Sweet Wife, be Good!

Shen Muhan took the number plate in his hand and turned it over in his spare time.

The more leisurely he was, the more panicked those six people.

This kind of sword of Damocles, which does not know when it will fall on his head, is the most disturbing.

The big deal is that it will be that way, but the torture of knowing that it is going to die, but not knowing when to die, makes people's hearts extremely collapsed.

At this moment, Shen Muhan was like a beast that knew how to hunt best. It was a good feeling to watch his prey collapse by himself.

The huge pressure was over the six people, and they could not plead, because the plea was of no avail.

He didn't even have a voice anymore, and could only watch Shen Muhan helplessly.

All this now stretched their nerves to the extreme.

It seems that this nerve will be broken in the next second.

But they know for sure that this nerve will not be broken, if it is really broken, it will be fine, so as not to suffer this huge mental torment.

But I couldn't, so I could only endure it like this, waiting like a year for Shen Muhan's final evil judgment.

"Come on, smoke. See who will die first." Shen Muhan greeted.

A total of six people, six number plates, they rushed over, not knowing whether they wanted to go first or later, and suffered more.

Shen Muhan asked them to smoke one.

Then he said slowly: "Oh, the game will be over soon, don't cry and laugh."

Those people didn't know what kind of expression to make, so they could only smile mechanically.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely weird.

"Throw in the person who got number one." After Shen Muhan finished speaking, the person was thrown in.

The wolf that only gnawed a little arm was not satisfied at all, and the blood and a small amount of food had already stimulated their nerves.

Once this person was thrown in, these evil wolves all surrounded him, and began to circle around him, making a low whimper.

They just didn't dare to come up directly.

But when it was discovered that the prey did not have much resistance, the pack of wolves surged up, and their fierce claws slammed at the man.

The man screamed, desperately trying to escape. He grabbed the railing and shouted: "Young Master Han, Young Master Han, please let me go, Young Master Han..."

But there is no use at all, any desperadoes are just lambs to be slaughtered at this moment.

The other five people were about to vomit. They licked their lives on the knife edge, but they had never seen such a scene.

They don't even know that they were thrown in and eaten first, and then thrown in and waited here for more psychological torture, which one is more terrifying, and which one is more difficult.

The one who was eaten was still dying for help until a wolf stepped forward and snapped his neck off.

Shen Muhan looked bored, and said lightly: "First lock up the five of them, and come see when I am free."

The five people breathed a sigh of relief as if they were amnesty, but after a while, they also knew that this psychological torture was even more terrifying, and the feeling of panic all day long was even more unbearable than death.

The tip of his nose was all vomiting **** smell, and Shen Muhan was dressed in beige clothes, without a trace of dust, just like the son of Pian Pianjia in the muddy world, stood up, turned and left.

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