11 p.m.

In the quiet room, only the bedroom is lit.

At this time in the bedroom.

Ji Xiu leaned on the chair with a blue nose and swollen face, his hands were wrapped around the rope behind his back, and he was connected to the chair, including his waist, abdomen and legs, which were also locked by the rope and could not move.

Next to the bed in front of him sat a man playing with a dagger.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a centipede-like twisted scar on his left cheek, and a pair of black-framed glasses, looking at him with an indifferent expression at this time.

At this time, the man took out a cigarette case with a red shell from his pocket, took one out of it and put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep breath.

While spitting out the white mist, the man's gaze passed through the white mist, staring at Ji Xiu's eyes and asking:

"Tell me, where is the Divine Seal?"

In the face of inquiry, Ji Xiu was powerless to complain.

He didn't know what was going on, he thought the other party was a burglar and wanted to break into the house, but the target turned out to be him.

Realizing that pretending to be asleep was discovered, he also took the initiative to attack, but in the face of the disparity in strength, it was pointless to resist.

But the other party didn't seem to want to kill him directly, so he beat him badly, tied him with a rope, tied him to a chair, and then kept asking him where the divine seal was.

But the problem is, he doesn't know where the seal is, and he doesn't even know what it is.

"The original owner of the body that took away the body is hiding a secret, and he can't give him a way to live."

Ji Xiu complained in his heart, he thought that he could use Tong Wan's body to live a new life, but now it seems that the owner of this body is not simple.

"Don't say yes?"

The man with the scar on his face smiled playfully, squatted down and picked up the toolbox placed at his feet, and after opening it, the items presented inside made Ji Xiu's forehead break out in cold sweat.

Forceps, syringes, scalpels, finger clips...... Before he could start being tortured, Ji Xiu was already feeling the pain.

"Brother, I really don't know what the divine seal you are talking about...... Is it possible that you have made the wrong person, that I am a law-abiding citizen, that I have my law enforcement badge in the drawer of my bedside table, and that I will never be able to hide your things? ”

Scarface didn't respond, picked up a metal clock from the toolbox, twisted the clockwork around and placed it on the bed, then took out a small VCR from the toolbox, set it up on the bed, and took out a pair of red pliers from the toolbox that were still stained with blood on the surface, came to him and stood still, and clamped his nose with the pliers:

"I don't know if you know where the Divine Seal is, in fact, even I don't know what the Divine Seal is, but my mission is to ask you about the whereabouts of the Divine Seal, and to torture you until you can give an accurate answer."

"You're a Black Hole Killer?" Ji Xiu asked subconsciously.

The scar-faced man didn't answer this question, and slowly tightened the pliers in his hand, the cold texture of the metal and the faint smell of blood on the surface made Ji Xiu's breathing quicken.

"We don't need to waste each other's time, let's say, where is the Divine Seal."

"Brother, I really don't know where the seal of God is, if I knew, I would definitely tell you." In the face of the threat, Ji Xiu decisively admitted.

But he also knew that confession didn't seem to have any effect at this time.

At this moment, the clock returns to the starting point after one turn, and makes a continuous "jingle" sound.

The pliers clenched violently, and the hand mixed with the smell of smoke covered his mouth at the same time.

The intense pain made Ji Xiu let out a "whimper", tears overflowed from his eyes, blood flowed down his nose, and he could feel that the bridge of his nose was broken.

"I'll ask every minute, and I'll slowly increase the punishment."

The scar-faced man took a step back, picked up the clock placed on the bed, re-twisted the clockwork, put it down, and turned to look at Ji Xiu:

"Then you have a minute to talk and start your performance."

"I really don't know where the seal of God is, you're so sick......."

In the face of Ji Xiu's insults, the scar-faced man with black-rimmed glasses did not have any mood fluctuations, but just looked at him with indifferent eyes.

When the alarm goes off again.

The scar-faced man came to Ji Xiu's body, aimed the pliers at his right ear, and pressed down hard.

The blood flowed, and the stinging pain made Ji Xiu want to scream, but he was covered by his mouth, and he could only let out a low moan.

It wasn't until the flesh and blood in his right ear blurred that Scarface stepped away and rewound the clock.

It can be seen that the way this killer interrogated is very professional.

There was both physical torture and mental torture, and the rotation of the clockwork drove the hands on the alarm clock to rotate, and every beating of the hands brought Ji Xiu a sense of fear and oppression.

Nose, ears, hair...... The torment unfolded in a different way with every alarm bell ringing.

Ji Xiu was tortured all over his body, but the torture still had no intention of stopping.

Seeing that Ji Xiu still didn't say where the divine seal was, a touch of impatience appeared on the scar-faced man's face, he turned around and took out a bottle of blue potion from the toolbox, sucked out the liquid with a needle, came to him and stood still, pierced the needle into his neck, pushed the piston core rod, and injected a part of the liquid into his body.

When the liquid entered his body, Ji Xiu felt a strong burning sensation rising from his body, only to feel unbearable itching all over his body, and couldn't help but want to let out a painful wail.

But the scarface man took a step forward and covered his mouth.

Feeling the intense pain, Ji Xiu's body continued to tremble, and tears overflowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

The pain lasted for five minutes and began to fade, and the Scarface let go of his hand at this point, looking down into his teary eyes:

"Tell me, where is the seal of God?"

"In the fridge."

Ji Xiu, who was already weak, chose to procrastinate to get time to breathe.

But this time may be short-lived.

Hearing his answer, the scarface man finally smiled and turned away.

You can hear voices coming from outside, and the refrigerator is being violently disassembled.

A few minutes later, the scar-faced man appeared at the bedroom door with a gloomy expression and walked straight towards him.

"It's my mistake, in the kitchen cupboard!"

Hearing this, the scar-faced man slowly straightened his body and reached out to grab the toolbox, looked at him deeply, and then turned to leave the bedroom.

Next is the sound of rummaging through cabinets.

A few more minutes passed, and the figure of the Scarface man reappeared at the bedroom door.

Without waiting for him to enter the door, Ji Xiu spoke in advance:

"Give me another chance, I hid the Divine Seal in the TV, and you can find it by disassembling the TV."

But this time, the scarface man apparently lost his patience, came to the bed, took the needle from the toolbox, and stood still in front of him, injecting the liquid from the needle into his neck.

The severe pain hit again, and Ji Xiusheng might as well die.

That's when death is liberation.

The effect of the medicine lasted for ten minutes, during which Ji Xiu fainted once, and after being woken up by the scar-faced man with cold water, he continued to bear the pain that was not over.

After taping his mouth shut, Scarface sat across from him and smoked, staring indifferently at his silent wail.

When the effect of the medicine dissipated, Ji Xiu didn't even have the strength to speak, and the clothes on his body were already wet with sweat and blood.

Ji Xiu slumped weakly on the seat, the scar-faced man got up and stood in front of him, pressed his left hand on his head that had been plucked out of his hair, put his forehead against his head, looked directly into his eyes, grabbed the dagger against his neck with his right hand, and asked one last question:

"I'm sure you don't know where the Divine Seal is, but according to the requirements of the mission, I will ask you one last time, ...... is the Divine Seal in?"

Before he finished speaking, a wisp of blood slid down the Scarface man's nose and splattered with blood.

Then the second drop, the third drop, .......

Seeing the blood dripping on the ground, Ji Xiu raised his head and looked at the scar-faced man, and a smile squeezed out of his blue nose and swollen face:

"Looks like it worked."

The scar-faced man took a step back at this time, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and he reached out to touch his nose, only to see that blood was constantly spilling from his nostrils, and his expression looked a little incredulous.

In the past few hours of contact, Ji Xiu found that the scar-faced man was very addicted to smoking, and from time to time he would take out a cigarette case and light one.

Faced with a desperate situation and unable to move his body, Ji Xiu thought of the powerful tick poison that Tong Wan's parents had ordered to place.

This medicine comes in the form of a white powder and is not easy to spot if you don't look closely.

When Scarface asks about the location of the Divine Seal, he sprinkles tick poison on the hiding place he gives him, and Scarface does not disappoint him, and his fingers are stained with tick poison powder because of the rummaging cabinet in order to find the Divine Seal.

In addition, he smoked a cigarette from time to time, and his fingers touched the cigarette holder, so it was easy to swallow or inhale the tick poison.

While enduring the torture, Ji Xiu was also waiting for the effect of the medicine to work.

On the phone, I heard Tong Wan's parents say that the effect of tick poison is very strong, and you need to pay attention to safety when placing it, but Ji Xiu is not clear about how strong the specific effect is.

It turns out that tick poison is really effective.

At this time, the scar-faced man was bleeding from five holes, his expression was desperate, and then he turned abruptly and entered the bathroom.

There was the sound of water running inside, as well as the sound of gulping and vomiting.

Soon, there was no movement in the bathroom.

"Desperate counter-killing, beautiful."

Although he killed someone, Ji Xiu's heart was extremely calm, and there was even a trace of joy brought by the Jedi reversal.

At this time, the whole body was sore, and the limbs were restrained by ropes, and they were unable to move.

But he can't sleep at this time, his injuries are not light, and he must seek medical attention as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it may become a long sleep.

Struggling to lift the chair to the ground, he moved to the scarface man's dagger, pushed the dagger to the corner, and began to shake his body after holding the dagger, the blade rubbing against the rope wrapped around his hand.

The process was extremely difficult, and I stopped from time to time to take a breather and regain my strength.

Finally, the rope broke, and Ji Xiu successfully untied the restraints on his wrists.

He immediately rolled over and picked up the dagger, cutting the rope from his leg.

Standing up, he dragged his tired body, covered in scars, and limped to the bathroom.

Seeing the Scarface Killer with a distorted face and a lifeless person lying in a pool of blood, Ji Xiu raised his middle finger at him.

"Good death."

But just as he was about to go back to get his mobile phone to call the police, he turned around and saw a figure wearing a demon mask and dressed in black sitting on the edge of the bed, and above his head, a red halo similar to the top of Zhong Yuanying's head appeared.

When he arrived, Ji Xiu didn't even hear a trace of movement.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

"Amazing, although I don't know how you did it, but being able to fight back against Lao Hei is enough to prove your strength."

"Who are you?"

Realizing that the visitor was not good, Ji Xiu subconsciously took a step back to the bathroom.

"And he came from the same place, where do you say I came from?"

Realizing that the other party was most likely also a member of the Black Hole Killer Organization, Ji Xiu decisively reached out and grabbed the doorknob, trying to close the door.

At this moment, the man in black sitting on the edge of the bed turned into a phantom, suddenly appeared in front of him, and waved his hand towards his neck.

His breathing suddenly became intermittent, and Ji Xiu could clearly feel that his neck was leaking.

"Ahem!"

Blood gushed down his throat, blocked his trachea, and coughed up from his mouth.

The already exhausted body collapsed to the ground, and the things in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, becoming blurry and gradually dimming.

Ji Xiu couldn't even see the trajectory of the demon masked man's movements.

It was as if in the blink of an eye, it moved in front of him, and in a flash of coldness, his throat was slit.

"Bastard......."

At the last moment of his life, Ji Xiu swore in his heart that after his soul was transferred, he would definitely slap the other party's cheek 30 times, otherwise it would be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.

……

The line of sight is shrouded in endless darkness.

Ji Xiu's consciousness continued to sink and sink in the darkness, like falling into a bottomless abyss.

At that moment, a strong suction force struck, and a little light appeared in the darkness, and the rapid expansion dispelled the darkness until the whole world was lit up by the light.

"Shhh

Suddenly waking up from the darkness, Ji Xiu opened his eyes.

Realizing that he had been reborn again, a touch of helplessness appeared in Ji Xiu's eyes.

"Your uncle, endless assassinations, right?"

The things in front of him were covered with a layer of white mist, and it was not clear for the time being, Ji Xiu struggled to sit up.

"Smack!"

After giving himself a slap, he still wanted to give himself another time and fulfill the oath he made before he was killed.

But when he raised his hand, he didn't fall for a long time.

He sensed something was wrong.

It's not that because you inherited this body, beating the owner of this body is tantamount to beating yourself.

He clearly remembered that the owner of this body was wearing a demon mask, and it was impossible for his palm to hit his cheek through the mask.

The white fog in front of me slowly faded.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Ji Xiu's head felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and it was "buzzing".

He found that he hadn't taken away the mask killer's body, and he hadn't shown up in Tong Wan's rented bedroom, and when he looked around, there was no demon toolbox on the bed, and there was no body of Tong Wan and Scarface lying in the bathroom.

The floor was smeared with a strange pattern of blood, and he was wearing a white pajama and sitting in the center of the strange pattern.

Looking down, he saw a dagger on his right hand, the blade stained with blood, and turned his left hand over, leaving a scabbed scar on his wrist.

The scene in front of him was incomparably familiar, and it was exactly what he saw when he first crossed over.

"Something is wrong."

Ji Xiu raised his head suddenly, his gaze passed through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the living room, and swept to the top of the tall building in front of him.

The white light refracted by the mirror flickered in his eyes.

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