Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  “Heh……” The woman chuckled and walked towards the restaurant owner. Her long legs were smooth and long, and her voice was beautiful like a bell. However, that face was a nightmare.

  The boss screamed and moved back. He wanted to get up, but she had already thrown herself at him.

  Boom!

  The dull noise of the thunder pressed down, as if it was ringing in his ear.

  “Didn’t you want to screw me? Why are you running now? I can do that and I am very clean.” Speaking in a soft voice, she had touched his face. The woman’s voice was soft and charming. It was not difficult to imagine that she must have been a beauty before her face was ruined.

  With the lightning and the street lights, the restaurant owner clearly saw her entire face. Shocked, he burst out, “Aren’t you that…… Tang?”


  Tang Mengying laughed. “Your memory is not bad.”


  The foul smell of the tramp almost made him vomit. Noticing his intentions, Tang Mengying stared at him and pressed his head down hard. The dagger hidden in the palm of her hand had already been driven through his throat. The red blood splattered. Because of the pain, the pupils of his eyes popped out. He squirmed and struggled with both hands and feet rushed to catch her, but she moved away.

  Tang Mengying stepped on the dagger and pressed it deeper. The owner twitched a few times before he became completely still. Eyes wide open, his sight was fixed on the sky full of dark clouds. The original bright eyes became hollow.

  Tang Mengying loved this process. Hugging his head and gently kissing him on the forehead, she whispered, “Rest in peace.”


  Then she reached into his pocket. She found a wallet, a bunch of keys, and a lot of bills and receipts. Squeezing her finger into his broken neck, she took the dagger back. The red blood sprayed directly on her body.

  The dagger was covered in blood. After Tang Mengying wiped it on him, she took it away. Standing up indifferently, Tang Mengying dragged his leg and hid him behind the trash can.

  After all the work, she walked out leisurely and opened the restaurant door with his key. After locking the door inside, she walked into the lounge room. There were several middle-aged men’s outfits, very big in size.

  She took a hot shower and then carefully washed her knotted hair. After washing and drying herself, she put on one of the outfits. White shirt and black trousers, very large, but there was a belt. After tying the belt, Tang Mengying went to the checkout counter and put all the money into her pocket, a total of more than two thousand, enough for her to return to Kingstown. Then, it would be the time to finish everything up.

  She found a mask to put on her face, went to the kitchen to find a chef hat, and took an umbrella to the back of the alley. She found her own high-heeled shoes, and then left without a hurry. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The blood on the ground was washed away and there was no trace.

  Her figure went far. In the middle of the night in this small village, no one noticed anything wrong. In the endless darkness, under the heavy rain, a voice quietly sounded.

  “Li Sicheng, I am back.”


  Are you ready?