214: Chapter 214 The Devil's Doomsday

Every word of Cao Kun's precisely hit the things Julie most desired in the depths of her heart, yet dared not even hope for.

To live.

Not to kill.

Not to go to prison.

Not to be threatened.

To have a normal life again.

This was something she didn't even dare to dream of.

Julie's lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with struggle, doubt, longing, and a hint of disbelief.

She wanted to escape all this so badly, wanted to live so badly, and wanted so badly not to carry the guilt of murder.

But...

She didn't dare believe it.

She didn't dare believe that redemption would fall from the sky.

She didn't dare believe someone would help her for no reason.

She was afraid this was another trap, afraid it was a snare set by Liu Ziqiang, afraid she would just jump out of one fire pit and fall into another abyss.

She looked at Cao Kun's sincere and firm gaze, her voice weak and trembling.

“You... why are you helping me? We are strangers; you have no reason to help me.”

“Because I can't stand seeing evil men running wild, and even more so, I can't stand seeing an innocent girl being forced by a piece of scum to ruin her whole life.”

Cao Kun's tone was firm and powerful. “I don't need anything in return; I just need you to trust me once.”

Julie's heart was in a frantic struggle.

She originally had no confidence in killing someone herself.

She was afraid of blood, afraid of crime, afraid of falling into hell after death, and even more afraid of actually becoming a murderer.

She was just forced into a corner with no other choice.

And now, this man in front of her said he could help her, let her not kill anyone, be safe and sound, and make Liu Ziqiang pay the price.

This was her only hope.

Even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, she wanted to grasp it.

Julie stared intently into Cao Kun's eyes for a long, long time before slowly speaking, her voice as light as a feather.

“Okay... I believe you.”

Although Julie said this, she was still full of vigilance toward Cao Kun in her heart and did not fully trust him.

Cao Kun knew she had already taken the most difficult step.

He nodded, his tone solemn.

“Good. Tomorrow, I'll arrange to meet you, and we'll discuss in detail how to deal with Liu Ziqiang.”

Julie was silent for a moment and then nodded slightly.

“Okay.”

...

The next afternoon.

Deep inside a sparsely populated Forest Park on the outskirts of the city.

The trees were dense, and the branches and leaves covered the sky; it was so quiet that only the chirping of birds and the sound of wind blowing through the leaves could be heard, ensuring no one would disturb them.

Julie arrived on time.

She had changed into dark clothes today; her face was still pale, but her eyes held a bit more composure than yesterday.

Cao Kun was already waiting for her at a secluded stone table.

The two sat down, and without any redundant pleasantries, they went straight to the point.

Julie spoke first, her voice lowered and carrying a hint of tension.

“Do you really have a way to let me avoid killing and also completely get rid of Liu Ziqiang?”

“Not only will you not have to kill,” Cao Kun's gaze turned cold, his tone carrying a hint of chill, “but we'll also make him wish he were dead. Everything he did to you, we will pay back a thousandfold, ten thousandfold.”

Julie's heart gave a sudden leap.

Did she hate him?

Yes, she hated him.

Hated him to the bone.

She didn't just want Liu Ziqiang to die; she wanted him to taste the feeling of being tortured, trampled upon, and consumed by despair.

Cao Kun looked into her eyes and directly stated the plan he had already thought out.

“Based on the information I have, I already have a complete plan.”

“We won't kill him directly, but instead use the person he cares about most to ruin him personally.”

“The person he cares about most?” Julie was stunned.

“His son, Liu Zihao.”

Cao Kun said the name clearly, word by word.

“All the money Liu Ziqiang extorted was for this son of his.”

“He was resented by his son for remarrying and has spent his whole life wanting his son to acknowledge him. Now that his son needs 688,000 for a bride price, he's frantically blackmailing you.”

“What he cares about most is his son.”

“We will make the person he cares about most personally beat him, humiliate him, and betray him.”

Julie's eyes widened slightly as she listened; a chill rose in her heart, yet she also felt immensely relieved.

“How do we use him? Liu Zihao doesn't know me at all, let alone help us.”

“What kind of person is Liu Zihao? A small-time thug, profit-driven, who only cares about money.”

Cao Kun sneered, “Didn't Liu Ziqiang give all the 300,000-plus he took from you to Liu Zihao? As long as money is given, Liu Zihao will do anything.”

“Our plan is simple. Step one: you ask Liu Ziqiang to meet, saying the 100,000 is ready and tell him to come get the money.”

“Step two: once he arrives, we'll control him first and tie him up.”

“Step three: have him call Liu Zihao and trick him into coming over, saying there's a large sum of money for him.”

“Step four: we step in and tell Liu Zihao that as long as he beats Liu Ziqiang severely and teaches this father a lesson, we will give him money.”

“With Liu Zihao's character, as long as there's money, he will definitely not refuse.”

“Let him beat his own father with his own hands, and let Liu Ziqiang see with his own eyes the son he exhausted everything to please betraying and beating him for money.”

“Let him experience what despair is, what it means to be deserted by everyone, and what it means to wish he were dead.”

“After he is broken and his spirit collapses, we will make the final settlement.”

Cao Kun's tone was calm, but the ruthlessness in the plan made the air turn slightly chilly.

After Julie finished listening, she was completely stunned.

She had never thought it could be done this way.

Using Liu Ziqiang's greatest weakness and letting his most beloved son personally torture him.

This was more satisfying, more cruel, and more painful for him than killing him directly.

She was silent for a few seconds, her heart pounding, and a flash of pleasure appeared in her eyes.

“Is this plan... feasible? Will Liu Zihao really lay hands on his own father for money?”

“He definitely will,” Cao Kun's tone was extremely certain.

“In Liu Zihao's eyes, there is only money, no family affection. To him, Liu Ziqiang is just an ATM.”

“Now that the ATM is useless, as long as enough money is given, he won't hesitate to strike.”

Julie took a deep breath.

Hatred surged in her heart.

Three years of humiliation, one year of extortion, countless days and nights of fear, collapse, and despair...

She was going to take it all back.

She looked up, her gaze firm as she looked at Cao Kun.

“Okay, let's go with this plan.”

Cao Kun nodded, his gaze cold.

“You send a message to Liu Ziqiang now and ask him to go there on time tomorrow.”

Julie took out her phone, her fingertips trembling slightly, yet she was exceptionally firm.

She composed the text and pressed the send button.

The reply was almost instantaneous.

Liu Ziqiang's smug and arrogant message popped up:

【No problem! I'll be there at 8 p.m. tomorrow sharp! Don't try any tricks, or I'll ruin your reputation!】

Looking at that message, there was no fear in the depths of Julie's eyes, only cold hatred.

Cao Kun looked at her, his tone steady:

“From now on, you are no longer alone. With me here, everything will end.”

The setting sun passed through the gaps in the leaves, falling on the two of them.

In the shadows, a revenge plan against an evil man had been completely finalized.

Just waiting for tomorrow night to fall.

The demon's end was about to arrive.

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