After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

act recklessly.

Xu Xing pulled up a black cloth stained with blood and blocked the Southeast Asian killer's mouth.

"Towed away."

Two mercenaries pulled the man, whose face was covered in blood and whose eyes were pierced with pens, up from the ground and fastened him with iron handcuffs to the place on the wall where there was a humanoid mural.

Then, he pressed the red button at hand.

"Boom-"

The human-shaped mural slowly moved away, and the densely packed wall of nails that glowed coldly inside was slowly pushed out.

The Southeast Asian man couldn't see it, but he could clearly feel the creepy movement behind him.

puff.

puff.

The metal slowly penetrated his body, freezing him in the same pose as in the previous mural.

The extreme pain made his only eye bloodshot, and his face was distorted and hideous, looking extremely terrifying.

His face could no longer be described as pale, but rather a paleness that revealed extreme fear.

The Chinese killer who was tied to the ground was also terrified.

From his perspective, he could clearly see the entire process of those densely packed nails piercing the human body.

drying.

Suspension.

Nail the wall.

What kind of horrible punishment will he receive when it comes his turn? !

The bone-deep chill permeated every part of his body, and the deadly fear made him fall from a kneeling position to a paralyzed position.

So cruel, so horrible!!

"There is still one,"

Lu Jingci narrowed his long and narrow dark eyes slightly, and his handsome face was half bright and half dark under the light, making it difficult to see clearly.

"What is the best way to deal with it?"

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, the sound was as indifferent and calm as always, but it was not difficult to hear the interest in it.

A complete lunatic!

The Chinese killer was frightened by Lu Jingci's words and his face turned pale and his teeth couldn't stop trembling.

The extreme fear has brought him to the brink of collapse.

There is only one last straw left, which can easily break the camel's back.

Lu Jingci stopped tapping the table.

The whole room fell into silence.

Lu Jingci stood up and walked with his long legs to the only remaining Chinese killer. His deep and narrow black eyes were devoid of any warmth.

"me……"

The Chinese killer curled up his body backwards, clenched his hands tightly behind his back, and only managed to squeeze out two syllables.

"It's getting late,"

Lu Jingci curled his thin lips slightly, and his voice was cold and indifferent.

"We will see you tomorrow."

As he spoke, he walked away from the man with his long, straight legs.

Are you going to let him go just like that?

The Chinese man was stunned.

He didn't react until the tall and slender figure completely disappeared from his sight.

This is not letting him go, it is another kind of torture.

After all, the process of waiting for death is more terrifying than death itself.

Not to mention, there are three such tragic examples in front of him.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, I..."

"Mr. Lu is giving you some time to think carefully. You'd better think clearly before you speak."

Xu Xing walked up to the man, stopped, looked at him and spoke coldly.

"If you conceal anything, your fate will be even worse than those three."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot and left.

"Leave two people outside to watch, and everyone else go back and rest."

Soon, the only people left in the room were the gagged and tied Chinese killer and three nearly dead bodies in extreme pain.

study.

Lu Jingci stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dim and dark night outside.

"Which batch?"

A low voice, calm and indifferent.

However, Xu Xing heard the surging anger in his voice and immediately straightened his expression and answered.