Chapter 29: Decision

  Although there were lingering doubts, people kept coming to see Shao Qi and asked him why he suddenly changed like this, why he suddenly confessed to the crime, and also advised him that it was not too late to deny being the murderer before going to court.

  But he just silently nodded in response.

  He would rather die than be a mouse in the hunter's hand!

  I would rather die than be a prisoner of the past, burying my dreams and future, than to continue being tormented by the conservative soul that makes life not worth living.

  "Someone wants to see you!" Another cold mechanical notice.

  He cooperated and stepped out of the small cell, following the crowd into a closed room, standing stupidly at the door, watching as the person who brought him over locked the door.

  "I heard you actually admitted to killing someone!" In the room, there was a large square wooden table. The person sat at one end of it, and his cool voice came from that direction.

  Shao Qi didn't look at him, but instead stared blankly at the handcuffs on his own hands and said faintly: "This should also be the ending you hoped for!"

  "Come over!"

  His voice was no longer as seductive and evil as it used to be, but instead carried an inexplicable chill, somewhat like ice and fire that penetrated deep into one's soul.

  Shao Qi still refused to look at him, stubbornly standing in place, unmoved.

  Suddenly, a tremendous force floated over from the air, his body was pulled uncontrollably and drifted away. The man's elbow pressed against his neck, making his back stick tightly to the table.

  The shoulder under his palm suddenly transmitted a sharp pain, as if millions of ants were biting, and the whole bone was about to shatter.

  Sha Qi's eyebrows furrowed in pain, pinned under the table, he tried to struggle but found it futile. He coldly smiled and raised his eyes to look at Sha Hua's sharp jawline, taunting: "You're angry?"

  Stroking his face, which still bore scars, the tips of his fingers had calluses from years of controlling firearms, a unique coarseness.

  His eyes were deep and seemed like a pool of profound and quiet lake water.

  It was unclear whether it was due to the lingering pain or dislike of this frivolous posture, but Shaoyi, who was being pressed down, gently turned his head to the side.

  That man suddenly grasped his chin with force, and the slightly rough ball of his thumb pressed heavily on the broken corner of his mouth.

  "Shh..." Xiaoyu winced and took a light breath, furrowing his brow as he looked at him. He deliberately cursed loudly, "Are you freaking perverted or what?"

  When he heard this, he smiled and quietly looked at him.

  "You're right, I'm a pervert!" The soft voice that stuck to his ear was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, with a deadly tenderness and magnetism, and the deep eyes seemed to suck people's souls in.

  "I once said: You are mine! Now, I give you two choices!"

  A pair of deep eyes, with three parts evil spirit, three parts ferocity, and four parts unfathomable depth.

  "Either you come with me quietly, or you continue to admit your guilt!"

  Shao Qi felt a chill in her heart.

  He naturally knew the cost of these two options.

  It's as if he had suddenly fallen ill, and with a weak voice, he asked him: "You... I just don't understand, in this vast world, with so many people to choose from, why did it have to be me?"

  "Shaohua's lips moved slightly: 'Do you think you have the right to ask why?' The cold voice carried a hint of mockery and sarcasm."

  "... " with some cherry-colored lips lightly approaching him, Shao Qi's eyes widened.

  His chin was pinched by someone and he struggled to break free, at that moment, a warm and soft feeling spread from his lips, he felt as if he had been kissed by a snake, and a wave of acid surged up in his stomach like a tsunami.

  Awesome!

  Shao Qi is so angry! When she was young, she didn't understand things and was taken advantage of by him. Now that she's wiser, how can she tolerate his shameless and frivolous behavior?

  It was as if the only free leg kicked fiercely, almost with all its might.

  Almost imperceptibly, Shao Hua seemed not to have even blinked, one leg had already lightly resolved Shao Qi's attack and pressed down on him with a deadly force.

  His tone was slightly harsh: "It seems you've never realized your own status", and with that, his iron-like fingers carelessly tore off the clothes on his body.

  "You're not satisfied with me, just kill me directly, why do you need to be like this!" Almost at the end of his rope, Shao Qi struggled and hoarsely roared.

  Shao Hua also ignored him, forcibly stripping off his upper garment and was about to head towards his waist.

  "Halt!" As if in an icy cellar, his limbs were numb with fear!

  Shao Qi stared at him stiffly, her tone also stiff: "If you dare to continue, I'll bite my tongue and die immediately!"

  Shao Hua suddenly smiled again, but his hand still loosened slightly and no longer pressed against him.

  Watching the young man regain his normal posture from a backward leaning position, he immediately ran to the door with a tense expression.

  He sneered and said: "Kill yourself by biting your tongue? Do you really think you're a woman, or are you just like those little girls who watch too many ancient costume TV dramas?"

  Shao Qi didn't listen and was putting his clothes back on from the elbow area, planning to knock on the door at that time.

  That sound made him stop in his tracks.

  "It doesn't matter if you leave, you have many friends, right? Oh, I don't mind playing with those people." The tone seems to be muttering to oneself, with a hint of inexplicability.

  The tone suddenly shifted, and everything became a bit too bright.

  "Oh, by the way, your mom's experience back then wasn't bad!"

  "Either NP or SM is fine. What's important is that the blood should be plentiful and the color should be vibrant, you know? It can even be used to paint a picture. To keep the color fresh, it needs to be replenished with blood periodically..."

  "You're really a freak, I want to kill you!" As he spoke, Shao Qi's fists flew over fiercely.

  Even when he was in his best state, Shao Qi would never have been able to get close to him without being allowed to do so, let alone now that he was handcuffed.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Shao Hua simply pulled on the silver chain and he was lifted up like a small bird in his hand.

  The hunter generally controlled the situation, and he gently patted the prey's face. Shao Hua's voice was somewhat low: "Don't challenge my patience!"

  Like a furious little beast, he bared his teeth fiercely, "I absolutely won't let you harm the people around me..."

  "Are you threatening me?" The man's eyes were extremely sharp, not caring about the boy's already battered face. A furious slap mixed with the sound of the wind, heavily slapped over.

  Looking at the boy's painful forehead and bulging veins, as well as the mouth corner that cracked open again and continued to ooze blood, Shao Hua said coldly: "You don't have what it takes, at least not now!" After finishing speaking, he bit onto his beautifully lined neck...