Chapter 117 Brother Chen Yu, do you have this kind of fetish?

"Then do you know them?"

Zhang Zixuan remained silent.

Chen Yu shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure. "I'm asking you a question. Why aren't you answering?"

"I... I know them..."

"And?"

"I... I've been in contact with their car owner..."

Zhang Zixuan didn't dare not to answer, though her voice was airy and trembling.

She was terrified that Chen Yu would do something even more excessive.

Chen Yu nodded, looked at the three men, and shouted, "Hey, are you guys trying to play the hero and save the beauty?"

The three men were stunned.

They glanced at each other.

Then they looked at Zhang Zixuan, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Uh... we won't disturb you..."

"Right, we're just passing through!"

"Right, right, just passing through. Bye-bye, bye-bye..."

The three boys kept backing away, then turned and ran, not daring to look back as they rushed into the Villa.

Chen Yu shrugged. "Sigh, what a pity. They aren't willing to save you."

Zhang Zixuan's tears fell one by one onto the gravel.

Chen Yu ignored her and turned to continue walking forward.

She could only follow behind, her knees scraping against the gravel path, trembling with every step.

As the night wind blew, Zhang Zixuan shuddered.

She felt as if she were experiencing some absurd nightmare.

They walked for a long time.

The lights of Villa Number One finally appeared in their field of vision.

Several people were standing at the entrance.

They were huddled together, peering in this direction, waiting expectantly.

Zhang Wanyue stood at the very front, with Shen Qingci leaning beside her. Wang Mengmeng stood on her tiptoes to look out, Li Mengyao also gazed anxiously, while Deng Yuxin and Zuo Shi squeezed together...

The curiosity of the women was plain to see.

They had all seen those three pictures in the regional chat.

So many corpses, blood everywhere.

They were worried that something had happened to Chen Yu, fearing his corpse might suddenly appear in those pictures.

Fortunately, however,

someone had carefully noticed Chen Yu standing in the corner of the third picture.

Only then did the women feel slightly relieved.

Yet, alongside that relief, a sliver of fear also grew in their hearts.

"He's back, he's back! Brother Chen Yu is back!"

Wang Mengmeng was the first to recognize the figure in the distance.

The women suddenly surged forward, running to meet Chen Yu.

Zhang Wanyue was the first to greet him. "Are you okay?"

Chen Yu shook his head. "I'm fine."

Shen Qingci looked him up and down. "Is it all someone else's?"

Chen Yu nodded.

Qiao Xi, meanwhile, took off Chen Yu's windbreaker. "I'll wash this for you."

"Yeah, thanks, Dr. Qiao."

"It's nothing. This is what I should do."

Wang Mengmeng leaned in and whispered, "Brother Chen Yu, you're finally back! Those three pictures scared us to death, you know! Corpses everywhere, we thought..."

Chen Yu looked at her. "Thought what?"

Wang Mengmeng didn't dare say the words 'Chen Yu was dead'.

In the end, it was Li Mengyao who finished the sentence, "We thought you might be injured."

Wang Mengmeng nodded frantically. "Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly what I meant!"

Deng Yuxin asked in a small, tight voice, "Brother Chen Yu, did you really... kill everyone in Villa No. 6 like they said in the regional chat???"

The other girls were also more or less confused and curious.

After all, in their eyes, those people hadn't offended Chen Yu.

Zhang Wanyue took a step forward and spoke up for Chen Yu:

"They tricked new students into handing over supplies, sent useless students to Road No. 3, and while those core members ate until their mouths were greasy, the people who paid didn't even get a sip of soup."

"What these people did to the students is no different from harvesting leeks."

Shen Qingci nodded. "I heard that some freshman girls handed over half their belongings, only to have nowhere to stay, forced to live in the hallways of District D."

"But even so, people still handed over supplies, simply because of their status and positions as teachers or club presidents."

"Exactly."

Wang Mengmeng became uncharacteristically serious and snorted coldly, "They deserved it!"

Chen Yu waved his hand, his tone casual. "It wasn't that complicated. I just didn't like the look of them."

"Uh..."

The women fell into a brief silence.

"Eh?"

Wang Mengmeng suddenly looked at Shen Qingci. "Senior, Senior, your status is also very special. Can you also make everyone give supplies to our Villa Number One?"

Shen Qingci was taken aback and shook her head. "I don't have the eloquence of Zhang Zixuan or Zhao Shu. And besides, even if I did, I probably wouldn't do something like that..."

Li Mengyao nodded. "I'm truly impressed by the eloquence of those two."

Wang Mengmeng snorted. "What's the use of being impressive? Weren't they still hacked to death by Brother Chen Yu? Hmph~"

Chen Yu: "..."

"By the way."

Chen Yu turned sideways and took a step to the side.

The women's gazes followed.

In the darkness of the night, someone was kneeling on the ground, on all fours, crawling forward inch by inch.

A white tube top, a ruffled cake skirt.

A black leather collar.

A fluffy tail.

It protruded from beneath the skirt, swaying with the crawling motion.

She didn't dare look up at all, her face buried in the gravel as if she wished she could bury her entire self in it.

"This is..."

"Who is it? Why are they kneeling here?"

"Dressed quite... like that..."

"Brother Chen Yu, who is this?"

The women tilted their heads and looked for a long time, but they couldn't see even half a face.

Chen Yu spoke indifferently, "Look up."

The girl on the ground didn't move.

Chen Yu felt a bit helpless. He crouched down and gave a slight tug.

Zhang Zixuan slowly lifted her face.

The dim yellow light of the streetlamp illuminated her face.

Exposed before everyone.

"?!"

Wang Mengmeng's mouth hung wide open. It took a while before she squeezed out, "Zhang... Zhang Zixuan??!"

Li Mengyao suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes wide and round.

Yang Kexin took a step back, bumping into the door frame. "Whoa... it really is Zhang Zixuan..."

Zuo Shi also nearly lost her footing.

In just one short day, how could so many things have happened?

Chen Yu had completely reshuffled the Living Area.

"What's that on her neck?"

Wang Mengmeng's lack of tact showed again. "A collar? Brother Chen Yu, you... you have this fetish?"

Li Mengyao reached out and pulled her back. "Shh."

The women like Zhang Wanyue, Shen Qingci, and Qiao Xi were all speechless.

"Alright, it's late."

"I should have dinner too. I'll have things to be busy with later."

Chen Yu stretched, glanced at the women, then looked at Zhang Zixuan lying on the ground.

Finally, his gaze fell on Wang Mengmeng and Li Mengyao.

"You two, watch her tonight."

Wang Mengmeng was stunned for a moment. "Watch? Watch her?"

Chen Yu nodded. "Her job is to guard the door. Your job is to watch her guard the door."