Death Inquisitor

The clown's abuse, other people's gossip, and the leopard's threat, all of these struck Long Zhizhang's heart all the time, making him feel humiliated. He wanted to escape from this humiliation, but he felt a twisted feeling in this humiliation.

I can't stand it anymore... Abnormal... Ahhhhh...

"You can't stand this level?" The clown looked at him coldly. Long Zhizhang was forced to cooperate with him, but the clown didn't react at all.

"Why didn't you feel this way when you did these things?" The clown exerted force on his hands, and Long Zhizhang held his breath, fearing that he would die directly from the pain.

Throwing the unresponsive Long Zhizhang to the ground, the clown grabbed Long Zhizhang's hair and asked him to raise his head to look at him, smiling meaningfully.

Long Zhizhang gasped and gave the clown a flattering smile that was uglier than crying.

He didn't want to do this. He felt that he had completely lost his dignity. He wanted to jump up and take revenge on the clown, but he knew that he couldn't do it. In order to avoid being abused by the clown later, he had to do this.

A beast, worse than a beast. Long Zhizhang vented his pain and hatred in his heart.

The clown stood up, walked a few steps, paused, turned around and put the clown hat on Long Zhizhang's head that looked like an octopus with its claws spread out. He asked Long Zhizhang to rise up and patted him. After hearing the sound, he walked towards the iron cage.

Long Zhizhang watched his movements, his expression changing from numbness at the beginning to fear at the end. He didn't dare to let the clown hat fall off and wanted to run away, so he had to put his hand on the hat and retreat on the ground like an earthworm. .

The leopard finally got out of the cage, how could he easily let go of the prey he had wanted for a long time? Their light bodies jumped and came to Long Zhizhang's surroundings. There were leopards pressing down on Long Zhizhang's feet, and some leopards pressing down on him. He took Long Zhizhang's hand.

The leopards were not in a hurry to dissect Long Zhizhang. They scratched Long Zhizhang's body back and forth with their barbs, biting into Long Zhizhang's flesh and blood with a force that was neither light nor heavy but could drive Long Zhizhang crazy.

"Look, he doesn't even spare animals, and he actually reacts like this!"

"You're an idiot to begin with, why is it so strange that you react to wild beasts?"

The onlookers started talking again. Before this, Long Zhizhang had never realized that his hearing was so good and he could hear every word spoken by others.

He raised his hands to cover his ears, but Leopard mistook him for trying to struggle, and Leopard suddenly became violent.

. Long Zhizhang struggled subconsciously. A leopard jumped on him and aimed its bloody mouth at Long Zhizhang's neck.

"Stab-"

How did you feel when you saw the meat on your neck being bitten off by a leopard? The bloody meat scraps and the spurting blood fell on Long Zhizhang's face. He stared, forgetting to breathe, and his pupils Shrunk into a small point, his mouth trembled like a wind-up toy.

"Ahhh!" Long Zhizhang screamed, which caused the leopards to bite even more crazily. For a moment, his neck, his hands, and his feet were all bitten by the leopards.

Long Zhizhang struggled desperately. All the strength in his life was used now. He finally kicked a leopard away. Before he could crawl out a few steps, he was pinned down by the leopard again.

Long Zhizhang's face was covered with blood, sweat and tears. He cried and begged the clown: "Help me! Help me! I am willing to do anything!"

The clown looked at him with a smile, unmoved.

Long Zhizhang looked at the others again. At this time, he no longer thought these people were monsters. They became his hope for survival. He said all the good things he remembered in his mind, but everyone was just like the clown. Indifferent.

"Are you still human?!" Only half of Long Zhizhang's body was left. The leopard dragged out his intestines. Blood and intestines flowed all over the floor. Long Zhizhang became dizzy when he saw it. He was about to faint, but was tortured by the pain of being bitten by a leopard until he regained consciousness.

It's too painful, you might as well kill me...kill me!

The clown came forward, looked at Long Zhizhang with cold eyes, and said word by word: "Are we still human beings?"

The clown squatted down, grinned and asked, "Isn't this what you look like? Isn't what we do the same thing you do?"

The clown's words were like the sharpest arrows, piercing into Long Zhizhang's heart. He found some remaining memories in his rotten heart, rooted deeply in those memories, and denounced Long Zhizhang's pathology.

Long Zhizhang raised his head. What he saw this time was not the clown, but himself. The self that controlled others as a child, the self that controlled others as an adult, and the self that worked for Yu Changsheng in the research institute to control others.

For the first time, he discovered that his face was so ugly.

The self in front of me was laughing crazily, opening and closing his mouth and saying: "How could I let you die so easily? I want you to experience what it means to not be able to survive and not to die."

Long Zhizhang blinked his eyes quickly several times and saw clearly that the person in front of him was the clown and not himself.

He let out a breath, and the clown's words "I won't let you die like this" echoed in his ears.

"Magic, don't come here yet!" the clown shouted at the top of his lungs. The magician flew over on a flaming wheel. The fire on the wheel shot up and burned the hem of the magician's tuxedo. A piece of it was burned.

The clown clicked his tongue and said, "Stop playing with those ugly props of yours and get to work quickly."

magician heart

Holding his tuxedo in pain, he pretended to wipe the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes and said: "No, I want to go forward and retreat with my tuxedo. I think back then, it was this tuxedo that accompanied me through my journey as a magician. The first performance of my career is still with me. How can I abandon it just because it has flaws?”

The clown gave him a kick from behind and kicked him off the wheel. The magician rolled several times on the ground and turned into a clay figure. The clown rolled his eyes and said: "No one cares about you and your rags. Work quickly, or that bastard will be eaten up if you don't work. I'll see what you say when the letter comes back."

"Speaking of letters..." The magician immediately jumped up, coughed twice, and walked to the broken Long Zhizhang. ..