind.

A'Bao hugged her aunt tightly, repeating, "Auntie, Auntie, don't be scared, the sun is coming out, it's not raining anymore, the little ants have found their homes, and the little raindrops have gone home too~"

An invisible barrier separated them from the other survivors.

The blood mist sprayed from Liu Ping was subtly blocked, but everyone's attention was focused on Liu Ping, so no one noticed anything unusual about the two of them.

Seeing this, Jiang You's eyes deepened before she quickly shifted her gaze.

Hao Hong had heard that Liu Ping was harassing his sister-in-law again and had come down, unable to stand it any longer, intending to intervene.

But the moment she arrived, she saw that Liu Ping's neck and shoulders were covered by something red.

No, it looked like a rapidly spinning cloud of blood mist!

Hao Hong instantly straightened up, her expression serious as she stared at the rapidly rotating mini-vortex.

"This is a Wind Ability user?!"

She suddenly looked at Jiang You beside her. She had seen Wind Ability users before.

But typical Wind Ability users attacked with wind blades, which was the most common offensive method for them.

However, Jiang You could not only control wind to encircle a fireball but also form these bizarre little tornadoes.

How was this possible?

Her control over her abilities was to a terrifyingly precise degree.

How on earth did this person train?

Could a Wind Ability user reach this level?

Hao Hong naturally didn't know that Jiang You spent her days on the balcony, placing rotting meat and watermelon juice to attract flies, then practicing her abilities on the green-headed flies, pushing her powers to the absolute limit every single day.

Compared to the fast-flying, small-bodied flies, a human target was much simpler.

Hao Hong felt as if she had glimpsed a new direction for Wind Ability users.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps only a few seconds, perhaps less than a minute.

Everyone heard a faint "puchi" sound.