Chapter 657 [Chapter of the Fatal Game] One Hundred and Six: The Most Evil Resentment Body

At the same time, on the other side.

Exquisite Nestor always stood behind the one-way glass, looking at Chen Yan who was always sitting there motionless, and his inner discomfort became more intense.

Chen Yan couldn't do nothing and just wait here to die.

But he really didn't do anything! He just sat there with his eyes closed!

It wasn't until there was a loud noise outside the isolation prison that Exquish Nestor frowned and turned his head and looked in the direction outside the door.

The door was opened, and an Exquisite Nestor stumbled in in a panic. Before he could reach him, his head exploded with a "bang".

The unknown liquid splashed all over him. He raised his hand thoughtfully and looked at the liquid on the back of his hand. He saw that the part where the skin and the liquid were in contact began to corrode from slow to rapid.

When his eyes focused, he could already see the numerous white bones under the skin at the corroded location.

He felt no pain -

The clothes he is wearing now are one of his strongest clothes, allowing him to ignore all pain.

He watched helplessly as the liquid flowing out of the corroded parts of his body gathered in his chest.

He took off his clothes and saw that a sarcoma the size of a fingernail had grown out of nowhere on his chest and heart. When the sarcoma grew to the size of a palm at a speed visible to the naked eye, strange-looking facial features appeared.

"Exquisite Nestor."

The sarcoma opened, and when it opened, the entire sarcoma changed again - the "face" of the sarcoma seemed to be covered with a layer of white powder, a red and swollen blush appeared around the mouth, and the eyes seemed to be painted with red and green colors

eye shadow.

This is a clown.

Was it the one that Exquish Nestor had not killed before?

His red and swollen mouth opened and closed, and he let out a young and hoarse laugh:

"You killed so many people, how do you explain it to your superiors?"

Axequish Nestor looked at the sarcoma with disgust in his eyes and did not want to answer his question at all:

"For a bed bug like you, it would be better for you to go back to the sewer."

As he spoke, he held the tumor with his backhand and tore it off from his chest.

Unexpectedly, the lower body of the sarcoma clown had become parasitic in his heart. With this sudden tear, the entire heart was pulled out of his chest.

His eyes were shaking violently due to the trauma to his heart, but he did not feel any pain from this.

Until now, he felt that wearing this outfit today was a wise decision.

"Ha ha!"

The sarcoma clown moved his lower body and said:

"Axequish Nestor, let's make a deal! I will resurrect those who have just died in the prison and share the [golden rafters] with you. In exchange, you will sign a contract with me that will not be used during my term of office.

A friendly pact to attack each other!”

Axequish Nestor suddenly said:

"You are the [Ultimate Evil Resentment Body]!"

What exactly is the [Ultimate Evil Resentment Body]?

Exquish Nestor probably knew that the spirits that were born from the resentment of the prisoners over the past few decades had already become god-like existences.

"I am not a god, but just the will of the prisoners."

Sarcoma Clown said:

"Prisoners hope to benefit from prison, rather than a dictator like you transforming the prison into your ideal utopia - that is something no one wants to see."

Exquisite Nestor originally thought that the sarcoma clown would be a special transcendent prisoner who had been lurking in prison for a long time. He did not expect that the legendary [Ultimate Evil Resentment Body] would directly talk to him, out of concern for the other party's identity.

Thinking about it, Exquisite Nestor had the idea of ​​​​talking to Him.

"I want absolute order and Chen Yan's normal execution."

Sarcoma Clown said:

"It's absolutely no problem. The prisoners don't care whether Chen Yan dies."

Exquisite Nestor denies it:

"But the prisoners are very concerned about the impact of Chen Yan's death on them. This is one of the reasons why they gathered to resist me today."

The sarcoma clown seemed to suddenly become interested and asked with a smile:

"Do you know anything else about the prisoners' thoughts?"

Axequish Nestor nodded. His in-depth investigation of the prisoners' identities gave him absolute confidence in analyzing the motivations of the prisoners' behavior:

"Those who really hold power among the prisoners, whether they are normal people or extraordinary people, they hope that Yanan City Public Prison will become their country within a country, because everything done here can ignore any constraints from the outside world - regardless of

Neither the law nor the no-fight agreement has any control over this building."

He continued:

"They hope to use this convenience as their own protective umbrella to transform the prison into the largest underground intelligence trading market in Yanan City. In addition to controlling the intelligence with clear value, they also need to clearly mark the price of the intelligence with unclear value.

And collect commissions - this is the fundamental reason for the emergence of [Golden Rafters].

They also hope to transform the prison into the largest dirty work processing workshop in Yanan City. They can do whatever they want to people without the control of the law and no-fight covenants, and use their methods to extract information from people's mouths.

Say anything out of it and squeeze all the value out of a person.

As for their targets - they always find a way to get their targets into this prison.

When they succeed, Yanan City Public Prison will become their paradise."

The sarcoma clown laughed and said:

"You know it very well!"

Exquish Nestor said:

"The third point is also the most fundamental reason why most prisoners are resisting me today - most prisoners think they can get a share of the benefits of resistance, but they don't understand at all. They are just being bullied by you and your minions.

He ruined his life by holding him hostage.

Most of the prisoners thought that their resistance to me today would lead to a better future for them, and even thought that I would not dare to launch a large-scale attack on them because I was about to become the warden, and no warden had just

He launched a major purge upon taking office.

They are gambling with their lives.

There are other weights in this gamble, which are the ‘others’ who are being coerced by them to launch resistance, and they are groups that have nothing to do with their interests for the time being.”

Axequish Nestor looked at the sarcoma clown with disgust in his eyes:

"Their deaths are meaningless, but they have dealt a real blow to me. After this incident, I will face a trial from my superiors. From this point of view, you have won.

They thought they could get a piece of the pie from those in power after resisting, but they didn't know that they were only worth being used."

"This is what gave birth to you."

Axequish Nestor looked at the sarcoma clown fiercely:

"Stupid greed and bottomless desire are the amniotic fluid that gave birth to you!"

He said, ignoring the angry screams of the sarcoma clown, and crushed him and his parasitized heart together.
Chapter completed!