The department store was abuzz with activity as Brother Ao and his group set up the ritual.
Everything was proceeding smoothly.
Brother Ao, carrying a bucket of specially made pigment, was busily painting on walls and the floor.
In front of the fire escape door.
Tian Qi and Ding Ding, in high heels and stockings, stood like goddesses at the entrance, keeping watch.
These two exceptionally alluring women attracted the attention of many passersby.
Consequently, the previously unremarkable fire escape became a lively spot.
“I’m prettier, this is the 13th uncle who’s winked at me,” Ding Ding said proudly, returning a seductive glance, making the uncle’s heart bloom.
“Ha, you? I’m clearly more beautiful. Just now, a guy crashed his head into a pillar trying to look at me.” Tian Qi straightened her back, her ample E-cup breasts jiggling, and a man’s nose started bleeding right there.
“Boring men,” Ding Ding rolled her eyes.
She thought of Duan Chen, that gentleman who remained unfazed by temptation.
If all men on land were like Duan Chen, it might be a little interesting, instead of these dogs drooling everywhere.
“Are you done yet? Dawdling,” Tian Qi called out into the fire escape.
“Done,” Brother Ao replied, throwing down his bucket and walking out.
The steel bucket, stained with red liquid, rolled to a stop in front of the people nearby.
“What’s all the racket!” Brother Ao flashed his sharp knife, waving it a few times in front of them, and soon only whimpers and sobs remained.
Looking at these pathetic ordinary people, Brother Ao cast a disgusted glance, then shouted.
“The rest of this floor, is it done!?”
“All done!”
His subordinates responded from all corners.
“What??” The bewildered crowd looked on with expressions of terror and curiosity.
“What are you looking at? Keep looking and you might lose your lives~” Tian Qi, in her high heels, sneered.
At this moment, on the first floor of the department store, red patterns climbed from the center of the building, becoming like winding red roots.
This was just a part of the ritual, and it was already so spectacular. If one were to see the rest…
Brother Ao shivered, fearing that a single glance would cost him his life.
A message arrived on Brother Ao’s phone, flashing three identical words: Complete!
His eyes lit up with excitement, and he turned to look at the people beside him.
“Tsk, human women’s bodies are so useful.”
“Indeed, we just had to sway our hips and wiggle our butts here, and without any effort, the ‘sacrifices’ all flocked to us,” Tian Qi chuckled.
“Sacrifices? What sacrifices?”
“Ahhh! He, he has a knife!” The people who realized what was happening looked at them as if they were lunatics, wanting to run but finding it was too late.
How could they let the sacrifices that came to them escape?
Brother Ao walked up to the people, and a subordinate came forward obsequiously, saying, “Brother Ao, tasks like digging out hearts are minor. Let us do it, don’t dirty your hands.”
He reached out to take the sharp knife from Brother Ao’s hand.
He raised his right hand, “This is my gift to the Apostle, how can I let you touch it.”
In matters of sacrifice, there was only piety and more piety, but in Brother Ao’s eyes, there was clearly excitement.
That excitement of a bloodthirsty craving.
His hand trembled as he reached for the nearest person.
It was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He was grabbed by the neck and pulled out. Brother Ao dragged him to an open space.
The freshly drawn formation must not be defiled by such a person.
“Let me go, let me go, I’ll give you any amount of money, anything.”
“Money? What is that thing?”
Brother Ao threw the man onto a nearby sofa, stepped on his chest, and with a swift move, slit his throat with the knife.
Blood flowed down the armrest of the sofa.
A subordinate nearby immediately picked up the steel bucket that had rolled aside, and blood poured into it.
The man made gurgling sounds, his hand that was reaching for Brother Ao’s pants fell limply.
“Ahhhhh!”
The people let out terrified screams.
“Shh~ Be quiet,” Ding Ding impatiently kicked one of the men in the butt.
When a steel bucket was filled, Brother Ao released the lifeless man and directly cut open his chest with the sharp knife.
The heart, which had just stopped beating, was cut out by Brother Ao.
The subordinate caught the heart with both hands and carefully placed it at the intersection of a pattern.
There were about thirty such intersections on this floor.
But…
Brother Ao looked towards the floor above.
There were four such formations in this department store.
As the subordinate finished placing the heart, a red droplet fell onto it with a splat.
The one above was done too?
Brother Ao squinted, listening to the small splat sound, which gradually became more rapid, then spread out from around the heart.
“What are you looking at, get to work!”
After Brother Ao roared, he grabbed another person from the crowd and repeated the previous actions.
In a corner, a mother was holding a child curled up in her arms.
His young eyes couldn't understand why, when they were all the same kind of people, others were treated like lambs to the slaughter.
Facing this situation…
“It’s okay, someone will come to save us,” the young mother said, holding her child tightly in her trembling hands.
Around her were shopping bags, with scattered cans of milk powder emitting a sweet scent.
She didn't know why things had turned out this way.
It was just a normal day, she had come to the department store to buy some things for her child, why, why had they encountered these devilish murderers?
Where were the police?
Where was the union?
Did they know that something had happened here?
The young mother’s mind was a blank.
She didn't know what the future held, but she still told her child in a firm tone.
“It’s okay, it’s okay.”
Brother Ao placed the tenth heart and looked at the gradually forming array, excitement surging within him again.
If these things were completed, he wondered how many good things would await him in the [Paradise].
Rumble!
Brother Ao spun around and shouted, “Who!”
A piercing sound, accompanied by bright headlights, approached from afar, forcing Brother Ao to shield his eyes.
“What are those two girls doing!”
But who could have imagined that Duan Chen would not enter through the main door, but instead smash through a display cabinet with his sports car and storm in?
Duan Chen shifted into first gear, then lightly applied the brakes, the immense friction stirring up the blood on the floor.
“Driving like this will shorten the car’s life. A car worth millions can’t withstand this kind of abuse.”
“But the hostages are over there!”
The ear-splitting noise finally ceased.
Duan Chen got out of the car, slamming the door shut, “Whoever wants this piece of junk can have it later!”
Wu Suowei said nothing, but his phone, in the silent space, rang with a comical tune…
“Doesn’t my discipline have a unique charm.”
“Perfect skin comes from a bath of blood.”
Brother Ao’s face contorted, “You two! Are you looking for trouble!”