Chapter 36: The Thrill of Murder

  I slowly raised my head and walked towards the remaining two people. At this time, another bodyguard knew he wasn't my opponent, pulled out a gun from his body, pointed at me and said: "Don't move, or I'll shoot." I didn't speak, just coldly stared at him. One step, two steps... A gunshot rang out. "Ah"...... The woman behind me let out a shrill cry. Following her cry, I drew a circle with my finger in front of me, and a pale blue light screen appeared in front of me. The bullet hit the light screen and rapidly rotated, not stopping. Slowly, the bullet stopped rotating, suspended in mid-air.

  Witnessing this bizarre scene. The bodyguard's hand holding the gun was trembling non-stop, his mouth helplessly saying: Don't come over, you don't want to come over. My eyes narrowed slightly, the killing intent on my body grew stronger. I stretched out my finger and lightly touched the bullet head, that bullet head instantly flew back, with a "poof" sound, hitting him right between the eyebrows, his body thudding to the ground. Some people say that the first time you kill someone, your body will feel uncomfortable, you'll vomit. But I looked at his eyes filled with unwillingness, the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. My heart was full of excitement, and I actually felt a cool-blooded thrill.

  That despicable man looked at all of this, his body constantly trembling, looking at me with eyes full of fear. I looked at his fearful eyes, pursed my lips, and smiled slightly. When he saw my smile, it was as if he had seen the devil. With a thud, he knelt down, shouting non-stop: Don't kill me, please don't kill me. What do you want, I'll give it to you, I have money, lots and lots of money, how much do you want, I'll give it to you, just please don't kill me. Looking at him, I felt a thrill in my heart, I really like this feeling of having control over someone's life and death. No wonder everyone likes money, everyone likes power. With money, you can buy power, and with power, you can control others' lives and deaths, these are the rules of society, even if you oppose them, you can't change them.

  I walked up to him, squatted down, stretched out my hand and gently stroked his face. My hand slowly stroked from his face to his neck. I said calmly: Do you know? What I hate most is rape, because the woman closest to me was raped and murdered, so you must die today. After finishing speaking, my hand exerted force, and with a crackling sound, I pinched off his neck, his head tilted to one side, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

  I stood up and walked to the car, finding a pair of high-heeled shoes for women from the open car door. I picked them up and walked back. When I reached the bodyguard who was knocked unconscious by me, I materialized a pale blue long knife with energy in my hand, and lightly swung it across his throat. The knife then disappeared. I came to the woman's side, she was staring at me with a shocked face. I looked at her, handed her the shoes and said: "Miss, you can go now, hope you won't come out alone at night again, dressed like this." After saying that, I took a glance at her from head to toe, her small vest had one of its straps torn off, revealing a snow-white breast. Her short skirt was also torn open with a slit, revealing the black underwear inside.

  Due to the panic and fear earlier, she hadn't noticed how seductive her current appearance was. Seeing me sizing her up from head to toe, she looked down at herself with suspicion. Suddenly, she let out a sharp cry of "ah", her face flushing bright red. One hand covered her chest, while the other pulled down on her short skirt.

  I looked at her, and her eyes were full of smiles. She saw me smiling and pouted, saying: "What are you looking at, little pervert?" Although I didn't know how old she really was, but judging from her appearance, she should be around 27 or 28 years old. The way she spoke was just like a girl coquettishly teasing her boyfriend.