None of them expected anyone to be inside the apartment.
The sudden voice and shifting silhouettes in the darkness startled the group.
The man opening the door even stumbled back a few steps.
When they saw that it was the Su family sitting on the sofa, laughter burst out among them.
Truly—what one seeks so hard to find may fall right into one’s lap.
“She’s really quite pretty.”
The man standing in front stared at Su Yu with infatuation.
Su Yu leaned forward slightly, her body’s curves outlined in the dim light.
“Come here.”
She curled a finger at the man seductively.
It was as if he could smell some unique fragrance coming from her body.
His bones practically turned to mush.
Su Yu’s whole aura was nothing like the vulgar, tacky Sharp-Tongued Woman.
“She has a sugar daddy, you know. Don’t let her fool you.”
The Sharp-Tongued Woman snapped, displeased at seeing the men captivated.
But the men didn’t care about any of that now.
Like wolves, they lunged toward Su Yu.
The man in the lead sprang at her, trying to grab her into his arms.
“You—!”
The man’s voice strained out, his expression twisted in agony.
He stared at Su Yu in disbelief, then lowered his gaze to his abdomen.
A dagger was buried deep in his stomach.
Blood spurted out instantly, staining his pants red.
Before the man could react, Su Yu yanked the dagger out in one swift motion.
The intense pain made him gasp.
He clutched at the gaping, blood-soaked wound, but the blood wouldn’t stop.
Dizziness, palpitations, weakness overtook him— and finally, from blood loss, he collapsed toward Su Yu.
His body was covered in sweat and blood.
Su Yu refused to let him touch her.
Her long leg shot up, smashing into his abdomen in a sideways kick.
A loud bang echoed through the room.
The man slammed hard onto the floor.
The two men who had followed him toward Su Yu immediately stumbled back several steps.
They had witnessed everything.
In their eyes, Su Yu was no longer a breathtaking beauty— but a devouring demon.
Panicked, the two even tried to flee.
But Tu Dakuan, who they had tormented earlier, was sitting right by the door blocking the way.
He knew he wouldn’t live much longer.
But Su Yu was the only revenge he had left.
Su Yu slowly stood up.
Her 176-cm frame cast a long shadow under the moonlight, enveloping the two trembling men.
“How do you want to die?”
She spoke while stepping toward them— and toward the Sharp-Tongued Woman trapped between them.
The woman desperately tried to yank Tu Dakuan away from the door, but he held the doorknob in a death grip.
His entire body was pressed against the door, blocking the lock.
No one could get out.
Struggling made the wound on his shoulder open again, blood seeping through.
Seeing this, the Sharp-Tongued Woman gulped and tried to steady her voice.
“What are you two panicking for?! She just caught him off-guard. You two grown men still can’t beat one woman?!”
Perhaps her reminder awakened something.
The two men realized that despite Su Yu’s terrifying display— she was, after all, just a woman with a dagger.
One of the men slowly edged toward the dining table.
Step by step, he moved toward it, intending to grab a chair to strike her.
A sharp whish cut through the air.
A flash of silver streaked across everyone’s sight.
The man’s pig-like scream was so shrill that Su Yu found it irritating.
It was only a knife going through his arm.
What was there to scream about?
The man who had been inching toward the table now had one arm pinned to the wall by her dagger.
The last man was so terrified he wet his pants.
Sweat drenched his entire body, and a foul stench filled the room.
Su Yu needed to finish quickly— the smell was making it difficult to breathe.
Another small dagger flew.
It embedded itself directly into the screaming man’s mouth.
Instant silence.
His death was immediate.
Su Yu didn’t want to reuse the bloody dagger lodged in him, so she pulled a fresh one from her storage space.
Without any hesitation—
She flashed forward to the last surviving man, slicing his throat in one clean motion.
He dropped instantly.
Then Su Yu turned her gaze to the Sharp-Tongued Woman pressed against Tu Dakuan.
The woman was trembling uncontrollably.
Only now did she realize how terribly wrong tonight’s robbery plan had been.
Su Yu’s voice dropped to a cold whisper:
“Your turn.”