When I woke up, a thug was grinding my face against the bathroom floor.
“Trash, go after Su Yue again and I’ll break your legs!”
Fragments of the previous owner’s memories flooded my mind: getting extorted, framed, and stripped in front of everyone...
I licked the blood from the corner of my mouth and smiled.
Anyone who treated me like that in my last life would have two-meter-high grass growing on their grave by now.
That night, the thug’s ringleader cornered me in an alley outside school.
“I hear you want revenge?” he asked, cigarette in his mouth, his face full of mockery.
I pulled the sharpened pen from my schoolbag and drove it into the artery in his thigh with lightning speed.
“Let me correct you,” I said with a demonic grin as blood sprayed across my face. “I’ve already had my revenge.”
At the police station, an old officer slammed the table and roared, “A pen can go in that deep? What do you think this is, a movie?”
I blinked innocently. “My teacher always said knowledge is power.”
Just catch someone and kidnap him
The author knows a lot
How is this a gangster article? There is no such thing as genetic lock.