*Bang!*
Lei Jin slammed the door shut.
And with it, the door to freedom and light in Luo Yujiao's heart was also sealed.
Lei Jin advanced towards Luo Yujiao, a sinister smile plastered on his face. "Luo Yujiao, you're so beautiful. Following Li Dapao, that eunuch, must have been hard on you all these years, right? Don't worry, if you come with me, I guarantee you'll eat well and drink well from now on."
"Don't come any closer!" Luo Yujiao scrambled to her feet, terror and fear in her eyes, backing away repeatedly.
"Our Brother Lei, he's worth tens of millions. If he fancies you, it's your good fortune. I'm telling you, don't be ungrateful!" sneered one of the men with dyed blond hair.
"So many women want to get into Brother Lei's bed, and he refuses them. You should feel honored to be given this chance!" chuckled another man with dyed dark red hair.
But at that very moment, Luo Yujiao had retreated to the edge of the table. Her hand suddenly touched something on the table, and the sight of it made the faces of the three men change drastically, for it was a knife, a fruit knife.
Lei Jin, who thought everything was under his control, saw this and his expression shifted abruptly. "Luo Yujiao, what are you doing with that knife? Don't be impulsive, we can discuss anything, put it down quickly!"
Holding the fruit knife, Luo Yujiao's eyes were filled with a resolute look as she stared at the three men. She threatened, "Get out of my house, right now!"
"Sister, quickly put the knife down. Don't accidentally hurt yourself. Be good." Lei Jin walked towards Luo Yujiao with a smile. He had been a little worried that Luo Yujiao might lash out with the knife, but seeing her hands tremble as she held it, he knew she was terrified.
He took a simple step forward, intending to test her.
This test revealed that although Luo Yujiao held the knife, she was merely trying to scare them. She wouldn't dare hurt them, as her fear and fragility were not feigned.
"Stop! Don't force me!" Luo Yujiao's eyes were filled with anger and indignation.
"Sister, give me the knife. You are a good woman. Follow me, and I will cherish you." Lei Jin spoke gently, but a certain wicked flame burned fiercely in his eyes.
A woman like this was incredibly enticing; too beautiful, too gentle. He knew Luo Yujiao well, all thanks to Li Dapao's constant bragging.
As long as he was forceful, she would yield.
Indeed, this test confirmed that what Li Dapao had said was true.
"If you take another step closer, I'll kill myself!" Luo Yujiao saw Lei Jin continuing to advance and realized her knife threat was ineffective. She directly pointed the knife at her own throat.
This made Lei Jin's expression change, and then he chuckled again. He could tell Luo Yujiao was putting on a brave face, acting tough.
If she didn't dare stab them, could she muster the courage to kill herself?
So, he continued to advance, chuckling, "Sister, stop messing around, put the knife down, let's talk properly."
He was now within arm's reach of Luo Yujiao, preparing to caress her pale cheek. The thought of soon savoring the exquisite skin of this woman sent him into a frenzy of excitement.
But at that moment, something happened that Lei Jin could scarcely believe.
"Even as a ghost, I won't let you go!" Luo Yujiao's face showed a mournful determination, and then she plunged the knife into her own throat.
*Gush~~~*
Blood spurted out, splattering Lei Jin's face.
Then, Luo Yujiao's body crashed to the ground. She didn't die immediately, and blood continued to gush from her neck.
Lei Jin's hand froze in mid-air, disbelief etched in his eyes. He was utterly stunned.
"You... you actually killed yourself?" Lei Jin's voice trembled.
He had wanted to have Luo Yujiao, this graceful, beautiful, and gentle woman, but he never intended to force her to her death!
And wasn't she supposed to be timid and weak? Why did she dare kill herself? Hadn't she endured Li Dapao's tyranny for years? Why did his pressure drive her to suicide?
Lei Jin's two lackeys were also dumbfounded.
"Boss, what do we do?" The blond and red-haired lackeys looked at Lei Jin with terror.
"Go! Quick, let's go!" Lei Jin wiped the blood from his face with a tissue and, suppressing his shock, said, "She didn't kill herself because of us, and there are no cameras in this building. If we leave now, even if someone finds her dead in a couple of days, it will have nothing to do with us!"
"That's right," the two lackeys chimed in.
Then they opened the door and the three prepared to flee.
As they stepped out of the room, a figure caught their eyes. Their gazes met, and their faces changed.
"Kill him!" Lei Jin gritted his teeth.
He clearly recognized that this guy might know Luo Yujiao, and the sixth floor was the top floor with only one unit. This person was clearly heading to Luo Yujiao's home.
If he went up and discovered Luo Yujiao dead by suicide, he would surely call the police. Then, they would definitely be discovered. Even if they claimed Luo Yujiao killed herself, they would undoubtedly be charged with crimes against a virtuous woman. Even if not a death sentence, it would mean life imprisonment. They would be in prison for the rest of their lives!
The best course of action was to eliminate this person as well!
*Swish!*
The next moment, all three pulled knives from their pockets. Yes, they were armed. Why hadn't they used them against Luo Yujiao before? They were afraid of driving her to her death. But who could have imagined that even so, she would be driven to suicide by them!
The blond and red-haired men gritted their teeth. Since they had met by chance, to avoid going to prison, they had to cover up their role in forcing Luo Yujiao to commit suicide.
Even if they could say Lei Jin was the main perpetrator, they were accomplices and would still be sentenced to decades!
They didn't want to spend the rest of their lives in prison.
Therefore, as Lei Jin had planned, the two attacked.
All three wielded their knives and lunged at the approaching man.
But in the next instant, the three found the person before them a blur. Their vision went black, and then they knew nothing, crashing onto the landing of the stairwell.
In the blink of an eye, all three had been knocked unconscious by this person.
Then, the figure, carrying two in one hand and one in the other, tossed them to the doorstep of their home.
"You live a little longer for now!" Yang Feilong gritted his teeth. "I'll settle with you later!"
That's right, this figure was Yang Feilong, who had rushed over at full speed. His divine sense had enveloped the building, and he naturally learned of Luo Yujiao's suicide.
Unfortunately, by the time he discovered it, Luo Yujiao was already lying in a pool of blood. His mind had almost exploded.
After tossing the three to the doorstep, Yang Feilong quickly entered the house, closing the door behind him. He needed a quiet environment to treat Luo Yujiao.
Only about ten seconds had passed since Luo Yujiao's suicide, and she wasn't completely dead yet, but she had lost a lot of blood, and her windpipe was severed. She couldn't speak.
Her eyes were dimming, but upon seeing Yang Feilong appear, it was as if a final surge of vitality appeared. Her eyes brightened slightly, and she tried to say something, but nothing came out but a groan. "Ugh..."
"Don't speak. Don't worry, even if the King of Hell wants to take you, he'll have to ask my permission first!" Yang Feilong said with a resolute expression. As he spoke, he pulled out a needle case from his pocket and swiftly took out some silver needles.
*Pfft!*
Yang Feilong spat a mouthful of vital blood onto the needles.
*Shu shu shu!*
In the next moment, he was needling with lightning speed, a blur of motion. Yang Feilong's face was frighteningly pale.
He had used up more than half of his true qi to reach this place, and then he had forcefully used his essence blood to activate the heaven-defying needle technique, which had already caused him some backlash.
But he couldn't afford to worry about that now. If he didn't save Luo Yujiao quickly, she would surely die!
As for the backlash he suffered, he could recover it with more time and effort later.
*Hoo hoo~~~*
Soon, Luo Yujiao's windpipe was forcefully reconnected by Yang Feilong, followed by the wounds on her neck. These wounds were also healing in the blink of an eye. While Yang Feilong was treating Luo Yujiao, she stared blankly at him saving her life.
Her consciousness became clearer and clearer. She knew that her life had likely been saved by Yang Feilong once again.