Lü Youwei quickly returned to Room 801.

Before he even got close, he saw that the door to 801 was wide open.

A bad feeling rose in his heart.

He drew the kitchen knife from his waist.

Slowly approaching Room 801.

Then, he peeked his head through the open gap of the door to look inside.

As a result, he saw a person on the floor, tied up and squirming like an earthworm.

He stood at the doorway, staring intently at that person for a long time.

Then, after confirming that only that person was inside the room, he finally spoke: "Kong Haoxia, how did you end up like this?"

Kong Haoxia, who was struggling to free himself from the ropes binding him, immediately became excited upon hearing this familiar voice: "Holy crap! Finally, someone's here! Quick, save me!"

Lü Youwei was still very tense: "Are there any other people in this room?"

Kong Haoxia: "No, just me!"

Not trusting a one-sided account, Lü Youwei was still very careful when he came in and closed the door. It wasn't until he had circled the room once that he believed it.

"Geez, you're being way too careful! There really is no one else!"

Kong Haoxia was speechless at Lü Youwei's behavior.

Lü Youwei asked: "What the hell happened to you? Weren't you supposed to be enjoying life with a woman?"

Kong Haoxia sighed deeply and recounted everything that had happened earlier.

After listening, Lü Youwei said: "Your luck is really good. That person somehow just let you go."

"Yeah, my luck is really good. This is what they call 'surviving a great disaster brings certain fortune'!"

"So, hurry up and untie me! My hands and feet are all numb!"

"Mhm, I'll help you."

Lü Youwei made Kong Haoxia face down, lying prone, because the knot was in the back.

Lü Youwei worked on the ropes for a while, then said: "No good, this is a dead knot. I'll go get a knife to cut the rope open for you!"

Kong Haoxia nodded. Then, as he watched Lü Youwei stride towards the kitchen, he noticed something: "Hey, Lü Youwei, don't you already have a kitchen knife in your hand right now?"

"What other knife do you need to get from the kitchen?"

He was sure he had shouted very loudly, and Lü Youwei must have heard him clearly, but Lü Youwei was like a robot, executing a pre-programmed routine.

Lü Youwei returned with a knife from the kitchen.

He now held a kitchen knife in one hand and a very long fruit knife in the other.

He just stood there holding these two knives, his face expressionless.

Kong Haoxia instinctively shrank back, which was basically useless.

Kong Haoxia's lips trembled a little: "You... what do you think you're doing?!"

It wasn't Kong Haoxia's fault; Lü Youwei's expression at this moment was genuinely somewhat frightening.

Blank, rigid.

"Do you remember that thing about The Artist?"

Lü Youwei suddenly opened his mouth.

"Re... remember... could it be you?!"

In that instant, it all became clear.

Right, Wei Xinyu was already dead. Now if he died too, wouldn't that leave only three people?

Perfect, no need to even compete anymore. Just give a bit of money and they could leave Alice Apartment safely.

Of course, the premise was that The Artist kept his word.

"No! Lü Youwei! You're crazy!"

"Don't forget! We're just in a live-streaming game! Countless cameras are watching!"

"If you kill me! So many people will know!"

"My dad doesn't know about the Black Software! But if I die, he will definitely investigate! When that time comes, he'll make you regret it!!!"

Lü Youwei slowly let out a breath: "Make me regret it? We'll talk about that when the time comes!"

"At least let's get through the immediate crisis first."

Lü Youwei's determination to kill Kong Haoxia seemed utterly unchangeable.

Kong Haoxia, on the floor, roared, spittle flying everywhere: "Lü Youwei! Wake up!!!!"

"If you kill me! That Artist's promise about giving money is definitely fake! Wouldn't you be losing out big time!!!!"

"Besides! Haven't you thought about it! That was deliberately set up by The Artist! The goal is to make us kill each other! To weaken our strength! So he can wipe us all out in one go?!"

"If you kill me! You'll only have three people left!!! Even in a group fight, having one more person is always better than having one less, right?!"

Lü Youwei's face darkened: "Something that a rich second-generation university student who only knows how to play with women and thinks with his lower half can figure out, do you think I wouldn't have thought of it?"

"Everything you said, I've already considered it."

"It's just that compared to relying on ourselves to get out alive, I think The Artist's guarantee is more reliable."

"So, you cannot live."

"Moreover, I already have the intention to kill you, and it's been exposed. If I don't kill you now, should I wait for you to get revenge later?"

"No!! You still can't kill me! If you kill me! Yang Kang and the others won't let you off!!!!"

Kong Haoxia was truly terrified to the extreme, his whole body shaking.

"Wouldn't it be fine to just pin your death on the apartment's psychotic killer?"

Lü Youwei walked over, pressed one leg onto Kong Haoxia's body. The entire weight of his body pressed down, making Kong Haoxia's back extremely uncomfortable.

But right now, he couldn't care about this pain. He roared, screaming for help.

"Help! Help! Someone save me!"

"Someone save me!"

"Yang Kang!!!! Wang Zhong!!!!"

Looking at Kong Haoxia's current pitiful, screaming appearance.

Lü Youwei just sneered coldly.

"Don't blame me. Blame the Black Software. It's what forced us to change from humans into ghosts!!!"

The long fruit knife in Lü Youwei's right hand was aimed at Kong Haoxia's neck.

He wanted a single, fatal strike.

"Die! If you become a ghost, don't come looking for me!"

Lü Youwei was probably killing someone for the first time too, so he also let out a loud roar, cheering himself on for encouragement.

Then, roaring, the fruit knife in his right hand stabbed fiercely towards Kong Haoxia's neck.

Kong Haoxia was so scared that tears and snot flowed freely. He thought he was definitely dead.

He had already accepted the fact that he was about to die.

At this moment, he desperately wished that ghosts and monsters really existed in this world, so that he could turn into a ghost and come back for revenge.

It was also at the moment when both parties felt the situation was settled.

Suddenly, there was a loud *BANG*.

This violent sound came from the front.

Both Lü Youwei and Kong Haoxia under his leg turned their heads to look forward at this moment.

They saw that the security door to Room 801, which had clearly been closed, had somehow been kicked open.

And in the swaying of the kicked-open security door, they could vaguely see the person who had kicked it standing right at the doorway.

After the security door stopped swaying.

That person walked into Room 801 while combing his hair with a small black comb in his right hand.

Looking at the two people in the living room, he smiled and asked: "Who's calling for help?"

Under normal circumstances, Lü Youwei should have ignored who kicked the door and quickly killed Kong Haoxia to avoid complications.

But the person who kicked the door right now made him extremely wary.

Because he had personally seen this guy kill someone last night.

And it was an extremely cruel and bloody killing.

"Jiang... Jiang Ran!!!!"

Kong Haoxia thought the person coming in would be Yang Kang or Wang Zhong.

He never, ever expected it to be Jiang Ran!!!!

"It's over! It's over! It's over!"

Kong Haoxia almost fainted from fright.

Having Lü Youwei on his back was already more than he could handle. How could an even more cruel Jiang Ran have shown up now?

This time, even having two lives wouldn't be enough to die!!!!!

Vast, distant heavens, why do you treat me so harshly...