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"Mom, mom, what's wrong with you?" The daughter ran over worried.

Fan Wenchao helped Zhu Hong up, "Tongtong, mom just fell asleep. It's already very late, you have to go to the kindergarten tomorrow, go back to your room and go to bed."

The daughter had no doubts, and nodded obediently, "Understood, Dad." She turned and went back to her room.

Fan Wenchao stared at Zhu Hong's sleeping face, his eyes gradually became stern. "Don't blame me, you asked for it yourself."

Time does not know how long has passed.

When Zhu Hong woke up again, she felt very difficult to breathe.

She was horrified to find that she was in a small space, and her whole body was curled up together, unable to move at all.

Her first reaction was to have a nightmare.

Tried hard to wake up, but couldn't do it at all.

Until Fan Wenchao's voice sounded.

"Open the box and dispose of it right here"

"Okay." The voice of a strange man.

It was the sound of a zipper opening.

In the next second, Zhu Hong felt her breathing became smoother, and the pressure on her body disappeared.

When her sight was restored, she saw a beautiful starry sky.A bright moon in the sky illuminates the earth.

A strange man's panicked voice sounded from above, "Why are her eyes open? She... isn't she dead?"

Zhu Hong saw it, saw her husband Fan Wenchao, and a burly man looking at her with condescending eyes.

Fan Wenchao said, "It's really not the right time to wake up."

"Why didn't you kill her?" the man asked.

"It's not too late to kill now."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhu Hong suddenly opened her eyes wide.He... Fan Wenchao is going to kill her?An overwhelming fear instantly swept over his body.

Strange man: "Then do it."

"Ah."

Fan Wenchao bent down and picked up a shovel from the ground.

Zhu Hong struggled to get up and looked at Fan Wenchao in horror. "What are you going to do?"

Fan Wenchao's face was ice-cold, "I gave you a chance, didn't I? Don't blame me, you asked for this."

"You're going to kill me?"

"I don't want to kill you either, you forced me to do this."

With tears in her eyes, Zhu Hong said sadly: "We have been husband and wife for ten years, and now you want to kill me because of a woman?"

"Over the years, I have tried my best to be a good wife and a good mother. I have nothing to say sorry to you. How can you be so cruel?"

After hearing her words, Fan Wenchao became irritable. "Are you really a good wife? You didn't even give me a son. Do you know? My mother always wanted to have a grandson, and my mother died with regret."

"Over the years, my mother and I have always wanted a son, but you can't have one, you can't have one."

"What's the use of a daughter? Sooner or later, a daughter will belong to someone else's family."

"Now Xuezhu finally gave birth to a son for me, but you can't tolerate her, which made her almost have a miscarriage. I'm very angry, very angry."

"Now I just want you to give up your position. You refuse to give up, and you want to share my property. Why are you so ignorant? I really have no choice."

"Only by killing you can Xue Zhu and my son come in with a legitimate name."

"Scarlet, you are superfluous, do you understand?"

"It's all your fault, you are too ignorant and too greedy!" Fan Wenchao raised his shovel and stared at Zhu Hong like a god of death.

"Go at ease, I will take good care of my daughter."

After saying this, Fan Wenchao waved the shovel ruthlessly.

Zhu Hong crawled out of the box, struggling to get up from the ground and trying to escape.

Fan Wenchao said: "You can't escape, I can't let you leave here alive."

The shovel fell, and the sharp edge pierced into Zhu Hong's back, and a large piece of living flesh was dug out.

"Ah!" Zhu Hong cried out in pain.

"You are so ruthless, Fan Wenchao, you are so ruthless!"

"You forced me to do this, you forced me!"

Fan Wenchao broke her arm with another shovel.

"Ahhh!" Zhu Hong was so painful that she almost fainted.

She turned around with red eyes and said pleadingly, "I'm leaving! I don't want your money, I'll take my daughter away. Please let me go, I was wrong."

Fan Wenchao hesitated for a moment.

The strange man said: "I have already done this. If you let her go, will she let you go? She will definitely call the police after she escapes. Will my little nephew be able to enter your family tree smoothly by then? "

A sternness flashed in Fan Wenchao's eyes, "You are right, I must not soften my heart."

The man ran over and held Zhu Hong who was dying, turned his head to stare at Fan Wenchao and urged, "Brother-in-law, do it!"

Fan Wenchao nodded, raised the shovel and slapped Zhu Hong on the back of the head with all his strength.

a bit!

Bright red blood flowed out.

Zhu Hong struggled hard.

"Let me go……"

Twice!

A large amount of bright red blood gushed out.

"Please... let me go..."

Her hands are still struggling.

Three times!

The back of the head is rotten.

Bloody.

Zhu Hong didn't move.

"Go on!" The man shouted, "Not dead yet."

Fan Wenchao gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot.

Four rounds!

Five!

Six strokes, seven strokes...

He had completely lost his mind, and tried his best to slap it away.

The man was a little frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "Enough is enough, it's dead, enough!"

Fan Wenchao stopped moving.

Looking at Zhu Hong's body, the two were out of breath.

The man asked, "How do you destroy the corpse?"

Fan Wenchao looked at the concrete mixer beside him, "Just throw it in."

The man couldn't bear to look directly at Zhu Hong's corpse, "You do it!"

Fan Wenchao went over to pick up the corpse, threw it into the mixer, and added cement, sand, and water.Turn on the power and get to work.

The next day, Zhu Hong's body became part of the 18th floor.

After Zhu Hong told the tragic past, she continued: "Because I died so badly, that woman Shen Zhuxue was scared, she asked a mage to do a ritual on the 18th floor, and put a magic weapon in the elevator I seal it here."

"I'm not reconciled, I hate it so much!"

"I struggled to escape from the 18th floor."

"But due to the seal of the magic weapon, my ghost energy is getting weaker and weaker, and soon I will disappear from this world."

"Maybe God can't see it."

"A month ago, the elevator broke down. The maintenance personnel opened the interior of the elevator, found the magical artifact inside, and tore off the talisman paper on it."

"But the mage also set up an enchantment on the 18th floor, and I can't escape from here."

"Obviously the seal of the magic weapon has been lifted, but I still can't escape from here to take revenge."

"Watching the laughter and laughter of people on the 18th floor every day, my heart becomes more and more distorted."