In midsummer, at night, a vertical flashlight, a man carrying something.

No matter which movie, it is definitely the beginning of a horror or suspense film, which attracted the attention of Kitagawaji.

This should be the memory of Hishita Haru or the scene in the memory.

Under his gaze, Tooya Yuan walked straight into the warehouse, and Kitagawa Temple followed step by step.

Bang.

A dull sound.

In a security suit, Tomoto Tomoya rudely threw the thing he was carrying to the ground.

snort

A muffled groan came from the black bag.

"Damn, the police have noticed me."

Tuya Yuan murmured to himself and opened the cloth bag.

It was only then that Kitakawaji saw the "items" in it.

That was a girl.

A girl who is a little dissatisfied.

Looking from Kitagawa Temple, he could clearly see the girl's short hair had traces of burning, and a large area was covered with burns on her body. There were also marks of burnt cigarette butts everywhere. There were also many traces of wax oil on her face.

There were signs of black and blue when he was beaten on the back of his hands and arms. A tall piece of his face almost made Kitakawaji unable to recognize the other person's appearance.

Sunset Spring.

Kitagawaji narrowed his eyes, glanced at Hijishibe Haru, and then looked at Tooya Yuan, whose face changed from gentleness to ferocious, and took a breath.

Hishitabu Haru was covered by a plastic belt and was already dying. He could only look at Tooya with his big black and white eyes helplessly and Kitagawaji.

Seeing this expression, Tomoya suddenly pulled out a baton from his waist, and tears gushed out of his face for some reason, and he shouted excitedly: "What do you want me to do?"

"What the hell do you want me to do?"

"What the hell do you want me to do!"

"Yongzi!"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The police baton blew the brittle sounds one after another on the human body, and the girl's face became paler and mixed with painful sobs.

Tomoto Tomoya kept beating Hijishita Haru with a police baton. He looked at the black green marks on her body and the fearful expression of her constantly curled up. He felt satisfied and comfortable all over.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! I forgot! You are not Yongzi! You are just a fake! The fake should have your own place to go! Not bad! Not bad!"

Tuya Yuan's voice sounded very pleasant, but his expression was extremely painful.

With the girl's expression of fear, he took out the equipment placed in the corner to stir the cement.

As mentioned earlier, these equipment and cement piled in the corners will only be inspected once every two to three weeks. Even if these things are misappropriated now, no one will find out.

Because two or three weeks later, Tomoto Tomoto had been arrested and pleaded guilty, who would focus on the trivial matters of losing two bags of cement that only the school knows?

Woo! Woo woo!!!

Hishita Haru seemed to know what treatment she would be treated next, and she made a sound in fear and twitched all over.

She kept moving her body backwards, but that didn't change anything.

Tuya Yuan dragged a waste oil barrel about one person from the corner, and then carried Hijishibu Haru from the ground, then stuffed her into the oil barrel.

Seeing her hands and feet tied up and struggling madly in the oil barrel, Tomoya laughed.

The sound of the mixer rumbled.

On such a dull and hot night, there was only a slight movement, and these warehouses were originally located in remote areas, so no one would notice what was going on here.

The cement slipped down and was injected into the oil barrel. However, Hirakibukura could only use his already scarred body to continuously hit the abandoned oil barrel.

But it's useless.

She stood on tiptoe hard, her eyes staring around in fear, and made sharp sobs.

In the end, the cement passed her neck.

Then he lost her head and covered it up completely.

During this period, Tomoto Tomoya held the discarded oil barrel with both hands, preventing Hijishita from hitting the cement.

Under Kitagawa Temple, he cried and turned into laughter.

The laughter is louder than the crying, and the expression is also the expression of the abuser and the abuser.

Tuya Yuan is really contradictory.

While beating Hijishibu Haru, he shouted the names of other women loudly, as if he treated Hijishibu Haru as other women.

From the tears he shed, Kitagawaji also shows that Tsuya Yuan's expression was painful and distorted, struggling and soothing.

Perhaps he is a person with mental problems, or the maternal love he lacked when he was young, and fatherly love created such a person.

But no matter what, Kitagawaji definitely dislikes Tsuyayuan.

A murderer is a murderer, and there is nothing else to say.

"" Kitakawaji looked at the discarded oil barrel that was constantly shaking until the end of slowly stopping and struggling, and shook his head gently.

He could only watch Tuya Yuan abuse, inject cement, and then drag the discarded oil barrel out and buried it behind the warehouse.

Kitagawaji could not imagine what happened to Zhong and Japan in the forty days.

I don’t want to imagine how the forty days of the Hikaru was spent.

The former Hijishibe Haru may have been kind, but she turned into a tired girl, but she was just a ruthless resentful spirit who killed others.

What Kitakawa Temple needs to do is very simple

He was determined to turn around, and the dead air suddenly injected into it, and a crystal cold light shone out from the air!

With the sound of "tearing" like cutting cloth, everything around was torn apart. Kitakawaji had crossed the iron fence and stood in front of the warehouse at some point.

"You finally woke up." Kamizumaki said stutteringly.

Kagura Ling's voice was crisp and rapid. Just in front of Kagura Masae and Kitagawa Temple, a faceless woman with white skin was slowly emerging from the ground.

Sunset Spring.

"You were pulled into the dream world just now, and my poor and I have been preventing each other from coming directly to attack your body."

"Maybe because it is in the place where she died, she has a strong ability to pull people into dreams. This is the fourth time."

Because she is right next to her corpse, the tired girl can be reborn almost infinitely. As a middle-level vengeful spirit, she has such ability.

"Tianjun!"

The voice of Kamiya Miku rang behind her back.

She stood outside the iron fence with Yoko Nakano, who was pale, and looked at Kitagawaji with worried eyes.

"Thank you this time." Kitagawaji turned his head and thanked the god Jue Masae.

If Higashita Haru attacked his body in reality, he would not be able to finish all the process of her death constructed by the other party. He might not have to use a voodoo doll.

Therefore, it is inevitable to thank God for Masae.

At this time, Nishikotsu Poori also jumped out.

She touched Kitagawaji's face with her round hands, signaling that she would also like to praise and thank her.

"Go back and buy you some beautiful clothes for dolls."

Kitakawaji answered.

"If you really want to thank me, then buy me a cell phone soon." The voice of the god of Shizuo stumbled, and the light golden airflow in his hand blew away the tired girl.

Kitagawaji did not respond to the request of the god-stop Masae. He just pulled out the Kazuto from the bottom of his sleeve.

Then he built a huge cross shovel of death energy in his other hand, and rushed towards Hijishita Haru.

What he wants to do is simple.

Dig out the discarded gasoline bucket and let everything in the past end.

And Hiraki Hiraki, who became a resentful spirit, will be saved by him.

It's that simple.

Under the gaze of Miya Kamiya and Yoko Nakano, Kitagawaji bent his arm and then aimed at Hishishibu Haru's head and shot out the cross shovel in his hand.

Click!!!

Like the sound of a watermelon bursting, Hijishibu Haru's head was shot against the cross shovel, and her blue and white skin scattered all over the ground, and the fishy yellow contents and black liquid were scattered all over the ground!

Kitakawaji moved his feet and avoided the thick blue and white palms that suddenly emerged from the ground.

Then he kicked like a football, and kicked on the smooth head of Hijishita Haru who had just drilled out of the ground.
To be continued...