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The eyes of the girls whose hands and feet were tied were full of horror.

Their eyes widened, tears and horror flashed in their eyes, and T-Bone Ling wrung his brows as he stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

She watched as the girl was restrained by the young man with iron bands and stripped of her clothes.

Then he pressed somewhere on the table, and the advanced in the originally smooth iron wall slowly slid out of the drawer, and the young man took out the knife from it. The knife was very thin, as thin as a wing, and he pressed down, and the steel plate that held the girl to the bed board just big enough for one person was lifted up, and the girl stood up.

She was facing the cell, and they could see it all.

The girl shook her head and screamed, trying to shake her body, but she only choked with a whining in her mouth. And the neck was also covered by the young man's neck guard.

The body of the girl's **** appeared in front of them.

"I'll try first, the edge of the knife is not sharp." The young man smiled gracefully, and the smile on his lips was as gentle as a gentleman.

The test knife he said was to slowly slice a thin knife into the girl's skin.

"The baby before was so bad, I only cut three hundred and sixty-two knives and she ran out of gas, I really don't want to be petted. Hopefully you'll be able to hold on a little longer, baby. A piece of flesh came out, but not much, he stroked the girl's face and said gently.

He seems to be very familiar with the blood vessels and distribution of the human body, and deliberately avoided the blood vessels when he went under the knife, so the blood just flowed at random, not much.

At first, his speed was still very slow, starting from the thicker fat on the girl's body, stabbing after stabbing, his demeanor was focused and serene.

The girl's sore forehead was sweating, and she almost wanted to faint, but she was awakened by him with a knife.

"Can't you hold on to sleeping? As soon as I fall asleep, my muscles will subconsciously tighten, which will slow me down? The young man said softly, the girls here had despair in their eyes, and tears cut their entire cheeks, but they had no effect.

"Like it? This scene? Ding Guling also smacked his tongue, this was very similar to the punishment in the eighteenth layer of hell in the ghost realm, and even more so. At least ghosts are not as afraid of pain as humans, and there are ghosts to protect themselves. As she gathered her eyes, the voice of the original owner with red-eyed eyes came to her ears.

As soon as she turned her head, her eyes burst into fullness, staring at her blood-red, no more than a foot away from her.

She took a deep breath and began. "Can you be normal, don't be scary."

Ghosts are scary, and they will scare people to death. All right! She's a demon and can't be scared to death, but she doesn't want to be suddenly stimulated.

The wide red eyes turned, and his gaze stayed on her, and the face surrounded by blood-colored mist showed a grim smile, which was very terrifying. "Will the Demon King still be afraid of my little resentful spirit?"

T-Bone Spirit didn't look at her. Angry ried back. "I'm in your body now, not a demon."

If it's a demon, does she think she can stand here properly? She had already punched or slapped her.

There was a girl next to her who couldn't stand it anymore and fainted. She turned her head and stared at the young man, who only glanced at the situation and continued to use the knife on the girl.

And the girl had already slice seventy or eighty pieces of meat, which were thinly placed on a plate next to her. The youth continued, the girl had no desire to survive, her eyes widened, as if she couldn't even feel pain! No! It was the pain that was extreme, and it had become stiff.

Only then did Ding Guling know what this pervert meant by hundreds of pieces of meat, when people are alive, hundreds of pieces of meat!

Why does this kind of deadly torture still exist, and why does anyone do it?

She couldn't help but close her eyes and feign fainting to investigate the memories of the resentful spirit.

She also knew about this torture, a long time ago, before the Republic of China, this torture still existed. But I've never seen it, and I didn't expect to see it this time.

Wraith's memory is short, as short as a few minutes for her to read her entire life.

Because her resentment was not formed since childhood, but appeared when she was caught by a pervert.

The resentful spirit is called Meiyun, her parents are both teachers, and her family is also a well-off family, so the first eighteen years of life were very ordinary and peaceful.

She, like most children, is well-behaved, sensible, and obedient. He is a good boy who is famous around, has his own circle, his own friends.

In addition, her parents are teachers, and she has been exposed to strict tutoring since she was a child, so her life is very ordinary.

The real change came when I was less than 18 years old.

After graduating from the third year of high school, my classmates said that they would graduate soon, and the classmates in the class all said to get together and invite the teacher to have a meal.

All the classmates went, and she happily followed.

She came back a little late that night, and she usually doesn't go out, but she didn't pick her up that night because her parents also had something to do. Coupled with the fact that it was not far from home, she told her parents to go back alone.

But when such a person went back, something went wrong.

On the way home, she was caught by a pervert, and she didn't even know how she was caught. I only knew that she was walking, and she looked like she was about to get home from a distance, but she suddenly lost consciousness.

When she woke up, she found herself tied up in this cell with the same girl beside her.

In the days that followed, it was as if she was living in hell and experiencing a devilish experience.

On the first day she came, she saw a girl who had been cut hundreds of knives by a pervert and couldn't bear to die. The children around her were terrified and frightened, and so was she.

She never thought that something like this would happen to her.

And she doesn't know how many batches were sent here, who is this pervert? They don't know what this place is.

Only when they were tied up in this cell, when it was time to eat, the young men would bring in a plate of food and water, put them in the cell, and let them eat on their stomachs like dogs. In order to survive, they must eat their food in such a mess.

And there are also those who don't eat food, they are hungry that day, and the next day they are pulled out by men and cut countless knives in front of them.

The perverts didn't do it once, it was two hours, and these two hours were nothing short of torture for them, driving them crazy.

Seeing that the girls around them were killed one by one, and there were a few more girls who were newly arrested around them, they were already desperate and didn't dare to expect someone to save them.

On the other side, there were more and more corpses hanging under the white cloth, ten, twenty, neatly arranged like ham.

And then! Finally it was her turn.

She has seen many times that girls have not been killed, but when it was her turn, she was still scared and timid.

She cried, a rag was stuffed in her mouth, tears blurring her vision. She was still crying.

When the cold knife cut into her skin, pain and fear hit her at the same moment, capable of annihilating her.

She couldn't even grit her teeth, bite her tongue, and scream, so she could only choke and cry.

A knife! Two knives.

When her body was cut twenty or thirty times, she was already numb with pain, and despair hit her like flowing water, meandering in her heart.

She couldn't take it anymore and fainted.

However, the thirtieth knife, the thirty-first knife, and the perverted stabs woke her up again.

This feeling is worse than death. Yes, she desperately longed that she could die, and then she couldn't.

And at this time, a police officer finally came to the door, caught the pervert, and she was saved.

Her injuries were so severe that there was almost no flesh on the outside, and she had to undergo skin grafting surgery to save her life in a variety of ways.

The income of her parents and teachers was not high, so she sold her family property and took out all her savings to make her condition better.

Yes, for the better. At this time, three months had passed since she was caught, and because the situation of that scene had frightened her too much, she had been having nightmares and being afraid of that scene.

When she got a little better, her good friends came to see her and brought her some outside things.

For example, the case of perverted homicide caused a sensation throughout My Rabbit, and it was reported everywhere, and she was interviewed by reporters several times, so she can understand it.

But what a good friend brought was not this thing.

It's the online repercussions.

The story of her salvation was written by the reporter and posted on the Internet, and the things written by the reporter were very different from what she said at the time, and the reaction of netizens also deeply hurt her.

She obviously went to a high school party and came home late, but the reporter wrote that she went out to play with friends that day, so she was dressed very beautifully, and her dress was relatively revealing and simple.

Then netizens scolded her, saying that she deserved it, that she went out at night to sell waves, and that she didn't die at the hands of perverts, so as not to be embarrassed.

The knife wound on her body was still aching, and the internal wound in her heart had not completely healed. That nightmare is still in my mind, and now it is stimulated again.

She pursed her lips and fell silent, the door of her heart completely closed, and slowly developed into depression.

When the scars on her body, except for the face, all the scars on her body that were not good appeared in front of everyone, people had completely forgotten about her.

She said in silence that she was living her life and going to college.

However, the university was reluctant to admit her, saying that she had a bad atmosphere, and her classmates were unwilling to let her enroll, and if she did, they would not study.

And because of the pervert's injury, her parents paid her to show her, and she didn't get any compensation or any care. She is the victim, but she lives with contempt in everyone's spitting.

This is an era of national network, with the rapid development of information technology today, people vent on the Internet no matter whether they travel or do anything.

She wanted to be treated fairly, so she wrote about her experience and posted it online. She wanted to study, she hoped that a university would be willing to admit her, but her essay was just sent out, and the fire was on fire, but it was all infamy.

Netizens said that she was famous, that she was a fake, and that she was lying. Obviously, she was still wandering outside in the middle of the night before she was captured by the pervert, saying that she was disheveled, and she must have seduced the pervert, so that the pervert wanted to torture her.

She became unreasonable, and in the face of all kinds of accusations and infamy, she shed tears, swallowed saliva and wanted to cry without tears.

She went to find the Mansion, and with her scores that year, she could have gone to a good university. It's not that she's a poor learner, she just had this accident.

But I also avoided her, avoided her. Every time she was perfunctory, she ran many times for a few months, but she didn't get the college admission.

Her personality became more and more introverted, and she began to resent the unfairness of the world, and netizens who wronged and insulted her reputation on the Internet, she didn't dare to go out, or even dare to go out.

Because people outside always point fingers at her, saying that she is inappropriate and let the pervert be arrested.

If it was just that she was treated unequally, her parents taught honestly for a lifetime, and they were dismissed from the school because of her affairs.

The reason for the dismissal turned out to be that the students were unwilling to attend their classes, saying that they did not teach their daughters well, and they must not be able to teach students well.

There is nothing wrong with the parents, nothing is wrong.

The biggest resentment erupted at the moment when her mother was overwhelmed and jumped from the building.

She looked at her mother's desperate eyes, and she went crazy too.

She scolded, it was the reporters who scribbled, the netizens who scolded, and the ignorant human gossip that made her mother die.

She hates, she resents.

She was going to the school to ask for an explanation, but the news of her mother's death was spread on the Internet, saying that it was because of her disobedience, she was short-tempered, and beat and scolded her mother, so that her mother couldn't stand it and committed suicide.

Everything is pushed on her, everything is pushed on her.

They said on the Internet, why didn't she die, how could such a filthy and shameless person still live well in the world. It's a waste of food and a waste of air.

These insulting words, like a knife from the original slice of her flesh, made Meiyun unable to bear it anymore, and committed suicide in a red dress.

Her hatred, her resentment, is hot and powerful. She hated not one person, not a few people, but everyone.

Ding Guling opened her eyes and wanted to reach out to cover her forehead, but she was tied by a rope and couldn't move, and she remembered her current situation.

The most ruthless human being, the most selfish human being.

Words and ruthlessness kill! So! This task is really much more difficult than the previous one.

Will she destroy the earth and blow up the world to complete the mission?

Meiyun hates countless people, those who spit on her on the Internet, those who distort the facts, those who gossip and gossip.

This memory is indeed very short, because her previous happy life passed in the blink of an eye, and the rest of the book will not be seen for a long time.

She turned to the scene, staring at the blood-red beauty of her eyes. She should be resentful, she was a victim, she didn't enjoy the treatment of a victim, she was still arranged and discussed like this, her mother lost her life for this, and her father lost his job.

It's something to be resentful, she twisted her eyebrows, but what to do to get rid of her resentment.

This resentment is really hard to dissipate! Because maybe even killing all the people who have said her gossip and caused this situation will not be able to erase her resentment.

So, it's a matter of human nature. There is no way to eliminate it.

Lethe, Lethe, what's going on. (To be continued.) )