She still seems to be in a coma, so there is no movement.

There was nothing around but the strong smell of blood.

But they knew it was just that she was tired, so they just took a break.

She would wake up in a moment, and even though she didn't look good, she was peaceful.

But if you wake up, you don't know what the outcome will be.

Now her hands are all handcuffed, and the top is made of iron chains, which I don't know if such handcuffs are strong or not.

After all, this is not an ordinary person, but a skin-painter.

"Why don't we leave before she wakes up. At this time, Suzaku said to him suggestively in his mind.

After Lin Chuan heard her say this, he originally wanted to agree, but when he saw the surrounding environment, he changed his mind in an instant.

"Don't you notice that there are a lot of miniature cameras here, but the number of these things is still increasing, and I think these people are paying attention to this place all the time. When Lin Chuan said this, a deep gaze flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"So, what should we do now?" If they were monitored all the time, even if they took the opportunity to escape now, it would be impossible, and those people would not let them go so easily.

"I think those people have already expected this kind of picture, or rather, they have been planning it for a long time, and I suspect that as soon as we leave, they will let this skin-painter go, otherwise she will not be here as a decoration. When Lin Chuan said this, he showed a contemptuous expression, but he didn't let others notice it.

Since their every move is under the supervision of others, then he must also learn to disguise himself properly, otherwise it will not be good if he is discovered by others.

"I'll just say what they had in mind about tying him here, and that's the case, I'm afraid this chain won't be able to tie her, and it's just for us. After hearing Lin Chuan say this, there was nothing Suzaku didn't understand, they clearly just wanted to watch a show.

If I didn't guess wrong, when they could sneak away, they thought they would win, but they suddenly let go of the Paintskin.

Only then can they come over and laugh at them as a matter of course.

They treat it all like a game, and the two of them are the objects they watch, the objects they play.

If they do sneak away, they'll just do what they want.

"These people think that way, but it doesn't necessarily mean that we will do what he does. Lin Chuan saw that Suzaku also had an indignant look on her face, and he also knew that she had turned this corner, and then comforted her and said.

"I'll leave it to me next, it's just a gamble, maybe. When Lin Chuan said this, a trace of heavy emotion flashed in his eyes.

When Suzaku heard what he said, he almost knew what he was going to do.

If she wasn't mistaken......

At this time, it was as if to validate her idea.

Lin Chuan had already taken out the close-fitting dagger from his body, and those people probably didn't take it away, so it should be that they didn't look down on such a dagger.

But fortunately, there is still a weapon by his side, otherwise he would really be barehanded.

"Lin Chuan, what are you going to do?" After Suzaku saw him like this, he suddenly had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly said.

Lin Chuan didn't seem to hear her voice, and directly inserted the dagger into the brain of the skin-painter.

The skin-painter was already dormant, but he was awakened all of a sudden.

At this time, of course, Lin Chuan did not let go of this opportunity, probably because the grade of this skin-painter ghost was relatively high, so such a blow did not kill her, but it also caused her a lot of serious injuries.

But it didn't matter, because if he couldn't do the first hit, he could still do a second blow.

As if he had already determined this idea, Lin Chuan did not continue to hesitate, and after pulling out the dagger, he continued to insert it into its brain.

Suzaku stared at this scene with wide eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

Even those who watched the play outside widened their eyes a little unexpectedly after seeing this scene.

They don't like to watch this kind of play, they want to see this person being torn apart by that skin ghost.

But why didn't they do what they wanted, but did the opposite, which would make them feel uncomfortable.

Sure enough, at this time, someone began to speak.

"No, I thought you wanted us here because you knew our preferences, but now do you need to explain to us, did you invite us all the way here to see this scene?"

Why is there no picture of that person being torn apart, and all the painted skin ghosts she has carefully offered have died under that person's dagger.

This is not her favorite scene.

Mr. Song, who invited them over, heard the woman's questioning, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he thought that she was his guest, so he endured it.

"This young lady is really sorry to let you see the video that you are not satisfied with, don't worry, I will definitely surprise you next." "Although this man's behavior is indeed unexpected, but the damned person is just a damned, just a paint-skinned ghost, does he think that by killing this one, he will be able to avoid future troubles forever?

What a naïve approach!

"Tell me to go down and release all the things in it, since this person is so ignorant, then he won't even have a chance to watch a play for these people. When Mr. Song said this, there was cruelty in his deep eyes, and those who received his order immediately understood his intentions, nodded at him and hung up the communication.

At this time, Lin Chuan looked at the painted skin ghost in front of him, who had lost any consciousness.

He sighed softly, but he didn't let go completely.

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