Chapter 32

32. The Sage Commits MurderTaking a taxi directly home would be too expensive, so Wen Han took the bus after walking two streets.

Four years of being a mother had taught her how to manage household expenses wisely, making her realize how difficult it was to raise a child.

“The old pervert gave birth to a young pervert, huh! Truly a chip off the old block.”

On the bus, reports of the latest murder case were being broadcast.

Wen Han couldn’t help but sneer as she thought about the scene earlier.

She had always believed in the inherent evil of human nature. People are merely animals who become human through morality and rules.

But once someone loses their morality, they can no longer be called human. And when the底线are gradually eroded, those moral and restrictive bounds become strong stimuli, driving them to have an even greater desire to destroy and challenge.

Earlier, from Lin Wu Ju’s information, Wen Han learned that Qin Dafu was precisely one of those people who had gradually lost their moral baseline. When the wealth in his hands made it easy to obtain what he wanted, the forbidden and hard-to-get things would make him more impulsive and give him more ideas.

Ordinary women were already commonplace for him. So, when she, as the bewitching witch and the girlfriend of Qin Long, “teased” him, how could this old man who frequently indulged in debauchery hold back?

“Snicker… snicker…”

This sensation also brought immense amusement to Wen Han as the witch.

Over the four years, her threshold had grown increasingly higher. Playing with the feelings of ordinary men had lost much of its meaning.

Only the submission of a man like Su Zeheng or making the Qin father and son fight over her could draw her interest.

“Oh, Lin Wu Ju seems to be a pretty good candidate too.”

She raised her eyebrows slightly.

A person like him should be considered an antagonist, right? Moreover, this guy always carried an air of arrogance, as if he had everything under control.

And the more arrogant and indifferent people were, the more she enjoyed seeing them disheartened, gradually becoming lost because of her, ultimately going crazy.

“Puff! I am undoubtedly a bad woman.”

She laughed to herself as she muttered and then proceeded to walk toward the direction of the nursery school after getting off the bus.

…

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Dusk enveloped the city. Not all parts of the city basked in neon and prosperity.

It seemed like there had been a light rain just now. The ground was damp, and droplets hung from the eaves.

Wen Han walked toward her familiar destination, but suddenly stopped.

“Hmm?”

She furrowed her brows and turned her head, but there was nothing behind her. Not even a stray dog.

After pondering for a moment, she continued walking.

After a few steps, she turned around again.

Drip!

An electric bicycle zoomed by from the alley mouth, passing her swiftly, and silence quickly returned.

“… That’s odd.”

Wen Han’s brow furrowed. Although she didn’t possess magic, her instinct as a witch made her feel uneasy.

Moreover… she could sense traces of mana all around, albeit faint!

“Su Zeheng?” she called out tentatively, “Or Lin Wu Ju?”

No one answered, and the entire alley fell into an eerie silence.

“… Maybe I shouldn’t take the shortcut.”

At the moment she turned to go back, she turned her head and saw a face up close, grinning wickedly, its eyes wide and strange.

“!” Instinctively, she stepped back.

On the wet pavement, a tall figure in a raincoat gripped an axe.

His gaze… was fixed on her chest.

No!

Wen Han instantly understood: “You’re the tattoo-murdering maniac from the news?!”

The man in the raincoat didn’t say a word; instead, he grinned maliciously and stuck out his tongue.

The tongue extended longer and longer, eventually horrifyingly hanging down to the ground.

“Bad women! All you bad women deserve to die!!!”

He muttered to himself, his pupils flashing with a red light.

“All you bad women deserve to die! Women like you deserve to die!!!” he shouted.

Whoosh—!

The axe came down like lightning.

Wen Han immediately sidestepped and swung her bag to strike his head.

Pang!

The tattooed killer’s head jerked, but it rotated 360 degrees and instantly corrected itself: “Bitch! How dare you hit me?!”

“… Is he a monster?! Again?!”

She remembered the pig-headed monster sent by Lin Wu Ju.

Wen Han attempted to kick him, but he grabbed her leg.

“Shit!” After struggling, she had to withdraw her leg, leaving a shoe in his hand. “This guy is stronger than the pig-headed monster!”

She was no match if she couldn’t use magic.

Wen Han always knew when to retreat. She turned to flee but found a wall blocking her path.

“What?”

“You can’t escape.”

Snap!

The axe hit the ground with a crisp sound.

Wen Han turned to see the tattooed maniac gripping the axe handle and slowly approaching her. The axe created a “buzzing” sound as it dragged against the ground.

He inhaled deeply, holding her shoe and then tossed it aside.

“You have the scent of mana. I can’t wait to devour you! The stronger I become, the more women I can kill! One day… I will definitely find her and kill her!!!”

Was he jilted by a girl before?

Tattoo… His injured woman had tattoos, so he killed women with tattoos?!

Wen Han instantly understood. She looked around but realized she was cornered.

“It’s magic!” She realized she had fallen into a magical trap.

“I’ll rip off your tattoo!!!”

Splatter— Clang!

Before she could find a way out, the axe collided with the uneven ground with a rapid sound.

The killer in the raincoat rushed toward her like a hyena, swinging the axe upward from below.

“Damn!”

Wen Han immediately threw her bag to block.

Bang! The handbag exploded on impact, split into two pieces.

The contents inside scattered in the air.

Wen Han looked up and saw the axe cutting through the debris toward her.

She quickly retreated, raising her leg and stepping back onto the wall. At the moment the axe swung in, she powerfully pushed off and flipped over the killer’s head.

“Trying to escape?!”

Bang!

The axe slashed into the wall and then swung horizontally.

Wen Han had no time for anything else, stepping down hastily, she retreated on the wet ground.

Clap!

With a narrow escape, she stepped into a puddle, water splashing onto her stockings, then flowing down in streaks.

“No way out again?!”

She realized the direction she had initially advanced had also turned into a dead-end, and a trace of fear finally appeared on her usually proud face.

“Wait!” Wen Han quickly looked up, “Dear sir, can you bear to kill me?”

“Huh?”

The killer raised his head angrily, and his gaze flashed a black light following her eyes.

“I know how deeply you were hurt by women, but I’m innocent, right?”

“…” The killer squinted in confusion, slowly lowering his axe, “You… Bitch! I will not be deceived by you women anymore!”

“Damn!”

Whoosh—!

Suddenly, the axe came down once again, whistling through the air.

Wen Han hurriedly retreated, but her movements were increasingly restricted within the shrinking space.

Damn! If only I knew even a bit of magic, it wouldn’t have come to this!

As death drew near, Wen Han’s complexion went pale.

She was finally cornered, and the killer leaped toward her like a tiger descending a mountain.

Clap!

In an instant, she grabbed the axe handle, but watched helplessly as the sharp blade drew closer.

“Die! Hahahaha… All of you die!” The killer laughed maniacally, biting his teeth as he pressed down the axe.

Wen Han glanced aside and forcefully thrust her leg upward at his vital spot.

Bang!

“HAHAHA!” The killer became even more excited.

“What? You…?”

“Bitch, I already cut it off! You can’t hurt me, you can’t deceive me anymore!”

What the hell! That’s why this guy was immune to my charm!

He’s already like a sage!?

There was no time to think about this now.

As the axe drew nearer Wen Han glanced around and suddenly leaped up, delivering a powerful kick to the killer’s chest.

Bang!

Her legs in stockings immediately struck the chest of the killer, sending him flying.

Wen Han attempted to seize the axe, but instead, she was caught by him, and both of them were sent flying.

Bang!

Soaked by the water on the ground, she immediately got up after falling, but a strong wind blew toward her.

Whoosh!

She retreated hastily, feeling a sudden pain in her arm.

“Ssss…”

Looking down, she noticed she had narrowly escaped but a small cut had appeared on her arm, blending her blood with the rainwater into a pale pink liquid.

Wen Han angrily raised her head and looked around fearfully.

The alley had become so narrow that there was almost no room to move, while the killer was in front of her, blocking her only escape route.

Her face pale with fear, she retreated step by step, splashes of water blooming with each step.

Bang!

Her back hit the wall, and Wen Han knew she had no way out.

“I told you, you can’t escape,” the killer’s tongue slithered out, and his tonsils appeared to be full of cut-out tattoos, “Actually… My tongue can give you more pleasure.”

Pop!

His tongue exploded, transforming into numerous tiny tentacles.

Wen Han’s expression changed as she prepared to counterattack, but the tentacles were already flying toward her.

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

“Damn!”

Her limbs were instantly tightened in an instance, and she was suddenly lifted into the air.

Wen Han struggled fiercely, and the sight of it excited the killer even more.

“All of you loose women! You like to be played with, right? Then let me show you!”

Clap!

Another tentacle suddenly reached her waist, sticking to her belt.

“Get off!” Wen Han’s eyes widened with terror, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

The killer frowned: “You’re so annoying!”

Bang!

Suddenly, tens of tentacles twisted together into a fist and struck at her head.

With a bang, Wen Han struggled in vain and eventually fell unconscious.

“Hahahaha…”

Looking at the unconscious body, the killer laughed maniacally.

The tentacles fell to the ground with a slap sound, wriggling as they slowly moved toward the unconscious body.