HBWMA -Chapter 305 New Prey

“Thump—thump—thump.”

Su Yun clutched her chest tightly, feeling despair and hatred gnawing through her.

Boom—

The final bell echoed, and hymns began to rise inside the church.

At that moment, a shadow fell over her head.

“You did well.”

Su Yun froze slightly. She quickly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and looked up.

Zhou Yanheng stood there with his hands in his pockets, a gentle smile playing on his lips. His handsome face carried a hint of casual approval.

“Tell me,” he said lightly. “What does it feel like to personally send your best friend to hell?”

Su Yun tightened her fingers and met his gaze directly.

“Painful… and satisfying.”

Zhou Yanheng was very pleased with her answer. He decided to reward her a little.

He smiled faintly and reached out to brush the wet tears from her eyes.

“Good. Looks like you’re almost qualified.”

Qualified to become his prey.

Su Yun bit her lip and lowered her head, a faint shyness appearing in her expression.

Zhou Yanheng looked down at her. Suddenly, his fingers slid down her face and gripped her chin. His tone turned cold without warning.

“What happened with Guan He?”

Panic flickered in Su Yun’s eyes. She stammered, “That was an accident… I didn’t know who was in the car that day.”

The car switch had indeed been his sudden decision, so her explanation made sense.

Zhou Yanheng calmly released her, his tone carrying a hint of warning.

“Handle it yourself.”

Su Yun nodded. Seeing him turn to leave, she panicked and grabbed his arm.

“Master Zhou, can you take me with you?”

The Western District was full of church members. Without him, she feared something would go wrong on the way out.

Zhou Yanheng coldly pulled his arm back, a faint smile in his eyes.

“Unfortunately, no. Getting out safely is also part of your test.”

Su Yun’s expression changed slightly. Tears welled up as she tugged at his coat.

“Don’t… please.”

Zhou Yanheng studied her face for a moment, then pulled a black handgun from his windbreaker pocket.

“Since you’ve performed well, I’ll give you another option.”

“There are 17 bullets here. If you can kill more than ten people, call me.”

“……”

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Whale Harbor CBD, wealthy district.

A dark alley.

A group of men sat in a corner smoking cigarettes. The leader was bare-armed, a fierce descending tiger tattooed on his right arm.

The muscular man said with a rough voice, “Is the stuff delivered?”

A young man threw a file toward him.

“Deposit and photos are all inside. Miss Fu said—beat her to death, but don’t actually kill her.”

The muscular man handed the file to his subordinate. The moment the subordinate opened it, he swallowed hard.

“Damn… this girl is insanely hot!”

His words drew the attention of the others. They all crowded around. After seeing the photos, everyone became excited.

“Even if we weren’t paid, I’d still do it.”

“Is she really that good?”

The muscular man took the photo.

“Damn!”

Greed and lust instantly filled his eyes.

The young man smirked, satisfied.

“As long as you’re satisfied. Do this well, and there’ll be plenty more benefits later.”

The muscular man stroked his chin and narrowed his eyes at him.

“You know my rules. What’s her background?”

The young man sneered.

“Why do you care? With Miss Fu backing this, what are you afraid of? If you don’t want the job, say so—plenty of people are lining up.”

Behind him, the subordinates grew anxious, afraid the “delicious meat” would slip away. They quickly joined in persuading their boss.

“Boss, he’s right. This is a profitable deal. With Miss Fu backing us, what do we have to fear? How many families in Whale Harbor City can rival the Fu family?”

“Yeah, boss! No matter how you look at it, this deal is a win.”

The tattooed man had already been wavering, but he still pretended to hesitate. “Decai Security has very tight defenses. People like us definitely can’t get in. This won’t be easy.”

The man said, “You don’t need to worry about that. You just need to put in more effort at the critical moment.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of lewd laughter echoed through the group.

Five minutes later.

The man wound his way out of the dark alley. The affluent district streets were filled with the scent of money. He walked straight into a high-end flower shop.

Fu Xiaoxiao was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through her phone. The message screen refreshed countless times, but Zhou Yanheng still hadn’t replied.

The man approached and said respectfully, “Miss Fu.”

Fu Xiaoxiao suppressed her irritation. “Is it done?”

The man nodded. “It’s done. As long as we trick her in, this will have nothing to do with us.”

The displeasure in Fu Xiaoxiao’s eyes instantly faded. She took out a thick envelope from her bag. “If it’s done, you’ll be paid double.”

The man smiled ingratiatingly and bent down to take it. “I hope Miss Fu will continue to look after us in the future.”

“Got it.” Fu Xiaoxiao waved him away impatiently. “You can go now.”

“Yes.”

The man stuffed the envelope into his inner pocket and turned to leave the flower shop.

The more Fu Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more pleased she became. She casually plucked a pink rose and crushed it in her hand.

That bitch Jiang Huashan—when she first entered Yucai, she was nothing more than a dog by her side. Now she was constantly overshadowing her. If she didn’t teach her a lesson, she couldn’t swallow this anger.

“Bitch! Just you wait. This time I’ll take back everything you owe me. Hahaha!”

“What are you laughing at? You’re going to ruin the whole flower shop.”

While she was laughing smugly, someone suddenly sat down across from her.

“!”

Fu Xiaoxiao froze instantly and jumped up from the sofa in shock. “Y-you… why are you here?”

Jiang Huashan rested her chin on one hand. “I was just shopping nearby. Didn’t know until I came that Whale Harbor Center is actually quite close to the Bay Area. It’s just a ten-minute walk from the alley over there.”

“Who asked you that?” Fu Xiaoxiao clutched her chest, nervously glancing toward the entrance.

Damn it! When did Jiang Huashan get here? Had she heard their plan?

Jiang Huashan looked at her. “Why are you so nervous?”

Fu Xiaoxiao immediately denied it. “Are you crazy? Which eye of yours saw me nervous?”

Jiang Huashan smiled lightly. “Is that so? Because I clearly saw you talking to a man just now. What were you discussing? Don’t tell me you were planning how to get revenge on me.”

She saw it?! Fu Xiaoxiao felt a chill creep into her heart under Jiang Huashan’s gaze.

“Insane!”

Not daring to stay another second in case Jiang Huashan noticed something, Fu Xiaoxiao rushed out of the flower shop.

Jiang Huashan curled her lips slightly and slowly took out her phone.

Just three minutes ago, Shen Guiling had sent her all of Su Li’s information.

Seventeen years ago, that woman had illegally entered Whale Harbor. A year later, she gave birth to a baby girl at Holy Mother Hospital. Records showed that Su Li couldn’t afford the medical bills and fled the hospital the night after giving birth.

After that, Su Li seemed to vanish from the world completely. She reappeared a year later.

Strangely, she had gone from an illegal immigrant with no identity to a registered local resident of Whale Harbor—and even had a new name: Su Li.

The file also stated that Su Li had lived with her daughter in the old city slums for sixteen years, surviving by gambling.

During that time, her bank account received a fixed monthly income. The amounts varied each time, but what shocked Jiang Huashan most was this: over sixteen years, there were more than a hundred sub-accounts, and all the traces of their final source ultimately pointed to the Fu family.

Putting all the pieces together, Jiang Huashan suddenly realized she might have uncovered a massive conspiracy: the “reunited rich and poor daughters” trope might very well have been an elaborate, premeditated killing game.

If that was true, then there might not be time for Su Miao to slowly influence and change Su Yun anymore.