Merit System: Billionaire’s Reborn Cute Wife

If he died, then he wouldn't have to dream about that man killing people every night. If he died, then he wouldn't have to see that smile that was even scarier than evil spirits. If he died, then he wouldn't have to fear that the next person to be killed would be him.    

    

However, he was saved.    

    

After experiencing the excruciating pain and the fear of being vomited and killed, only then did he realize how good it was to be alive, and how unwilling he was to die.    

    

The taste of living was too good.    

    

All he wanted to do now was to live quietly and not have anything to do with that terrible man.    

    

If he told what he knew, the devil would appear before him again.    

    

That's what the man's eyes said.    

    

The fear of being covered by death would spring up again.    

    

He couldn't say anything!    

    

There was a long silence.    

    

If he had a slight headache and looked at Liang Zhong, who had already made up his mind not to speak, he would have clearly expressed his fear just now.    

    

Wait —    

    

He must have stayed silent for the Hou family because he was afraid, right?    

    

Afraid of retaliating afterwards or something.    

    

Compared to sending seven half-dead people over today, it was a common occurrence for the Hou clan to be silenced.    

    

"Can you tell me everything you know?" If he looked at Liang Zhong, he would ask him in a low voice.    

    

Liang Zhong still said, "I don't know anything."    

    

If she looked at him, she would add, "In exchange, I can guarantee your safety."    

    

As if he had heard a joke, the corner of Liang Zhong's mouth twitched, revealing a mocking smile.    

    

"You can't protect me!"    

    

Who could escape from that kind of demon?    

    

He only had one life, so he didn't dare gamble.    

    

"I guess what you think?" If he gave up persuading and instead guessed at Liang Zhong's thoughts, "You think that 'that person' is very terrifying, and no one can escape his pursuit, right?"    

    

Liang Zhong pursed his lips and did not say anything, but his expression already told her that this was what he thought.    

    

If he chuckled, "Then do you think 'that person' is stronger than those aristocratic families?"    

    

Ordinary people had a lot of legends about aristocratic families. They all felt that they were above everyone else and that there was nothing they couldn't do.    

    

This was especially true for the few aristocratic families who stood at the top. The people of the world practically worshiped them to the point that even if there were people who believed in aristocratic families, it would not be strange.    

    

If a Venerable family was able to survive for hundreds of years, it would be a great honor to have such a strong reputation.    

    

Liang Zhong's body trembled slightly as a hesitant expression flashed across his face.    

    

He recalled that the young girl in front of him had a deep relationship with a Venerable family. He recognized the two children from the Venerable family who had helped her.    

    

Qu Xia and his family were one of the top aristocratic families.    

    

If he had the protection of those two families, he should be able to escape from that man.    

    

But...    

    

Let alone the top families, even people from normal families rarely come into contact with an ordinary person like him.    

    

Why would they help him for no reason?    

    

Seeing that he had remained silent, he sighed, "Aren't you betting like this as well? You bet if you didn't say it, he wouldn't do anything, but what could be more secretive than a dead man? As far as I know, those people... "Killing without blinking."    

    

That night, the scene of a one hit kill once again popped into Liang Zhong's mind.    

    

He tightly clenched his fist, and his lips were completely bloodless. He trembled for a long time. If I take the medicine, he will give me a chance to live. "    

    

If he were to hold his forehead, he didn't know if he should say that he was naive or optimistic.