Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Why hasn't he/she arrived yet? Wasn't it supposed to be six o'clock? It's almost dawn now."

Yang Chusheng paced back and forth anxiously, trampling the weeds under his feet into a mess.

He would look up at the sky every now and then, then at the intersection in the distance, his expression growing increasingly anxious.

This is next to a public toilet located three or four miles outside Nanluoguxiang, and there isn't a soul around.

They chose this place to meet in order to avoid evil spirits. No one would have thought they would hide in such a godforsaken place.

But now it's already daylight, where are they?

Yang Chusheng's younger sister, Yang Dianfeng, squatted on a rock, her hands supporting her chin, anxiously gazing towards the intersection.

She was quite pretty, just turned 18, but her eyes always held an indescribable, unsettling light.

"Brother, could it be that Fish Leong couldn't find the place?"

"impossible."

Yang Chusheng retorted firmly, stopping in his tracks and turning to look at her. "That's where Father keeps his money carefully. How could she not find it?"

He paused, a smug smile appearing on his face: "I even had sex with her there, over and over again, I know every inch of it very well."

Yang Dianfeng: "..."

Looking at her brother's smug face, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Whatever makes you happy.

Where is she?

What about money?

Where are we now?

"Could that woman, Fish Leong, have run off with the money?"

Yang Dianfeng stood up in dissatisfaction, patting the dirt off her backside. "We should have taken it ourselves. Why should she take Father's money?"

"impossible."

Yang Chusheng shook his head, his smile becoming even more confident. "She won't betray me."

Yang Dianfeng looked at him in disbelief: "Who knows? You can know a person's face but not their heart. You're not a mind reader."

Yang Chusheng smiled mysteriously, a smile that carried an indescribable lewdness:

"Little sister, you're still young, not a woman yet. You're a girl, you can't understand the thoughts of a thirty-year-old widow, especially one who doesn't have children and has to remain a widow."

Yang Dianfeng frowned.

Do you know why my name is Chu Sheng (初升)?

Yang Chusheng puffed out his chest, as if showing off some remarkable achievement.

Yang Dianfeng retorted without any politeness, "Because you're a beast."

Yang Chusheng nodded subconsciously:

"Right, uh... that's not right either."

He realized what was happening, glared at his sister, and then put on that smug expression again:

"That's because my thing is as big as an animal's. But your brother isn't an animal."

When he spoke, he deliberately straightened his back and flaunted his power, as if he were showing off some extraordinary asset.

"And why is Fish Leong, one of my father's lovers, so devoted to me?"

Yang Chusheng walked up to his sister and looked down at her: "That's because I'm backing her up."

Even if she tried to swallow it whole, she couldn't. She was afraid, yet she longed for it, and she loved me to the point of life and death.

Yang Dianfeng looked at her brother's smug face and cursed inwardly:

You're saying you're not a beast? You're worse than a beast.

You slept with your father's mistress, how can you not be a beast?

I am your sister, and you still act all high and mighty in front of me. You are worse than an animal.

Your father named you Chusheng, and he was right.

Your name reflects your character; you're a real beast.

Despite his insults, Yang Dianfeng harbored a hidden resentment.

What does it mean to say "You're still young, you're not a woman yet"?

What does it mean that "a girl wouldn't understand"?

This is discrimination against her.

She's eighteen years old, not a three-year-old child anymore.

She knows a lot, much more than her brother thought.

Yang Dianfeng's eyes started to look strange.

It was a complex, indescribable light—excitement, thrill, stimulation, and a desire to break free from moral constraints.

She stared at Yang Chusheng, from top to bottom, from front to back, from his face to... Was he really that terrifying?

She doesn't believe it!

unless…

seen it myself.

Yang Chusheng was basking in his own smugness when he caught a glimpse of his sister's "enthusiastic" gaze out of the corner of his eye. He assumed that his words had made his sister admire him.

His smile deepened.

But what little sister would stare adoringly at her brother in places he shouldn't be looking at?

Not far away, a small figure watched this scene.

Lin Tian almost clapped and cheered.

It came to me without any effort at all.

I had just killed Liang Jingru and was thinking of rushing to the police station to see if there were any other survivors.

When they got to the main road, they saw a man and a woman standing outside a public toilet. It's rare to see people waiting alone in the Nanluoguxiang area these days.

Curious, he crept over, wanting to see which fearless person dared to linger outside.

did not expect.

There were two big fish.

Yang Chusheng, Yang Dianfeng.

Director Yang's son and daughter.

Lin Tian lay on the ground, watching the two siblings, one smug and the other with a strange look in her eyes, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

interesting.

He gently reached for the axe beside him.

Yang Chusheng continued talking non-stop: "So don't worry, little sister, Liang Jingru will definitely come. She can't live without me, just like a fish can't live without water..."

"elder brother."

Yang Dianfeng suddenly interrupted him.

"Um?"

Yang Dianfeng took a step forward, staring into his eyes, a gaze that made Yang Chusheng inexplicably feel uneasy.

"You just said you'd support my back?"

Yang Chusheng paused for a moment, then said, "I was talking about Fish Leong..."

"I know."

Yang Dianfeng took another step forward, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper, "I just want to know what that feels like."

Yang Chusheng frowned: "Why are you asking this?"

Yang Dianfeng did not answer.

She just stared at him, her eyes growing brighter and more frantic.

Yang Chusheng finally realized that something was wrong.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Yang Dianfeng laughed.

That smile was sweet and beautiful.

"Brother, didn't you say I'm still young? Didn't you say I don't understand?"

She reached out and gently placed her hand on Yang Chusheng's shoulder:

"Then teach me."

Yang Chusheng's legs went weak.

My dear sister, my dear sister.

"Little sister, you...you mustn't do anything rash..."

"Reckless behavior?"

Yang Dianfeng tilted her head and said, "How could it be considered reckless? You support Liang Jingru, so why can't you support me too? Aren't you afraid that I'll be bullied by others?"

"You're my brother, isn't it your duty to teach your sister a few things and stand up for her?"

"Besides, you wouldn't want your sister to be deceived emotionally and then physically by bad men in the future, would you?"

"Rather than that, it's better to let my brother have it. He's not a little kid anymore; he can't even see his toes when he stands up."

Yang Chusheng opened his mouth, as if to say something, but found himself unconsciously looking at his sister's scream—those white shoes…

Such big shoelaces...

Ptooey!

What are you thinking about as a freshman?

That's your sister, your own daughter.

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his sister's fair hand resting on his shoulder, and then looked up at his sister's delicate face, which was getting closer and closer.

There's a trace of her mother, and... her younger sister has really grown up, but they're related by blood.

I am the rising sun, like the morning sun.

Not animals.

But a voice inside him told him that if he disagreed, he would be worse than an animal.

Give it a try...

Anyway, we shouldn't let outsiders take the credit.

If you're worse than an animal, why even bother choosing?

My parents are dead. As long as I don't tell anyone, who will know?

Just then, a clear voice rang out from behind:

"Excuse me, may I bother you?"

They both turned their heads at the same time.

Lin Tian looked at the two of them with an innocent smile on his face.

……