Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

The women's clothing section was a place Li Su'e used before her death.

There weren't many clothes, and they were all hanging neatly, but the styles were all from several years ago.

Several garments on the hanger still had dried flowers in their pockets, emitting a faint fragrance.

Zhou Haibing looked at the clothes, his throat tightening.

He gently took the clothes off the hanger one by one, carefully folded them, and put them into his storage space.

He didn't want to leave these things here; he wanted to take them with him to 1976, and then give these clothes to Li Su'e when she was young.

After tidying up the walk-in closet, Zhou Haibing began cleaning up the rest of the things in the master bedroom.

The bathroom was as big as a spa, with a double sink and various men's skincare products and expensive perfumes on it, which Zhou Haibing took away.

The showerhead in the shower room was a Hansgrohe, and the bathtub was a freestanding, white, and beautifully designed jacuzzi. Zhou Haibing disassembled the bathtub and took it away along with the faucet.

The third floor houses guest rooms and a gym.

The bed, bedding, wardrobe, and television in the guest room were all removed.

The treadmills, elliptical trainers, rowing machines, exercise bikes, dumbbell racks, and Smith machines in the gym were all removed.

The basement is a huge home theater and a wine cellar.

The projection screen in the home theater is almost as big as that in a movie theater, and the seats are electric leather sofas that can be reclined.

Zhou Haibing took away the projector, screen, speakers, and sofa.

The wine cellar contained more wine than the previous ones combined: hundreds of bottles of red wine, dozens of cases of baijiu, and some foreign spirits and sake, all stored in the storage space.

There was a huge swimming pool in the garden. Zhou Haibing couldn't move the swimming pool, but he took away all the outdoor furniture, barbecue grills, parasols, and lounge chairs around the pool.

There were also several precious Podocarpus macrophyllus trees in the garden, which looked to be several decades old. Zhou Haibing uprooted them and brought them into the ordinary area of ​​Shennong Space.

The soil there is fertile and the sun is plentiful; these trees will grow even better there.

The entire villa was moved clean from top to bottom, inside and out.

Zhou Haibing walked back to the living room and stood in front of An Baojun.

He looked at the man, the beast who had killed Li Su'e.

An Baojun remained in the same position, legs crossed, body slightly leaning back, eyes vacant, expression blank, like a corpse that had been forgotten for a long time.

Zhou Haibing bent down and took off the thick gold necklace from An Baojun's neck, as well as the huge gold watch from his wrist, storing them all into his spatial storage.

Then he pulled out his belt.

He stood in front of An Baojun, raised his belt, and lashed it out hard.

Snapped!

The belt fell onto An Baojun's shoulder with a crisp sound that echoed in the empty living room.

An Baojun's body swayed suddenly, but his expression remained unchanged, his eyes were still empty, and his body remained in the same position.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Zhou Haibing continued to pump, each pump using all his strength.

The belt fell on An Baojun's back, shoulders, arms, and chest, each blow carrying with it the anger, pain, and heartache that had been building up for decades.

"Say it," Zhou Haibing's voice was hoarse, his eyes red, "say you're a beast."

An Baojun opened his mouth, his voice as flat as if he were reading a textbook:

"I am a beast."

Snapped!

"Tell Li Su'e that you are sorry."

"I am An Baojun," An Baojun repeated mechanically.

"I'm sorry, Li Su'e. I'm not a good person, I'm a beast. I killed you, I deserve to die."

Zhou Haibing slapped him a dozen more times, tearing An Baojun's shirt to shreds, revealing red, swollen, and bleeding wounds all over his exposed skin.

In some places, his skin had been torn open, and beads of blood seeped from the cracks, running down his arm and dripping onto the floor, one drop at a time, like some kind of silent confession.

Zhou Haibing threw the belt on the ground and gasped for breath.

His palms burned with pain, and his knuckles were stained with An Baojun's blood.

But he was still not satisfied.

Far from enough.

Continue whipping An Baojun.

As he whipped her, he recalled the image of Li Su'e throwing herself into his arms, trembling with sobs, and how thin and bony she was.

I remember her sallow complexion and sunken eyes, and how she said, "Haibing, I feel especially at ease when I'm with you."

Those images flashed through his mind like knives, cutting into his heart piece by piece.

"An Baojun, lie down."

An Baojun obediently bent down and lay on his back on the floor.

Zhou Haibing stood to his right, raised his right foot, aimed at his knee, and kicked down with all his might.

Click.

The sound was exceptionally clear in the empty room, like a dry twig being snapped underfoot.

An Baojun's leg bent at an impossible angle, and the bone at his knee protruded from under his skin, forming a horrifying bulge.

But An Baojun didn't make a sound; the expression on his face remained that chilling emptiness.

The hypnosis made him unable to feel pain, but his body reacted instinctively, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Zhou Haibing then moved to his left and kicked his other knee.

Click.

The same sound, the same break, the same distortion.

An Baojun's legs were both broken. The bones had pushed two sharp bulges out of his pants at the knees, and blood seeped out from the fabric, staining the off-white pants with two dark red flowers.

Zhou Haibing looked down at An Baojun. An Baojun's eyes were still empty, and his expression was still blank, but Zhou Haibing seemed to see Li Su'e's face in his face.

The gentle, intellectual girl with eyes that crinkled into crescents when she smiled was looking at him, a faint, contented smile on her lips.

"An Baojun, go to sleep."

An Baojun curled up slightly on the floor, then slowly relaxed. His eyes closed, and his breathing became even and deep, as if he had fallen asleep.

His two severed legs were twisted at an eerie angle, and blood from his knees slowly seeped out beneath him.

Zhou Haibing glanced at him one last time, then turned and walked towards the garage.

He acquired An Baojun's Rolls-Royce Cullinan, Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and Porsche Cayenne all for Shennong Space.

Three luxury cars were parked next to the cars that had been acquired earlier. The Cullinan's massive body looked out of place squeezed between the Ferrari and the Audi R8.

When An Baojun woke up, he not only found himself covered in injuries, but also discovered that all his money was gone and his villa had been emptied.

It would be incredibly disorienting to have all of one's collection of calligraphy, paintings, and antiques vanish. Unfortunately, Zhou Haibing won't be able to witness such a dramatic scene.

Fortunately, Zhou Haibing still has a chance. After his rebirth, he will continue to seek revenge on this beast. He will not let this beast get away with it.

As Zhou Haibing sat in the driver's seat of his black Mercedes, he thought of Li Su'e again.

The girl who stood under the old locust tree in 1975, the girl who told him, "I feel especially at ease when I'm with you," the girl who was eventually tortured beyond recognition and died in An Baojun's home.

The next person he'd take revenge on was Li Su'e's bastard older brother, Li Zhigang...