Revenge After Death



Joel looked back at Xandra in shock. "Kid, did you just call me 'old man'? I'm not that old!"

Meanwhile, Eason relied on his genius instinct to guide the man toward the stairs. He kicked him down and sprinted back to the elevator to catch his breath.

"Again, just call me Joel." Joel couldn't stop thinking about Xandra calling him "old man" even after the elevator doors closed.

Xandra looked at Joel and said, "But you're clearly older than my dad."

Joel was stunned and fell silent. Eason looked at Joel and asked, "Who's as old as her dad?"

"Don't ask so many questions," Joel retorted.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Eason patted his chest in fear. "Let's go back to our room quickly."

The elevator stopped at the top floor. After getting out cautiously, we found a rich man being stabbed to death in the corridor. It seemed like someone from a lower floor came up to kill him and took his room card.

"Shh." I made a silent gesture and walked slowly toward the room.

The door creaked open, and a group of gangsters emerged. It was clear that they didn't belong on this floor among the wealthy. These murderers had stolen the room cards of affluent individuals. I was shocked and locked eyes with them.

"Come out. There's work to be done." The man shouted toward the room. About five or six young gangsters came out from the other room. They all had tattoos, and some were adjusting and wearing their pants.

"Help..." a woman cried out in the room.

The rich man was obviously killed, and his partner was harassed by these people. This was human nature. "Wow, this woman is gorgeous!" A bold hand eagerly reached out, yearning to caress my face. "There's a young girl here, underage..." The man holding up his pants behind him smiled maliciously at

Yara.

The gangsters showed no mercy, not even to the children. What they displayed was not human behavior but that of beasts. Yara cowered behind Eason and Joel, consumed by fear. I shielded the two children and cast a wary gaze upon the gangsters.

"As usual, kill the men but spare the women and secure their room keys." The leader ran his fingers through his hair, drew a knife, and plunged it into Steven and the others.

One of them tried to force me into the room. Without hesitation, I boldly stepped inside and firmly shut the door with my foot. Killing people in front of children was inappropriate.

In that room, a man was bullying the woman. Along with the man who forcibly pulled me inside, there were two men in total.

The man smiled menacingly as he approached, grabbing hold of my hair. "Here comes another one of excellent quality."

I was pulled over and thrown onto the bed. The tortured and dying woman cried and shook her head at me, her eyes filled with compassion. It was clear that she was in despair. I remained still without resisting or moving.

By the time he took off his pants, my knife was already between his legs. "If you can't take care of your manhood, then I'll ensure it receives the care it needs."

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain. His body twitched as blood instantly covered the area between his legs.

However, compared to the woman's injury on the bed, his injury seemed minor.

The woman lying on the bed gazed at me in shock. She was tortured and drenched in blood, unable to move. Meanwhile, the man atop her appeared equally stunned, consumed by a murderous rage directed toward me.

Acting swiftly, the woman lifted her legs to ensnare the man, fighting with all her might to keep him from attacking me.

The man raised his hand to hit the woman, but before he could strike, my knife had already pierced his shoulder. "There are major arteries here. If you pull out the knife or move, you'll bleed to death.

"I advise that if you want to survive, take your emasculated friend and head to the medical capsule immediately. If you delay, all of you will be dead."