"Bang, bang!"

As Zhang Chen approached, the iron chains that bound the man began to slowly shake and make a sound caused by the chains shaking and colliding. The design of the prison is simple, the inside cannot be opened under any circumstances, and the outside only needs to be twisted on the handle of the small door.

Compared to the hardness of this transparent prison material, the ductility of this transparent prison material is higher, and it is completely impossible for the ghost to break and leave under the prohibition and suppression set by the drunken boy.

When I stepped into this transparent prison, I felt that I was rooted in this place and could never leave, compared to the first layer of prison, which was completely two senses, and inside I could see the nail scratches on the ground one after another within the man's range of movement, and there was an indescribable sense of depression.

The door behind you naturally closes, and the rules here are very simple, as long as you kill the death row inmate in the prison and get a wooden card, the door behind you will open again. If you can't kill them, they will be trapped here forever.

"Hello, what's your name, please? Can you understand Chinese? "Zhang Chen's purpose this time is not to kill here, but to quickly obtain the information of the drunken boy.

Hearing that the first thing Zhang Chen did when he walked in was not to find an opportunity to kill himself, but to talk to him, the man showed his face under the messy hair with some curiosity.

The man's face is full of wrinkles, but these 'wrinkles' are more like raised scars left by wound healing. looks mediocre, looks like he is in his thirties, and the whole person looks more like a Chinese person.

"It's rare, it's a prison envoy from Huaxia who came here, shouldn't I be happy to meet a Chinese in a foreign country?"

Sure enough, Zhang Chen stared at the ghost of the Huaxia Kingdom in front of him with wide eyes, and was shocked that the other party saw through his identity at a glance. Case. Zhang Chen also no longer hides his identity and shows his original appearance.

"I don't know what your name is?"

The man who was bound by the iron chain looked at Zhang Chen strangely, thinking that the other party was pretending to test himself, but who knew that what Zhang Chen's eyes revealed was a kind of 'sincerity' that was extremely rare in men, and it seemed to touch some memories buried deep in the man's mind.

"You think I'm like this...... Is it really convenient to speak? You should be strong enough to cut off all six chains, right? The man raised his head and looked at Zhang Chen, with a look of ill will.

"Yes."

Zhang Chen did not hesitate, and jumped to the side of a black iron chain. Two mouths appeared on the left and right palms, and the white teeth forcibly cut off the chains in defiance of the hardness of the chains and the energy intake.

"Bang!" The sound of the chain breaking resounded in the seventeenth floor of the prison, and the woman who had retracted the bud reappeared. There was an incredible expression in her eyes, and the old woman and the ballet girl looked incredulous.

It's not like no one has ever been to this place, and there are even people who have managed to kill the ghosts imprisoned in the seventeenth floor and go deep into the eighteenth floor. The frequency of opening once a month is already quite high, and the inmates on each floor are changing every year. Just like the ballet girls on the seventeenth floor now, they only came here three years ago.

But from beginning to end, there was one person who had not moved, and that was the man chosen by Zhang Chen. Eighty years ago, he was personally pressed to the seventeenth floor by the drunken boy and restrained with chains. So eighty years. The ghosts who first came to the seventeenth floor thought that the man who was bound by this black material was as easy to deal with as a turtle in an urn, and who knew that none of the ghosts who stepped into it would be able to get out.

"Bang!" Immediately after that, there were four sounds, except for the iron chain that was bound to his neck, the rest were all cut off by Zhang Chen.

"May you sue me, what's your name?"

However, the man still didn't respond, but motioned to Zhang Chen with his eyes to remove the last iron chain from his neck. The two glanced at each other, Zhang Chen nodded slightly, and began to walk towards the man step by step.

The old woman in the cell on the side couldn't help but put down the sweater she was knitting after seeing this scene. Carefully watching Zhang Chen's movements, he was very curious whether Zhang Chen would do this.

The chain that locked the man's throat. It's better to say that it's a dog leash, which is extremely demeaning to identity. Only this time, Zhang Chen didn't get close and bite off the chain with his teeth, but used the sudden burst of high-purity spiritual power to forcibly destroy the black iron ring around his neck before he had time to absorb the spiritual power.

"Bang dang!"

The moment the chain hit the ground, the scrawny man standing in the center and his hair drooping on the ground moved his neck and made a 'gurgling' sound.

"Eighty years. Finally! "After the words were finished, because he had not cut his nails for a long time, the man inserted his unusually long right arm into his body. There was a bang, and he suddenly pulled out a 'rib' in his body. It's not so much a rib as an iron butcher's knife.

The feeling of holding a butcher's knife. It's like swinging your own hands.

"Huh!" Before Zhang Chen, who was standing at the door, could react, the iron butcher knife fell down from front of him, and happened to fall between the flesh slits of Zhang Chen's shoulder blades, just like a cow, without touching a bone in Zhang Chen's body, and within a second, at an angle of fifty degrees, Zhang Chen's body was cut into two pieces.

Looking at Zhang Chen's body on the ground, the man said with a smile.

"My name is Lin Guoyun. I'm the one who likes to kill Huaxia the most......"

…………

May 1851

In the house of a pork butcher in Sanli City, Guangxi, the butcher gave birth to a son.

Before that, there were three daughters in the butcher's family, but the couple were not the only butchers in the city, and their reputation was not very good. Because of the limited conditions at home, they cannot provide for their livelihood. The three daughters who were born before and after were all killed by the butcher himself, and even mixed human flesh with ground pork and sold them together.

The butcher's surname was Lin, and then he had the child's name - Lin Guoyun.

The personality of the husband and wife is impermanent, and the two often fight with each other, and many times they will take the child to vent their anger. Even once when Lin Guoyun was three years old, because of a trivial matter, the husband and wife had a big fight, and the butcher grabbed a kitchen knife and cut off his wife's right hand.

Not only that, Lin Guoyun stood in front of him and watched this qiē happen clearly, perhaps he was used to the quarrel of his parents, Lin Guoyun's expression was very blank.

It takes a lot of strength to cut off the entire arm, and in this case, the moment the butcher completely cut off his wife's arm, the butcher's knife came out of his hand because of too much force, and a knife slashed at the chest of three-year-old Lin Guoyun. The flesh and skin of children are already delicate, and the bones are not fully developed. The knife cut directly into Lin Guoyun's heart, and he fell to the ground on the spot, blood spilling out along the butcher's knife.

Afterwards, the butcher watched his hard-won son die. In a fit of rage, he strangled his wife to the ground, and at this time, his son was already lying in a pool of blood and was extremely weak.

The medical expenses used up the savings of the butcher's family for more than ten years, but they still saved their son's life. Strange to say, when the surgery was performed in the hospital, the medical technology of the time was very poor, and the so-called surgery and sterilization could not be guaranteed. The butcher's knife cut three centimeters into the heart, and it is theoretically impossible to survive.

And there is also a strange thing, the butcher knife was inserted in Lin Guoyun's heart, and after arriving at the hospital, the butcher knife was pulled out and placed on the wooden table next to the operating room when various conditions were ready. However, after the operation, the original butcher's knife was gone.

The bodies of the slaughtering couple were disposed of in the same way as their first three daughters, mixed with pork, and quickly disposed of.

However, his son's health is weak, and he still needs to rest at home and buy supplements to recover. The butcher looked at his wife's flesh mixed with pork and felt evil.

In the past nine years, the Lin family pork has begun to get bigger and bigger, and many people in the city know that the taste of this Lin family pork is better than that of all other pork shops, and there will be big sales and promotions every once in a while.

At this time, Lin Guoyun grew up to be twelve years old, and the most obvious feature was a scar on his left chest. And in the past few years, the butcher discovered his son's extremely amazing talent, and when Lin Guoyun was seven years old, his body had returned to the state of a normal child.

Because the scene of the butcher killing passers-by and dragging them to his home was often seen by Lin Guoyun, the butcher did not let Lin Guoyun go to school, for fear that his son would loosen his mouth and expose the matter.

Since the 'pork' business is becoming more and more popular, the butcher plans to pass on this 'craft' to his son.

Who knows, the butcher will one day make time and plan to teach his son to use a butcher's knife to cut meat. I made a special trip to a nearby blacksmith shop and spent a lot of money to build a new and sharp butcher knife, which I gave to my son as an enlightenment education.

Who knew that when the butcher knife was handed to his son, the way the butcher held the knife and the speed with which it swung made the butcher's eyes widen.

This butcher knife is made exactly like the one used to kill pigs, and weighs about 3.5 kilograms. A twelve-year-old, scrawny-looking boy could theoretically barely swing a few strokes at most, something like this that seemed to become one with his body.

Over the next year, Lin began to help his father take care of the 'pork', and the knife work surpassed his father a few months later. The butcher is responsible for killing, while Lin Guoyun is responsible for chopping meat.

A year later, the butcher was afraid that his body would be overwhelmed with the passage of time, so he began to teach his son the art of killing.

For some reason, when Lin Guoyun, who was holding a bloody butcher knife in his hand, looked at a female corpse with wide eyes falling in the field in front of him, he was not touched or scared at all, killing people seemed to be an extremely normal thing for him. (To be continued......)