"Woohoo~ Your grandpa's out!"
"Quick, check out your daddy's gorgeous feet!"
"Okay, everyone, eyes on me!"
"Tatakai-"
"..."
The plastic bags came off.
The fourteen women had become fourteen cross-dressing men wearing all kinds of animal masks.
Several men in black had just started getting hard.
In an instant, they all went limp.
"Ene-"
Before one of the men in black could shout, Qin Ze kicked him unconscious.
The other clones were like wild horses freed from their reins, impossible to rein in once unleashed.
There weren't nearly enough bodyguards to go around.
They dealt with them all in short order.
"Find her."
Qin Ze and the others were in a luxuriously furnished suite.
The clones searched the place, but there was no one else there.
The group quietly left the room and scattered to search.
After making a circuit, Qin Ze realized there was something unusual about this place.
The entire floor was furnished in a lavish style.
The elevator had access control, and there was no way to leave without the code.
There were more than twenty rooms on the floor.
Each room held an exceptionally beautiful girl.
But none of them were in good shape.
They were being tortured by perverts.
Qin Ze's heart burned with anxiety.
He searched the entire floor, but found no sign of Ma Yan.
Just then, a waiter appeared around the corner, and Qin Ze pulled him into an empty room.
"Where are the girls who arrived this morning?"
The waiter's face was full of fear as he answered shakily, "They... they're still in the training room."
"Where's the training room?"
"There's a statue at the end of the corridor. Turn its head and the secret door to the training room will open."
"What are they being trained for?"
"They'll be fine for now. Before they serve the honored guests, they all have to go through training, then devote everything to the VIPs."
Qin Ze slapped the waiter unconscious and hurried off with Dharma King and Brother Devour.
At the end of the corridor, Qin Ze found the statue the waiter had mentioned.
A Venus de Milo.
Click-
He turned Venus's head, and a hidden door in the wall slowly opened.
An elegant red carpet covered the corridor floor, and warm orange lamps hung on the walls.
The faint sound of women sobbing softly came from the far end of the corridor.
Bang-
Qin Ze kicked open the doors at the end of the corridor.
A spacious room lay beyond them.
The first things he saw were three large beds.
The cabinets against the wall were covered with all kinds of little implements.
Five women sat huddled together on one of the beds, trembling.
Their clothes were intact, and they were all still wearing their own.
But their faces were full of terror, and they clamped their hands over their mouths, not daring to make a sound.
On the floor to the right lay two men and a woman in pools of blood.
The chests of all three corpses had been hollowed out, and their intestines were scattered across the floor.
Beside one of the male corpses, a woman had buried her face in his body and was feasting.
The sound of chewing echoed through the silent room.
Looking at the familiar figure from behind, Qin Ze took off his mask and called softly.
"Sister Ma Yan?"
The figure went still.
She slowly stood up and turned to look at Qin Ze.
It was Ma Yan, but not the Ma Yan Qin Ze remembered.
One of Ma Yan's eyes had turned scarlet, her clothes were soaked through with blood, and she was still chewing a piece of flesh she had just bitten off.
"Qin... Ze..."
Ma Yan froze.
"It's me, Qin Ze. I'm Qin Ze!"
"Boohoo-"
Ma Yan cried, two streams of bloody tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.
"I... what's happened to me?"
"What am I doing?"
"Qin Ze, I killed people!"
"Boohoo... I really didn't mean to kill them..."
"I don't know why I turned out like this..."
Ma Yan threw herself into Qin Ze's arms and burst into tears.
At the same time, the red in her right eye gradually faded.
Qin Ze sighed.
He gently patted her back.
"Home. I'll take you home."
At the word "home," Ma Yan's body trembled.
She raised her head and looked at Qin Ze through streaming tears, shaking her head again and again.
"There's no home anymore!"
"Boohoo... there's no home anymore!"
"The fire... Mom died!"
Qin Ze felt a breath lodged in his chest.
He didn't know how to comfort Ma Yan.
Nor did he know why things had turned out this way.
Martial artists, they really deserved to die!
"Things will get better."
"They'll definitely get better."
Qin Ze's voice was low.
"So it was you."
"I was wondering who had eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall, and dared to come make trouble at my Phoenix Tower."
He Guang walked into the training room with more than a dozen security guards, accompanied by a Level Two Martial Artist.
"Good!"
"You killed my trainers. None of you are getting out of here alive today!"
Looking at the three corpses on the floor, He Guang's eyes nearly spat fire.
"My big brother warned me over and over not to give you trouble."
"Today, you came to my door yourself."
"Then we'll settle our old and new scores together!"
He Guang swept his hand forward, and the security guards behind him rushed in.
The clones were no pushovers either, and immediately met them head-on.
Qin Ze comforted Ma Yan. "Wait five minutes, and we'll go home together."
Ma Yan only cried, bloody tears streaming down her face.
Qin Ze let out a long breath, and an exceedingly savage aura surged from him.
"I'll leave that guy to you."
Qin Ze looked at the Level Two Martial Artist as he spoke to Dharma King and Brother Devour.
Dharma King had already started a solo fight with the Level Two Martial Artist.
Brother Devour had been clearing out the small fry, but when he heard Qin Ze, he stepped forward to help.
He Guang loosened the tie around his neck.
"Qin Ze, you've become my heart demon."
"Every night, I dream of you. I dream of tearing you to pieces."
"Today, my dream is finally coming true!"
Boom-
He Guang shook his arms, and the aura of a Level Two Martial Artist burst forth.
He seemed to have broken through only recently; his Level Two Martial Artist aura was very unstable, surging and waning.
Qin Ze instantly activated the first layer of the Fate Reversal Technique and swept a whipping kick toward He Guang's head.
He Guang raised his left arm to block it, then thrust his right hand forward like a fierce tiger clawing at a heart.
Crackle-
A bolt of lightning shot from Qin Ze's chest.
Caught off guard, He Guang was struck squarely.
He staggered back several steps, his hands and feet going numb.
"A gifted ability user?!"
A flash of surprise crossed He Guang's eyes.
A gifted ability user was truly terrifying once they matured.
This boy absolutely could not be allowed to live.
Qin Ze gathered the attributes of all his clones.
In an instant, his aura approached that of a Level Two Martial Artist.
Before He Guang's paralysis wore off, Qin Ze swiftly closed in.
His fists rained down on He Guang's head like a storm battering a banana tree.
He Guang retreated step by step, growing more frightened the longer they fought.
He realized that even after becoming a Level Two Martial Artist, he was still no match for Qin Ze.
This young man was truly terrifying.
"Old Wang, save me!"
He Guang shouted.
But the Level Two Martial Artist had his own hands full. How could he spare any attention for He Guang?
"Qin Ze, you can't kill me."
"Do you think I did all this alone?"
"How could that be possible?"
"If you kill me, they won't let you off!"
As He Guang blocked the blows in desperation, he kept trying to persuade Qin Ze, hoping he would stop.
Qin Ze was expressionless, his face full of murderous intent.
"Don't worry. They'll go down and join you one by one."
Qin Ze raised his right hand, lightning gathering over it.
It was judgment time!