The Master of Destiny In The City

"Ah!" This sudden scene immediately screamed Secretary Yang who was standing next to him.

"Feng Bin, what are you doing?!" Qi Xuan also shivered in fright. He only felt that his scalp was numb, and his whole body was chilly. He shouted at Feng Bin harshly.

However, no matter how Secretary Yang screamed or Qi Xuan screamed, Feng Bin didn't seem to hear him. He stood there motionless, his eyes sluggish, as if he had lost his soul.

A large piece of his right middle finger was bitten, and blood was constantly flowing from the wound, but he didn't seem to feel it at all!

"brush!"

Suddenly, Feng Binhuo turned around and walked towards the white wall not far away step by step. His walking posture was very weird, and he didn't know what was going on, which made people feel cold.

In the shocking eyes of Qi Xuan and Secretary Yang, Feng Bin stepped up to the front of the snow-white wall step by step, and saw that he raised his bloody right middle finger and wrote on the wall.

"He... what does he want to do?!"

"Is he crazy?!"

Qi Xuan and Secretary Yang stared at Feng Bin, who was writing something on the white wall with bloody fingers, and said in amazement.

"Chichichichi!"...

Feng Bin used his bloody right middle finger to write hard on the snow-white wall. He used so much force that there was a creepy rubbing sound between his fingers and the wall.

It's just that Feng Bin seems to be completely unaware of all this, and he writes hard with his fingers in there.

I'm guilty.

Soon, three big characters written in blood appeared on the snow-white wall. The bright red blood formed a sharp contrast with the snow-white walls, which created an unparalleled visual impact!

"I'm guilty?!" Qi Xuan's face was pale, and he stared at the three characters written in blood by Feng Bin without blinking, muttering to himself.

At this moment, there were thousands of great waves in his heart, and a feeling of extreme anxiety and fear surged into his heart.

What is Feng Bin doing?

Conscience finds that you want to write down all the wrong things you have done in a blood book before you die?

But how is this kind of thing possible?

Feng Bin is one of his most trusted confidants. He knows it too well. Unless he is forced to the point of desperation, otherwise, he is absolutely impossible to do such a thing!

Could it be that someone has forced Feng Bin to this point?

"thump!"

When Qi Xuan's thoughts were flying wildly, Secretary Yang was directly frightened and collapsed to the ground. Her pretty face was frightened as pale as paper, and it looked like she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Qi Shichang, what happened here? I just seemed to hear..." At this moment, Zhang Wen, who had already left, rushed in breathlessly, and when he saw the words "written on the white wall" When the three blood words "I am guilty" and Feng Bin, who was crazy writing on the wall like an evil, immediately showed a look of astonishment and fear in his eyes.

I don't know why, seeing Feng Bin now, he immediately thought of Shi Jie, who hanged himself in his office, and the confession that Shi Jie left before he died!

"Qi Shichang, this...what the hell is going on?!" Zhang Wen turned his head to Qi Xuan, whose face was pale, and asked.

"I...I don't know what's going on." Qi Xuan shook his head and said in a trembling voice. "Just now when he reported to me about his work, he was fine, but suddenly he was crazy. He bit his finger suddenly and kept writing on the wall!"

"Did it suddenly become like this?" Zhang Wen whispered.

At this moment, he could not help but think of the suicides of Li Sheng and Shi Jie.

Last night, Li Sheng died of suicide by cutting his wrist. But the problem is that Li Sheng's wife Chen Xue repeatedly claimed that Li Sheng was in a very good mood in the past few days, and that it was impossible for him to commit suicide anyway.

In addition, Shi Jie died of suicide by hanging himself. But Zhang Wen and Shi Jie have worked together for so long, how could they not understand Shi Jie's temperament? No matter what happens, Shi Jie is unlikely to commit suicide.

Doubts were revealed everywhere in these two murders.

At this moment, when he saw Feng Bin's weird appearance, a terrible thought suddenly popped out of his mind, that is, would Li Sheng and Shi Jie suddenly commit suicide like this Feng Bin?

"Chichichichi!"...

Feng Bin kept writing on the snow-white wall with bloody fingers. After a while, densely written words with blood appeared on the snow-white wall.

"This...what is this?!" Qi Xuan stared at the words on the snow-white wall with wide eyes, and said with shock.

"This...this is a confession book! This turned out to be a confession book!!" Zhang Wen showed an unprecedented look of horror and horror on his face.

He suddenly discovered that the things Feng Bin had written on the wall with his blood were almost the same as the white paper left by Shi Jie before his death. They were all confessions of his previous mistakes! !

"Why... how could this be? How could this be?!" Zhang Wen only felt a icy chill from the soles of his feet rushing into his forehead, causing him to shudder and shudder.

He now fully understands that the deaths of Li Sheng, Shi Jie and others were not an accident at all, but were controlled by some terrifying power in the underworld! *

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