Dangerous game: Billionaire of heinous crime

At night, the wind blows the clouds away, and the heavy raindrops settle on the transparent glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, gradually melting away, leaving only a fragile piece.

The inside of the mansion was filled with the smell of fresh blood.

A young man was held tightly by many bodyguards. His strangely cold face was covered with fresh blood, his cold lips were tightly clenched, and a streak of blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

However, looking at his face, it is impossible to guess his age. Moreover, he seems mature and challenging.

"That mighty brat, thinking that he can fight and come here to rob people by relying on himself, has this skill?"

A calm voice was in the air, mixed with a hint of sarcasm, and a luxurious suit appeared. The middle-aged man sneered, and after saying that, his big hand reached out to the woman who had long been tied up beside him.

"Um..."

The woman looked at the man in horror, wanting to struggle to escape the man's grasp, but could only let him do whatever he wanted.

"What? Do you think there will be a miracle?"

The middle-aged man laughed evilly, then pulled the woman's long hair. His black eyes flashed, "What do you think it can do? Looking at its appearance, it is also about to be defeated. I'm beaten to death, don't you... do you want to see him die for you? You are my woman and don't need to destroy a young person's future just because of this."

The woman desperately looked at the young man not far away, tears streaming down her face.

" Matthew, you dare touch a hair of hers, I will let you die without a place of burial!"

The cold voice of that handsome young man seemed to cut through the rainy night, and even his blue pupils were sharp and hard like eagle eyes.

"Want me to die?"

The middle-aged man seemed to hear a joke, "Those words that come out of your mouth really don't hurt at all, even though you really are a stubborn kid!"

He looked over at the fifteen-year-old man, whose ferocious appearance was unlike his fifteen years old, but it made his heart beat a little faster. He has a tall, muscular body, showing tenacity. But after all, he was a regal man with one hand covering the sky. Of course, he couldn't be intimidated so easily. Can he

- Matthew, being the cruelest guy in the world, can he be afraid of a brat? The young man wanted to struggle to stand up but was grabbed by the bodyguards, coldly against Matthew's sarcastic eyes, fiercely snarling at every word...

"You'd better now. kill me, or you'll regret it!"

" Ha.. ha.. ha ha ! "

Matthew laughed maniacally, his courage worthy of applause, "I'll give you a reason to kill me in the future!" After saying that, the big hand blatantly tore the woman's clothes next to her.

In front of many people, the attractive body of a woman was revealed.

"Let her go, you bastard!"

The young man got mad and hit the bodyguards. His cold, fierce blue eyes seemed to spit blood. Without waiting for him to come forward, the air suddenly rang with the sound of a gun...

"Dang..."

The young man suddenly fell to the ground, fresh blood flowing from his shoulder.

"Ah...." The woman looked at the young man, desperately shaking her head, indicating that he didn't need to move forward.

A group of bodyguards, like bloodthirsty insects, for a second time aggressively grabbed the young man...

"You bastard, do you think this woman is still an innocent girl?"

Matthew coldly shouted, then squeezed the woman's high breasts, "She's been played with many times before. Do you consider her a treasure? But I only consider her a whore. Just a whore!"

The young man endured the pain, the blue tendon on his forehead almost bursting. He also appeared to have lost too much blood, his prideful lips gradually turned white, but he still tried to save the woman.

"Want to enjoy women with you? Stop it for me. Today I want to show it how lewd the woman it likes is!"

Matthew arrogantly shouted, stood up, took off his belt, grinned, and pressed on the woman next to him...

The woman's face was white, and her body struggled even more fiercely.

"Let her go!"

The young man tried to suppress the pain that made him think he was about to faint and wanted to struggle to stand up...

He was like a leopard. His body contained valuable energy, but he was beaten and injured by the bodyguards. Again. This wound seemed to be fatal, although it did not kill him. In the end, he could not move, could only helplessly watch the woman struggling in agony. Matthew

's laughter and icy voice hung in the air, along with his breath as cold as rain.

"What? He's only a fifteen-year-old boy, is it hard to forget his taste once he's tasted it? By the way, have you forgotten that I'm your man?"

Matthew slapped the woman's constantly hiding face, his big hand fiercely strangling her, "It's just a stray dog that I was kind enough to raise. You dare to run away with it. You don't commit to being my woman. Well done, and today I want to see it... it's seen with my own eyes that a bunch of men is sharing you!"

As soon as the words finished, the man's strong body completely bent down, using his strength to move, making the woman scream through the dark rainy night.

The young man's hoarse voice dissolved in a low growl, his consciousness growing weaker and weaker.

After a long while, Matthew was finally happy on top of the woman, contentedly turning his back, pointing at his bodyguards...

"You, you all, play with it, don't let him. This brat is dead, let him see with his own eyes how much lust he wants!"

"Yes!"

A bunch of excited bodyguards, like chickens out of cages, greedily stared at the nearly dying woman. Her body was smooth, and it was even brighter under the light.

The woman struggled, along with the shrill screams that ended up sinking in each time, each time being trampled.

Finally, the young man fainted and fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

Rain fell to the heavens and landslides.

Eight years later...

Heavy rain until early afternoon, ticking as if there was no sign of stopping. The alley was murky and wet, full of quarrels between women and children.