Wanda was on the verge of collapsing.
Eighteen years of memories flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.
Originally, she had a happy and complete family, not wealthy, but very joyful.
But a terrorist attack not only killed her parents, but a shell marked "Stark Industries" fell from the sky and landed in front of her and her brother, its red light blinking, threatening to explode at any moment.
A full six hours!
They endured six agonizing hours, with their lives not their own, before finally being rescued by the government's relief team, but the fear of death gripping their throats had followed them for five years.
The subsequent desire for revenge was also deeply etched in their minds.
The siblings worked hard, saved money, and strived to maintain good behavior.
Finally.
In the year Wanda turned 18, the siblings were able to apply for passports to enter the United States under the guise of "tourism."
They had to go to Los Angeles!
Because.
Their enemy was in that city!
The plan was simple.
That playboy was extremely lustful, and Wanda's assets were quite substantial; as long as they created an opportunity to lure him, the rest would be simple.
But upon their initial landing in Los Angeles, reality severely deviated from the plan.
Wanda actually knocked out a passerby.
Although they yearned for revenge, in normal circumstances, the siblings were still rational, so they quickly sent the passerby to the hospital.
This damned country! Just a hospital stay for a check-up cost thirty thousand us dollars!
This was almost all of their savings!
Fortunately.
Afterward, not only was the person fine, but he also gave her an expensive-looking watch.
The diamonds on this watch alone were worth a collateral of six hundred thousand us dollars!
That was an enormous sum!
But... the plan went awry again.
Before they could find Stark, a group of thugs targeted them, not only breaking in to rob them but also preparing to assault Wanda right there... If a police car hadn't happened to pass by and Pietro hadn't shouted for help, scaring the thugs away, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Without money, let alone getting close to Tony Stark, even surviving was difficult.
With no relatives, the siblings could only stay in the slum in downtown Los Angeles, sleeping on the free streets, surviving on the little money they had left.
She thought she couldn't get any worse, but reality proved her wrong.
This so-called slum street also had a Gang organization, requiring a weekly "rent" of 1 us dollar to stay there.
F! U! C! K!
I'm sleeping on the street, and I still have to pay rent?
But circumstances were stronger than them; they had no choice but to pay the rent.
Fortunately, the siblings found an unoccupied alley in the street, not having to sleep with those stinking living dead—though perhaps soon, they too would become like that.
But being able to hold on for a while was good, after all.
However, the siblings never considered why this alley was empty?
Because there was only one entrance and exit, and once blocked, there would be no escape, making it extremely convenient for some "unseen" things to happen.
And so it was.
Days later, after the siblings were identified as undocumented "tourists," people with ulterior motives came knocking.
Just as Wanda was confident, she was indeed beautiful.
Whether she could attract Tony was still unverified.
But attracting a few drug addicts from the dark side was definitely not a problem.
The siblings naturally wouldn't just give in!
If it was for revenge, Wanda was willing to sacrifice herself, because revenge was already etched in her bones.
But to be defiled by drug addicts... go to hell!
The siblings suddenly moved, breaking through the encirclement of several drug addicts, but what followed was a chase by the Gang the drug addicts belonged to.
Already unfamiliar with the place, and having been eating irregularly for several days, they rushed around the slum for more than ten minutes, and in their panic, they ran back into the alley where the siblings had originally stayed.
Pietro, as the older brother, bravely stood in front of Wanda, but two fists couldn't fight so many hands; in a few seconds, he was knocked to the ground and beaten like a sandbag.
Wanda was not doing well either.
A group of men of various races, with lustful eyes, were already unbuckling their belts and approaching her, uttering obscene words that made her very panicked and helpless.
Why!
Why must my life be so painful?
I just want a normal, warm family, is that wrong? Is it that hard?
Through a gap, she saw Pietro, bleeding from seven orifices, still desperately yelling for her to run, and Wanda despaired.
Since this world was so unfriendly to her, then... she would go find her parents!
But!
Before leaving, no matter what, she had to at least take one with her!
Wanda's right hand, clenched behind her back, revealed a glint of sharpness; with swollen red eyes, she stared hatefully at a black man who was already within reach, and her right hand forcefully swung in an arc, aiming directly at his throat.
But Wanda overestimated her combat power, and also underestimated the opponent's "experience."
Facing Wanda's desperate strike, the black man, already prepared, grabbed Wanda's wrist, and a twist made Wanda release her grip in pain, a fruit knife dropping to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Haha—the little lady is quite fiery, I like it!" The black man wasn't angry but happy, excitedly licking his tongue: "Brothers, hold her down, let the older brother enjoy first."
The others responded with lewd laughter, grabbing her hands and feet, quickly pinning Wanda to the ground, and then all reached out to her private parts.
How could Wanda break free from the suppression of several adult men?
Aside from futile struggles, the only thing she could do was curse with her meager vocabulary, but the more she did so, the more excited her assailants became.
Seeing her body about to be violated, she finally completely broke down.
She suddenly stopped struggling, her eyes losing all light like a living dead, and silently, two lines of clear tears dripped down her cheeks to the ground.
The few eager men, however, paid no attention to this, and were about to touch Wanda's crucial parts.
But the expected soft touch did not appear; instead, there was a solid feeling as if touching a wall.
Before they could find out why, an invisible impact slammed hard into their noses, causing them to immediately cover their noses and retreat several steps.
At the same time.
A handsome man in a suit descended from the sky; he stood in front of Wanda, his face terribly cold, his gaze sweeping over the few people still beating Pietro, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
With a lift of his hand.
Several finger-length, hiltless blades flew out from under the man's belt, easily embedding themselves completely into the lower backs of all the attackers, clean and precise.
The few eager men who had taken a hit to the nose couldn't help but feel a pain in their kidneys.
Holy shit!
Is he that ruthless?
The few men who had been stabbed in the kidneys also stopped their hands, clutching their stabbed kidney areas with pained expressions, turning around to see the cold-faced man, and immediately began to curse loudly.
While spewing various vulgar words, they surrounded him with fierce expressions.
Judging by their stance, the cold-faced man was probably in trouble.
Facing the scene before him, the cold-faced man only said one sentence.
"Alice, notify Norman to collect the bodies!"
As his voice fell.
The cold-faced man waved his hand, and a row of 3-meter-long silver rings flew out from under his belt.
Upon closer inspection.
Those were not rings at all, but clearly more than 20 sharpened, hiltless blades!
The chilling glint reflected in the moonlight made the surrounding people's scalps tingle.
They hurriedly reached for their guns and daggers.
But it was too late.
The cold-faced man waved his hand, and the hiltless blades quickly swept towards the men, aiming directly at their throats!
The Gang members all widened their eyes, secretly regretting.
Damn it! They encountered a ruthless character, who didn't hesitate to kill!
But in Wanda's eyes.
The cold-faced male lead, now an Incarnation of a killing god, was like a savior, rescuing her from suffering.
At that moment.
Besides revenge, something else seemed to have grown in her heart.