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CRASH!!!
Diana's left foot stomped on the floor, causing the tiled surface to crack. Even the soil beneath it became loose due to the recoil. She was quickly propelled forward, wielding her shield in her left hand and her sword in her right, slaughtering everyone in her path like a tiger among sheep!
And in less than two seconds, no one was alive in the foyer, Wonder Woman, endowed with the incredible speed of Olympian power, unleashed her astonishing swiftness.
By the time she kicked open the room door, wielding a cold, long sword to rescue the coerced women, the lechers and thugs in the foyer had already fallen to the ground lifelessly, each with a hole in their heads. Every living being has a weakness, and that is the head. A damaged head almost guarantees death, and even if not dead, it merely prolongs the struggle for survival.
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SNAP! Chris sat on the hood of the car, lit a cigarette, and it seemed that Diana had significantly improved her emotional intelligence after experiencing such a lesson. Adversity truly propels people forward!
"Hmm? That scumbag wants to run away? Do your daydreams and go fuck yourself!"
Chris arrived at the back of the mansion and coincidentally caught sight of a sneaky figure carrying a package and running out. Chris kicked him back without even seeing who it was!
Swoosh! Bam! Followed by Maxwell's screams of agony, "Ah! Who is it?"
"It's your Daddy Chris! Ugh, no, I wouldn't have an unfilial son like you! I would only have well-behaved daughters!(lol)" Chris kicked him again, immobilizing Maxwell with pressure points, and then kicked him in the mechanism. The front wall opened like a revolving door, and Chris kicked Maxwell out like a soccer ball.
The grand hall was now engulfed in blazing flames. Diana, initially planned to forcefully break out. But upon seeing the wall open and Maxwell, who had just escaped, being kicked back in like a dog, she decided to stay.
"Hey, Diana, it seems I'm not too late. Let's go, we should leave first." Chris greeted his Wonder Woman with a smile, then glanced at Maxwell, who was lying on the ground like a dog. "He's immobilized."
Chris leisurely took another drag of his cigarette and nodded at Diana. "You've done well. There are still some flaws, but I'll give you some proper guidance. Now, let's go. Of course, if you're not satisfied, you can poke a few holes in him and make his death more painful. These scum's deaths are inconsequential, not worth mourning. Torturing them is the best fate they could have."
Diana nodded and approached Maxwell, stabbing him with her sword. Each strike hit a major artery, creating a slow bleeding process. When the blood empties, he will die slowly. This process is agonizingly slow. With the hall already ablaze, staying here would lead to either suffocation or being burned alive—no difference at all.
"Save me... Ah... You beast... You vile woman... Ah!" Maxwell had Diana's sword thrust into his mouth. After some violent shaking, his teeth and tongue were shattered, his mouth filled with bloodstains. His eyes glared at her with anger, as if he wanted to kill her with his eyes. But if gazes really could kill, he would have murdered countless times by those who he had killed!
After leaving, Chris casually threw a few magic items, conveniently adding some inflammable objects, and set the entire mansion on fire. It was a time of war, a world war, and all of Europe was in chaos. No one would care about the destruction of a mansion. Even acts of murder, arson, robbery, and extortion were as common as dust, with no one seriously investigating them.
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Chris and Diana traveled for an hour by car to another small town in the countryside. Chris rented a house and used magic to summon some food.
Later, Chris took Diana, who had just experienced a battle, to take a bath together. They whispered to each other and Chris tried to comfort his wife who was feeling down after her first experience of killing and helping the wrong person. In Chris's view, others were not worth helping and it had nothing to do with him except for his harem family.
In the bathtub, Chris used one hand to apply shower gel on Diana's body and skillfully massaged her. It seemed like he had done this before. In fact, on the Goddess Island, all the women in the harem used to bathe with their man like this, taking care of each other and serving their man during bathing~
Diana blushed and endured Chris's teasing and touching. She was feeling confused after killing so many people, and her unsuccessful chivalrous, which made her feel uneasy. "Oh, Chris, please don't... Ah, it tickles!"
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