The Real World 2

Wen Nannan had just gotten to her feet when she suddenly heard a noise at the door. She quickly jumped off the bed and crept toward it.

A second later, a woman opened the door and stepped inside.

"Miss, you—" The woman didn't even finish her sentence before Wen Nannan subdued her. In an instant, she slammed the woman against the wall and tightened her grip around her neck.

Murderous intent flickered in Wen Nannan's eyes. If she applied just a bit more pressure, she could easily snap the woman's neck and end her life within seconds.

Instinctively, she did just that.

The woman's face turned a mix of purple and red as she clawed at the air in terror—until a ringtone suddenly came from her pocket.

Wen Nannan glanced at the phone that had fallen to the floor. The caller ID displayed the word "Mom."

Wen Nannan's expression shifted. As if scalded, she suddenly released the woman's throat, then delivered a swift palm strike that knocked her unconscious.