45: Chapter 45 The Married Woman

Song Yang, please, save me.

Seeing that there was no movement inside, Bai Jie spoke with a sobbing tone:

Wang Mang said you have meat in your house. He made me come over to ask you for it, saying that if I couldn't get any, he would beat me to death when I returned! He's not human! He's just a beast!

I've had enough! I have truly seen the true colors of that family, and I don't want to stay with them for even another minute!

Bai Jie poured out her heart incoherently, her hands gripping the doorframe tightly.

Please take me in, Song Yang. As long as you take me in, I'm willing to do anything!

From inside the room, Song Yang's voice came.

I don't keep useless people here.

Hearing this, Bai Jie was stunned, then continued to plead:

I'm useful! I'm definitely useful! As long as you're willing to take me in, I'll do anything!

Song Yang was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

I need you to prove your worth.

Bai Jie looked up blankly, "How do I prove it?"

Go, kill Wang Mang.

Kill Wang Mang?

Bai Jie's eyes widened sharply, as if she had heard something unbelievable.

She had fled here out of fear of Wang Mang's violence, and now Song Yang wanted her to go back and kill that man?

How could this be possible!

She was just a woman, a helpless woman!

Wang Mang was tall and strong, with great strength; how could she possibly kill him?

I can't...

Bai Jie shook her head subconsciously, "I can't do it, he will kill me!"

I said, I don't keep useless people here.

Song Yang's voice betrayed no emotion, "If you can't prove your worth, there's no need to talk further."

Or, you can also choose to go back and continue enduring Wang Mang's beatings and insults.

But if you kill him, you can get rid of him and also gain a chance to survive here.

The choice is in your hands.

Song Yang's words struck Bai Jie's heart, one by one.

Go back?

At the thought of Wang Mang's ugly face, Bai Jie felt a wave of despair.

No! She couldn't go back!

She couldn't live that kind of life for even one more day!

But killing someone...

Bai Jie's mind was in chaos.

On one side was going back to continue being tortured, potentially dying miserably in the end.

On the other side was gathering her courage to fight to the death, which might earn her a glimmer of hope for survival.

Although the hope was slim, it was better than sitting and waiting for death.

She looked up, a glimmer of determination gradually igniting in her eyes.

Fine!

The word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying a bloody scent.

Bai Jie gritted her teeth.

I agree.

Today, when he falls asleep, I will do it.

Just as she finished speaking.

Bang!

The door behind Bai Jie was suddenly kicked open from the inside.

Wang Mang's face appeared at the doorway, his eyes bloodshot, staring furiously at Bai Jie's back.

Very well! You bitch!

I heard everything clearly from behind the door!

You fucking dare to betray me!

He rushed out in a few steps, grabbed Bai Jie's hair, and yanked her backward violently.

Bai Jie let out a cry of pain, stumbling and falling to the ground.

You still want to kill me?

Do you think I'm deaf?

Since you want to tear off the mask with me, then I won't be polite to you anymore!

Don't you think you have some looks?

I'll sell you right now to the men in the building who are going crazy from frustration!

Let them have a good taste of you, you slut!

Hearing this, Bai Jie's face turned as pale as paper instantly.

She was finished.

Completely finished.

The glimmer of hope that had just ignited was instantly extinguished by Wang Mang's appearance.

Just as Bai Jie felt dead inside, believing she was doomed to die.

Creak—

The door to Song Yang's house, which had been tightly shut, slowly opened.

Dressed in clean casual clothes, Song Yang calmly walked out of the room.

Wang Mang's angry cursing stopped abruptly.

He was stunned for a moment, then an excited smile appeared on his face.

Song Yang?

You actually came out?

Wang Mang let go of Bai Jie's hair and rubbed his palms together excitedly.

You've walked right into the gates of hell!

I really couldn't do anything to you when you were hiding in the room before, but since you dared to come out today, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Wang Mang reached behind his back and pulled out a watermelon knife.

The moment Bai Jie saw the knife, her heart almost stopped beating.

She scrambled up from the ground, shouting desperately at Song Yang:

Go back! Song Yang! Close the door quickly!

You can't beat him! He will kill you!

Don't worry about me! Go!

Hearing Bai Jie's words, Wang Mang sneered.

Now you know how to care about him? It's too late!

He glared viciously at Bai Jie, who was slumped on the ground.

Wait until I slaughter this guy first, then I'll come back and deal with you properly!

I'll let you know the consequences of betraying me!

Finishing this, Wang Mang ignored Bai Jie and locked his fierce gaze on Song Yang at the doorway.

He gripped the watermelon knife in his hand, a low growl emitting from his throat.

Go to hell!

Wang Mang charged forward violently, holding the watermelon knife high, aiming directly at Song Yang's face!

Wang Mang used all his strength for this strike, as if he could already see Song Yang's head splitting open.

Bai Jie's heart rose to her throat, and she closed her eyes in despair, not daring to look at the bloody scene.

It's over!

Song Yang is dead for sure!

However, the sound of flesh and bone shattering that she anticipated did not ring out.

Only a soft "whoosh" sound was heard.

Bai Jie opened her eyes suddenly.

The scene before her made her almost stop breathing.

Song Yang's figure shifted to the side like a ghost, perfectly dodging Wang Mang's vicious slash.

The watermelon knife fell, almost grazing the tip of Song Yang's nose, and slammed heavily into the wall next to the doorframe, spraying cement debris.

What?!

Wang Mang missed his strike, and the tremendous force caused his body to lurch forward, unable to control his momentum for a moment.

A flash of astonishment crossed his eyes.

This kid dodged it?

How could he be so fast!

Before Wang Mang could adjust his center of gravity and make his next move.

Song Yang moved.

He didn't retreat; instead, he took a step forward, shortening the distance between them.

At the same time, his right hand appeared with a black, short stick-like object, extending as fast as lightning.

The target was aimed straight at Wang Mang's exposed neck!

Zzzzt—!

A harsh crackle of electrical discharge rang out, accompanied by a small cluster of blue electrical sparks.

That black short stick was, in fact, a stun gun!

The astonishment on Wang Mang's face froze instantly, then was replaced by intense pain and paralysis.

His body stiffened violently, his muscles twitching uncontrollably, and his eyeballs rolled upwards, revealing only the whites of his eyes.

Immediately after, his tall body collapsed softly as if his bones had been removed.

Bang!

The heavy body slammed onto the floor, making a dull thud.

The sharp watermelon knife also slid from his powerless hand and fell to the side with a "clang."

Wang Mang lay on the floor, his body twitching, clearly having completely lost consciousness.

The whole process was dazzlingly fast.

From Wang Mang breaking through the door, to his swinging the knife, to Song Yang dodging and counterattacking, and finally Wang Mang falling to the ground.

It was only a matter of a few breaths.

The hallway fell back into a deathly silence.

Bai Jie slumped on the ground, her mouth wide open, staring blankly at everything that had just happened.

Her mind was a blank slate.

What just happened?

This strong, ferocious man, whom she feared to the extreme.

Just fell like that?

Was subdued by Song Yang in one move?

She looked at Song Yang at the doorway in disbelief.

What on earth was going on.