The Strongest Terror System

In his thoughts, Xia Feng conveyed an instruction to Bao Jing, and then took Bao Jing into the underworld.

Although he can trust Shu Ya now, it does not mean that he can share any secrets with the other party.

"Go in, but I'm not sure if he's still alive now."

"thanks."

Shu Ya nodded, then pushed open the door and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, there was a loud chopping sound, and even if he didn't need to look, he knew what Shu Ya was doing.

The Ace of Spades did not know how many targets he had killed before, and in order to cover up his traces, his family and friends who did not know how many targets also died tragically in his hands.

For such a scum, Xia Feng felt that it would be light if he was to be slashed by a thousand swords.

But as he said to the Ace of Spades before leaving the kitchen, it didn't end with his death.

They will really see each other again.

That's when he turned into a ghost.

People will return to the soul on the seventh day after death, regain consciousness, appear at the place of death, and be trapped.

Or become an ordinary ghost, or become a ghost, or become a more powerful ghost due to various influences.

As early as in Yuanji Village, he had thought about asking something from the killer's ghost, but because he was worried about the safety of Dong Jie and Xia Hongyuan, there was no way he could stay there.

However, right now he has the time and the intention to stay.

As the absolute core of Moby Dick, Ace of Spades must have something that ordinary members cannot.

He has torn his face with Moby Dick now, as if you were dead or I was dead.

Naturally, there is no more room for manoeuvre.

So if he can solve one more, he will have one less trouble in the future.

An hour later, Xia Feng pushed open the kitchen door, and the pungent **** elements crept into his breath crazily.

It made him frown.

Shu Ya hugged her legs and pressed her back against the cold wall.

The bathrobe on his body has completely turned red.

The bathrobe fell off a bit towards the ends, revealing her alluring shoulders.

Her hair was hanging down, and something that didn't know whether it was tears or blood hung sticky on it.

A purplish-blue flame rose from the gas stove, and a steamer was sitting on it. The water was not turned on, but there was already a faint white gas coming out.

On the ground, the minced meat, even the head of the Ace of Spades, was chopped into several pieces, the blade of the kitchen knife was bent, and Shu Ya's hand was also bruised, it should be chopped with a kitchen knife left at the time.

"Will it bring you happiness by taking revenge on the object of your revenge in the same way?"

Xia Feng looked at Shu Ya who was not sobbing and could barely hear her breathing, and asked in a depressed atmosphere.

"No. But as long as it can cause pain to that beast.

do you know? Mengxin is really a kind child. Her strength gave her a chance to survive, but her kindness ruined her.

We encouraged each other, supported each other, and promised each other that one day we would be truly free.

But she died in such a way that I can't even remember.

And he still died in front of me, and I tried my best to hide my grief.

In order to make all the beasts who hurt Mengxin pay the price one day!

I'm going to kill them all! "

Speaking of which, Shu Ya finally raised her head, there were no tears on her face, there were only hideous smiles.

At this moment, beauty is no longer suitable for Shu Ya.

Xia Feng looked at Shu Ya not far away, and couldn't help feeling once again in his heart that all lunatics were driven crazy.

"As long as you can kill all the people in the organization, I'm willing to do anything for you.

Even if I were to die now, I would not hesitate in the slightest.

Because you showed me hope for revenge. "

Xia Feng didn't speak, but turned around and left the kitchen.

Shu Ya looked at Xia Feng's back and slowly lowered her head.

After a while, Xia Feng opened the door again and walked in, then came to Shu Ya's side, squatted down, and slowly lifted the hair that covered Shu Ya's face.

Shu Ya looked at Xia Feng blankly, and saw Xia Feng wipe the blood on her face with a warm towel.

"Everyone has the right to live, and everyone's life is his own.

Revenge does not bring about the resurrection of the dead, it turns one person into another.

I support you in wanting to live well, and you can give everything for this, but I do not support you, and give everything for revenge.

Wipe your hands, these beautiful hands should not be corroded by blood. "

Xia Feng put the towel in Shu Ya's hand, Shu Ya looked at Xia Feng and burst into tears.

He was not a benevolent man, and certainly not a dark man.

He slept on the sofa. As for what happened to Shu Ya, he had no intention or power to manage it.

He slept until noon, and when he woke up and came out of the bedroom, the house had been cleaned by Shu Ya.

Any places that may have left traces were not spared.

As a person who has been trained for a long time, Shu Ya has a very strong anti-reconnaissance ability. Fingerprints, bloodstains, and possible residual corners ~www.wuxiahere.com~ are all obsessive-compulsive disorder that she has to deal with.

Some furniture that she thought would be left over was sold by Xia Feng on the second-hand website at a very low price even before he got up.

Some workers are carrying them out of the house.

As for where the body of the Ace of Spades went, Xia Feng did not ask, because he believed that Shu Ya would deal with it.

"Are you awake? Can you wait for me for a while, wait for the person who bought the sofa to take it away, and we'll go out to eat."

Shu Ya still looked the same as when Xia Feng first saw her, with a confident smile on her face, and her gestures also showed the charm of a woman.

The porters were all peeking at Shu Ya. Obviously, in their YY inner world, they had already pressed Shu Ya to the bed a hundred times.

The fear of a person is never how much he can bear in his heart, but how well he pretends to be.

Perhaps these porters never dreamed that the person in front of them who was being sexually abused in their minds just chopped a person into minced meat last night.

"I'm not hungry yet. Just keep busy."

The house was quickly moved out, and after the end, Shu Ya cleaned it again until she was satisfied.

During the process, Xia Feng had been watching with the eyes of an outsider until Shu Ya finished cleaning, and in front of her, he took off the clothes he was wearing.

Xia Feng coughed slightly, while Shu Ya said indifferently:

"Anyway, I don't have any secrets in your eyes anymore. It doesn't make any difference to see more or less."

"In other words, I'm already air in your eyes?" Shu Ya's words eased Xia Feng's little embarrassment.

"If the air sees a woman's body, the pants will bulge."

"Uh……"

Xia Feng glanced down and turned around in embarrassment.