Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Yao Yumeng, with a lifeless look in her eyes, slowly lifted the sleeve of her left arm with trembling and stiff fingers. On her thin forearm, there was a tattoo of the motorcycle goddess Zhou Mengyao's portrait.

With a sinister smile on her face, Yao Yumeng shouted frantically at Zhou Mengyao, who was tied tightly to a chair and unable to move, "Do you see how much I love you?!"

Upon closer inspection, one can see that Yao Yumeng's thin arms are covered with criss-crossing scars, which are the marks left by her self-harm.

Each scar was deeply sunken, intertwined and overlapped with each other, forming a terrifying network, so dense that it was unbearable to look at.

"I love you more than I love myself!" Yao Yumeng smiled hideously and twistedly.

Zhou Mengyao was completely shocked. She didn't expect that this crazy female fan in front of her would tattoo her own portrait on her arm.

Yao Yumeng, a sick and crazy fanatic fan, had dense self-harm scars on her arms, which shocked Zhou Mengyao and frightened her to the extreme.

"madman!"

"This damn psychopath!" Zhou Mengyao cursed in horror in her heart.

Zhou Mengyao was trapped in a chair, with her hands tightly taped behind her back, but she still tried her best to break free.

However, all this was in vain.

No matter how hard Zhou Mengyao struggled, she was unable to break free and save herself. She could only look at this fanatical and sick female fan in horror, her heart filled with endless fear and despair.

Tears flowed from Zhou Mengyao's beautiful eyes like a flood, sliding down her cheeks and soaking the tape at the corners of her mouth. Although she wanted to scream for help, her sealed mouth could not make a sound.

There was a time bomb with very complicated circuits wrapped around his body, which was making a crazy countdown ticking sound, like a death spell, constantly striking Zhou Mengyao's already fragile nerves.

Zhou Mengyao, the motorcycle goddess who could dominate the track, is now in unprecedented helplessness and panic.

Zhou Mengyao never expected that her brilliant career as a professional female racing driver would bring her such a fatal disaster.

The time bomb that was counting down rapidly made Zhou Mengyao feel terrified. She knew that her chances of escaping were very slim. She was so frightened by the horrific and thrilling scene before her that she kept crying.

"I also tattooed your name on the place closest to my heart!" Yao Yumeng's eyes were dull yet revealed a hint of evil charm.

"Ha ha……"

Yao Yumeng let out a creepy and weird laugh, the sound seemed to come from the underworld, giving Zhou Mengyao goose bumps all over her body.

"My goddess, do you know the pain of not being able to love someone?"

As Yao Yumeng spoke, he took out a shiny knife from his body.

The sharp blade flashed a cold light in the dim abandoned warehouse, like the fangs of a devil, which frightened Zhou Mengyao so much that cold sweat dripped down her forehead and her heart instantly rose to her throat.

Zhou Mengyao opened her big, kazilan eyes wide, staring at the crazy Yao Yumeng with fear on her face, her tears still uncontrollably flowing down her flawless and beautiful cheeks.

"Can you understand how I feel, being tortured by endless thoughts every day and night?"

Yao Yumeng kept waving the extremely sharp knife in front of Zhou Mengyao while muttering to herself. Every time she swung the blade, it seemed to cut Zhou Mengyao's delicate skin. This horrific scene almost scared Zhou Mengyao to death.

At this moment, Zhou Mengyao, who was in a desperate situation, felt an unprecedented despair surging in her heart.

There was a kind of despair that seemed to be getting no response from heaven or earth. This damn helplessness made Zhou Mengyao, who was once an invincible figure in the women's motorcycle racing field, almost collapse and go crazy.

"Damn it!"

"This damn lunatic!"

"Help! Who can save me now?!"

Zhou Mengyao was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly, her body shaking constantly. She was in unprecedented despair and prayed secretly in her heart in panic.

"Tear it apart..."

Yao Yumeng suddenly tore off the tape wrapped around Zhou Mengyao's mouth. Zhou Mengyao was so scared that she shivered and suddenly opened her tearful eyes.

Zhou Mengyao was terrified as she watched her crazy and enthusiastic fan Yao Yumeng cut off a strand of her hair with a sharp knife, which scared her so much that she started crying.

Immediately afterwards, the sick and insane Yao Yumeng was seen opening his mouth with a horrifying smile on his face and eating Zhou Mengyao's hair into his stomach.

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao was terrified to the extreme.

After eating the hair, Yao Yumeng licked her lips with her tongue, revealing a satisfied and morbid smile.

"My goddess, is this what you smell like?"

"I have your hair in my body now. This way, we can go to the underworld together. I will also be entangled with your hair, so we will not be separated in the underworld, hehe..."

Yao Yumeng's terrifying laughter made Zhou Mengyao feel as if she was in an ice cellar and she trembled all over.

"Uh……"

Zhou Mengyao bravely opened her red lips and said tremblingly: "I don't want to die yet, I beg you to let me go, okay?"

Yao Yumeng rolled her eyes, her body twitched uncontrollably, she tilted her neck to admire the beautiful Zhou Mengyao, grinned weirdly and said, "It doesn't matter whether you want to die or not, what matters is that I want to take you with me to die!"

"Ha ha……"

Yao Yumeng's eerie laughter echoed in the abandoned warehouse, so ethereal and creepy.

Zhou Mengyao gasped and begged for mercy in tears: "I am a woman, and you are also a woman. Why do you like me so obsessively?"

Yao Yumeng seemed to be sensitive to Zhou Mengyao's words. She lifted the sleeve of her right arm and saw that the tattoo on her arm was actually an intricate ♂ male gender symbol.

"Even Jesus can't stop me from loving you, let alone gender?!"

Zhou Mengyao was once again shocked to the point that her scalp went numb. She could never have imagined that the flower tattoo on Yao Yumeng's right arm was composed of countless ♂male gender symbols, densely packed and arranged in a disordered manner.

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao was stunned.

Yao Yumeng smiled crazily, then gently stroked Zhou Mengyao's beautiful face and said crazily: "My love for you is my business. Does it have anything to do with gender?"

Zhou Mengyao trembled and said, "I beg you to calm down and shut down the time bomb first, okay?

Unexpectedly, Yao Yumeng said in shock: "I'm sorry, my goddess!"

"Once this time bomb is activated, it cannot be turned off. As soon as the countdown ends, it will send us to another world with a bang."

"I have been planning for a whole year to die with you, and today I can finally get my wish!"

"You must also want to accompany me to embrace the new world, right?"

Zhou Mengyao was completely desperate after hearing this. She looked at the crazy Yao Yumeng with tears in her eyes and replied with hatred: "We can never be together, not even in death!"

"You are a lunatic. Only a psychopath would be willing to die with you. Let me go now!"

"I don't want to die with a psychopath like you!"

Yao Yumeng seemed to be irritated by Zhou Mengyao's words. Her neck was twisted and she rolled her eyes. She was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She roared hysterically, which scared Zhou Mengyao.

Yao Yumeng, who was filled with anger, suddenly cut his left wrist with a sharp knife. Bright red blood immediately flowed out, flowing down Yao Yumeng's dry and thin wrist and dripping onto the mottled concrete floor.

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao was shocked again.

Yao Yumeng's morbid and crazy behavior, coupled with the crazy countdown of the time bomb, made Zhou Mengyao feel suffocated and terrified to the extreme.

Then, Yao Yumeng, who had gone completely crazy, threw the sharp knife in his hand to the ground with a clang, and began to write on Zhou Mengyao's fair cheek with the fingers of his right hand, dipping the blood flowing from his left wrist.

"Uh……"

Zhou Mengyao was so frightened that she dared not move. She closed her eyes tightly and trembled. She didn't dare to cry out loud, but she couldn't stop her tears.

Yao Yumeng wrote the word "love" on Zhou Mengyao's face with her blood. The font was just like her crazy personality, crooked and looked very creepy.

"Please let me go!"

"If you really like me, please let me go, okay?"

Zhou Mengyao, who was tied to a chair, pleaded helplessly and desperately, but the kidnapper Yao Yumeng, who had gone completely crazy, was completely indifferent.

In a dimly lit abandoned warehouse.

Yao Yumeng's behavior became more and more crazy. Her face was pale and her eyes were flashing with strange light, as if she was driven by some invisible force. Her fingers dipped in her own bright red blood and continued to write the chilling word "love" on Zhou Mengyao's body.

Zhou Mengyao's body was completely stiff, her eyes were tightly closed, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the blood on her face. Her heart was filled with fear and helplessness, but she could only silently endure this endless torture.

Yao Yumeng seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. She was muttering something like a spell from hell. She kept using her own blood to write the horrible word "love" on Zhou Mengyao's skin with her fingers dipped in blood.

Soon, Zhou Mengyao's body was covered with the word "love" written by Yao Yumeng with her own blood, which looked very horrifying.

This scene has an extremely weird visual sense and looks even more creepy than the scenes in horror movies. It is so fucking scary and thrilling.

The crazy and mad Yao Yumeng seemed to have forgotten the passage of time. She focused on writing the word "love" in blood over and over again, as if she wanted to engrave her love deeply into Zhou Mengyao's skin.

However, Yao Yumeng's love has become twisted and morbid, which makes Zhou Mengyao feel creepy.

In this abandoned warehouse filled with blood and horror, the strong smell of blood made Zhou Mengyao feel nauseous. She cried and tried to dissuade him, "Stop it now! Don't keep writing on my body with blood!"

"If you continue to bleed, you will soon die from excessive blood loss!"

"I beg you to stop!"

"Take this damn time bomb off my body before you lose too much blood and fall into shock. I'm really going crazy because of you, a lunatic!"

However, Yao Yumeng, whose face was pale due to excessive blood loss, seemed not to hear Zhou Mengyao's crying and begging, and just continued her crazy behavior.

The outside world seemed to be isolated from this dilapidated warehouse. No sound could disturb this couple who were entangled by fate.

Only Yao Yumeng's frantic whispers, Zhou Mengyao's sobs, and the sound of dripping blood echoed in this rotten and moldy space, creating a weird and terrifying atmosphere.

I don’t know how long it took.

Yao Yumeng, with a mysterious and evil smile on her face, finally stopped what she was doing. She stared blankly at her own masterpiece, as if she was very satisfied with her twisted and morbid behavior.

"Haha..." Yao Yumeng's horrible laughter was already weak.

Yao Yumeng, who was completely consumed by madness, eventually collapsed in front of Zhou Mengyao due to excessive blood loss. Even as she was dying, a terrifying and evil smile was still on her face.

"Uh..." A trace of fear flashed across Zhou Mengyao's eyes.

The time bomb tied to Zhou Mengyao's body was counting down to the last five minutes, which made her feel unprecedented despair and fear.

"Woooo..."

Before she died, all Zhou Mengyao could think of was Lin Lang's tall and handsome figure. When she thought that she would soon be separated from Lin Lang, Zhou Mengyao couldn't stop crying.

"Woooooooo..."

Zhou Mengyao, who was completely in despair, cried helplessly and sadly, "Lin Lang, don't you know a little about divination and metaphysics? Can you tell fortunes?"

"How come I was kidnapped by this crazy woman? Now I'm almost killed by a time bomb, and you haven't appeared to save me yet, wuwuwu..."

"Lin Lang, I'm almost blown to death now, and I haven't even told you in person that I love you!"

"Woooo..."

"I no longer have the chance to tell you in person that I love you, wuwuwu..."