"What do you mean? Haha, you'll know in a moment." Miyamoto Shizuka smiled sinisterly, and nodded his chin at the few big men standing next to him as background boards: "You guys, go and bring these people up."

The crumbling wooden door let out a sharp scream again, and the big men came back quickly, but two of the bald men held an extra man in their hands who couldn't tell whether they were male or female.

Yes, I can’t tell the difference between male and female. What words should I use to describe it? Apart from “horrible”, I really can’t find any suitable words to describe this thing in front of me. Even I have always thought that I have enough psychological quality.

Even though I am strong, I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

The first thing you see and the most conspicuous thing is her (his) head. It can hardly be called the "top of the head" anymore. The hair is sparse, yellow and uneven, and it is almost short into the scalp. There are even

It was also mixed with countless wounds in various directions, most of which had suppurated. There were dried blood and withered yellow pus bubbles everywhere, like poisonous snakes, winding into strange symbols. Everywhere they touched, it was shocking.

And her (his) body, which was already skinny, looked even more pale and haggard against the backdrop of two fat and strong bald men, like a fragile white bone, terrifying and fragile, with a...

A gloomy aura. Her (his) head was drooped, and I couldn't see her (his) face, but I could already vaguely think of the miserable state of that face, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath in my heart.

In this world, the most cruel and terrifying thing that can be done to a person is nothing more than this.

Looking at Shizuka Miyamoto again, she was still smiling, looking at the skeletal man with such a calm expression, and even a little joyful excitement, as if she was looking at a satisfactory work.

This indistinguishable thing between men and women must be her masterpiece, right?

A stream of cold air rose up from the soles of my feet and instantly enveloped my whole body. I had long known that Miyamoto Shizoko was not a simple person, but I only thought she was a very smart person from a big family who was good at disguise and scheming.

The rich lady, but I didn’t expect that she would be so heartbroken and crazy...

Miyamoto Shizoko, what kind of person are you?

Miyamoto Jingqin also noticed my gaze. She turned her gaze from the bones and raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong? Don't you recognize this person, Miss Sora Tong?"

What...? Before I could reply, Miyamoto Shizuka laughed to herself again: "It doesn't matter. Since you forgot, I'll help you remember it, okay?"

"Meimei, look who I brought to you, eh? Haven't you always wanted to see Miss Kong Tong? Come on, raise your head and look at this..." At this point, Miyamoto Shizuka's

The voice suddenly became sharp. He took a few steps forward and suddenly raised Shou Gu's face.

"Let's see, is it Ms. Kongtong who likes to steal other people's things? Hmm??"

At this moment, I was completely in shock.

I saw that face that could not tell the difference between male and female. It was exactly as I imagined. It was haggard, thin, and pale, but it was not as dirty and messy as I imagined. It was obvious that this was a face that had once been beautiful and enchanting.

, but at this moment, it is filled with the terrifying aura of death. A pair of big eyes are almost empty, without any brilliance. The face is already too thin, the forehead bones are protruding, and the lips are horribly pale, which really gives people a gloomy feeling.

But what really shocked me was not this, this person... I saw that it was a woman's face, and she looked familiar. Although the current image was almost difficult to recognize her original appearance, I could still identify that person.

The authenticity of this feeling. I must have seen this person somewhere.

And Shizuka Miyamoto...what did she call her just now??

Bright...

Meili... Su Meili...

Boom! It was like a burst of thunder exploded in my mind. I lost all consciousness in an instant. All the strength was drained from my already limp body, and I sat limply on the ground.

Who can tell me, what on earth is going on??

At this moment, the ghostly figure of Miyamoto Shizuka was standing beside me at some point.

When I finally came to my senses and hurriedly tried to escape, a voice floated into my ears.

"Take your time to use the gift I gave you, Miss Kongtong."

...What do you mean? I was shocked. Before I could fully digest the meaning of the words, Miyamoto Shizuka had already stood up and left. Her clogs beat rhythmically on the cement floor. The door opened, followed by those big men. They

She let go of Su Mingliang, who was holding her in her hand, and followed Miyamoto Shizuka out of the house. Then there was a metal collision, which should be the sound of a lock.
Chapter completed!