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So brutal! They took turns with all four of them, regardless of gender, and that's just the appetizer? How much do you hate this family anyway?

However, they did hear some rumors, knowing that Claire stole someone before marriage, making Eugene suffer as the scapegoat.

Thinking about it this way, they felt it could be understood. After all, if this happened to them, they might be even more ruthless than Eugene.

The six of them held their gear, picked up the dropped "weapons" and tools, and started walking ahead, with Eugene following behind with a water gun.

Garth whispered, "That guy has a water gun in his hand. Once we get hit by a water balloon, we'll lose our resistance. So, let's do as he says for now. After we're done, we'll use our gear to bargain with him for rewards. Then, we can get close to him. When the time comes, we'll take him down together."

Garth is really something, with a good plan.

"But... are we really going to hurt men?" someone hesitated.

"Damn it, close your eyes, who cares if they're men or women!" Garth said fiercely.

The other five just nodded, but having to endure four rounds in 24 hours would be difficult, after all, they were not young and energetic anymore.

Soon, they arrived at the door of Room 302.

Eugene thoughtfully threw a box of pills, saying, "Those who know, know. If it's too much, take one."

Well, you're quite considerate.

Garth silently picked up the pill box.

Sergio began to pick the lock.

He was indeed a professional, it only took him half a minute to open the lock.

If Eugene's lock couldn't be opened, it was because Eugene spent 80 million to have it modified, demanding it to be sturdy and unbreakable. So, if an ordinary locksmith could easily open the door lock with just a few moves, Eugene would find and kill Freeman even if it hailed.

Instantly, the six of them rushed in.

"Who are you!"

"What do you want to do?"

"You're Garth!"

"Sergio, unlock it!"

"And you, Sandy!"

The Walker family immediately exclaimed, but soon it turned into screams of terror.

Eugene smiled and left.

Ex-wife's family, you can slowly fill my hatred.

This is definitely not the end, unless someone from the Walker family commits suicide.

Really, as long as there's a chance, could anyone from the Walker family commit suicide with their personality?

So, he should be able to torment the ex-wife's family several times .

Eugene returned home and slept soundly.

The leopard wanted to climb onto the bed and sleep with him, but Eugene kicked him away and scolded him with a smile: "Even if you claim to be a male, you can't get into my bed. I'm going to sleep.ll try to find you a female."

The leopard grunted at him twice, whether it was protesting or urging Eugene to take action and get it out of the single dog category soon.

One night passed.

In the neighborhood, there was news of a tragic incident in the Walker family.

Just last night, Garth led a group of people to break into the Walker family's house and apparently took turns with all four members of the Walker family.

Why four?

Because all four members of the Walker family suffered terribly, paused for a while, and then continued, which was truly shocking.

You say it's somewhat understandable if Garth and the others took advantage of Claire, after all, she's just a young bride with decent looks, but Dawn is much older, how could they do such a thing to her? It's sick!

But what's even sicker is that Garth and the others didn't even spare Chris and his son.

Wow, how twisted can it get?

This is what Aunt Delia from 402 said. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, she heard it clearly. The next morning, she hurried to the garage, caught someone, and talked about this.

Isn't it terrifying?

Terrifying!

Indeed, are there any righteous individuals stepping up to eradicate evil from the Walker family? None. Everyone is just concerned with their own affairs; who cares about others' troubles?

In fact, everyone became even more cautious. Each building's floor manager went door to door, preparing to unite all residents. If anyone encounters a situation like the Walker family's, everyone would join forces to resist. After all, being picked off one by one wasn't an option.

This might work for a short while, but in a few days, when people get hungrier and thirstier, many would turn on their neighbors first. After all, one needs to be familiar with their surroundings. You rush in, but five strong men come out and beat you down. So, you have to find a soft spot.

But... the Walker family has become sacrificial pawns. Who would sympathize with them? Impossible! Are there any good people in the Walker family? What kind of people Chris and Dawn are, Dash is a standard scoundrel, proficient in all sorts of vices, but doing something decent? Ha!

As for Claire, she didn't have a bad reputation before, but recently her reputation has collapsed. First, it was revealed she was pregnant out of wedlock, and the father was another man, causing a scandal for an honest man to take on. And the big news? Some say she intentionally killed her own son! Why? For compensation money! How twisted can a woman get?

So, the Walker family's plight can only be said to be the result of their own evil deeds. How can anyone sympathize with them?

In the morning, around 10 o'clock, Eugene woke up. He stretched lazily, feeling great after waking up from a good night's sleep. After freshening up, he prepared breakfast. One portion for himself, one for the leopard, both so delicious it made one's mouth water.

Not an exaggeration to say, even Cathy couldn't eat as well as the leopard. Ha! Just playing, can women compare to loyal dogs?

Just after breakfast, Eugene's phone received an alert. Someone was here.

At first, he thought it was Cathy and her sister-in-law, but upon checking, it wasn't them. It was a woman he hadn't seen before. The face was captured in black and white on the infrared surveillance, so he could only tell she was a beautiful woman, the details were lacking.

She was alone. And she seemed hesitant, though her hand was raised, she hesitated to knock. Biting her lip, she looked like she couldn't make up her mind.

After a full five minutes, she finally knocked. Click, the iron door opened immediately.

The woman was startled at first, looking at the light in the house and feeling the warmth emanating from it, she couldn't help but walk in. Click, the iron door closed automatically.

The woman shivered involuntarily, seemingly startled by the sound of the door closing.

"Say what you have to say, don't beat around the bush. I don't have that much time," Eugene said, eyeing the woman.

In fact, everyone now has plenty of time. What, do you have work to go to, meetings to attend? Talk is one thing, action is another.

The woman bit her lip, mustering up courage to look at Eugene, and said, "Could... could you give me something to eat?"

Eugene smirked, "How did you know I have food here?"

"I heard from someone else," the woman said, "I'm really hungry and thirsty."

So, she came knocking on his door. But she probably knows what she'll have to give up in return, which is why she hesitated at the door.

Eugene admired her.

Hmm, she's pretty good-looking, although not quite a 90 out of 100. If she were, she'd be top-notch. Currently, not even Cathy meets that standard, only Dorothy does, she's around an 80, much better than someone like Claire.

She's probably around 20 years old, in her prime, but it's hard to tell her figure as she's bundled up in thick winter clothes.

Eugene smiled, "What do you want?"

"Juliet," the woman immediately replied, "I live in Building 16, Apartment 2201, but I'm not a homeowner in the community, just a tenant. I'm a senior at Mystic Hills University, in my fourth year."

Eugene asked again, "Why don't you live in the school dorms?"

The school does have dorms, after all, and renting outside costs money.

So, Eugene's implicit question is whether she's being supported by someone.