When the two of them walked out of the room, a scene filled with blood welcomed them.

On the living room floor, other than a couple of corpses, two people were still breathing.

Mycroft and Chris.

"Oh!"

After coming out, even though Susanna had mentally prepared herself, upon seeing this scene, her small face turned pale, and she covered her mouth.

At this time, Mycroft, who had just been knocked unconscious by a kick, had also recovered.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Stark walking towards him. He immediately struggled to get up and used the remaining upper half of his hands to beg Stark for mercy.

"My Lord, as long as you let me go, anything is possible.

"I'm willing to give you all the crystals! More than 100 of them, all for you, my Lord!"

With that, Mycroft pointed at the crystal wristband that belonged to him on the ground with his eyes.

Stark only glanced at him and said indifferently.

"Why should I let you go?

"If I kill you, won't I still get all your crystals?"

"..."

Mycroft's eyes froze, and he fell silent for a moment.

Indeed, judging from the current situation, if the other party wanted to kill him, wouldn't it be like playing around?

Then what should he do?

Could it be that the current him was only left to wait for death?

But just as Mycroft was in despair, Stark's voice suddenly sounded again.

"But, I'm not a bad guy!

"It's not like you can't live without killing people. Actually, you still have a chance."

This sentence immediately stunned Mycroft.

So, there was still a chance?

"How about this, I'll ask the little girl beside me? As long as she says you didn't do anything too bad, I'll let you go."

After Stark said that, he naturally turned to Susanna beside him and said, "Susanna, ever since I came here, I haven't seen your parents.

"Were your parents killed by this person in front of you?"

Hearing that, Mycroft was instantly stunned. Then he suddenly turned his gaze to Susanna.

At the same time, he forced a smile on his face with an almost flattering and pleading look.

"That... that, Susanna, before this, Uncle did something terrible to you, but fortunately, Uncle didn't really harm you. There was no big mistake, right?

"So, Susanna, I beg you, please tell this gentleman beside you, okay?"

Mycroft's forehead was full of sweat, and his words were very tactful.

At this moment, whatever Susanna said next was too important.

Just one sentence could decide his life and death.

He had admitted his mistake so sincerely, and he didn't rape her. As long as Susanna said good things to him and begged for mercy on his behalf...

However, in the face of Mycroft's sincere request, Susanna only shook her head and looked at him coldly.

"No, it was this man who murdered my father and mother. He even killed my father the moment he opened the door for him out of kindness."

Mycroft's expression was filled with despair.

Swoosh!

A sound rang out as soon as she finished speaking.

It was the sound of Mycroft's right arm flying up.

"You really aren't anything good."

After cutting off Mycroft's entire arm, Stark stood still and quietly held the Sword of God in his hand. He looked at him coldly and said, "Susanna, let me ask you. From your family photo, you still have a brother and a sister. May I ask, did this man in front of you kill them?"

"Yes."

Susanna nodded without hesitation again.

Crack!

There was another sound.

Mycroft's other arm also flew up.

Crack.

When the arm was cut off, Mycroft lost his balance and fell in front of Stark with a plop.

"No! My Lord, please let me go. The girl beside you has been lying. Really!"

Mycroft lay in front of Stark, his tears mixing with his blood as he begged for mercy.

"Susanna, I'll ask you one last question. Apart from this, did he do anything evil to you?"

Stark ignored Mycroft and continued to ask Susanna.

"This demon even wanted to rape me.

"But I forcefully rejected him."

At the mention of this, the sadness and fear in Susanna's eyes disappeared. Instead, it was filled with disgust and hatred.

"If that's the case, then I'll hand this opportunity to you. You decide whether you want to kill him or not."

Stark opened his mouth and picked up a dagger from the ground. He threw it to Susanna.

Susanna was barely an adult, but this was the first time she had come into contact with such a dangerous object. When faced with the choice that Stark had given to her, she looked at Mycroft, and her heart raced. Still, she hesitated.

After all, she was only 18 years old. Before the end of the world, she was just an ordinary girl. At most, because of her beauty, she was pursued by many boys at school.

But now, in three days, Earth had undergone such a great change. It was too sudden for her to kill someone now.

For a moment, she could not accept it.

Stark stood by the side, silently watching Susanna's decision.

He looked at Susanna's hesitation.

He could not help but sigh in his heart.

When Mycroft, who was lying on the ground, saw Susanna's reaction, he immediately became happy. He looked at Susanna and said, "Yes, yes, Miss Susanna. You are as beautiful as an angel. You would never let your white hands be stained with my dirty blood, right?"

However, just this sentence touched Susanna's anger.

"You killed my entire family, yet you still hope that I won't kill you?

"I said before that with the hatred between you and me, even if I die, I'll drag you to hell. Now... this opportunity has finally come.

"Go to hell, you devil!"

Susanna shouted and then mercilessly stabbed forward with the dagger.