In the dark room, there wasn't a single light. The windows were all covered with black cloth. A figure sitting on a recliner was rocking faster and faster.
His lips were black, his face was deathly pale. His eyes had no light in them, but they revealed a vicious, malicious gleam.
"I've already found out for you, his family is hosting a banquet for relatives and friends at the hotel tomorrow."
"I want him dead, I want his whole family to accompany him in death!"
The hatred in the man's eyes seemed to surge in an instant.
"As long as you can help me kill that man, I'll do whatever you ask from now on."
The cold, eerie voice continued.
"Don't worry!"
The old man said.
After the old man left the dark room, the figure in the recliner couldn't stop thinking about his imminent revenge. Not only would he die, but his parents, his sister, and the woman he loved would all die there too, making him feel a disturbingly perverse joy.
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