The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 300: Born in hell, bad karma repaid

Jesse and Carly hugged each other tightly. The two girls, who thought they were doomed, had a blank mind at the moment, looking at the brutal weirdo who fell like a log with blank expressions on their faces.

Things happened so fast that they didn't realize what was happening and even forgot to take this opportunity to escape.

That's an...ancient Greek soldier?

Scott, who fell to the side, murmured to himself, rubbing his eyes in disbelief, because he was right behind the weirdo, and he was the only one to see a pale blue hazy light disappear quickly.

The simple and elegant Corinthian helmet, the bronze spear covered with copper emeralds, and the one-piece muscle armor seem to have emerged from the illustrations of a history textbook...

"Oh my God, Jesse, are you okay?"

France and Alvin ran out quickly from behind the big tree where they were hiding, hugged their friend who was covering his legs and groaning, and shouted in a crying voice.

"Carly, your injury..."

"Peace of mind, peace of mind, it's just a small wound, and no one can die." Carly endured the pain, pretending to be strong and smiled. She tried her best to stand up on the ground, holding France's wrist tightly, limping. He took her and left.

It was as if that young and handsome Asian man was some kind of giant beast.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. What you should be afraid of now are those devils who deserve to go to hell!" Ai Wen pointed in the distance with an excited look, almost jumping up and down with excitement.

I saw two deformed monsters who were still menacing just now, now facing a slowly walking figure, desperately pulling the trigger, pulling the bowstring, screaming and retreating, their voices full of fear.

Several people turned their heads to look in confusion. The original expressions of panic, fear, and despair seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and they were all frozen on their faces.

The shot lead bullets and arrows seemed to rush into the water, squirming in the air at an extremely slow speed. They ran out of power before they could reach the young man, and fell to the ground crookedly.

The slow and light steps brought invisible pressure. Every time they fell, it was like a huge stone hitting the hearts of the deformed weirdos, making them feel like they were almost out of breath. They quickly realized a fact:
This... this man is not a prey, but... a hunter!
No matter how deformed and ugly the appearance is, like an imbecile, the freak still possesses considerable intelligence, otherwise it would not be able to stay here for a long time and hunt, so that no one who is alone can escape.

"Run quickly, before the monsters come back..."

Wrapped in extreme panic, the two weirdos made completely opposite actions. The one in the red shirt pulled out a hunting knife and rushed forward, trying to fight to the death. The other little man with a bare chest screamed and turned around. escape.

Their actions are different, but their endings are the same.

A huge force surged from the void from all directions, like transparent invisible walls, squeezing the two "people" tightly together, their arms and thighs intertwined, like two frog specimens fixed by glass pieces , suspended in mid-air.

"Crack crack." A series of subtle and crisp fracture sounds sounded, and the ugly face that could stop the child from crying at night suddenly deformed, and was instantly covered with dirty snot and tears, and the bloodshot yellowish eyes bulged fiercely like goldfish. Almost bursting from the eye socket.

The force tightened and closed bit by bit, bones shattered, muscles collapsed, and the terrifying sound of organs exploding was transmitted through the body, and penetrated into the ears of the deformed man with extremely clear clarity. Combined with the fatal pain, it was really a mental and physical shock. Double torture.

In this hellish torment, their distorted muscles finally showed signs of despair and pleading. Just like the innocent passers-by who were killed and devoured by them.

"Hey, well, I'm sorry (spare my life)... I'm willing to obey you (I'm willing to obey)..."

However, the begging bargaining chip that he squeezed out with his last bit of strength seemed to the young man opposite him like the most humorous joke in the world.

"Spare you? Who will spare them?"

As the indifferent words echoed in the air, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the strange man's pupils, and quickly expanded, occupying the entire field of vision in just a few breaths.

When they gradually regained consciousness, they were horrified to find that they had been immersed in a boundless sea of ​​blood with red waves. The sweet liquid in the past seemed to have turned into extremely concentrated sulfuric acid, which not only caused severe burning The burning stings, and a strong fishy odor penetrates into the internal organs along the respiratory tract, turning into thousands of steel needles and knives churning wildly.

"Crash." The thick blood parted, and a strip of flesh was cut away by a sharp blade. The scratched white bone arm suddenly poked out from under the water, and its five fingers were like a drill, and it was fiercely inserted into the thigh of the weirdo in red, and the The evil seedlings were stirred to a pulp.

No male creature in this world can endure such a fatal beating. The weirdo trembled and took in the cold air, and a thin, gossamer whine erupted from his throat.

A delicate face with half of it smashed by a blunt instrument emerged. The lips that were once red and now pale opened and closed, and the bloody and bare gums collided with each other, making a silent laugh, as if they had absorbed the supreme power from the enemy's wail. of pleasure.

Seeing the mouth with all the teeth pulled out one by one, the red shirt remembered this woman. If he didn't want to bite off his little baby in the moment of pleasure, he would even want to enjoy it for a while longer.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock." Two wet and sticky soft things fell down, rolled twice on the little weirdo's arms, and stayed in his arms. He reluctantly moved his eyes.

Those were two highly decayed eyeballs.

Its owner, the rock climber who had bravely resisted, was placing his head with only a layer of dry skin next to him, staring coldly at him with dark eyes. The greasy maggots rolled out, crawled up the little man's arms, and slowly penetrated into his nostrils, ears...

"Uh, uh!" Feeling a bit of greasy and disgusting squirming, heading towards the brain, the little man's eyes were splitting, and he wanted to spit it out desperately, but under the restraint of invisible force, he could only moan vaguely in vain.

More broken bodies emerged, including headless ones, broken arms, those whose chests were cut open alive, and those whose intestines were forcibly removed...

Various and endless tortures are returned by the victims, allowing the murderers who are full of crimes to enjoy the pain they originally inflicted on others.

Time in this space is meaningless. This kind of suffering is both a moment and eternity...

Everything that happens in the gap between spirit and spirituality will naturally not be revealed in the material world. Several college graduates can only witness with horrifying eyes wisps of black and red mist emerging out of thin air, wrapping the two deformed weirdos into An indescribable mass formed, pushing aside the weeds and soil, and sank deeply into the ground.

Those who abuse innocent people and kill good people should end up in a pool of endless blood.

Zhu Mingyao took back the control, let the spell work on its own, and sneered faintly.

Since there is no trace of hell in today's era, I will rub one for you right now!
(End of this chapter)