Manager Wang's face turned white, he had never gone to hell, and he didn't know what hell was like, but even a fool knew that the eighteenth layer of hell must be the most torturous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Adult, the villain is wronged!"

Manager Wang knelt on the ground, kowtowing with a bang, and blood would leak out of his chest with every knock, and he didn't care.

"Take it down!"

King Yama didn't talk nonsense with him.

"Let's go!"

The bull head and horse face one with a cold face and the other with a cold face, one left and one right, put up Manager Wang's arm and left.

"Adult, the villain must have reformed, you can spare the villain!"

"Noise!"

As soon as Ma Mian stretched out his hand, he put his hand into Manager Wang's mouth, grabbed his tongue directly, and pulled it out!

Manager Wang's tongue also continued, and it became longer and longer, and Ma Mian used Manager Wang's elongated tongue to wrap Manager Wang's mouth around.

"Hmm!"

At this time, Manager Wang couldn't say anything.

Squeak!

An iron door appeared in front of him, and the bull head and horse face pushed it open, and the scene inside almost scared Manager Wang's legs weak.

There are iron cages in it, and every iron in each iron cage is stained with blood, and the blood has coagulated into lumps, and God knows how much blood has been impregnated.

In the iron cage, there are human figures with capes and hair that look like withered trees, all of them shouting loudly, like ghosts.

Oh no, forget that they just died, they are already ghosts, and they can't be described that way anymore.

In the center of the rows of iron cages, there was a large cauldron, the flames were burning, and there was a gurgling sound from the cauldron.

It was a pot of oil, already boiling.

"This oil can't be poured on those ghosts, right?"

Manager Wang couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the scene of boiling oil poured on his body.

Whoa!

A bloodstained iron chain hung from the sky, with a hook at the end, and a large iron basin was hooked.

The hook threw the large iron basin into the oil pot, filled it with a pot of boiling oil, and poured it on a figure in the iron cage.

Manager Wang swore that he had never seen such a miserable and terrible scene in his life, the steaming boiling oil poured down from the head, the human body started from the beginning, the skin and muscles were like haircuts, falling down in a slump, only the skeleton was left, and some broken meat tendons were hung on it.

This looks like a person can't die yet, and he still has consciousness, roaring and begging for mercy.

Manager Wang's legs are directly weak!

"This is only the first layer of hell, you are the eighteenth layer, and you are still far away. ”

Ma Mian scoffed.

Manager Wang's legs are softer, and he wants to speak, but his mouth has been sealed by his tongue, and he can't say anything, so he can only beg for mercy with his eyes, that's ridiculous, you are your sister Lin when you are a person, and you still play with you?

Along the way, Manager Wang passed by the first seventeen layers of hell, and the scenes of each layer of hell gave him a great impact.

By the time he reached the eighteenth level of hell, he was so thin that he was only skinny and bone-like, no different from a skeleton of bones, and his weight was sweating out.

"I don't dare anymore, please, I don't dare anymore!"

Manager Wang roared.

"Huh?"

As soon as he spoke, he realized that he could actually speak his voice!

Isn't the mouth sealed with the tongue, why can you still speak?

If you can speak, don't you say・・・・・・

Manager Wang stretched out his hand and touched it, and sure enough, there was nothing on his mouth, and when he poked into his mouth, his tongue was fine.

Take a look around, where is the eighteenth layer of hell here, or a hotel box.

Back again?

What the hell is that?

"Because when you came, you had condoms and medicine in your pocket, so I only planned to fine you 500,000, but I didn't expect you to be a scumbag to such a point. Lu Fan stood in front of him and said expressionlessly, "You go and turn yourself in, otherwise, I will let you go down to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"You, you're the king of Yama!"

Manager Wang had fear in his eyes.

If he wasn't the king of Yama, how could he let him experience those terrible things just now?

If it wasn't King Yama, how could he be so clear about what he was doing?

If you weren't the king of Yama, how could you know that he had a condom and medicine in his pocket?

"That's right, I'm King Yama. Lu Fan laughed, "I'm going to buy you cigarettes now, can't you smoke anymore?"

Poof!

Manager Wang knelt down for Lu Fan at that time.

"Adults, it's all villains!"

Manager Wang stretched out his hand and slapped his face, but the king of Hades was standing in front of him, he didn't dare to make a show at all, it was really used to whip hard, palm to flesh, and his face was swollen in three or two strokes.

"Go and turn yourself in!" Lu Fan waved his hand, "If you haven't entered the prison tomorrow morning, I will personally send you to the eighteenth layer of hell, believe me, the first seventeen layers of hell are just pediatrics compared to the eighteenth layer." ”

"The villain is going!"

Manager Wang didn't dare to be stunned, and ran away like a rabbit chased by a wolf.

"Which one are you singing?"

Wang Jia didn't know what to say, she was originally here to talk about loans, but the direction of things had already deviated by 108,000 miles.

"Let's put it this way, this Manager Wang, he came this time, he came with a sleeve in his pocket, what is his purpose, I don't think I need to say it clearly, right?"

"This scumbag!"

Of course, Wang Jia knows what the set means.

She didn't ask Lu Fan how she knew about this, what Lu Fan said, she believed.

"Then what did he say about the eighteen layers of hell, and said that you are the king of Hades, what is going on?"

This plot seems to be quite exciting, so Wang Jia asked.

"I hallucinated on him. ”

"Then your hallucinations are realistic enough, he believes that you are Hades. What's the matter with you asking him to turn himself in, you came into contact with him by chance because you met me on the bus, so you won't investigate him in advance, you can read minds?"

"Not normally, but only in my illusion. ”

Being able to read minds in the illusion is also the first time that Lu Fan knows that after the Rakshasa Ghost Eye was upgraded to super, he had never used it, Manager Wang, this was the first time.

disrupted Wang Jia's loan plan, Lu Fan did not let Wang Jia go to other banks, but paid 500,000 yuan to participate in Wang Jia's store.

With strange people like Lu Fan injecting capital into the shares, Wang Jia naturally couldn't ask for it.

In the past, the live broadcast of the mission was basically once a month and was forced to open, but now, Lu Fan has established friendship with Sister Death, and Sister Death has given him the freedom to open it, and he can open it whenever he wants.

If he wanted to, he could never have turned it on again, and he wouldn't have to go through that danger again.

But Lu Fan wouldn't do that.

After another month of leisurely life at school, when the May Day holiday came, Lu Fan started his twentieth live broadcast.

This logic is really unique enough, when others go to work and school, he takes a vacation, and when others take a vacation, he starts broadcasting again.