Something's wrong with this demon.

Outside the window, night was deepening.

A few windows in the building were lit with faint lights.

The silhouettes of guests are occasionally reflected on it.

Under the watchful eyes of Sun Ping and several girls, Chen Ju, reeking of alcohol, went upstairs to the second floor.

"Qingmei, come out and greet the guest! I've paid a hefty price tonight to book you for the whole night, so you'd better serve your brother well!"

Chen Ju, drunk, walked into the corridor and entered Qingmei's room.

The room was lit with a dim, yellow light.

"Is it necessary? To pay money to get things done?"

"Of course it's necessary. Just keep the lights on tonight. I'll go out the window later and come back before dawn."

Chen Ju sat at the table, sipping his tea, and spoke with a calm expression.

Judging from his condition, he didn't seem drunk at all.

"Go get that kid's blood?"

Qingmei sat in front of the dressing table, painting her bright red nails, and turned to ask.

"Hmph, in the past, there would have been no need for this much trouble. This time, it's mainly because that kid has lost too much blood these past few days, and I'm afraid that drawing blood tonight might cause a death, and if it gets back to me, that would be troublesome."

……

The backyard was completely silent.

"Squeak..."

After an unknown amount of time, the wooden door of a certain house slowly opened.

Wang Long peeked out from the door, looked around for a while, and then quietly waved to someone behind him.

The two brothers came out of the room together.

"Have you brought everything?"

"Don't worry, I brought them all."

The two of them, crouching low and limping, quickly arrived at the door of Luo Qingchen's house.

"This time we'll enter from the doorway. We must be careful not to lift our feet while walking, and look carefully before we go. We absolutely cannot fall for that kid's tricks again."

Wang Longhao reminded him in a low voice.

Wang Hu nodded, took out a blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and slowly inserted it into the crack in the door.

The latch was slowly pried open.

Wang Hu started pushing the door, but found that he still couldn't move it.

"Huh, what a cunning kid!"

He inspected it carefully and found that the top and bottom of the wooden door were secured with sturdy bolts!

Instead of being surprised, he was delighted and continued to pry at the blade.

The more cautious the other party is, the more it indicates that there is someone inside.

"Faster!"

Wang Long stood guard behind him, his eyes warily scanning the surrounding darkness, urging him on in a low voice.

Both brothers are currently recovering from old injuries, and if someone were to break the rules and try to steal from them at this time, they would likely suffer losses.

"Click!"

At this moment, Wang Hu removed the last latch, gently pushed, and the door opened.

"Brother, it's done!"

He immediately drew his dagger and went in first.

"Be careful!"

Fearing that he might be reckless and fall into the boy's trap again, Wang Long quickly followed him inside and gently closed the door behind him.

"Light the fire first, don't lift your foot!"

"it is good."

Wang Hu immediately stopped, took out a tinderbox, lowered his head, and cautiously looked at the ground.

The nails scattered all over the ground that night became the deepest shadow in the hearts of the two brothers.

The dim light soon illuminated the ground.

"The ground is safe."

Wang Hu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, holding a tinderbox in one hand and a dagger in the other, and walked towards the bedside.

Wang Long followed behind, still not daring to be careless, holding his breath and observing his surroundings.

After the two men safely reached the bedside, Wang Long finally felt a little relieved. He took out a blood bowl and whispered, "Knock them out first, then bleed them out. Be quick about it."

Just as Wang Hu was about to agree, the faint light from the fire in his hand suddenly shone onto the bed.

"Wait a minute! Something's not right!"

The blankets on the bed were bulging, but no one's head was showing.

He was startled and immediately reached out to grab the blanket, then suddenly pulled it off.

"Snapped!"

Just then, a terrifying, crisp sound rang out!

His hand, which was gripping the edge of the blanket, was caught off guard and snapped hard by a huge animal trap hiding under the blanket!

The bear trap, like a hungry beast, suddenly snapped its sharp teeth shut and even leaped viciously! The two rows of sharp iron teeth, like daggers, pierced his palm cruelly!

"ah--"

A bloodcurdling scream rang out.

Wang Long, who was following closely behind, was so frightened that he suddenly jumped up from where he stood and leaped backward.

No sooner had he landed than a sharp, familiar pain shot through his feet.

"ah--"

He suddenly let out a shrill scream and jumped up again involuntarily. As soon as he landed, his feet stepped on several more iron nails!

"what……"

The brothers' screams rose and fell, instantly making the figure hiding outside tremble with fear.

"Go! Go quickly!"

Despite the excruciating pain, Wang Long hurriedly crawled on the ground toward the door.

Wang Hu gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and desperately pried open the animal trap in his hand. He followed behind with a limp, tears streaming down his face and cursing as he did so. Blood was streaming down his hands.

"If anyone dares to lay a finger on us brothers today, we'll fight them to the death!"

Wang Long climbed to the doorway, raised the dagger in his hand, and threatened the darkness outside fiercely.

If, like that night, they are injured and then bloodied one by one by those bastards, the two brothers will probably die here tonight.

Wang Hu roared out, ready to fight to the death.

The figure hiding in the darkness seemed intimidated by the two brothers' imposing presence, or perhaps had another objective, and thus did not reveal itself.

The two dared not linger any longer, hurriedly covering for each other as they fled back to their room, locking the doors and windows tightly.

The backyard returned to quiet.

"Not in the second room? How cunning!"

The shadowy figure behind the tree remained motionless.

"Squeak..."

Just then, the window of the first house suddenly opened.

"Who was making noise outside just now?"

Luo Qingchen's weak voice rang out from inside the window.

He then poked his head out of the window, looked around, and seeing that no one was there, pulled his head back in and closed the window again.

"It was in the first room!"

The shadowy figure behind the tree had a cold glint in its eyes.

However, he did not let his guard down. He hid behind the tree for a full hour. Seeing that there was nothing unusual around him, he carefully stepped out from behind the tree and came to the door of the first house.

He turned sideways, pressed his ear against the door, and listened carefully to the sounds inside.

The room was completely silent.

However, he was still somewhat hesitant, after all, the two brothers, Wang Long and Wang Hu, had just fallen into a trap.

"That kid is more cunning than a fox, more treacherous than a jackal!"

He absolutely cannot be careless!

He waited outside for about half an hour, and as the eastern sky began to lighten, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

Opportunities are fleeting!

That kid is now physically weak and, apart from setting traps, he has almost no ability to fight back.

He must act decisively!

Having made up his mind, he immediately took out a razor blade and slowly inserted it into the crack in the door.

As he turned the latch, he remained on edge, alertly watching for any movement around him.

It can be said that they have eyes in all directions and ears in all directions.

It is this extremely careful behavior that has allowed him to survive until now.

"Click..."

The latch was quickly pried open.

He glanced a few more times into the darkness behind him before gently pushing open the door and going inside.

"Brother Luo..."

He gently closed the door behind him and whispered something to the bed.

However, there was no response from the bed.

He stood at the doorway, not daring to take a step forward immediately.

The wooden bed was placed in the innermost corner of the room.

It was pitch black there; you couldn't see anything.

He sensed something was wrong; his heart was racing and his breathing was rapid. But at that moment, the die was cast and he had no choice but to proceed.

"Brother Luo, are you alright? I couldn't sleep, so I came to check on you."

He called out again in a low voice.

There was still no response from the bed.

Time is of the essence!

Without further hesitation, he immediately took out a tinderbox, illuminating the dark ground. He gripped the dagger tightly in one hand, and then, step by step, walked towards the wooden bed.

"Brother Luo, don't be afraid, I really just came to visit you."

He walked carefully, speaking in a low voice as he cautiously looked around, his cunning eyes darting about in the darkness.

"Brother Luo, I brought you some delicious food..."

Finally, he safely reached the bedside, extended the dagger in his hand, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.