Taibai And A Qin

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal?
He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life.
Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime.
"Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

Mrs. and Mr. Smith

The eerie deaths cast a shadow of unease over the black-robed figures.


Ethan Smith furrowed his brow as well. He had no idea what kind of method Clare Richardson had used to silently claim their lives!


"That woman is strange. Stay alert!" a black-robed man shouted urgently.


Just then, Clare Richardson struck again.


Countless black chains emerged from her body, each one exuding a chilling and sinister aura—terrifying beyond words.


The black-robed figures instantly adopted grim expressions. They gathered their energy, ready for a counterattack at any moment.


The chains moved, producing an unbearably chilling sound!


It echoed as if it came from the depths of Hell, utterly horrifying, sending waves of terror straight to one's soul!


Soon, the chains shot toward the group with explosive speed!


Each chain moved so fast that, even though they didn't seem to carry any unique aura, they were spine-chilling.


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