"The Lan Family would never allow a useless and foolish woman to enter their doors. Wanwan's fate is what awaits Qu Jiaojiao, hahahaha...ugh!"
Qu Jianwen laughed maniacally, exerting too much force and suddenly coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood, exacerbating the bleeding from the wound in his abdomen.
His eyes rolled back as he heavily fell face-first to the ground.
Qu Jiancong had not yet recovered from his shock when his head was separated from his body.
The man in black, holding a blood-stained long knife, thrust it into Qu Jianwen's back.
Two men in black exchanged a secret signal, one securing the doors and windows while the other went to the kitchen to turn on the gas, then pulled a fuse out of the house to ignite it.
They then stood at a distance, waiting for the gas to fill the room before the spark ignited the entire suburban bungalow.
