She was still feeling the sting of the silver, but what happened next left her utterly dumbfounded, as if in a dream—
Rong Yi grabbed Lu Wei by the collar, and Lu Wei tore Rong Yi's clothes! The two men grappled at close quarters, forced to rely on brute strength... In the end, Rong Yi had the upper hand; after a few shoves, he pinned his senior brother onto the sofa opposite...
Lu Wei lay on his back, his gaze sharp as knives, sweeping over Rong Yi's chest and sides in a flash, his face instantly flooding with disbelief: "You... you're not injured?"
A glint of sharpness flickered in Rong Yi's eyes, his voice low and tinged with menace: "Were you hoping I'd be injured?"
Lu Wei met his gaze, and in an instant, it was like thunder and lightning clashing again, sparks scattering everywhere...
Gu Qiqi, caught in the crossfire like a fish in a pond, felt deeply wounded.
Yet, Lu Wei still refused to give up, staring fiercely at Rong Yi's bare chest, as if trying to see right through him!
But the man before him had skin so flawless it was perfect—perfect enough to plunge him into an icy abyss!!
There were indeed no scars on Rong Yi's body! No scrapes, no gunshot wounds, no acid burns; even the waist stab wound observed in the hospital had vanished without a trace!!
In such a short time, even if he'd flown to South Korea for plastic surgery, he couldn't have recovered so perfectly, could he?
He really was a monster!!
Lu Wei became even more certain of the other's identity, his heart shaking violently, his face turning pale, almost forgetting to resist!
Rong Yi leaned forward, his gaze locking onto the man beneath him, a wicked smirk curling at the corner of his mouth: "You've stared at me long enough, Doctor Lu. Isn't it my turn now?"
Startled by the words, Lu Wei struggled fiercely, but Rong Yi grabbed his collar with both hands and mercilessly tore it apart with a sharp twist!
Rip—
Another sound of fabric tearing!
Lu Wei's clothes were ripped open!
Now, Qiqi not only felt hot but was on the verge of a nosebleed!
Senior brother, Rong Yi! You can't do this!!
Two stunningly handsome men, tearing and staring at each other over and over... Ahh, I can't take it...
Rong Yi, however, paid no heed. His gaze fell on Lu Wei's chest, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes, then turning playful: "I guessed right after all..."
On Lu Wei's chest, a dark red mark was glaringly visible!
At that moment, he was breathing heavily, and the walnut-shaped, beautiful mark rose and fell with each breath...
Long fingers pressed onto the mark on his chest, and the originally subdued dark red gradually turned into a piercing scarlet;
A low male voice sounded in his ear, slow and drawn-out: "Fallen angel... how does hell feel? For whom did you willingly descend into the abyss, enduring the torment of a hundred ghosts gnawing at your heart..."
Rong Yi's voice was so low that even Qiqi, standing nearby, couldn't hear it clearly; yet she saw him press his fingers onto the senior brother's chest, and then the senior brother's face instantly turned from white to green, his lips purple—a clear sign of a sudden illness!
Something's wrong! Trouble!
Qiqi immediately diagnosed Lu Wei's condition!
She rolled off the sofa and threw herself at Rong Yi's feet: "Rong Yi! Let go of Senior Brother! He... he seems to be having a heart attack!"
Rong Yi paused, muttering to himself: "A heart attack, huh? So that's it..."
He released his grip, and Lu Wei collapsed heavily onto the sofa.
A trace of ferocity lingered in Rong Yi's eyes: "Don't worry, he won't die!"
Damn it! I'm not reassured at all!