Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )
Chapter 572

Chapter 572

When I mentioned that the murderer was a woman, Steven was noticeably shocked.

"Do you know who she is?" I asked Steven, my gaze locking on him.

The door opened right as Steven was about to talk. A group of individuals dressed as doctors entered the room, attending to the injured hands of the people present. Almost everyone's wounds had already healed, so there was no issue with proceeding with the safe unlocking test.

However, Steven had a more severe hand injury that looked quite gruesome. The doctor and nurse administered medicine to him. "Make sure to keep the wound dry and avoid scratching it. This will help it heal faster."

But Steven appeared unwilling to let the injury heal quickly.

The masked woman at the door said in a strange voice, "Bleeding again, Steven? Using this method to buy yourself more time?"

She was still in disguise. Steven locked eyes with her, the murderous intent and anger in his gaze intense.

She smiled and turned her gaze toward me. "It appears she has informed you of everything. You must want to kill me now."

Steven moved swiftly, catching everyone off guard as he reached out and strangled her neck. His sheer strength caused her face to immediately flush red as her features contorted in agony.

But she didn't beg for mercy. Instead, she wore a strange smile. "Steven, you're so pathetic... You'll never be with your loved one, just like me..."

Steven's arm muscles were tense, and he continued to tighten his grip around her neck. If he had just done it for one more second, he might have been able to break her neck. However, the other Rebels had already aimed their guns at my head. They threatened him, "Release her, or we'll kill this woman."

Steven turned around and gazed at the Rebels with an icy demeanor. He feared they might genuinely harm me. Hence, he released her. He did not dare to take risks as long as I was involved. He wholeheartedly offered his all for me.

"Steven!" They seized the chance to punch Steven in the stomach and proceeded to beat him relentlessly. Steven remained on the ground without fighting back while they beat him as I was still under their control. "Steven!" I forcefully pushed away the armed man beside me and quickly moved forward to shield Steven. He was always silly. He should know these people wouldn't really shoot me.

The masked woman glanced down at us, a contemptuous smile on her face. "Hah... Steven, stop acting smart and playing tricks. If I don't see your wound fully healed by tomorrow, I'll kill her."

The masked woman pointed at me and said in a low, threatening tone, "If I was able to kill her once, I can do it again. If you don't believe me, go ahead and try it."

Steven clenched his hands tightly, seething with anger like a wild beast ready to tear her apart. I hugged him tightly, knowing this wasn't the moment for a direct confrontation. They were armed. Despite Steven's strength, he was no match for a bullet.

"Enjoy your final moments. If you're the president of Crowdstar Group, you'll die too," said the masked woman in a low voice before turning to leave.

"Steven..."I anxiously examined the wounds on his body.

Steven held my hand and shook his head.

"Dude, are you the president of Crowdstar Group? If so, please confess now and don't involve us in this situation. We were brought here for no reason."

"That's right. We don't know anything."

The others started causing a commotion, demanding that Steven turn himself in. They were afraid that if he wasn't the president of Crowdstar Group, these lunatics would kill them directly.

"He isn't..." I tried to explain furiously.

Steven suddenly shouted toward the door, "I am. I'm the president of Crowdstar Group. I agree to all your requests, but you must release my wife and these people."