They don't actually think I like them, do they?

After arriving at the rooftop, Mangzi stopped.

She threw Xiaoya next to a cement pillar, and Xiaoya sat down on the ground with a "thud," less than half a meter away from the edge of the rooftop.

As soon as she sat down, Xiaoya couldn't help but scream.

"Sister! I'll give you anything you want! Please don't kill me! Please, please let me go, what have I done to deserve this..."

Mangzi punched a cement pillar, interrupting Xiaoya.

What is 1000 minus 3?

098. Those who commit many unrighteous acts will surely perish.

"Eh... eh?"

Xiaoya didn't understand why the blonde girl was asking that question.

Her mind was completely blank at that moment; she had no energy left to do any math problems!

"Sister, I don't want to die. What did I do to offend you? Please tell me..."

"boom!"

Mangzi slammed his fist into the stone pillar again.

The entire stone pillar trembled violently, and a large amount of lime fell to the ground.

That punch almost stopped Xiaoya's heart.

When Mangzi retracted his fist, several clear cracks were left on the stone pillar.

Xiaoya was completely terrified, her empty eyes staring blankly at Mangzi.

"I'm asking you, what is 1000 minus 3?" Mangzi repeated.

"Equal to..."

Xiaoya stammered.

"what!!!"

Before she could finish thinking, Mangzi grabbed Xiaoya, carried her to the edge of the rooftop, and suspended her over the abyss.

If Mangzi lets go, she will fall from here and be smashed into a pile of minced meat.

"Don't rush, stay calm."

Mangzi said with a smile,

"If you're slow to answer, I'll throw you down."

Such terrifying words were spoken in such a relaxed tone.

The cold wind blowing on Xiaoya's face made her a little more awake.

The angelic smile on the girl's beautiful face almost made her lose control of her bladder.

This is pure evil, pure evil!!

She struggled to control her breathing, forcing herself not to look down, and choked out,

"9..997".

What is 997 minus 3?

"994." Xiaoya's tears kept flowing as she cooperated.

She didn't understand the point of playing such arithmetic games. But at that moment, the cold wind blowing from high above and the feeling of her feet leaving the ground tormented her, making her feel like she was dying, and she couldn't think about these questions.

But now, her survival instinct and inner fear compel her to answer Mangzi's questions again and again.

What about 994 minus 3?

"991."

What about 991 minus 333?

Xiaoya stared wide-eyed at Mangzi, her face showing an expression that looked like she was about to cry.

Mang Zi smiled sweetly.

"Did I let go?"

"No, no, no!! Let me think about it again!!"

Xiaoya screamed at the top of her lungs, and even in the dim moonlight, her face was deathly pale.

Mangzi sneered and threw Xiaoya back to the ground.

Before Xiaoya could even breathe a sigh of relief, Mangzi stepped on her lower abdomen and looked down at her.

Do you know what you've done?

"I......"

Hearing this, Xiaoya hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

If I say I don't know, will I be seen as unrepentant and continue to be abused?

Actually, Xiaoya could guess some of it.

Since being exposed, Xiaoya has suffered so much malice in her life, including private messages threatening to beat her up.

But Xiaoya never took it seriously. She thought those people were just joking and that no one would actually do anything.

Could this blonde girl in front of me be here to stand up for justice?

It doesn't make sense. What Xiaoya saw in her eyes was clearly a deep-seated hatred! This wasn't just a simple act of chivalry; it was as if she had killed her family!

"It seems you already know," Mangzi said calmly.

“It ruined my pool date.”

"When did I ruin your pool date?!" Xiaoya screamed in despair. "I don't even know you, sister!!"

"No need to know each other, it was you who did it."

"I think there's a misunderstanding here!"

"Did you break up with Xu Hui?"

"Yes."

"Then I didn't come to the wrong person."

"??????" Xiaoya was in despair.

At this moment, Xiaoya felt like the most wronged person in the world. She couldn't understand how she had offended this devil in the first place by simply breaking up with her boyfriend!

Imagine this: on an ordinary Friday after class, you're carrying your backpack, wearing headphones, and singing a song, when suddenly you're kidnapped by a female driver! She takes you here and repeatedly abuses you!

“Those who commit many unrighteous acts will surely perish,” Mangzi said.

If you've done so many bad things and hurt so many people, don't be surprised if trouble suddenly comes knocking one day. Sometimes you might be seven parts unlucky, but three parts are definitely the retribution you deserve.

Mangzi pinched Xiaoya's face, studied her for a while, and then sighed.

"Forget it, you've already done it. Now that things have come to this, no matter what I ask you to do, it won't make up for it."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Xiaoya's eyes.

"So, I'll just kill you to vent my anger."

After saying that, Mangzi shoved Xiaoya's face away and then, right in front of her, began to take something out from under her skirt.

Xiaoya stared wide-eyed, tears welling in her eyes, as Mangzi pulled out a butcher's knife, a rope, and a chainsaw one by one from under her skirt...

As Mangzi selected the knife, he carefully compared Xiaoya's body shape with his fingers to choose the appropriate dismemberment knife.

After selecting the cutting tools, Mangzi continued to pull out a series of tools from under her skirt to destroy evidence: sulfuric acid, a shovel, black plastic bags...

When Xiaoya saw Mangzi pull a pitch-black coffin out from under her skirt, she could no longer hold back.

"Hahaha, dreaming, yes, I must be dreaming!!"

Xiaoya clutched her head in despair; everything that happened tonight felt like a nightmare.

The girl's tears kept flowing, covering her face, and her messy hair obscured her face.

Xiaoya stood up and ran outside like a madwoman.

Mangzi remained calm and glanced at her indifferently. He casually pulled out a hoe and threw it at Xiaoya.

The hoe spun a few times in the air, and landed squarely on Xiaoya's calf.

With a thud, Xiaoya fell to the ground.

Mangzi smiled slightly, flicked his golden sideburns, and walked towards Xiaoya with light steps.

The girl walked and danced, humming a lighthearted tune:

"The rain is still pouring down, aren't you scared?"

As the demon's whispers drew ever closer.

When Mangzi walked up to Xiaoya, Xiaoya struggled to support herself on the ground and slowly raised her head.

When Xiaoya fell, she cut her forehead, and it's still bleeding red blood.

"I'm...I'm sorry..."

Xiaoya's eyes, already red from crying, were now filled with despair. She knew that this time, there was no way she could escape.

She only hated herself for not listening to advice. Her roommates had advised her, and her ex-boyfriend had advised her!

All along, she has only cared about using everyone around her to make up for the lack of love in her heart since childhood, and comfortably enjoying the benefits brought by other people's admiration.

Little did she know that while she was enjoying being filled with the love of one person after another, she was actually destroying the love of many others. This was the same as how she treated her father in her childhood.

Without realizing it, Xiaoya had become the person she hated most.

If death exists, it's probably like this woman. Her sudden appearance, without any apparent reason, creates a suffocating sense of oppression.

This demon was sent by heaven to take him away.

"I'm sorry..." Xiaoya bit her lip, her mouth full of blood, and sobbed.

At that moment, she thought of many people: her father, her mother, her classmate who confessed to her in high school, her simple and honest ex, and... Xu Hui.

Bye now.

Xiaoya closed her eyes, welcoming her death.

"Hey."

Mangzi smashed a cell phone in her face.

Xiaoya opened her eyes; it was her own phone.

"Go on Weibo and write a short essay to criticize yourself."

Mangzi frowned, looked at Xiaoya, and said in an extremely reluctant tone,

"You're right to insult me, I'll let you go."

099. Another invitation

Xiaoya stared blankly at Mangzi, seemingly in disbelief or hesitant.

"Ok?"

Mangzi frowned and picked up the shovel in his hand.

"I'll write! I'll write!!"

Xiaoya quickly picked up her phone from the ground, knelt down, and began to skillfully type on the keyboard.

For a girl like her, writing short essays is something she's very skilled at.

Watching Xiaoya's busy figure in the night, Mangzi leaned against the stone pillar and sighed.

In truth, she never intended to kill Xiaoya. Mangzi enjoyed fighting, but she was by no means bloodthirsty. She simply wanted to punish this despicable woman who had ruined her plans.