Vengeance From Despised Son-In-Law

Encountering Stranger Men

William was staring, the girl in front of him was not friendly at all. However, he just wanted to ask a question. Showing no fear of her threat, William stood up straight and said, "I just want to ask. I'm not asking for a fight, you understand!" He stared sharply at the girl in front of him.

The long-haired girl took off her AirPods and said with a curt tone, "I have to go if you want to ask. Hurry up and say it." Not wanting to complicate things, William immediately asked, "Do you know a resident named Roemy?"

The girl remained silent, her sharp gaze fixed on the man in front of her. She sighed heavily. "He lives in room number two hundred and twenty-three!" she said curtly, then pushed William until he fell down. Feeling innocent, she quickly left.

"Damn, kid!" William cursed, shaking his head at the attitude of today's youth. They're so rude to their elders.

He got up and walked to visit someone, who was none other than Roemy. His arrival was not without reason; he wanted to see the man behind his mother's death. William couldn't wait to meet him and hastened his steps to arrive faster.

His steps stopped right in front of room number 223. His anger was burning until he clenched his fist. He even prepared a Glock pistol, which he stored in his black suit pocket.

"You have to die by my hands, Roemy. You have to redeem your sins." The 32-year-old man took a deep breath, pressing the doorbell several times. Soon, an old man approached him and stood behind him. "Who are you looking for, young man?" The old man asked in a whisper. William turned his stare to the old man.

"Who are you?" William asked suspiciously, looking at the disheveled old man who still seemed to be active. "I'm the owner of this apartment." The old man pointed to room number 223, and William's face turned red. His anger boiled over as he saw the old man he believed to be Roemy. The old man shook his head slowly and said, "No. Actually, I'm not the real owner." He approached William and invited him to visit his apartment. "I want to meet Roemy." "Roemy is in my apartment. You can meet him later." He gently stroked William's cheek, but the 32-year-old man felt uncomfortable.

Occasionally, the old man asked unreasonable questions that confused William. He didn't want to stay any longer; he wanted to meet Roemy. However, the unknown old man led him into his apartment. Surprisingly, inside the apartment, he saw two young men sitting on the sofa with pale faces.

The two men looked at William with lustful eyes, making him feel disgusted. To make matters worse, the old man even groped William's buttocks with a disgusting look. What an annoying and perverted old man! Was he stressed? Are they gay? Damn his luck today. He had problems on the plane, and now he has met weird people.

"Why am I brought here? Where is Roemy?" William squinted, realizing he was being trapped this time. The two young men suddenly took off all their clothes, which shock William. What the hell!

"What the fuck is this?" Two guys were naked, approaching William with lust. Not only were they both naked, but the old man also stripped all his clothes off and walked towards him. The 32-year-old man closed his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath.

"I told you not to come any closer!" Finally, he pulled out his gun from the black jacket pocket, pointing the weapon at the three of them in turn. At first, they were scared, but all three thought William was just bluffing.

As they got closer, William pulled the trigger and fired a bullet at each of the strange men in rapid succession. His gun was soundless, so it didn't make any loud noise that would disturb other occupants. The three men were lying on the floor, covered in blood. The old man and one of the other men were killed instantly when William hit their hearts with the bullets. Meanwhile, one of the young men looked like he was screaming in pain. This time, William's shot hit his arm.

"You should have listened to me, idiots!" The 32-year-old man cursed, stood up, and looked at them with satisfaction. He walked towards one of the wounded young men and aimed his gun at his head.

"Goodbye." He fired his bullet directly into the strange man's head. Now all three of them were dead in a tragic way. William took a long deep breath, he had no intention of being evil. He was just acting on his survival instincts from the weird men.

Seeing his black suit covered in blood, he quickly took it off and cleaned himself up in the powder room so that when William came out, no one would know he had killed some of the residents of the old apartment.

Shortly after leaving, William looked towards the corners and corridors of the apartment.

"Are you kidding me? What kind of apartment is this? Why isn't there any CCTV at all? Is the rent here so cheap?" He realized there were no surveillance cameras in every corner of the room. William was puzzled. Wouldn't having CCTV be much safer? Ah, forget it. He didn't care, besides the lack of surveillance cameras made William feel safer.

William left without anyone passing by, and he walked back towards Roemy's apartment. His steps stopped right in front of the door with the number 223, then he pressed the doorbell a few times.

Someone from inside the apartment finally opened it, an old man about Hendry's age asked, "Who are you looking for?" William stared sharply. "Are you Roemy?" The old man fell silent, then smiled broadly and nodded. Yes, he was Roemy.

Just seeing him made William sick, clenching his fists. His face turned red as he barged into the apartment. His eyes scanned the entire room, the peeling paint on the walls and the ancient ornaments decorating it. It seemed like it hadn't been maintained for a long time, Thomas had managed to neglect his own father.

William turned his gaze to Roemy behind him. "Looks like Thomas managed to isolate you," he said. He smiled and walked towards his uncle. Roemy squinted his eyes after hearing his words. "Who are you? How do you know my son?" The handsome man with a comma hairstyle smirked. He walked up to the old man, who was none other than his own uncle.

"Of course. You should also know me, Uncle." William whispered, while Roemy looked puzzled at the stranger beside him. The old man squinted his eyes as he looked at William, "Wh-who are you?"

***

Thomas asked Bianca to meet him at the hotel, he wanted to talk to his mistress about William's behavior yesterday. He had been waiting for a long time in a hotel room with white walls adorned with modern and elegant ornaments.

"Thomas? Why did you bring me here?" Not long after, the blonde-haired woman entered the hotel room and met Thomas there. The man with a little beard on his chin walked panicked towards her, "Look at this!" He handed Bianca several photos. The woman immediately looked at them, instantly shocked.

"Who did this! Jerk!" Quickly, Bianca tore up all the photos of her being intimate with William. She was so angry to see this. Meanwhile, Thomas sighed heavily. He told her that all of this was William's doing. Hearing this, made Bianca incredulous.

"It seems like William is starting to take revenge on us, Bianca."

"You're right, Thomas. We can't just sit idly by. We need to do something to trap that loser!"