In the room that was close to collapse, Qin Ming's somewhat calm laughter kept ringing.

Although Mu Youshan was dead, Qin Ming was still pinching her neck very hard.

This also made Mu Youshan's already slender neck even more like a pinched dough lump.

Then, he let go of a hand, then clenched his fist, and slammed it into Mu Youshan's face again.

It was a long time before he suddenly realized something, and suddenly stopped.

"What am I doing here?"

Qin Ming looked at Mu Youshan, who had fallen to the ground and had been smashed beyond recognition by him, and then he looked at his two flesh-and-blood fists, as if he didn't believe that he had done such a cruel thing.

Breathing suddenly became difficult, and then a large amount of cold sweat flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably.

There is no doubt that the person who killed Mu Youshan was himself.

He did have a strong desire to kill the other party in his heart.

But he didn't want to whip the corpse at all, because in his heart, it was a perverted act.

It's something he's been controlling.

But as a result, he still couldn't control the tyranny in his heart.

And the most terrifying thing is that he didn't even feel anything about it just now, as if he was doing something that went with the flow.

My heart is full of longing for torture and killing, and I feel great pleasure and satisfaction from it.

"Why is this happening? I'm trying to control it, so why would I let this kind of psychology get in the way, what happened to me?

Am I crazy? ”

Qin Ming kept questioning himself in his heart, because he was a human, he was not sneaky.

He wanted to kill Mu Youshan, but killing the other party was enough to appease his anger, far from the point where he had to whip the corpse.

It can be said that this kind of behavior is simply not done by people.

But what frightened Qin Ming the most was this terrifying thought that could dominate his body.

But he didn't dare to think about anything, because he was not very worried about Mu Youshan's boyfriend.

Whether it was a hidden family he had never heard of, or just an ordinary student, he didn't want to encounter any more trouble tonight.

So after covering Mu Youshan's body with a duffel bag, Qin Ming then left here very quickly.

It wasn't long after he left that he heard the sound of a string of tires crushing against the dirt, faintly coming from a distance.

He didn't risk bypassing, but found an abandoned house nearby and hid in.

Not long after Qin Ming hid, a car rushed out of the darkness, and then suddenly stopped in front of an abandoned house.

After the car was stable, a man full of anger jumped out of the car and walked through the yard into the house in a few steps.

After entering, the man first sniffed with his nose like an animal, and obviously, the residual smell of blood could not hide from his nose at all.

"Are you late?"

Wang Quan's gaze fell on the duffel bag that covered something at this time. When he got closer, he bent down slightly and ripped the bag off.

The bag slowly fell to the ground, making a soft noise, revealing Mu Youshan, the miserable corpse.

Turning on the flashlight of the mobile phone, Wang Quan then turned pale, up and down, and observed Mu Youshan's corpse very carefully.

He didn't look like a man who had just witnessed his girlfriend's death, but rather like a forensic doctor preparing to perform an autopsy.

"Why did you become so ugly?

Why do you want to get so disgusting!

You were so beautiful before, so my heart was so moved, I had already decided to make you my precious collection, and I would treasure you forever.

Now what do you want me to do?

You say! You're so disgusting, how do you want me to collect it! ”

As Wang Quan spoke, he suddenly became angry at Mu Youshan's corpse, and then began to stomp on it with his feet.

In the process, there was a constant sound of bones being stepped on and broken from the room.

After venting like this for a while, Wang Quan stopped, and the evil aura on his body became more intense at this time.

"Who killed you?

Is that Qin Ming? ”

Wang Quan seemed to be mentally ill, and began to question Mu Youshan's corpse again.

But obviously, Mu Youshan would not come back to life, and sat up to answer his question.

Wang Quan was in the house, staying for nearly an hour before leaving, Qin Ming didn't know what Wang Quan had done in that room and why he had stayed for so long, but just in case, he had already given up the idea of leaving tonight.

He planned to buy a ticket to return to Xia City from Qingyang County after dawn tomorrow.

It's past 11 p.m., and for a county with little nightlife, the day has come to an end.

The front desk in charge of the hotel on duty also kept playing haha, and was already lying down and ready to sleep.

Because according to the usual rule, after 10 o'clock, there are few guests to open the room.

But as soon as she lay down, she felt as if something was standing beside her, which made her open her eyes a little uneasy. Then she saw a tall man lying on the front desk, staring at him with a look that scared her.

She remembered that this person was a guest who had just checked in yesterday, and thought that the other party might have something to look for her, so she sat up again and subconsciously asked:

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"I'm in a bad mood and want to kill you, are you willing?"

Hearing the other party's words, the front desk on duty was suddenly frightened, and then couldn't help but scold:

"You're sick!"

"Are you calling someone now? Shout out all the people in the hotel, or you will die in a while, and you will have no chance. ”

This time, the front desk on duty did not scold the past again, because she felt that the other party did look abnormal, which made her panic in her heart.

So she didn't say anything anymore, but planned to run away directly from the front desk.

But as soon as he took half a step, he was choked by a big hand and pressed to the ground.

"My collection was lost in your hotel, so you people here are all responsible."

The front desk was frightened and kept struggling, but the strength of the other party was really amazing, she wanted to ask for something to say, but before the words could be spoken, her head was broken violently.

Leaving the hotel front desk, the body that was still trembling slightly, Wang Quan then walked upstairs.

After a while, the terrible screams began to sound intermittently from the upper floor......

Today's night, for many people, is long enough to be sleepless.

Qin Ming stayed in the abandoned house full of cold, and he didn't sleep all night, until he saw a touch of fish belly white outside the broken window, he rubbed his somewhat dry eyes and walked out of here.