Zhou Hao had lost all desire to tighten screws. When he crawled out from under the car, his hands and face were covered in black oil. He took off his gloves, threw them on the ground, and rode his bike home.
Upon arriving home, he heard a jarring sound as he entered. He initially thought he was mistaken, until he pushed open the bedroom door and saw a pair of illicit lovers engaged in lewd acts on his bed.
Zhou Hao's eyes immediately turned red. He cursed and, turning, dashed to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and rushed back to attack them.
Fang Fang was greatly frightened, but her lover was not. Not only was he unafraid, he went and closed the bedroom door.
"I'll kill you, you bastard!" Zhou Hao lunged at the man with the cleaver.
The man dodged, clearly possessing martial skills. Zhou Hao's swing missed, and the man, with a counter-attack, took him down, pinning him to the ground. He snatched the cleaver and used its blunt side to smash Zhou Hao's head.
Zhou Hao was left dizzy and disoriented by the blows.
Fang Fang, scared, ran over and asked, "What are you doing?"
"He doesn't agree to sell the house, does he? If he dies, you'll be the sole inheritor of this property. Then selling the house will be easy," a murderous glint flashed in the man's eyes.
Fang Fang had not considered murder, but she quickly came around. She realized the man was right. It was already difficult to persuade Zhou Hao to agree to sell the house, and now that he had caught her with another man, he would surely kill her. How could he possibly agree to sell the house now?
Might as well go all the way. Kill him, and then she could sell the house.
"You're right. Let's do it," a fierce, mad glint appeared in Fang Fang's eyes.
Zhou Hao, already feeling dizzy, heard these words and finally understood what kind of woman he had found. This woman was not human; she was more wicked than the devil!
He wanted to resist, but he was utterly incapable. He couldn't even make a sound.
He saw the man behind him raise the cleaver in the mirror. He immediately closed his eyes, never imagining his pathetic life would end so miserably.
Before dying, his thoughts weren't of anything else, but of the first time he met Yun Buji, and the times they rummaged through trash cans together for food.
If only he could, he truly wished he could apologize to Yun Buji before he died.
Just as he thought he was certainly going to die, the pressure on him suddenly vanished. Then he heard screams, shrieks, and the sound of fists hitting flesh.
Someone helped him up. Zhou Hao looked up in a daze and saw "Da Xiaojie" helping him to his feet.
On the other side, Yun Buji and Li Xiang were relentlessly beating the man who had tried to kill Zhou Hao.
The two of them felt like killing him for daring to attempt murder so brazenly.
Fang Fang, standing nearby, shrieked in terror. She wanted to intervene but knew she was no match for them. Her first instinct was to run.
Her plan to kill Zhou Hao had been exposed. If she didn't run, she'd likely go to prison.
The man who had just tried to kill had been beaten black and blue and tied up. Fang Fang was also kicked by Li Xiang, who still felt furious.
Fang Fang fell to the ground and, seeing the situation, immediately put on a pitiful act, begging Zhou Hao, "Zhou Hao, I'm carrying your child."
"Carrying my ass! There's no seed in your belly! Zhou Hao, this slut isn't pregnant at all. She's been lying to you all along," Li Xiang roared, afraid Zhou Hao would believe the woman again.