Subconsciously hiding here as an emperor, no wonder it is so manic.

Fei Nan looked to the other side, where two unsightly guards dragged a woman who looked exactly like He Min out of the crowd and dragged her in front of William Huang.

"Sluts!

William Huang suddenly had an extra gun in his hand, and he directly shot He Min's head.

Looking at all this, Fei Nan shook his head.

The jade hope of revenge is so strong, no wonder his cursor is so red!

Forget it, don't waste time, just deal with him.

Fei Nan strode into the main hall and came to William Huang in one step.

William Huang saw Fei Nan who suddenly appeared in front of him, and a hateful expression suddenly appeared on his face.

This is his subconscious, there will be no disguise, cover-up and other operations, and his emotions are the most direct.

"Damn it!"

William Huang raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger again and again on Fei Nan in front of him.

Boom!

Boom!

Bang bang!

Bullets whizzed, but this time, none of them hit Fanan.

With his hands behind his back, Fei Nan didn't move, but the bullets were suspended in front of him.

Although this is William Huang's subconscious dream, he doesn't know how to manipulate the dream to fight back, and Fei Nan is mentally calculated or unintentional, and his psychology and spirit are far stronger than him, so he naturally can't hurt Fei Nan.

After emptying the bullets in the magazine, William Huang looked at the unscathed Fernan, and became even more furious, threw away the pistol, snatched a knife from the guard on the side, and slashed at Fernan's head.

There was still no movement, but when William Wong's knife came to a position three inches above his head, it stopped, and could no longer fall even a little.

Huang William's face was flushed, but he couldn't shake the long knife in his hand.

"Obsessed!"

Fei Nan snorted, his eyes froze, and the long knife above his head shattered in response, turning into bits and pieces, crashing in all directions, instantly piercing the heads of dozens of guards.

Poof!

Poof!

The guards lay silently on the ground, but no one paid attention to them, and the rest of the guards drew their weapons and looked at Feinan.

And the long queue of people of all kinds is still conscientious, playing the role of being judged.

"Ahh

William Huang's screams resounded throughout the hall, his hands shattered by the shattered hilt of his sword, and blood gushed out.

Holding the ground on his elbows, he crawled backwards desperately, shouting in horror: "Kill him!"

The guards raised their weapons and rushed towards Fernan.

The huge door at the back of the hall was pushed open, and several groups of guards with spears and wearing the uniforms of English lobster soldiers stepped out of it, stood in several rows, aimed at Faynand, and started a burst of fire.

Fei Nan's thought moved, and he looked at the feet in front of him, and a complex iron box made of red and gold and metal appeared in front of him, but when he raised his foot to step on it, he stepped on it, as if he was stepping on a phantom.

Raising an eyebrow, he realized that in other people's dreams, there is no way to appear unknown.

Just like William Huang has never seen a blue elephant and never thought about it, then in his subconscious dreams, this thing will not appear.

After thinking about it, Fernan looked to his right hand, and a heavy machine gun appeared in his hand.

The ground beneath his feet began to rise, turning into a massive ammunition box, from which the chain of bullets extended and submerged into the machine gun in his hand.

Under William Wong's horrified gaze, Fernan pulled the trigger, and the bullet rushed out of the muzzle like a scorching line of fire.

He turned the muzzle of his gun, and the bullet turned into a flaming whip, instantly breaking the waist of the guards who rushed in front of him, breaking them in half.

The people in the long queue were not frightened, they did not shout, they just watched the scene quietly.

After turning the muzzle of the gun and breaking the lobster soldier into pieces, Fernan discarded the machine gun and strode towards William Wong.

He was leaning on the throne, looking at Fei Nan in horror, like looking at a Hellblood Demon God.

"Don't kill me!"

His eyes were full of fear, and he could feel that the pure killing intent from Fernan, was approaching him step by step.

Striding in front of him, Fei Nan grabbed him, pressed him in front of a guard who was broken in two, and snorted coldly: "You take a good look, who is he?"

No blood was coming out of the guards, their visors were peeling off, and each of them had the face of William Wong.

Huang William looked at the crowd not far away in horror, and those who were waiting for the trial also raised their faces, with a look of horror, each of them was Huang William, making the same expression as Huang William.

"Everyone you judge is yourself!"

Fei Nan shouted: "You are the one who deserves to be judged!"

With his words, all the Huang Williams who were waiting for the trial also opened their mouths in unison, pointing at Huang William and yelling: "You deserve to die the most!"

With his mouth wide open in astonishment, William Huang let out a ghostly howl that did not look like a human being, and desperately climbed to the throne behind him.

However, the throne began to extend upwards countless steps, and no matter how much he climbed, he could not reach the top.

The hall began to crumble, and the ground began to fall, leaving only the pitch-black throne in the center and William Huang desperately climbing up.

Fernan stepped on the void and watched him silently.

William Huang crawled out of breath, his movements getting slower and slower.

He looked longingly at the throne above, but the seemingly finite but actually infinite staircase formed a moat, making it impossible for him to return.

He looked down and saw that the ground of the original hall had completely collapsed, and below it was a pitch-black and bottomless abyss that led to an unknown place.

Aside from the walls and pillars around the main hall, all that remained was the ground on which the throne beneath him was, perched on a stone pillar that stretched beneath the abyss.

Thundered!

With a tremble, the stone pillar also began to fall downward, along with the throne.

Exhausted, William Huang panicked and desperately climbed up, but could not rise at all.

"Don't!

He shouted in despair, and could only watch himself and the throne sink into the endless abyss.

The Huang Williams who were being judged appeared above the abyss, looking down at him who had fallen into the abyss expressionlessly, and shouted in unison: "You are the most damned! You are the most damned!"

William Wong crawled on the stairs, no longer climbing, muttering to himself: "I deserve to die, I deserve to ......die"

Then, as if he agreed with this sentence, he began to cry.

"I'm the most damned! I'm the most damned!"

He watched in despair at the light above the abyss, until it fell into darkness.

......

In reality, Fei Nan gently removed his finger and quietly stared at William Huang.

The psychological suggestion has been planted, and next, it is up to William Huang to do so.

He held the gun in a daze, his eyes were empty, but then he shuddered and came back to his senses.

Seeing Fei Nan in front of him and the pistol in his hand, he screamed as if he had been stung by a scorpion, let go and threw away the gun.

"Oh yes, I'm the most damned, I'm the most damned!"

Suddenly he screamed loudly, slapped his head and face desperately, and cried and laughed like a madman.

"I'm the most damned! I'm the most damned!"

He yelled, suddenly turned and ran downstairs, stumbling down the stairs and breaking his head and bleeding.

He immediately got up, as if he didn't notice, and continued to run down crying and laughing, until he ran out of the building, and his shouts could be heard.