The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 306 Life and death, terror, desire, ugliness

Even after a long period of psychological construction, when the moment she had dreamed of finally arrived, the woman's mind was still at a loss for a moment.

Because she knew very clearly how depraved, filthy and inhumane what she was going to do next was.

The education and faith I have received throughout my life have turned into a heavy pendulum, knocking on the big bell called conscience, letting the prepared words linger in my throat, but I can't spit them out.

A voice sounded leisurely, breaking the dull atmosphere:

"Dear Mrs. Tracy, it seems that you haven't made up your mind yet..."

Her voice is sweet and delicate, and her words are also very gentle and polite, showing her tolerance and consideration.

"It's better to wait a little longer. Please think carefully before coming. Anyway... we have plenty of time."

"NO!" The woman raised her head suddenly, her facial muscles twisted violently, and the thick foundation fell off, revealing the covered ugly age spots.

"But I don't have time anymore...no more." Although the layers of dust brought by the long years have made her mind dull, the rich life experience made the old woman still vaguely aware of the other party's attempts to get at it.

"I'm ready." Her tone was dry, and she moved the document bag in her hand forward with a straight face.

The retro-style wavy blond hair is casually let down, a pair of fox eyes blink gently, and the two plump red lips complement the white and jade-like skin.

On the ground with some black mud-like stains remaining, wisps of red light suddenly appeared, quickly moving around and outlining a huge five-pointed star entwined with strange runes, and the air was suddenly filled with an extremely strong smell of blood.

After complimenting her, the owner of the voice stepped forward slowly. As the high heels clicked, a beam of light reflected off the dome mirror, which happened to fall on her body, reflecting a charming and gorgeous face.

"Except for a little jewelry, all my belongings are here."

On the hot and concave body, there are two surprisingly plump balls, which hold up the burgundy professional suit. The whole body is like a cherry that is so ripe that it is about to burst, showing the unique sexiness of this age.

Without seeing her move, five brass sheep-head water pipes suddenly opened their mouths beside the dry bathtub, and each sprayed out a stream of viscous red liquid, which dripped into the tile groove below.

"Now, please fulfill your promise, Miss Sally!" The rich old widow gasped and clenched her two rows of dentures.

It's just that Tracy is no longer in the mood to care about that. In the balance of this transaction, her chips are pitifully small.

"Excellent. Your decisiveness is admirable. You can get the chance to get rid of illness and aging by just giving a little extra. It's a good deal."

"A four-story apartment building, two villas, plus two shops, five properties were donated through complex legal means. Several fund stocks held were also converted into cash and deposited into designated accounts. According to your request, I did it very secretly and did not attract anyone’s attention.”

And the price is to give up the qualification of the Lamb of God... Tracy smiled secretly.

"Drink the nectar brewed from the essence of life to restore youth and health." The woman's tone was vaguely bewitching, like a devil's whisper.

After taking the trading items from the old woman and flipping them around, Sally smiled with satisfaction and said:
"Then, please come forward and stand in the center of the array."

Almighty Lord, please forgive me.

She clapped her hands together, and the waiter who stood silently magically delivered a square plate covered with a silver plate cover.

If the elderly tour group members outside are here, they will be able to recognize at a glance that the manager of Hob Hot Spring Manor is now more coquettish and evil than the gentle and approachable person she was when she received tourists.

After praying for the last time as a human being, she stood in the middle of the pentagram.

The ugly waiter lifted the plate cover, and a bowl of turbid "soup" appeared in front of his eyes.

Fingers turned white with water curled up towards the sky. Half-melted eyeballs lay diagonally between strange pieces of flesh.

Anyone can easily see how evil this so-called nectar of life is!

That is the deepest sin engraved in human genes:
——Cannibalism!
Faced with the filth that would make ordinary people choke with tears, the old woman just closed her eyes and took a trembling gulp.

"Pfft, cough!"

The extremely fishy smell rushed left and right crazily, eroding the old man's already numb tongue, and it took all her willpower not to vomit on the spot.

After breathing for a moment, she sensed it carefully with hope. The expression on her face changed continuously, first from joy to doubt, and then to solidification.

The lungs damaged by cigarettes were still stuffy, and the liver, soaked in strong alcohol, was still throbbing.

There is no improvement in physical health except...

A hot and violent strange breath rushed into the brain, spreading slowly and firmly!

"No! What... do you want to do?"

With the little occult knowledge she had collected over the past few years and spent a lot of money, she keenly felt a trace of violation and shouted angrily in horror.

"Miss Sally, we agreed that I would use all my wealth in exchange for the opportunity to turn into an ogre. Do you want to go back on it?"

However, her angry accusation only received a mocking sneer.

"Idiot! If I kill you, the money will be mine."

Sally raised her chin arrogantly and raised the corners of her mouth, "There are always some country rich people like you who think they can easily rejuvenate themselves by spending a little money.

As long as your brain is not burned out by desire, you should know that if we really have such magical power, our family should be dining with the top wealthy families of the Federation in a secret club in New York, instead of staying in a remote country and spending time with others. A scared old woman plays house! "

"So, it's all a scam...including the information I got from the director of the nursing home..." Mrs. Tracy shook her head like an epilepsy, her shiny tortoiseshell hairpin fell, and her neat silver hair was messy and scattered. moaned.

Like a little girl who had just finished a prank, Sally clapped, "Haha, you got the answer right, but there's no reward."

She stood on tiptoes and spun around lightly, as if this was not enough to vent her joy.

"As long as you deliberately leak a little information, there will be smart fools who smell it and give away their life savings. I really want to thank you. You must know that taking care of a group of relatives with good appetites is very expensive."

Sally took out a rough dagger carved from obsidian and slid it back and forth on the old woman's wrinkled neck.

"Don't be too nervous. The flesh and blood medicine will not kill you, but will only control your brain. After half a year, and no one suspects it, you will die peacefully."

"You are indeed very cautious. You have spent several years searching for information to confirm the legend, but no matter how cunning the prey is, it cannot escape the hands of the hunter."

She smiled half seriously, half teasingly: "The law of the jungle is the true meaning of life. We must learn to accept...sheep eat grass, wolves eat sheep, and I eat 豼!"

"I very much agree with your point of view." A golden light fell on his head, and his words echoed like a cold wind.

"Now I'm here to prey on the weak, please learn to accept it too!"

(End of this chapter)