Her hoarse voice was filled with monstrous hatred, accusing, "That night, after finishing the night shift, I was walking back to school, and I was bumped into by five of them, they forcibly took me to this abandoned hospital, gagged me, they wanted to rape me, I resisted desperately, scratched Song Jiawei's face, he was furious, took out a dagger, and cut my face with a knife, I begged them in pain, they not only refused to let me go, but also trampled me on the ground and asked me to lick their feet......"

"I was lying there like a dog with a bloody face, being bullied by them, taking nude pictures of me, threatening me not to call the police, and telling me to have fun for them in the future...... I was so desperate that I bit Tang Zidui's **** fiercely, and they punched and kicked me like crazy, and Xia Dong stabbed the dagger into my chest...... That's how I was killed by a few of them! ”

"It's not enough to kill me, they also put my body under the flower pond and plant roses, when the roses grow, they absorb the flesh and blood in my body, and after I die, they don't let me be at peace!"

"They all deserve to die, I'm going to kill them all!" She screamed hysterically with murderous aura, her mouth suddenly opened, and black blood came out, washing away a few maggots from her jaw, and the rotting breath rushed me to suffocate me.

Gu Qi looked at her coldly and said, "You died miserably, Song Jiawei and the others really deserve to die, but there are rules in the world, they deserve to be punished by the law, your revenge is too cruel, not to mention, you also killed two innocent people, Xu Meiling, He Tingting, they have nothing to do with your death, but you killed them!" ”

Yang Siqing touched his fleshy face with his rotten hands, and said darkly, "Yes, who told me that I need a beautiful face to confuse Song Jiawei and them?" ”

I remembered the situation when she tore off her face like a mask, and I couldn't help but shudder, and said, "I've always been unable to figure out, why do you use the death game to kill people, if you kill people directly, isn't it simpler?" ”

Her gray eyes stared at me and smiled faintly, "Isn't the same way of killing people too old-fashioned?" I designed the death game with different levels of difficulty and let the girls choose their own way of dying, how much fun it was. Besides, the death game spreads through the Internet, which can attract more girls, and I can get more face, isn't it smart? ”

Her tragic experience is sympathetic and painful, but her distorted psychology makes people feel chilling and disgusting.

Gu Qi looked at her coldly and said sharply, "I'm afraid what you said is not the most fundamental reason, the most fundamental reason is that you enjoy the fun of killing people and treat killing as a game!" ”

She was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, laughing wildly and resentfully, "That's right, I just enjoyed the process of killing." Why is God so unfair, I am beautiful, let me meet Song Jiawei's group of scum, and they brutally killed me, what about Xu Meiling and He Tingting, why are they good-looking, they can live well, and they can bravely chase the person they like? Not only do I want them to die, but I want them to feel the pain and fear I felt before they die! ”

Her distorted appearance, crazy eyes, terrifying, word by word, said, "Peel off their faces and put them on my face, I can go to Song Jiawei and a few of them, confuse them with hue, and when they are in a daze, reveal their original form, and let them die in pain and despair!" Men, all of whom are virtuous, like beautiful women, as long as they are good-looking, they don't care if she is a human or a ghost. ”

"You're wrong!" A clear and pleasant voice came from behind us, and when I looked back, it was Ren Yanzhe who spoke, and beside him, followed by a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a police uniform, with a somewhat similar face, it was estimated that he was the uncle who was the police chief.

Yang Siqing suddenly saw the boy he admired, the rotting corpse trembled, and subconsciously turned sideways, not wanting Ren Yanzhe to see her face, and Ren Yanzhe and his uncle, their expressions were very calm, not afraid at all, as if Yang Siqing was no different from ordinary people in their eyes.

Ren Yanzhe continued, "In my eyes, no matter how beautiful a girl is, it is not as important as her having a kind heart. ”

Yang Siqing slowly turned around and faced him, no expression could be seen on his rotten face, but there was obvious mockery in his tone, "Talking big, everyone will, but I want you to hug me, an ugly gossip that is not a ghost or a corpse, are you willing?" ”

Ren Yanzhe was slightly stunned and did not speak.

Yang Siqing laughed suspiciously, the laughter was full of sadness, sadness, and disappointment, "Look, no man can escape the temptation of beauty, not even you." I'm so ugly and filthy now, you feel sick to even look at me. ”

I couldn't help but feel sad, my eyes were hot, which girl doesn't like to be beautiful, especially in front of the people she admires, she always wants him to see her most glamorous and beautiful side, but now, Ren Yanzhe's sudden appearance has crushed Yang Siqing's only dignity.

What was even more unexpected happened to me, Ren Yanzhe suddenly walked over to Yang Siqing, opened his hands, and hugged her.

Yang Siqing didn't expect it, she stood stiffly, staring blankly at the man who hugged her, and then, she cried, two lines of bloody tears flowed from her eyes, and a sobbing sound similar to the wailing of a small animal came out of her throat.

Ren Yanzhe hugged her and said in a gentle voice, "I still remember the day I was shopping at the supermarket, I forgot my wallet at the cash register, you stopped me, I was thinking in my heart at that time, this girl is so kind, her smile is very beautiful, just like sunshine." ”

Yang Siqing was trembling from crying, blood and tears kept flowing, she slowly raised her hand, wanting to touch Ren Yanzhe's face, but as soon as her fingers were about to touch him, she froze in the air, she was worried, worried about soiling him, worried that he was afraid.

Ren Yanzhe noticed her subtle movement, took the initiative to hold her hand, covered her hand on his face, and his bright and handsome smile was like the sun dispelling the haze.

He said, "I forgot to ask your name that day, so let's get acquainted again." My name is Ren Yanzhe, and I am a fourth-year student in the Faculty of Arts, what is your name? ”

The corners of Yang Siqing's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to show a smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "My name is Yang Siqing, a junior in the College of Liberal Arts. ”

"It turned out to be a senior sister, so, senior sister, would you like to be friends with me?"

"I do."

Yang Siqing looked at Ren Yanzhe deeply and smiled, although her face could not show her expression, but I could see from her eyes that she was laughing and laughing very happily.

She smiled and smiled, shed blood and tears, and said thank you to Ren Yanzhe.

She nudged him away slightly, took two steps back, and slowly fell in our sight.

Her corpse fell right on the rose, the brilliant flowers, clustered around her, her hands resting on her lower abdomen, sleeping peacefully.

Her ghost came out of the corpse, wearing a white shirt, jeans, long hair shawl, and a gentle temperament, but it was a pity that her face was cut beyond recognition by the dagger, she was suspended in mid-air, looked at Ren Yanzhe with affection, smiled slightly, and her figure gradually changed into a little golden light......

At the moment when her figure completely disappeared, her last voice echoed in the air, "Lin Xiaonan, be careful of my master......"

"Who is your master? What does he want to do? I asked anxiously, but unfortunately there was no response, she was already gone.

Ren Yanzhe stood in place, looking up at the sky, the white shirt on his body was stained with dust and the slime of the rotting corpse, his uncle couldn't stand it anymore, walked up and handed him a few wet wipes, asked him to wipe his face and hands, and asked him to quickly take off his clothes.

In this way, I admired the pectoral muscles of our yard grass.

Gu Qihan's face was stinky, he raised his hand and knocked on my head, not allowing me to look at it again, I retracted my gaze in a daze, leaned into his ear and told him that Ren Yanzhe's chest muscles were not as big as his, and he rewarded me with a smile.

When I came out of the old school hospital, I saw five or six policemen guarding the building, and Ren Yanzhe's uncle, Director Ren, was ordering them to go in and dispose of Yang Siqing's body.

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