Can Not Win Me Back Chapter 1899-“Beat her! I want you to fuck her up!” Zoe held her bloody ear as she snarled at the others, “If you don’t beat her, are you going to wait for her to bite you?”
The other four people were scared. They didn’t want to become the next Freddy, so they immediately started beating her up.
Someone kicked Lauren in her belly. A sharp pain ensued before she tasted a sweet, metallic tang in her mouth, and blood flowed from her nose.
Her body could barely withstand the cruel torture.
Yet, Lauren smiled. She had never been so relaxed.
This was the first time she used all her might to defend her pride. Even if she died, she would have no regrets.
Betty, who was watching from the sidelines, held her sides and laughed hysterically.
“I asked you to come, but are you only here to watch the show?”
Zoe walked toward Betty and shoved her. “She’s half dead now. Get up there and give her the final blow!”
Betty pointed at herself. “Me? Why don’t you go instead?”
“I’m giving you the chance to end your enemy! Do you expect me to sully my precious hands with this dirty work?”
“Haha… Zoe, do you think I’m an idiot? If I did, wouldn’t I become a murderer?”
Betty crossed her arms across her chest. “Whether you want to slit her throat or chop her up, you’ll have to do it herself. Why should I be the one to bear this risk? I didn’t even help my own mother. What makes you think I’d help you?”
“Betty Beckett!” Zoe shouted in rage, “You deaf fucker! You have no one to blame except yourself for getting your just desserts!”
This degrading insult made Betty’s throat tighten. Suddenly, she let out a wicked grin. “Not only am I a deaf fucker, but I also have AIDS.”
“What?” Zoe staggered back in horror. She felt nauseous. “You bitch! How did you even get this filthy disease? Stay away from me! Don’t come any closer!”
“Stay away from you? Haha… There’s no point in doing that. After all, we’re both in the same boat.”
Betty’s manic gaze struck terror into Zoe’s heart. “Welcome to the AIDS club, Zoe.”
“What are you saying?”
“Remember when I asked you out for coffee? To show my appreciation, I added a little something to the coffee. It’s… my… blood!”
Zoe felt her world shatter, and her head started spinning.
Suddenly, she recalled that fateful day. That cup of coffee had an odd stench, so it was.
Zoe’s torso lurched forward as she held her chest and threw up her meal from yesterday.
At the same time, the sound of banging and metal clashing came from downstairs. Heavy footsteps dashed toward the door.
And then, with a huge bang, the entire door was kicked off its frame.
Angelina leaped in like a fiery comet with a gleaming knife in her hand.
She didn’t spare anyone, neither male nor female.
Their tendons were cut cleanly, leaving not a single limb unharmed.
Their haunting cries echoed one after another. This place was now a bloody slaughterhouse!
“Run. Run now!”