A villainous girl created by paranoia

And that was indeed the case. Although he was willing to let my hair down, he still kicked me in the stomach. This time, his foot didn't leave, but instead ground hard against my stomach. My stomach is now bruised and purple. With the added pain from the two hard kicks, I even felt like my intestines were being squeezed out.

This guy's shoes are hard rubber shoes, size 46, he's really strong.

Just then, a frivolous voice came from not far away; it belonged to the person who had just been discussing things with the burly man and his group.

“Hey, Ming, let’s get this straight: you can do whatever you want, but don’t kill her. Boss Yi Liu still needs her to inherit the family business.”

"knew..."

The guy in front of me gave a muffled reply, and then pressed down harder on my abdomen with his foot, making the pressure on my abdomen even more intense.

As for the other side? It seems they could still continue their discussion without the burly man in front of me. I was trying to gather information from their conversation, but now my attention was more focused on the guy in front of me.

To be honest, I strongly discourage this gentleman from abusing a young woman in her late teens, as her body would not be able to handle it.

"Listen, whatever I say next, you answer by nodding or shaking your head."

I started to find this guy rather amusing, so I decided to tease him a bit before sending him on his way.

I nodded obediently. Seeing how cooperative I was, he probably thought I was afraid of being beaten.

Are you still a virgin?

I want to laugh, but I can't.

I shook my head, but what does it really matter to him? In 30 seconds at most, he would collapse to the ground, unable to control his body, because he couldn't control his desires.

Seeing me shake my head, he seemed a little annoyed, and then slapped me hard across the face.

Snapped!

The slap was loud, and my face hurt a lot.

"Tsk tsk tsk, looks so innocent and is still a high school student, lost her virginity, did she go to a brothel?"

His voice, compared to its previous fierceness, now carried a hint of lewdness.

I nodded in acknowledgment.

Snapped!

Another slap, loud and painful.

What a rip-off! I'm totally ripped off! If I wasn't worried about the gatekeeper escaping or the sniper firing, I would have killed you already. I'll make sure you're never left without a slap in the face.

"Since everyone else has done it, it has nothing to do with me doing it."

I hesitated for a moment, and the next moment, I felt my foot loosen its grip on my abdomen, and then the sound of wind breaking came again.

Bang!

Boom!

He was kicked hard in the stomach again, and his body tried to lean forward to vomit something, but he couldn't because he was tied to the chair.

This time, instead of stepping on my abdomen, he put his feet on the chair and tried to bring his legs together, but he couldn't because his ankles and calves were tied to the chair legs.

I knew my hesitation displeased him, so I nodded frantically, at least on the surface, yes.

"Hehe, that's more like it."

After he finished speaking, I felt his breathing become heavier. In the dim light, I could vaguely see his hand reaching towards my chest, preparing to tear off my clothes.

Desire, sometimes, is the most deadly weapon.

There are two poison needles hidden in my clothes, both in the chest area. Normally, wearing clothes will not trigger these two poison needles, but if someone tries to forcibly tear my clothes, the poison needles will pop out.

Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Although the two poison needles have the same effect, they have two almost opposite effects. The first is a paralyzing poison, and the second is an amplification of pain. As for why use a pain-amplifying poison? Is it a lady's little hobby?

Just as I was thinking of breaking free of the ropes and starting to work, a sudden accident made me very unhappy.

PUI!

It was a very faint sound, but I could tell it was the sound of a sniper rifle, and it even had a silencer. I could even tell what kind of gun it was.

The AUO45-Sky Strike is equipped with seven rounds of spread ammunition and 35 rounds of rapid-fire ammunition. It can be switched to a submachine gun. It's a good gun, but this idiot equipped it with a suppressor. At most, three shots will melt the suppressor of that idiot.

Boom!

The next moment, a sound like striking a bell echoed in the container. This was the effect of a spread bomb. A spread bomb creates a shockwave the instant it hits an object, destroying the target's body.

But none of that matters. What matters is...

If a normal 16-year-old girl were in this situation, she would definitely feel a mixture of fear and joy. Fear because someone died in front of her, and joy because someone came to save her.

But I'm different; all I want now is to bury that sniper alive.

Did all those beatings I took go to waste?

Chapter Two: Honda the Serpent Calamity

Honda, Honda Hebi is my name. I used to be a person without superpowers, but now, because I participated in some crap game, I have gained some superpowers.

So what am I going to do now? I'm going to take revenge. Ichiryu Hai from the Ichiryu Group wants to leave this game and wants to use inheritance to leave. Simply put, inheritance is a ritual that transfers one's player identity to another person.

The person who held this ceremony, Yi Liuhai, is my enemy. He killed my good friend in a shitty game, and now he dares to hold an inheritance ceremony to leave! I really can't stand this person leaving this shitty game like this.

I wanted to see him despair, I wanted to see him cry and be killed by this game, but I couldn't stop the ritual, so I had no choice but to kill him.

I am currently in a port, which is very quiet. This is partly because the port workers have all gone home at night, but the main reason is that the Ichiyanagi Group has used the player space.

Among the densely packed shipping containers, one stood out with a faint light. That container had a single door, and inside was Yi Liu Hai.

Although I wanted to kill Ichiryu Hai right now to avenge my friend, unfortunately, I couldn't see Ichiryu Hai in my sniper scope. Apart from a member of the Ichiryu group guarding the gate, I also saw a man beating a silver-haired girl who was tied to a chair.

To be honest, I'm a bit soft-hearted. I felt bad seeing the girl being abused like this. She was very slender, and I was afraid that if she continued to be beaten by that man, her body wouldn't be able to take it.

The girl must have been around sixteen years old, even if she looked a little younger, because she was wearing the same school uniform as my daughter, and this girl gave me a rather strange feeling.

He exudes nobility, confidence, and arrogance, much like someone in power.

This must be an illusion, after all, the girl tied to the chair in front of me looked so pitiful and helpless.

I aimed my sniper rifle at the silver-haired girl's head, and I wanted to pull the trigger, but I hesitated.

This girl will definitely be dragged into this shitty game. Rather than letting her die in despair after entering that shitty game, I'd rather give her a quick death now. At least, that's what I was thinking just now.

But now I've changed my mind. I'm a soft-hearted person, at least that's how I feel. Even if this girl dies, I shouldn't be the one to kill her. The only people I need to kill are Ichiryu Hai and the group of people around him.

Without hesitation, I locked onto the man through the scope who was about to tear off the girl's clothes and fired.

PUI!

The gunshot wasn't that loud because my sniper rifle had a silencer, but the powerful recoil still pushed me back a few centimeters.

The spinning, dark blue bullet blasted the man's head without any obstruction. The excess shockwave from the spread bullet struck the container, followed by a sound like a tolling bell.

The tall, thin man guarding the gate was clearly taken aback, and before he could react, I aimed my sniper rifle at his head again.

PUI!

The gunshot was slightly louder than before, and I sensed something was wrong. After confirming that I had blown the gatekeeper's head off with a single shot, I glanced at the muzzle of the sniper rifle. What I saw shocked me: the suppressor mounted on the muzzle of the AUO45-Sky Strike was glowing red-hot and showed signs of melting. I was so startled that I immediately used the wrench at hand to remove the suppressor.

I originally used this wrench to dismantle the glider, but judging from how it's stuck to the silencer now, it's probably unusable. Giving up on the beyond-recovery wrench, I aimed my scope at the container again.

To my surprise, the girl who was tied to the chair had disappeared at some point, but the chair was still there, and the rope was scattered on the chair.

"Oh well, I can't worry about that now."

After saying this to myself, I grabbed the glider with one hand and jumped off the ten-story building.

The glider in his left hand emitted a "humming" sound of its motor running, while the AUO45-Sky Strike in his right hand emitted the sound of mechanical gears turning. Before long, the AUO45-Sky Strike transformed into a submachine gun.

After gliding for about 20 seconds, I finally arrived at the door of the container. At this point, the only light inside the container had gone out.

Feeling anxious, I didn't know if Yi Liuhai's inheritance and separation were complete, or if Yi Liuhai would be teleported away after the separation. So I rushed into the container without even throwing a flashbang.

"Yi Liu Hai! Don't move!"

Just as I was about to start firing, I suddenly froze.

Moonlight streamed into the container through an open door, allowing me to see what was inside.

Inside the container were five men lying haphazardly, including the man whose head I had smashed. The only one standing in the center of the container was the silver-haired girl who had just been tied to a chair.

The girl turned her head toward me, and at that moment I even felt that the moonlight was brighter.

The girl had long, flowing silver hair that reached her waist, a face as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll, skin that appeared even whiter under the moonlight, slightly moist pink lips, a small, delicate nose, and silvery-white eyebrows and eyelashes. But what was most striking about her were her icy blue eyes.

Her blue eyes glanced briefly at me, who was standing there dumbfounded, before closing them. With her eyes closed, she gave me a smile and then performed a very standard skirt-lifting curtsy. However, because the girl's black school uniform was a short skirt, she didn't lift the skirt very high; it was just a perfunctory gesture.

"Sir, hello. First of all, I want to thank you for your help. Secondly, I want to apologize for having to face you in this disheveled state."

The girl's movements and words were very elegant, carrying a maturity beyond her years. My first impression of her was... that of an aristocrat. So, that's what I asked her.

Are you a nobleman?

“Yes, sir, I am Thea von Netanslove, the eldest daughter of the Netanslove family.”

“Netanslovi? Sorry, I’ve never heard of that family.”

"It's alright, it's not your fault, sir. My family has always been quite low-key, as you can tell from my school uniform."

"Is it Xunchan Public High School?"

As I mentioned before, my daughter and she go to the same high school, so it's only natural that I can recognize her uniform.

"Well, it seems you're quite familiar with this high school. Is your child attending this high school as well?"

Is she there? Are you trying to trick me into revealing information?

I had this idea vaguely, so I refused to answer her question.

"Tch, that's none of your business. On the contrary, as a girl, aren't you scared at all about experiencing something like this? And why don't you open your eyes?"

The girl named Thea touched her lips with her slender index finger, her eyes still closed.

"You just dodged one of my questions. As businessmen, we value fair trade. So, I'll also dodge one of your questions. Which question would you like me to answer?"

"Is your family in business?"

"Sir, this is another problem."

"Tsk, what a shrewd businessman."