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Chapter 1787 Unscrupulous

play hard

Mr. Liao trembled, and for a moment he lost the courage to turn around.

He is afraid.

Fear is a normal reaction.

It's dark.

The room is dark and it's too late.

Everything is black.

In the dark space, there seemed to be two people left.

Chen Fan and him.

With a thud, Mr. Liao's arm was locked and he posed a form of Jesus on a cross diagonally upwards.

He didn't dare to move at all. Or he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

He couldn't even tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

Because all this comes too realistic.

"What are you going to do..."

Mr. Liao felt that he was like a teenage mouse in the laboratory at this time. Although he didn't look cute at all, he would die at any time but he was the same.

"Ghost escape, killing."

Chen Fan said quietly, pulled out a chair from the corner, and still sat aside.

"You don't have to worry, it's all hallucinations, but hallucinations can still kill people."

Chen Fan showed a sneer on his lips, crossed his legs, and looked at him quietly, "Do you know, those who did evil things during their lifetime will be tortured in hell after they die, and their pain and cruelty are far beyond ordinary people's imagination. I think anyone who has truly seen that scene will never do evil again."

"I'm not a person who does evil things. If you say that, I'm not afraid."

"But I'm a bad guy."

Chen Fan smiled humbly, and his body leaned forward slightly, "Since Devadatta's incident, my reputation has become much greater. They gave me a nickname called "Pluto". There are many reasons why I have such a nickname, but in comparison, I still prefer the four words "Northern Ghost King". You are Gallo's man, so I think you should have some understanding of his affairs. Do you know why he regards me as a thorn in his eyes? Because, he wants to get my body, yes, maybe, I really won't die. Even if I die, it's easy to live again. In my slightly dying memory, I have been forced into a desperate situation several times, but in the end, I came back to life at the most critical moment. They are very scared, so they are

I don't think I am a living person. They think that I am the ancestor of zombies and the ancestor of corpses, but the ancestor of corpses is also the ancestor of corpses. Why do you still call me the King of Ghosts? Is this just a title? Obviously not. The reason why people call me the King of Ghosts is because I have the ability to command ghosts. Why do I have such ability? Because, I am more cruel, more fierce and worse than those ghosts. Even the evil ghosts from the depths of hell will avoid me when they see me, but you, the things that are worse than pigs and dogs, always come to provoke me? If I take a step back, you will go further until I have no choice but to retreat and come to the door, but you still confidently set up a trap for me to play with "please fall into the trap". Do you think you are amazing? Are you not you?

Do you think the Northern Ghost King is just a false reputation? Are you a bit too much of a bully?”

Chen Fan flipped his hand and added a knife in his hand. He gently wiped it a few times on the back of his hand. Then, he lowered his head and tried the blade with his thumb. "Killing a person is very simple, so simple that it is boring. In my first half of my life, I took off 7,864 heads with my own hands, which made the sound of the ghost sword and lonely phoenix shook the world. Now, I follow the changes of the times, abide by the law, and I don't kill anyone, so you are very lucky, but this is also your misfortune, because there is a kind of pain that I can't die."

"You...what are you going to do..."

Mr. Liao's breathing became rapid and his face was as white as paper.

"Do you know what the cruel punishment is in this world?"

Chen Fan sneered, "Some people say that Ling Chi was executed. It was painful to cut people to death with more than a thousand knives. But I tell you that as early as the Ming Dynasty, there were more terrible punishments than Ling Chi's execution. At that time, when a person committed an unforgivable crime, he would be hung up and hung on a high wooden stake. Then, the executioner would cut his butt with a knife, pull out his cecum, then tie a knot, and then hang it on a big iron hook with a stone. Over time, his intestines would be pulled out bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, and bit by bit. That scene was terrible..."

Chen Fan laughed sinisterly, "But that's too disgusting after all. I don't like it. Do you know, for you, I specially summoned evil ghosts from hell. They are veterans who are digging their hearts."

Chen Fan said, Liu Dada walked to the man, raised his hand, and the sound of the chain stirring appeared. Mr. Liao was raised a lot. Chen Fan stretched out his hand, and picked up his suit with bǐ    shǒu in his hand, and directly picked up his suit. In an instant, bái    nèn's flesh was exposed. Chen Fan gestured on the man's belly with a knife, and said, "Here, open a hole, and only the fist can be stuffed in, and then, that slim

The black hand like a bird's claw went in from here, pulling out the intestines, one after another, one after another, and after it was pulled out, then it was plated on the hand, and it was plated on the side, then it was plated on the side until…”

"No...don't say it...don't say it..."

There was a tick and the sound of falling into the water. Unknown liquid was lying down along Mr. Liao's trousers. Chen Fan knew that he was scared and his fear came from the truth. He knew that he had the ability and determination to do such a thing.

"I will tell you what you want to know. Please give me a chance..."

Mr. Liao closed his eyes and did not dare to open it. He was already so scared that he couldn't hold back his shit and urine. At this time, he began to understand what Chen Fan said. Indeed, death is not scary, but what is really scary is that he can't die.

"Who is that woman?"

Chen Fan was also considered to be face-saving. After sneering for a moment, he looked up and asked.

"Michiko Sakai, an island native born in China, is also a student taught by Gallo. She is Gallo's lover. Now, Gallo has fallen, and the company is in her hands, and she is the company's substantial controller."

"What does she have to do with you?"

"She...she is me...my boss...not...to be precise...to be precise...I, I am not her person...I am Mr. Gallo's confidant, in name, helping her, but actually monitoring her...she has always known this...she dared not kill me because she was afraid that Gallo would suspect her. In fact, I had already felt that she had been trying to win over me and asked me to help him do things..."

Mr. Liao pursed in his throat and swallowed, "That woman...that woman...is not...that woman...is not a good thing...you should understand what I mean...she, she is a person who uses any means to achieve her goals..."
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