A sixteen years old Mingshen was watching over the orphanage aka Li Dong's base from a set of binoculars as he chewed on his pepperoni pizza made by Yang Bingqing. The Yang family's guards behind him were standing upright with full attention.

  　　Mingshen sneered. "Looks like such a beautiful orphanage, doesn't it?"

  　　Even though he was a teenager, the aura he emanated mirrored an adult's. His sharp eyes didn't miss a single movement. His height would make others feel as if he was an adult, not a high-schooler. His one hand was in his pocket, giving him a casual, sexy look.

  　　"But the reality is so different, right?"

  　　The guards coughed.

  　　"That Li Dong sure has some nerve to carry out illegal experiments in my terrain."

  　　One of the guards sweated and wiped his forehead. "Young master. Boss Yang Cheng doesn't know that-"

  　　Mingshen shot a disdainful stare at him. "Dad has gotten old now. He is too busy making out with Mom."

  　　They choked hard.

  　　"Dad will be so happy~ One less job to deal with a pest like Li Dong. I am doing him a favor."

  　　Aren't you here only because you were so bored? They internally questioned.

  　　"Plus, I am kind of looking forward to meeting someone interesting. There are so many kids over there. Somebody would be worth noticing, right? Right? Not all will be stupid brats, right? I hope they don't," Mingshen sighed. "Somebody worth my time~" He evilly rubbed his palms and laughed sinisterly.

  　　"Let's go and finish them off~"

  　　"Yes young master!"

  　　"Call me Boss. Your current Boss is too useless," he sneered, throwing shades at his own father.

  　　Their brows twitched.

  　　They headed towards Li Dong's base but as they went nearer, they heard screams and cries. What was shocking was that the screams didn't belong to children but adults.

  　　Mingshen narrowed his eyes. He signaled his men to take positions, and they immediately disappeared into the darkness.

  　　Mingshen slowly walked towards the orphanage's entrance. He strained his ears to listen to even a tiny fragment of anything moving, but he didn't. Certainly, there weren't any gunshot sounds.

  　　It had turned silent. Deadly silent, which tingled the hairs on the back of his neck in amusement and thrill. His eyes shone with curiosity, and his blood boiled and raced with an excitement that made him tremble.

  　　Something was happening inside. He could smell the scent of blood in the air. But there were no voices coming from inside. This time not from any adults either. It was as if the battle had already ended.

  　　He placed his palm on the door and slowly pushed it, stepping inside. The moment he did so, he heard several shocked gasps. He jerked his head towards the sounds and found a bunch of children huddled together, frightened and sobbing quietly. There was terror in their eyes. Pure terror. Their faces were marred with horror and tears.

  　　He tilted his head.

  　　The children are fine…
　　He saw blood on the floor, and he made his way in towards where it got thicker and the stench got deeper.

  　　Then he saw dead bodies sprawled on the floor.

  　　Mingshen bent on his knee and studied one dead body of a scientist. His white coat was drenched with blood. The horrifying part was how his neck was dug in with holes through which blood seeped out.

  　　He frowned.

  　　These holes are not formed out of bullets. It's different.

  　　A bullet hole was clean but this looked torturing and messy. It didn't seem coming from any blunt or pointed weapon either.

  　　He gritted his teeth in frustration. This was the first time that Mingshen wasn't able to decipher the cause of death. What made those holes?

  　　They were small and round, but he couldn't guess what was used to drill them.

  　　Then he softly heard some whimpering. It was almost inaudible, but Mingshen's senses were heightened to the max to detect any sort of movement and noise.

  　　He squinted his gaze towards the far end of the corridor where there was a room.

  　　Mingshen started walking, finding more bodies along the way. Not all had died the same way as the first one. Some lay dead even without any blood flowing out of them. There was no visible wound on their bodies z yet they had died.

  　　Who the hell did all this…?

  　　More questions arose in his mind, and a wide smile formed on his lips.

  　　Whoever the hell you are, I will definitely meet you tonight.

  　　And he did.

  　　As he opened the already ajar door of a lab, he found a boy inside. The blood stench was even harder here.

  　　But Mingshen didn't care about that because the sight before him had rendered him speechless and utterly shocked.

  　　He stared at Bojing, who was digging his fingers into the last scientist's soft flesh of his neck, who was about to run away but couldn't because Bojing easily caught him.

  　　Mingshen's eyes were fixed on Bojing. The little boy squeezed the doctor's neck as he dug his fingers harder, more blood spurting out of his neck.

  　　The doctor's eyes were rolling backwards, and his expression was unbearable. The pain made him flap his body like a fish trying to survive out of water.

  　　A few moments later, he gave up and died.

  　　Bojing removed his blood-stained fingers from his neck and sharply turned his head to face Mingshen, assessing his new threat.

  　　Mingshen gaped and gawked at Bojing.

  　　Those holes…were because of his fingers? A child's fingers?

  　　He studied Bojing who looked delicate and frail like a pretty girl. His facial features resembled a girl's too, but he was definitely a boy.

  　　Bojing stared at him with an empty gaze.

  　　Mingshen peered back at him. Bojing was in front of him a moment ago, and then he was gone.

  　　Mingshen froze.

  　　"What?"

  　　Suddenly, Bojing appeared hardly inches away from his face, his soulless eyes staring right at him, making his spine tingle.

  　　Bojing was about to grab his neck when Mingshen swiftly took a sharp step backwards, finding his alertness that he momentarily had lost.

  　　He saved himself by a hair's breadth from Bojing grabbing his neck and him meeting the same fate as the dead scientist.

  　　Mingshen cursed but he was laughing crazily. "You are a fucking beast!"