Bloody Room
"Please! Please spare me! Spare—spare me!"
Spare?
He can feel his head aching. Really. No matter how many times he go through this nightmare he will always be flabbergasted by the responses.
He watched as his hand holding a hard object smash Wang Hou's head. His eyes watch blankly as Wang Hou dodge and defend his head. Blood trickled all over the shoulder and head.
"Urgh! S—stop…my sho—shoulder….its broken!"
Gu WenYu can feel the numbing resentment and urge to destroy. His body screamed to smash the person underneath him to pulp.
So he obeyed. He picked up the small chair in front of the vanity chair, throwing it to the ground as he then picked up the broken leg.
"Give me a name. Any name, Wang Hou. Point someone! Blame them."
His teeth gritted as he attempt to hit Wang Hou with the leg. Unfortunately, he dodge. He hit then he dodge. Hit. Dodge. Hit. Grunt. Pain. Hit. Dodge.
Releasing stress this way can be fun sometimes.
He pointed at the glass window behind Wang Hou. Gu WenYu heaved as he watched Wang Hou's eyes widened.
"What do you think? [You unconsciously backed away here as you try to avoid me.]"
Wang Hou shivered. Why the hell did he agree to this?! They told him that young master Gu is a paper tiger, completely different from the rumors! Looking at this tall youth, hovering over him, he wondered how in the world this is a paper tiger.
"Qou…Qou Lin and—and Fei Yu… they told me that they'll give me a hundred thousand Yuan!"
15,000 dollars? Wow, that's sure a lot. They spend that much money to wreck his life? Gu WenYu is now curious. Who are they? They're not familiar to him.
"[Who? Who's that?] Do I know him? Or her? Who's that?"
Knock! knock!
"Classmate Gu, are you there? Classmate Gu?"
Gu WenYu glanced at the door. Perfect timing. He raises his hand and smashes the broken feet of the chair to Wang Hou's face.
"Brother Gu, are you here? We've been looking for you, are you—AHHHHHH!"
The girl who came first scream that attracted the attention of Gu WenYu and the others who just entered. She weakly slumped to the floor while shakily pointing at Gu WenYu's bloody figure.
The whole class was stiff. They looked around then shifted to Gu WenYu's figure. The room is full of blood! Wang—Wang Huo, is that still him? What the hell happened here!
"[Oh my, you entered at the perfect time.] I was just wondering about something. So, tell me— who is Qou Lin and Fei You."
They shivered as they saw Gu WenYu mercilessly kicking the bloody and unconscious Wang Hou. His face contorted to a small smile as they failed to answer.
Just like how Moses parted the wave, all of them move aside spotlighting the two figures who're trying to escape.
"Ah…you shouldn't do that…this vase might slip and hit your head. I'm quite confident in my aiming skill, you see."
He slowly said. A playful glint appeared in his black eyes. Rolling the small vase in his hand, it is so little that he can hold it with his thumb and middle finger.
"Ah, no! Somebody also ordered us! Please ....Gu WenYu spare us! We will tell you who!"
"Spare or not, you will still tell it to me no? But…let's see. Who is it?"
Squatting before them, his face turned blank.
"It was…the second young master Ma! He— we have no choice, you want that in your head?!"
As he watches this pair of man and woman fight, he stands up and straightens his clothes. His face straight and blank, his blank eyes giving a cold chill. Raising his hand, he directly smashes the vase to them then strongly kicks them.
"AHHHH!"
The people around them scream. Frightfully backing away, looking at Gu WenYu as if He's a devil.
He walked forward, holding the knob before kicking them aside. The two cried and scurried aside.
As they watch his figure going out of the room. They collectively let out a cry. He's so frightening! What paper tiger, that's a demon!
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Lines that use [this] are being spoken or spelled in English. Please pardon my grammar and sentence structure.