The ghost-faced man looked at Li Jiang who was kneeling on the ground, with an incredulous expression, "I really didn't expect that the hatred in the world could make people willing to sell their souls." ”

"How can I get revenge?" Li Jiang can't think about it so much now, as long as he can take revenge, what's the harm in selling his soul?

"I can help you, but you have to pay more than just your soul!" The ghost-faced man looked at each other with interest.

When Li Jiang heard that the other party wanted other requirements, he was also helpless in his heart, thinking that he had even sold his soul, what else could he not dedicate?

"You say!" Li Jiang's eyes were blood-red as he stared at the figure in front of him.

"Sacrifice!" The ghost-faced man said heavily, as if he was very scared!

The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and lightning shone frequently above the heads of the two men.

Li Jiang looked at the other party and said sacrifice, the sky seems to be a little wrong! Lightning just flew above the heads of the two of them!

"I promise you!" Of course, Li Jiang knew what sacrifice was, but he still had to die in the end.

The Ghostface nodded in satisfaction, "The day of revenge will be the time for your sacrifice!" ”

The ghost-faced man slowly faded under Li Jiang's sight, and finally disappeared without a trace, as if such a person had never appeared on the roof of the Royal No. 2.

Li Jiang looked at the dark night sky where lightning was intertwined, and his eyes were lost and sad!

In an inconspicuous building on the outskirts of the Royal No. 2 Clubhouse, about twenty kilometers away.

The room was dark, the damp floor was watery, as if it had just been washed, the walls were covered in cobwebs, the musty smell was everywhere, and the layers of fermented wood were rotting and peeling off.

At first glance, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, and it seems to have been forgotten by the world. A black figure appeared in the dilapidated room, and the black figure walked deeper into the room, looking back from time to time to prevent anyone from following.

The black figure walked over to a wall and listened, and there was a painting hanging on the wall, a painting that was so terrifying that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

A naked man was tied to a stake, covered with sharp wooden thorns, and he advanced and exited, but the man did not seem to be dead, but only screamed and screamed in pain, and the black figure in front of the painting seemed to be able to hear the screams of pain in the portrait.

The black figure looked behind him again, and found that there was no one, so he slowly pushed away a stone statue next to the portrait, a very inconspicuous stone statue of Pixiu.

The image splits from the middle to the sides, revealing a stone staircase passage that a black figure follows.

No one could have imagined that there would be such a basement in such an inconspicuous dilapidated house.

The black figure took advantage of the faint torch on the wall and walked deeper into the basement, and the stone steps meander down to a depth of more than twenty meters.

The open basement is brightly lit, and the air is surprisingly fresh, without a hint of biogas.

In the center of the basement, there was a dark curtain blocked by a screen, and the figure who had just entered couldn't see everything behind the dark curtain clearly, and didn't even dare to glance at the dark curtain placed in front of him, and walked towards the dark curtain with his head down.

"Your Excellency!" The black figure made a nervous and beautiful voice, this person was Luo Tianjiao, after the royal number two got rid of Li Jiang, she immediately came to this hidden basement, where she was afraid.

"How's it going?" There was also a voice behind the dark curtain, which was also a woman's voice, different from the trembling sound of Luo Tianjiao, the voice behind the dark curtain made people can't help but bow their heads, and the voice was full of majesty and domineering.

For a woman, domineering is too far-fetched, but the woman behind the dark curtain makes Luo Tianjiao feel undoubted domineering, a momentum that I hold in the world of life and death.

"According to the description of the adult, it is estimated that it is the person the adult is looking for!" Luo Tianjiao knelt on one knee and reported truthfully.

"Estimates?" The voice behind the dark curtain was full of majesty, with a hint of coldness.

Luo Tianjiao lowered her head and didn't dare to answer again, others always thought that she was high, but she didn't know that her so-called high was like mustard in the eyes of the people behind the dark curtain.

"Please condemn your sin!" Luo Tianjiao knew that she would definitely not be able to easily get out of this basement today, thinking of the scars on her face, Luo Tianjiao's heart was full of hatred for the people behind the dark curtain.

When a person suddenly comes into your life one day, takes everything you have worked so hard to get back, and tortures you in every way, and even leaves the imprint of humiliation on you permanently.

For such a person, you have nothing but hatred, and all you have left is fear! For the person behind the dark curtain, Luo Tianjiao no longer dared to have hatred, and some were only deeply jealous.

The punishment that Luo Tianjiao had been waiting for for a long time did not come to her, and she raised her head slightly to look at the dark curtain.

"Bang、、、" Luo Tianjiao felt as if she was flying, yes, it was flying, her brain had not yet reacted from the feeling of flying, her body fell heavily to the ground again, Luo Tianjiao got up from the ground with difficulty, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. Quietly kneeling in place, his eyes full of apologies, but his heart was shocked.

I just glanced at the dark curtain by myself, and then I flew out, without any reaction at all, and I didn't see how the other party made a move!