The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Dead?

If she could really die like this, that would be great.

Diya blinked her empty eyes. Her vision was so blurry that she could not even see Keller's face clearly.

So dirty.

So dirty…

There was not a single spot that was clean.

It was not that she felt disgusted, but she felt that those people were disgusting. And it was as if she was disgusted by looking at herself as well.

Diya's expression was unfocused. Every part of her body was in indescribable pain. Her bones seemed to have been broken by an extremely violent method, and her blood vessels seemed to be on the verge of bursting.

Why was she not dead yet?

If she could turn into a malicious spirit, she would definitely kill Keller, as well as those local ruffians.

…

Those local ruffians obviously did not expect that Diya, who was already unconscious, would actually spit at Keller!

However, when they heard Keller say that they could be the ones torturing this young lady, no one cared about these things.

All of their consciences were swallowed into the stomach of a dog.

Diya's eyes were extremely bitter, but her tears had long dried up. Her throat was also hoarse from shouting when the mouth was sealed.

She could not even utter a single word to curse or beg for mercy.

Her cheeks were filled with the remnants of tears, as well as the marks of being slapped a few times by Keller.

This kind of torture that was worse than death, this torture that was like Hell, did she really have to do it again?

No, did she have to do it again many times?

Seeing those hooligans who were eager to give it a try, the corner of Diya's lips revealed an extremely mournful smile.

Why couldn't she faint?

Why couldn't she just die?

Once and for all?

How dirty…

Diya felt that her entire body was stained with too much filth. However, she looked at those men who were shouting and rushing over.

Suddenly, she felt that this body could actually get dirtier.

It was better to die than to live. That was all.

Very soon, Diya was pressed down by those men who were rushing over in a rush. Because there were four of them, it was almost impossible to find where Diya's delicate body was.

Like a withered flower petal in the wind, it finally blended into the dust and disappeared.

…

Diya's throat felt like it was filled with lead. It was so heavy that it hurt, and she could not say anything.

Suddenly, a drop of ice-cold tears dripped down from her eyes, which she had thought would never be able to cry again, and it was so cold that it entered her lungs.

Her lips trembled slightly. She did not know how many dirty lips had kissed her. The laughter of those local hooligans was constantly magnified in Diya's ears.

There was a piercing pain in her eyes.

She might as well be blind. She might as well be deaf. She might as well die just like that…

The bodies of those men who shamelessly pressed down on her, their hot breaths, their unreasonable bites and scratches… all of these caused Diya's heart to die bit by bit.

All the pain was locked in her throat.

If she died, she would definitely become the scariest ghost in Hell. She would dig out the hearts of these people one by one, step on them, and crush them!

Diya's eyes were red. Pain surged from her limbs and bones.

Her slender fingers, which were stained with dust, were pressed against the cement floor weakly but resolutely. Her fingernails had long been worn out, and a scarlet color seeped out.

Diya was like a puppet that had been ruthlessly humiliated. Her clothes had long been torn into pieces. The flowing black hair spilled on Diya's body, as if it was in vain to cover up its master's beautiful scenery.

Diya could feel that burning blood was flowing out of her body.

Her heartbeat was slowing down.

Her breathing was also gradually weakening.

Too many negative emotions surged up. In Diya's amber eyes, it was so dilapidated that it made people feel that… this girl was beautiful, but she had lost her soul.

However, those shameless scums who were eager to humiliate Diya, why would they care about the life of a girl? They were all like crazy, recklessly venting the monsters in their bodies.

…

Just when those people were distracted by Diya's body, Keller had a sinister smile on his face. He picked up his camera and took a few pictures of Diya.

Thinking about how Diya was not only unresponsive like a dead fish, but also spat on his body, Keller felt that this woman was unforgivable!

She wanted to make him unhappy, right?

He wanted to see who was more miserable!

Keller was originally a heartless scumbag. After filming a few scenes of Diya being humiliated by four men, he deliberately found an excellent angle that clearly showed Diya's face.

But the faces of those men were not exposed at all.

After filming, Keller was ready to directly post it on the Internet. He wanted Diya, the rich young lady, not only to suffer the pain of being humiliated by others, but also to have her reputation ruined!

He had even thought of the title.

He would do it the same way. He would simply call it "On the day of her brother's sudden death, the noble sister could not bear it and single-handedly took on four men!"

That's right. Not only did Keller hate Diya to the bone, but he also hated that brother of Diya's!

Even if Fiennes was dead, Keller would still poke the spine of a dead person. He would let Fiennes see how his sister, whom he had doted on so much, was taken advantage of by others!

Back when Fiennes was not dead, everything had been suppressed by him. If Fiennes was mentioned, he would be a young hero. If Keller was mentioned, he would be a useless piece of trash. What right did he have?!

Keller snorted coldly. Considering that he had to torture Diya for a period of time and did not want her whereabouts to be discovered, he set the photos to be sent at a fixed time!

After an hour, it would be sent to the most popular dating forum!

At that time, they had also left. There were a lot of local hooligans here. It would be better to leave Diya naked and covered in stains than to let her be killed by others!

Look, he was so kind and left a life for Diya. If she was tortured to death by others, he could not be blamed for being ruthless!

…

Keller thought of his flawless plan and could not help but laugh out loud!

However, at this moment, Keller suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

It was as if someone was standing behind him and staring at him!

Keller was shocked and was about to turn his head to look, but he felt a dagger that was shining with a cOld Light coming straight at him!

He could not dodge in time. Before he could even scream, the dagger had pierced through Keller's heart.

The few hooligans who were exercising intensely on Diya did not spare any time to pay attention to Keller's scene.

By the time they noticed it, they could already feel something stabbing into their backs.

Blood splattered three feet high and splashed all over Diya's body.

The four men, however, died with their eyes wide open on Diya's body.

They couldn't even cry out in surprise.

When Diya was being humiliated by those people, she had already lost consciousness.

Even now, when she saw those monsters who humiliated her die on her body, her eyes were still dark and lifeless.

What was this?