I'm Not Running Away From A Marriage, I Swear!

Over the Pacific Ocean, a white Boeing 747 passenger plane can be seen flying steadily at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

In the cabin, most of the passengers have fallen asleep. Shen sat by the window, quietly looking at the clouds outside. [T/N What a drag...]

His athletic figure that hugged tight under the shirt, the devilishly handsome face, and a sharp gaze that reflected in the porthole made the two girls who sat next to him blush. They couldn't help but take a peek from time to time and whisper to each other.

In the corner where no one could see, a silver lighter that shouldn't have passed the security check, appeared in Shen's hands from time to time and then disappeared instantly.

In this flight from Beijing to Los Angeles, most of the passengers on are either on a business trip, maybe a vacation or just visiting their relatives. Shen on the other hand, is on the run!

Half a month ago, Shen's grandfather Chen Jingde was was involved in a devastating hit and run incident which left him in a coma.

The intoxicated driver was a very wealthy "entrepreneur" by the name of Zhou Tianhao. Famous philanthropist by day, bonafide scumbag by.. well, usually all the time. His resume includes uncountable atrocities in the dark from bribery and corruption to rape and murder all dusted under the rug by the power of his wealth and connections.

Anybody who did try to speak out against him would be removed by the usual means, you know, accidental death, death threats to the loved ones, bribery, false incrimination, or plain old tied to a rock and thrown in the bottom of the ocean.

...

On the day of the incident, Shen immediately rushed to the hospital as soon as he heard the news. [T/N Nooo, Uncle Ben!!]

After the operation, Chen Jingde was moved to the ICU (Intensive Care Unit) wrapped in thick gauze. He was lying on the hospital bed with various monitoring equipment attached to him and a ventilator in his mouth.

Chen Jingde had suffered multiple fractures all over the body, the most serious of which was intracranial hemorrhage. He was in a vegetative state where even his breathing needed a ventilator to maintain.

Shen used all of his life savings to pay for the ICU but he knew that it was only a temporary measure. The daily cost of several thousand dollars in the ICU, plus the huge amount of surgical fees, his life savings would not last long. He would have to get a lot more money soon, or they would have no other alternative than to unplug the life support.

As for Zhou Tianhao, any and all recordings of the accident were wiped clean. Although there were some witnesses, no one would dare to testify by using their usual means. To make things worse, his driver "voluntarily" drove to the police station and surrendered that day. So, Zhou Tianhao easily got away scot-free without any repercussions.

"Legal repercussions that is.. " Shen thought as his eyes flashed with a cold light. He steeled his heart and left the hospital. This blood debt will be paid in blood! [T/N Blood for the Blood God!]

If it is were any ordinary person, they would have no other way than to take it lying down, holding their anger in their heart. But Shen is far from ordinary. Under his regular facade, he hid a deep secret.

_

Three days later,

Dark clouds covered the moon painting the night pitch black.

The slightly chilly wind gently shook the treetops and the leaves rustled, casting a mottled light and shadows under the street lamps.

In a dark corner, which couldn't be illuminated by the street lights, Shen was observing the area dressed in all black and wearing a cap.

Zhou Tianhao's luxurious villa was located in the suburbs. The villa occupied a large area, surrounded by walls more than four meters high. Most people wouldn't be able climb it. [T/N Pretty sure he has connections to Trump.. oof]

Looking up at the lofty wall, Shen pressed down on his cap and took a few steps back. He slightly adjusted his body and then took off sprinting, he jumped up and kicked his feet on the wall several times like the Prince of Persia, clasped the edge of the wall on top and easily jumped over.

As he was in the air, a throwing knife suddenly appeared in his hands out of thin air. The moment he landed, Shen flicked his right hand, and the knife shot off to the side. In the shadow of the night, a large and fierce Tibetan Mastiff was taking a leap with its bloody maw wide open.

"pu "

He didn't wait for the Tibetan Mastiff to roar as a cold light flashed and a 20 cm long throwing knife lodged into one of its eye. It didn't get even get a chance to make any sound as it twitched and fell to the ground. Red blood mixed with the white brain plasma slowly flowed out of the eye socket.

[T/N *sniff* *sniff* I love dogs.. let's assume that it was very aggressive to anyone after being abused by the owner and constantly being used in fighting pits. It had to be put down.]

Shen turned his head and looked at the villa. The three-storey luxury villa looked gorgeous even in the dark. The living room on the first floor was lit up. Through the window, he could see two people watching TV on the sofa. Obviously they weren't disturbed by the events so far.

Pull out the throwing knife from the Tibetan Mastiff's eye socket, he wipe the blood on it, and with a slight movement, it instantly disappeared from his hand.

[T/N Any guesses as to what his "secret" is by now?]

According to Shen's surveillance over the past two days, other than Zhou Tianhao, there should be more than a dozen bodyguards in the villa.

After all, Zhou Tianhao has committed countless atrocities over the years so he is very careful about his safety. Everyday he would arrange two bodyguards to watch the lobby on the first floor. Coupled with the Tibetan mastiff in the yard, most people really wouldn't be able sneak in silently.

Hiding in the shadows, Shen carefully observed the entire villa, and soon he discovered that the door to a balcony on the second floor was not closed.

Seeing that the two people in the living room were still watching TV, he cautiously went to the bottom of the balcony and jumped up. His right foot kicked on the wall while he grabbed onto the edge of the balcony and pulled himself up.

Carefully entering the villa from the balcony, Shen slowly opened a door, Four bodyguards were in the room sleeping soundly.

Shen walked into the room quietly and a throwing knife appeared directly in his hand. There was no difference between a 20 cm long throwing knife and a dagger.

He walked to a person, covered his mouth with his left hand, and swiped his neck with the knife in his right. hand The bodyguard woke up and only struggled a bit before he stopped moving.

Shen didn't feel any discomfort from him first murder. These people were not only Zhou Tianhao's bodyguards but also his minions who did all his dirty work. They were the most loyal ones who got to live in the villa and got paid the highest wages to keep their silence. Since they were here already, he didn't have any intention to let them go.

Soon, the dozen or so bodyguards on the second floor were killed silently by Shen.

Now except for Zhou Tianhao who was sleeping alone on the top floor, there were only two bodyguards "keeping watch" downstairs.

Shen walked down the stairs softly, and saw that the two people were still on the sofa watching TV. They were completely immersed in the show, having no idea that the God of Death was already looming behind them. Two silver lights flashed and they only felt some pain in the back of their heads before their vision turned dark.

Moving forward, he pulled out the knives, wiped them clean and put them away. He double checked all other rooms again, confirming that there were no other people. Shen then moved up to Zhou Tianhao's super luxury bedroom which occupied the entire top floor.

Zhou Tianhao woke up from his sleep feeling that someone was tying him up. So, he immediately tried resisting, but the strength of the other party was surprisingly great. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't move at all.

He wanted to call his bodyguards for help, but found that his mouth was already sealed with tape. He could only let out some muffled sounds with his nose.

In the darkness, he could only see a pair of sharp eyes, looking at him coldly. Zhou Tianhao had never been so scared in his life. He couldn't move his hands, couldn't speak, and had no control over his life or death. For the first time, Zhou Tianhao felt the despair that he was used to inflicting on others.

An hour later, Shen quietly left the villa carrying a travel bag. Not long after, a dazzling fire lit up behind him and hot flames emerged from the cracks in the doors and windows. A raging enveloped the entire villa.

Ignoring the sea of flames behind him, Shen strode away without looking back. [T/N cool guys don't look at explosions]

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and the harsh ruthless look on his face was gradually replaced by a surprised expression.

As Shen closed his eyes and concentrated into consciousness, a 50 cm cube space appeared in his mind. There were dozens of throwing knives, wallets, keys and other items that occupied a small corner of the space, while the entire space otherwise appeared very empty.

Shen clearly remembered that the previous space was only 20 cm, and it was fully occupied by the stored items. Unknowingly, the space in his consciousness had expanded by so much.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------