"As I said, I would never be with you!"

The wound was throbbing all the time, cold sweat was dripping on the sheets, and Li Sen's face was pale, and he had been enduring the great pain.

"Much like your father, you and he almost both have a tendency to never admit defeat, so he often doesn't follow my orders, which gives me a lot of headaches," Miyamoto sneered, "However, there is one thing that is different from him. ”

He pinched Lisen's chin so hard that he almost crushed it.

"You have too many weaknesses, Lester, and while they can make you a flesh-and-blood soul, emotions make you cowardly! However, this is exactly the weapon I can use to break into your heart! ”

His eyes were terrifying, as if he had seen through all the thoughts in Li Sen's heart, Li Sen seemed to have his spleen gouged out, and the empty body was laid out in front of him.

Li Sen clung to the sheets, his body trembling slightly, sweat soaking through his clothes.

Gosuke Miyamoto grabbed Li Sen's hair violently, and said in a cold tone in his ear, "What if I told you that he was still alive? ”

This sentence can completely destroy his heart, as if he grabbed the quenching fire in the darkness, but burned himself.

Even though he knew that there was a lot of fog and traps ahead, he would still choose a moth to fight the fire.

"He's alive, Lisen, he's in my hands."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes were already bloodshot, and suddenly pulled out a sly smile: "I don't believe it." ”

"Of course I know you won't believe it," Gosuke Miyamoto let go of his hand, "So, I'll let you believe it now, how?" ”

The cold, damp palm touched his forehead, and there was a strange continuous music in his ears, like a sigh, and like the sound of raindrops, which was extremely clear in the empty secret room.

The mess of his mind slowly settled back into his heart, and he lay on the bed, his eyes tightly closed, his heart almost beating out of his chest.

"As you wish, your father, always alive ......"

The sound seemed to come from hell, burrowing into his ears like a ghost, constantly echoing in his ears.

It's an eerie scene, but it's really scary.

Li Sen entered the secret room, the gunshot wound in his chest was still intense, and the blood beads oozed gauze and dripped onto the floor, and the sound was very harsh.

He walked slowly against the wall, and a thick smell of musty and rust came to his face, and he covered his mouth and nose and coughed violently.

But his footsteps did not stop, and he walked into a narrow and dark passageway, and suddenly his fingers touched a sticky patch, and he saw that there was a layer of bloody human skin hanging on the wall.

Groping in the dark, he vaguely saw that the layer of human skin on the wall was already showing signs of decay, and was exuding an indescribable smell.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet, and he was cold, and a blinding light shone in, and he opened his eyes to see that he was in an ice room.

The interior of the university had a strong smell of formalin, and the neatly arranged ice tanks were in the center of his sight.

The transparent glass reflects the harsh light, and the cold water is soaked in various human organs, floating in the center of the water.

There was a huge ice bucket standing in the middle, covered with a layer of white cloth that covered it tightly, and cold smoke drifted directly above it.

Li Sen walked over slowly, put his hand on top of the ice bucket, and the cold air rushed to his palms and burrowed into his body, making him cold.

He lifted the white cloth, and there was a male body sitting cross-legged in the bucket, and the whole person was frozen in the huge bucket, and the cold was overwhelming.

"Father's ......"

He gave up on his legs and knelt down, his fingers caressing through the glass, and he couldn't stop crying.

The frozen male body had a similar appearance to him, his face was pale, completely lifeless, like a shell of a soul removed, sitting there quietly, his eyes closed, motionless.

Li Sen knelt there, lying weakly on the bucket, his whole consciousness seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool, at his mercy, as he went deeper, his whole thought seemed to be hollowed out, leaving only the frozen male body in his mind.

The familiar voice sounded again, and the eerie music drilled into his ears, constantly tapping at his every nerve.

"Father!"

Lyssen woke up sweating profusely, still in the same secret room, still lying on the rusty hospital bed.

Miyamoto Gosuke's eyes were like dark nights like they were about to devour him, his lips slowly moved, and a deep voice sounded: "How is it, you believe it this time, right?" ”

Lyssen didn't come back to his senses at all, and when he remembered the frozen room just now, he clutched his head in pain, his voice hoarse.

“…… What did you do to me?! ”

"I just showed you what you wanted to see."

He chuckled faintly, and seemed very pleased with Lysen's pain.

"My father...... He, I saw him soaked in sulfuric acid and burned alive, how could it be...... "How can he still be alive?"

"I have a way to make him choose to commit suicide, and there is a way to let him live!" He laughed coldly, "However, freezing him is a punishment for him, a punishment for betraying me!" ”

He said coldly, looking at Li Sen meaningfully: "He is atoning for his sins, Lester, only you can save him!" ”

Expiation?

How could a sinful person let someone else atone for their sins?

Li Sen clutched his head tightly, and his whole body trembled.

"Now, have you thought about it?"

Miyamoto Wusuke had been waiting for Li Sen's answer, and he seemed to be enduring great pain, cold sweat was dripping, and his brain seemed to be controlled, making him unconsciously recall the scene just now, the frozen room, his father, the organs, the smell......

After he came to his senses, all the details shattered into countless pieces, like countless small hammers, constantly hitting every nerve of him, making him feel pain like never before.

There was a rush of footsteps, and a figure came to the bottom of the steps of the secret room, and a pair of boots slowly walked in front of Miyamoto Gosuke, who had a small cart at hand, on which was placed a plate, in which were various tools and syringes.

"Father, what you want."

Miyamoto said with his head down, pushed the cart in front of him, and reached out to hold up the arrangement.

Gosuke Miyamoto gave him a look, and then he walked over to Rissen's bed and relocked his handcuffs.

Just as he touched the handcuffs, Li Sen raised his head sharply and quickly pushed the plate, and all the tools on it were scattered on the ground, and a noisy sound sounded.

"Father!" Miyamoto was shocked.