Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

"what!"

Su Zihao's body was almost covered by the black will-o'-the-wisp, because the face distorted and deformed by the pain looked even more strange and terrifying against the black firelight.

The tentacles on the surface of the body were broken one by one, and turned into black ash and dissipated under the burning of the ghost fire. At the end of the burning, Su Zihao's body curled up, as if turning into a lump of meat, covered with various The swing of the tentacles gradually weakened, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Hearing the screams, Su Ziyu's face remained unchanged.

At the beginning, when they were in the family, Su Zihao's family abused Su Ziyu, and it got worse after his grandfather left. Another time, they tied 12-year-old Su Ziyu in a prison to find out where the "Old Grimoire" was. He was tortured for a week in the prison, and several scars were left on his body.

With the burning of ghost fire, Su Ziyu could feel the scar on his back starting to hurt again.

He just looked at Su Zihao who was wrapped in flames, while Ruan Xiaoqi was sitting by the bed, looking at Su Ziyu quietly, his blank eyes seemed a little empty.

Gradually, as the yelling became weaker and weaker, Su Ziyu stretched out his hand and put away the Netherworld Will-o'-the-wisp.

"Xiao Qi, I will leave the rest to you."

Su Ziyu turned around and sat on the sofa in the hotel, glanced at the clock on the wall, and said:

"Well, you can play until six o'clock, and you have to deliver breakfast to others later, it can't be too late."

Ruan Xiaoqi nodded sensibly, her black hair swayed slightly, and her exposed eyes looked a little bright.

Su Zihao's whole body was burned to black charcoal. After hearing Su Ziyu's words, he rolled his eyes and almost passed out. He reluctantly raised his head to look at Su Ziyu, opened his mouth as if praying, and his voice was dry and hollow:
"Brother... help me..."

Su Ziyu ignored it, just closed his eyes quietly, and then bursts of desperate howls came from his ears.

save him?

Su Ziyu endured it for so long, and even hid in a mental hospital as a lunatic for three years, just for today, just for revenge!

What disgrace had he suffered in that family!

All of this will be repaid a hundredfold!
Ruan Xiaoqi walked up to Su Zihao, holding a table knife from the kitchen, without any expression on her plain face, gently cut open the back of Su Zihao's hand, skin, picked out the tendons of the hamstrings, and slowly Grind away the tentacles growing from the face inch by inch...
"what!"

"what!"

The desperate cry penetrated the room, and Boss Li and others who were on standby not far away heard it, and their faces paled for a while.

That boss Li quickly took a sip of water to suppress the pressure and fear in his heart, but he still couldn't stop his legs shaking, and the hand holding the water glass kept shaking.

"Quick... close the door! I can't hear this sound!"

Boss Li shouted at the subordinates beside him.

The subordinate was obviously also quite frightened, and he came back to his senses only after Boss Li's drink, and finally came to the door shaking his legs, and closed the door of the box.

But the distance between them was too close. A few rooms away, they could still hear the pig-killing howls. The despair and unwillingness in the tone made their hearts tremble.

However, Boss Li didn't dare to stay too far away from Su Ziyu. He was afraid that he wouldn't hear Su Ziyu calling him, and there would be consequences. Just thinking about it made his throat a little dry.

"Boss...how about...we...let's call the special department over..."

The subordinate covered his ears with both hands and said cautiously.

Snapped!
Then, his subordinate was rewarded with a slap. He covered his slightly flushed face and saw Boss Li looking at him angrily.

"Brat, if you don't want to live, I still want to live!"

Boss Li was so angry that his face was shaking all over his face, "Do you fucking know how powerful that little brother is, I have experienced it myself, do you want me to take you to experience it later?
Besides, you are fucking deaf, you can't hear how Mr. Su has been tortured, is this something a fucking human can do?In this world, keeping a low profile is king, you know! "

After finishing speaking, he still patted his subordinates on the head twice.

In the end, Boss Li, who couldn't bear this kind of psychological torture, simply took off his expensive suit jacket, covered his head, and cried in his voice:

"The devil... ah!"

.........

The night passed quickly, and Jiangcheng in the early morning was like a lion about to wake up, the hazy sky had faint sunlight falling through the clouds, and the commercial street in the downtown area, the young man who had been partying all night, dragged Walking home with a somewhat tired body, the horns of beep beep began to sound, one after another, and they began to prepare for work.

In the Maple Leaf Bar, almost all the guests on the first floor were gone, only the cleaning staff were still cleaning. In a guest room on the second floor, Boss Li struggled to raise his head, and his confused eyes gradually gained focus.

"It's done! Hahaha, it's over?!"

There was no longer that kind of ghostly howling that tormented his nerves. Even if he didn't sleep all night, Boss Li with his panda eyes seemed to have a little more energy.

……

Ruan Xiaoqi threw the blood-stained table knife on the ground, and Su Ziyu led her to wash her hands, and then went back to the house, where there was a man who was almost reduced to a pulp lying on the ground.

Ruan Xiaoqi's technique was so clever that it was unbelievable, every time he avoided the vital point, but it brought Su Zihao both physical and mental torture.

Now, this once high-ranking young master brother, has not much energy left.

Su Ziyu moved a chair and sat in front of him, condescendingly looking down and said:

"Brother, is it fun?"

His voice was very calm, without a trace of emotion.

Su Zihao couldn't help trembling, and this caused the wound on his body, causing him to grin his teeth in pain, and his breath became weaker.

"Okay, it's almost time to play, and it's time to take you back to meet your cousin. They should be angry again if you don't come home at night."

There was a smile on Su Ziyu's face, and he slowly bent down, almost touching Su Zihao, staring into his eyes and slowly forming a machete made of dark matter.

"Brother, you said that you don't want to be a good person, but you have to believe in those evil forces. You are really a scum of the human race..."

"Hey, if it weren't for your love of beauty, I wouldn't be able to find you so quickly."

Su Ziyu spoke slowly, and the dark sword kept gesturing in front of Su Zihao.

"Well, it's okay, it will be over soon, my knife, soon."

Su Ziyu's voice sounded gentle, but in Su Zihao's ears, it was like the whisper of a demon.

Su Zihao looked terrified, and shouted as if he had exhausted all his strength:

"No...you can't kill me...I...you kill me, those people will come after me!
You will die, that organization, you can't fight it! "

He stared at Su Ziyu with wide eyes, trying to see a little panic on his face, but Su Ziyu's expression was still calm, he just waved the knife lightly, and said with a faint smile:
"Are you finished?"

"Um…"

Su Zihao nodded subconsciously, and then he saw that a black knife fell down quickly, with a click, fast enough and strong enough, his head rolled to the ground with a gurgling sound.

Su Ziyu put away Su Zihao's head and said softly:
"First."