"Host, you really do look like a psychopath like this. Wen Congyuan's probably scared shitless, isn't he?"
444 thought its host was absolutely amazing.
You want to compare violence?
Then I'll show you what true violence is!
You want to compare psychopathy?
Then I'll show you what a real psychopath is!
Su Qiao ignored it and turned around, rummaging through the cabinets and drawers. "Where's my knife? I remember it being here."
Wen Congyuan was so terrified he nearly wet himself. Goosebumps rose across his arms, his scalp began to tingle, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.
"Mom! Mom! Come save me! Come save me!"
He struggled desperately while shouting for help.
The old lady had just happened to come over to secretly peek at the situation, but she had never expected to gently turn the doorknob and see a scene like this.
"Th-this-this is...?"
The old lady stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Mom, come save me! Hurry and untie me!"
Wen Congyuan was drenched in sweat and had no time to worry about anything else as he hurriedly shouted.
The old lady rushed over and frantically untied him.
"Xiao Yuan, how... how did you end up tied up?"
Shouldn't Su Qiao have been the one tied up?
Moreover, from what she had heard earlier, it had been Su Qiao who kept screaming in agony!
How had things turned out like this?
"Mom, she's crazy. She's genuinely crazy. She said she was going to break my legs and arms, and cut out my tongue so I wouldn't be able to walk or call the police."
Ever since he had come to understand the world, this was the first time Wen Congyuan had felt afraid.
When he was young, even when his father beat or punished him, he had