Volume 1, Chapter 19: Inhuman

I couldn’t turn back…

Every time I saw Jing, I thought of Yuzhu.

Thinking of Yuzhu threw my heart into utter chaos.

I clearly liked Yuzhu!

But why did Jing make me feel so happy? So comfortable? So... valued?

I couldn’t understand it, gritted my teeth, shook my head, and tried to cast away those troublesome thoughts.

First, I had to deal with Ma Fei!

Steeling myself, I entered the village along the narrow path, surrounded by old houses.

The village was built along a murky little river.

There was no night market, no factories, so at this hour, the village was silent and deserted.

I crossed the small bridge at the village entrance and followed the river inward.

Until, from afar, I spotted the old house with a large courtyard that Jing had described.

A two-story blackened old building.

I slowed my pace and took cover beneath the eaves of the neighboring houses.

What I needed to settle was Ma Fei’s attack on my brother and Kang Youwei—not to seek revenge on Ma Fei.

So, before understanding why Ma Fei had struck my brother and Kang Youwei, there was no need to provoke any conflict.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I neared Ma Fei’s courtyard, a fierce barking erupted from within! Shattering the stillness of the long night!

It was a massive wolfdog, chained inside the courtyard, baring its teeth and howling at me!

I quickly slipped into a dark alley beside the house.

When the barking finally ceased, I cautiously peeked out and saw a man emerging from the old house, calling to the dog and glancing around nervously.

That meant I couldn’t just walk straight into the courtyard...

I lowered my head and pressed deeper into the dark alley.

On the other side was the back of the entire village.

I circled around to the rear of Ma Fei’s courtyard house.

Behind it, the little river ran, and between was a stinking, rotten field.

Covering my nose, I took a quick look and locked my gaze on the drainage pipe fixed to the back wall of the house.

The pipe was about the size of a bowl rim, extending down from the second floor, flanked by windows on the first and second floors.

Enduring the stench of the rotten field, I crouched and crept over, only to find that the window beside the pipe on the first floor was still curtained.

I pulled aside the curtain and looked inside.

Inside was a back room on the first floor of the old house.

The door was firmly locked, and the dim space was filled with rectangular machines.

Though unclear, I didn’t need to guess—they were certainly slot machines!

I hadn’t made a mistake; this old house was Ma Fei’s den!

Having confirmed this, I began climbing up the drainage pipe.

The nails securing the pipe were sturdy, and I managed to climb to the second floor.

As soon as I reached the second floor, I heard a man shouting from the window to my left.

“Damn! You little slut!”

I leaned closer and saw a small room through the window on the left side of the second floor.

There was no light inside, only two shadowy figures moving about...

“Come on! Don’t act like a dead fish! Speak up! Enjoying it?”

“Yes! Brother Fei, you’re so fierce!”

“Damn bitch! Tomorrow I’m going to chop up your husband! He’s a useless man anyway! How’s that?”

“Mm! Go ahead, Brother Fei! Kill him! I’ll be yours forever! You’re so fierce, Brother Fei!”

Hearing the repeated “Brother Fei,” I was certain that the man was Ma Fei.

I remained absolutely silent and kept listening.

But after a while, besides Ma Fei and that woman’s lewd words, I heard no useful information.

At that moment, another shadow suddenly appeared at a window on the right side of the drainage pipe!

Instinctively, I tightened the steel pipe hidden in my sleeve and held my breath, remaining perfectly still.

Fortunately, the person who leaned out didn’t look my way.

He exhaled smoke, flicked away the cigarette butt, and withdrew back inside.

Realizing there might be something going on in the room behind that right window, I ignored Ma Fei’s room on the left and crept closer to the right window.

Inside was a larger, dimly lit room.

By the window nearest me was a table, surrounded by many plastic stools.

Seven or eight men sat cross-legged on the stools, smoking.

Only one slightly overweight man at the wooden table covered his nose and mouth, fanning himself as if he couldn’t stand the smell of smoke.

The others ignored him, and one even blew smoke at him with a hint of provocation.

The overweight man let out a dry laugh, and suddenly his voice struck me as familiar! But the room was too dark for me to see his face clearly.

Just then, there was a loud bang as a wooden door on the left wall was kicked open.

A man, pulling up his pants and cursing, came out—this had to be Ma Fei, the one who was in the left room with the woman earlier!

The man closest to Ma Fei immediately stood, saying, “Brother Fei’s spirit is high,” and lit a cigarette for him.

By the flicker of the lighter, I saw Ma Fei was about thirty, his left eyeball horrifyingly white with a scar across the eyelid—seemingly blinded by a blade.

Ma Fei inhaled deeply, chuckled lewdly, then beckoned to the others smoking in the room.

The seven or eight men all discarded their cigarettes and swarmed into the left room Ma Fei had kicked open.

Soon, the woman’s screams echoed from inside.

“Ah! Brother Fei! Brother Fei!! Brother Fei, look at them...”

“Shut up! If you want to be my woman, enjoying the good life, you’ve got to learn to reward my brothers, you slut!” Ma Fei cursed, kicking the door shut.

Then, from the window on my left came the creaking sound of a bed shaking...

I frowned—not out of pity for the woman.

She had just agreed to let Ma Fei go after her husband, so she didn’t deserve any sympathy.

I only felt astonished at how utterly heartless Ma Fei was...

No wonder he had gone straight for my brother and Kang Youwei’s joints with such brutality...

This was going to be a thorny matter.

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