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No one knows when Gao Ming passed away, and no one knows why he hated Situ An so much.

The heavy rain hit Gao Ming, and water droplets dripped down his hair and onto Situ An's face. Every drop was cold and chilling.

"We meet again, Situ An!"

The memory of death in his heart turned like a gear, and all the painful, suppressed, and desperate screams echoed in Gao Ming's chest. His fingers pierced the skin on Situ An's neck, and his fingertips continued to press down.

After starting over again and paving the future with death, he tried such a path and allowed a life as small as an ant to lock the neck of the acting director of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau.

Situ An couldn't breathe and couldn't speak. He grabbed Gao Ming's arm with both hands, but even if he dug out deep blood marks, he couldn't shake Gao Ming at all.

He had only met Gao Ming a few times, and they lived in different worlds. He didn't understand why Gao Ming's murderous intention was so strong.

The feeling of suffocation came, and finally a trace of pain appeared in Situ An's eyes. He played with life and regarded living people as tools; he used all available tools at any cost; he had laid out the plan for many years and worked hard to climb to the heights of the vast sea; he started from I never imagined that such a day would come.

His hair was soaked in mud and his head was pressed on the gravel. Situ An's red eyes were filled with hatred and unwillingness.

He mastered some of the school rules, obtained the photos of all the teachers in the school, and turned his own children into big ghosts in the House of Resentment. He could mobilize the huge resources of the entire East District. He also had the protection of the General Bureau of Investigation and could drive security personnel to carry out cross-regional rescues.

With so many trump cards, Situ An never thought that he would die. He put everything on the table, except himself.

His body began to feel cold, and Situ An felt a deep chill in his heart. All the trump cards he had were destroyed one by one by Gao Ming.

When did he start planning to kill me?

Doctor Lu and Qing Ge were killed? Public speech? Or earlier?

At a certain moment, Situ An felt the emotion of fear. He had not been afraid of anything for decades.

Is it fate? Everything has been arranged in my destiny! I can do all this, and the only thing that ruins every game of mine is fate!

Situ An could no longer breathe, and his eyes finally moved from Gao Ming to the dark cloud-covered night sky.

You are also a pawn of fate. After you kill me, you will die too and no one can escape!

Gao Ming saw too many things in Situ An's eyes, but he would not give Situ An a chance to speak.

He had paid too much to kill Situ An, and he would not make any mistakes or hesitate this time.

"In the next world, you won't be there."

The flesh-and-blood ghosts and gods entangled with the Investigation Bureau's defense line in the distance seemed to have heard the call, and turned into blood and water all over the sky, with the scent of flesh overflowing.

The next moment, blood flowed from Gao Ming's heart, and chains penetrated Situ An's body.

A smile appeared on the congratulatory face for the first time, and the eight arms full of bullet holes swallowed Situ An like a giant mouth!

The blood gathered, and the ghosts and gods grabbed Situ An, crushed his body with flesh and blood, and sent him to the torture chamber.

The moment Situ An was imprisoned in Gao Ming's heart, the death memory fragments related to Situ An in Gao Ming's chest shattered. They no longer tortured Gao Ming all the time, but integrated into Gao Ming's body and mind.

After accepting the self that was killed in the past, Gao Ming's physical fitness changed significantly, as if a person kept giving himself psychological hints, and one day he found that all the hints had become reality.

A lot of pressure was relieved. When Situ An was imprisoned in the torture chamber, Gao Ming felt unprecedentedly relaxed, as if an iron nail had been pulled out that had pierced his soul. He no longer had to worry about being stung.

"From now on, you will fall into hell with me and experience death and despair again and again. I will share all my pain with you!"

Gao Ming fell back and let the rain drip down on him. In this world, except for Gao Yun, he was the only one who knew what it meant to swallow Situ An into the torture chamber.

The unchangeable fate has been shaken again, and the variables caused by the Flesh Fairy will increase sharply over time. Among all the futures Gao Ming has seen, there is no future without Situ An, and now everything has been changed.

The chains rattled in his heart, and Gao Ming heard Situ An's screams.

Situ An, who could never be truly killed in countless comebacks in the past, is now imprisoned in a heart full of torture instruments. This feeling is like a person whose throat is stuck with a fish bone. Now he takes out the fish bone and puts the fish bone in the palm of his hand to look at it.

Gao Ming, who fell backward, did not fall into the muddy water. He was bitten by the big dog that had been waiting for him and fled the scene quickly.

Whether it's the fight between Hong Yi and school rules, or the blockade of the school by the General Investigation Bureau, all of these can only be ranked second in Gao Ming's heart.

"How much resentment do you have? Do you have to kill him here? Can't you wait even a second?" Big Dog scolded Gao Ming. He and Gao Ming hid in the place closest to Hongyi, their legs were so scared that they were now numb. Still shaking.

Gao Ming smiled and didn't refute anything. He hid in the big dog's belly and closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank into the torture chamber, and his heart was like the flesh and blood fairy's chamber of resentment, except that it was much more powerful and terrifying than the ordinary chamber of resentment. It was accumulated bit by bit by him dying countless times.

Eyes narrowed, when Gao Ming entered the torture room, someone had already arrived before him.

Xia Yang's self-portrait is imprinted on the edge of the torture room, and he is observing Gao Ming's biggest secret as if no one else is watching. Teacher Xia still doesn't know that from the moment he paints in the torture chamber, he will be forever tied to Gao Ming. He will lose all opportunities for a comeback and will never have a future.

"I thought your heart would be a tunnel full of corpses, but I didn't expect you to have such a side?" Xia Yang's self-portrait walked among various torture instruments, listening to the wailing from the chains, and everyone in the torture room All the chains were "forged" by dead people, and the chain representing Dr. Lu happened to penetrate Situ An's left arm.

"This is not the place you should come." Gao Ming looked at Xia Yang's self-portrait and his mood seemed to get better.

"Xia Yang is dead. I am you. I will be everywhere you go." Teacher Xia's self-portrait appeared opposite Situ An. At this time, Situ An had lost his flesh and blood, leaving only his soul and consciousness. He also raised his head.

His soul was fixed by chains, and his flesh and blood were eaten by ghosts and gods. However, even though he was so miserable, he still did not feel despair. It seemed that as long as his spiritual consciousness was still there, he still had hope of making a comeback.

Glancing at Xia Yang and Situ An, Gao Ming sat next to the ghosts and gods. The player leaders in the Future Real Ghost Story game and the powerful figures in the Investigation Bureau were all imprisoned in the torture chamber, which gave Gao Ming a very strange feeling.

He used to be a psychological counselor at Henshan Prison for Severe Offenders, and his daily job was to provide psychological counseling to criminals in the prison. But now what he has to do is somewhat similar to that in the past. Maybe the only difference is that he doesn't need psychological counseling anymore, it's enough to prevent him from being brainwashed by the prisoners.

With his hands, feet, and body all penetrated by chains, Situ An was already in a situation that couldn't get any worse, but he still wanted to save himself.

Because his pained and distorted expression was suppressed, Situ An pulled the chains on his body and raised his head to look at Xia Yang. Situ An was more curious about Xia Yang's existence than Gao Ming. He didn't remember that there was such a madman in the school: "Who are you?"

"Let me paint a picture for you."

Xia Yang looked at Situ An's face. The crazy artist was admiring the craziest and cunning soul. In a future that has not been rewritten, the two of them are each other's biggest rivals.