The two of them were kissing at the door, reluctant to part.

As soon as Lin Jiao entered, she saw the gloomy Meng Yan and her parents tied to chairs.

She was so scared that she fell to the ground.

Meng Yan took another rope and walked over, quickly covering her mouth and nose.

Zhou Dun was still at the door and, upon hearing the noise, shouted, "Jiao Jiao, what's wrong? Did you fall?"

He pressed his ear against the door, trying to hear more clearly.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yan suddenly opened the door and pulled him in off guard.

Before he could react, Meng Yan knocked him unconscious on the ground.

When he woke up, he found that all four of them were neatly tied up and unable to move.

Liu Yun and his father were covered in injuries, bleeding everywhere.

Lin Jiao was also in a bad state, her face swollen high, blood still flowing from the corners of her mouth.

Zhou Dun was in a slightly better condition, his face relatively clean, aside from being unable to move, he was uninjured.

He asked in confusion, "Do you want money? I'm telling you, I don't have that much money, don't try to extort me!"

Meng Yan laughed and said, "Who wants your money? Haven't you figured it out? I want your life."

The father and Liu Yun couldn't speak, but Lin Jiao could. She angrily gritted her teeth, "Dream on! You little beast!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Yan walked over and slapped her directly.

Liu Yun immediately struggled, trying to come to Lin Jiao's rescue.

But it was all in vain.

Zhou Dun was also startled and said, "This is your family's private matter, it has nothing to do with me! Let me go!"

"Now that you're with this little slut, you're part of their family, so the whole family naturally has to die together, right?"

After Meng Yan finished speaking, he picked up a drink, took a sip, and then poured it on them one by one.

Instantly, all four of them screamed.

The icy and stimulating drink made their wounds immediately burn.

Meng Yan began his demonic journey.