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Chapter 4 Another desperate situation
  11 pm.

In the silent room, only the bedroom was lit.

In the bedroom at this time.

Ji Xiu leaned on the chair with a bruised nose and a swollen face, his hands behind his back were wrapped by ropes, connected to the chair, and his waist, abdomen and legs were also locked with ropes, making him unable to move.

Sitting beside the bed in front of him was a man playing with a dagger.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a centipede-like twisted scar on his left cheek. He was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and was looking at him with an indifferent expression.

At this time, the man took out a red-shelled cigarette case from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter and took a deep breath.

While spitting out the white mist, the man looked through the white mist, stared into Ji Xiu's eyes and asked:
  "Tell me, where is the divine seal?"

Facing the inquiry, Ji Xiu was unable to complain.

He didn't know what happened. He thought the other party was a thief who wanted to break into the house, but the target turned out to be him.

Realizing that he was caught pretending to be asleep, he also took the initiative to attack, but in the face of the disparity in strength, resistance was meaningless.

But the other party didn't seem to want to kill him directly. After beating him severely, he bound his body with a rope and tied him to a chair. Then he kept asking him where the divine seal was.

But the problem is, he doesn't know where the divine seal is, or even what it is.

"How come the original owner of the body that was seized is hiding a secret, giving him no way to survive."

Ji Xiu complained in his heart that he thought he could use Tong Wan's body to live a new life, but now it seems that the owner of this body is not simple.

"You won't say it, right?"

The man with the scar on his face smiled playfully, squatted down and picked up the toolbox placed at his feet. After opening it, the items inside made Ji Xiu break out in cold sweat.

Pliers, syringes, scalpels, finger clips... Before the torture even started, Ji Xiu could already feel the pain.

"Brother, if you have something to say, I really don't know what the divine seal you are talking about is... Is there a possibility that you got the wrong person? I am a law-abiding citizen, and there is my law enforcement certificate in the drawer of the bedside table. I will never Is it impossible to hide your things privately?”

The scar-faced man did not respond. He picked up a metal clock from the tool box, twisted the spring and put it on the bed. Then he took out a small video recorder from the tool box, placed it on the bed, and took out a small video recorder from the tool box. He came to stand in front of him with the red pliers still stained with blood on the surface, and clamped his nose with the pliers:
  "I don't know if you know where the divine seal is. In fact, even I don't know what the divine seal is. But my mission is to ask you about the whereabouts of the divine seal and torture you until you can't give an accurate answer. You are part of my mission.”

"Are you the killer of the Black Hole Organization?" Ji Xiu asked subconsciously.

The scar-faced man did not answer the question and slowly tightened the pliers in his hand. The cold texture of the metal and the faint smell of blood on the surface made Ji Xiu breathe faster.

"We don't need to waste each other's time. Let's tell you where the divine seal is."

"Brother, I really don't know where the divine seal is. If I knew, I would definitely tell you." Faced with the threat, Ji Xiu decisively gave in.

But he also knew that giving in at this time seemed to have no effect.

At this moment, the clock completes a circle and returns to the starting point, making a continuous "ding" sound.

The pliers tightened suddenly, and the hand smelling of cigarette smoke simultaneously covered his mouth.

The severe pain made Ji Xiu "whimper". Tears overflowed from his eyes and blood flowed down his nose. He could feel that the bridge of his nose was broken.

"Every minute I will ask, and I will slowly increase the severity of the punishment."

The scar-faced man took a step back, picked up the clock that was placed on the bed, twisted the clockwork again, put it down, and turned to look at Ji Xiu:
  "You have one minute to speak and begin your performance."

"I really don't know where the divine seal is. You must be really sick..."

Facing Ji Xiu's insults, the scarred-faced man wearing black-rimmed glasses did not show any emotion and just looked at him with indifferent eyes.

When the alarm clock rings again.

The scar-faced man came to Ji Xiu, pointed the pliers at his right ear, and pressed down hard.

The blood flowed and the stinging pain made Ji Xiu want to scream, but his mouth was covered and he could only moan and whimper.

It wasn't until his right ear was bloody that the scar-faced man stepped back and wound the clock again.

It can be seen that the killer's interrogation method is very professional.

There was both physical torture and mental torture. The rotation of the clockwork caused the hands on the alarm clock to rotate. Every beat of the hands brought a sense of fear and oppression to Ji Xiu.

Nose, ears, hair... The torture unfolds in different ways every time the alarm clock rings.

Ji Xiu was tortured till his body was bruised and bruised, but the torture still showed no intention of stopping.

Seeing that Ji Xiu still didn't tell where the divine seal was, a trace of impatience appeared on the scar-faced man's face. He turned around and took out a bottle of blue potion from the tool box. After sucking out the liquid with a needle, he came to him. Stand still, insert the needle into his neck, push the piston rod, and inject part of the liquid into his body.

As the liquid entered the body, Ji Xiu felt a strong burning sensation rising from his body. He felt itching all over his body and couldn't help but want to cry out in pain.

But the scar-faced man covered his mouth one step ahead.

Feeling the severe pain, Ji Xiu's body continued to tremble, and tears could not stop flowing from his eyes.

The pain lasted for five minutes and began to fade away. At this time, the scar-faced man let go of his hand and looked down into his tear-filled eyes:

"Tell me where the divine seal is."

"in the refrigerator."

Ji Xiu, who was already exhausted, chose to delay to gain some breathing time.

But this time may be short-lived.

After hearing his answer, the scarred man finally showed a smile on his face and turned around to leave.

Sounds could be heard outside, and the refrigerator was being violently dismantled.

A few minutes later, the scar-faced man appeared at the bedroom door with a gloomy expression and walked straight towards him.

"I remembered wrongly, it's in the kitchen cabinet!"

Upon hearing this, the scar-faced man slowly straightened his body and reached for the tool box. He took a deep look at him and then turned around and left the bedroom.

Next came the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

A few more minutes passed, and the scar-faced man appeared at the bedroom door again.

Before he could enter, Ji Xiu spoke in advance:

"Give me another chance. I've hidden the divine seal in the TV. You can find it by dismantling the TV."

But this time the scar-faced man obviously lost his patience. He came to the bed, took out the syringe from the tool box, stood in front of him, and injected the liquid in the syringe into his neck.

Severe pain struck again, and Ji Xiu's life was worse than death.

Death is the release at this time.

The effect of the medicine lasted for ten minutes, during which Ji Xiu fainted once. After being awakened by the scar-faced man with cold water, he continued to endure the pain that was not over yet.

After sealing his mouth with tape, the scar-faced man sat across from him and smoked, watching his silent wails indifferently.

When the effects of the medicine wore off, Ji Xiu didn't even have the strength to speak, and his clothes were already wet with sweat and blood.

Ji Xiu slumped weakly on the seat. The scar-faced man stood up and stood in front of him. He put his left hand on his head that had been plucked out, put his forehead against his head, and looked directly into his eyes. Holding the dagger in his right hand and pressing it against his neck, he asked one last time:
  "I believe you don't know where the divine seal is, but according to the mission requirements, I will ask you one last time, where is the divine seal...?"

Before he finished speaking, a wisp of blood slid down the scar-faced man's nose to the ground, splashing blood beads.

Then the second drop, the third drop….

Seeing the blood dripping on the ground, Ji Xiu raised his head and looked at the scarred man, with a smile on his bruised and swollen face:

"It looks like it worked." The scar-faced man took a step back and dropped the dagger in his hand to the ground. He reached out to touch his nose. He saw blood continuously overflowing from his nostrils, and his expression looked a little unbelievable.

During these few hours of contact, Ji Xiu discovered that the scar-faced man was very addicted to cigarettes, and would take out his cigarette case and light one from time to time.

Faced with a desperate situation and unable to move, Ji Xiu thought of the powerful tick poison that Tong Wan's parents had ordered.

This medicine comes in the form of a white powder, which is not easy to spot unless you look carefully.

When the scar-faced man asked about the location of the divine seal, all the hiding places he gave were sprinkled with tick poison. The scar-faced man did not disappoint him. He rummaged through boxes and cabinets in search of the divine seal, and his fingers were stained with tick poison powder.

In addition, he would light up a cigarette from time to time and touch the cigarette holder with his fingers, making it easy for him to swallow the tick poison or inhale it into his body.

While enduring the torture, Ji Xiu was also waiting for the medicine to take effect.

I heard from Tong Wan's parents on the phone that tick and rat poison is very effective and that you need to pay attention to safety when placing it, but Ji Xiu didn't know exactly how effective it was.

Facts have proven that tick and rat poison is indeed very effective.

At this time, the man with the scarred face was bleeding from all the holes, his expression was desperate, and then he suddenly turned around and entered the bathroom.

There was the sound of water running inside, as well as the sounds of swallowing and vomiting.

Soon, there was no movement in the bathroom.

"Restoring from a desperate situation, beautiful."

Although he killed someone, Ji Xiu felt extremely calm inside, and even had a hint of joy brought about by a Jedi comeback.

At this time, his whole body was sore and weak, and his limbs were bound by ropes, making him unable to move.

But he couldn't sleep at this time. His injury was serious and he needed to seek medical attention as soon as possible.

Otherwise it may turn into a long sleep.

He struggled and overturned the chair to the ground, moved to the scar-faced man's dagger, pushed the dagger to the corner, held it against the dagger and began to shake his body, the blade rubbing against the rope wrapped around his hand.

This process is extremely difficult, and you have to stop from time to time to take a breath and recover your strength.

Finally, the rope broke and Ji Xiu successfully untied the restraints on his wrists.

He immediately turned over, picked up the dagger, and cut the rope around his leg.

Standing up, he dragged his tired body full of scars and limped to the bathroom.

Seeing the scar-faced killer with a distorted face and lifeless body lying in a pool of blood, Ji Xiu raised his middle finger towards him.

"Damn."

But just when he was about to go back and get his cell phone to call the police, he turned around and saw a figure wearing a devil mask and black clothes sitting beside the bed. On top of his head, there was a circle similar to Zhong Yuanying's head. Red halo.

Ji Xiu didn't even hear a sound of his arrival.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
  "Awesome, I don't know how you did it, but being able to kill Lao Hei is enough to prove your strength."

"who are you?"

Realizing that the visitor was evil, Ji Xiu subconsciously took a step back to the bathroom.

"I come from the same place as him, where do you think I come from?"

Realizing that the other party was probably also a member of the Black Hole Killer Organization, Ji Xiu decisively reached for the door handle and tried to close the door.

At this time, the man in black sitting beside the bed turned into a phantom, suddenly appeared in front of him, and waved his hand across his neck.

His breathing suddenly became intermittent, and Ji Xiu could clearly feel the air leaking from his neck.

"Cough cough!"

Blood surged up his throat, blocking his trachea and coughing out of his mouth.

The exhausted body fell limply to the ground, and the things in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, becoming blurry and gradually dimming.

Ji Xiu couldn't even see clearly the movements of the man in the evil ghost mask.

As if in the blink of an eye, it moved in front of him, and with a flash of cold light, his throat was slit.

"Son of a bitch……."

At the last moment of his life, Ji Xiu swore in his heart that after his soul was transferred, he would slap the other person on the cheek 30 times, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.

……

His vision was shrouded in endless darkness.

Ji Xiu's consciousness continued to sink and sink in the darkness, like falling into a bottomless abyss.

At this moment, a strong suction force struck, and a little light emerged from the darkness. It quickly expanded and dispersed the darkness until the entire world was lit up by light.

"hiss!"

Suddenly waking up from the darkness, Ji Xiu opened his eyes.

Realizing that he was reborn again, Ji Xiu had a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"It's your uncle's job to carry out endless assassinations, right?"

The things in front of him were covered with a layer of white fog, making it difficult to see clearly for the time being. Ji Xiu struggled to sit up.

"Snapped!"

After giving himself a slap, he still wanted to give himself another slap to fulfill the vow he made before being killed.

But he raised his hand but never dropped it.

He sensed something was wrong.

It's not because he inherited this body. Hitting the owner of this body is equivalent to hitting himself.

He clearly remembered that the owner of this body was wearing an evil ghost mask, and it was impossible for his palm to pass through the mask and hit his cheek.

The white mist in front of my eyes slowly faded.

When Ji Xiu saw the scene in front of him clearly, his head felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, making a "buzzing" sound.

He found that he did not have the body of the masked killer, nor did he appear in the bedroom where Tong Wan rented. Looking around, there was no devil's toolbox on the bed, nor did Tong Wan and the scar-faced man collapse in the bathroom. corpse.

The ground was covered with strange patterns smeared with blood. He was wearing white pajamas and sitting in the center of the strange patterns.

Looking down, he saw a dagger lying on his right hand. The blade was stained with blood. When he turned his left hand over, there was a scab on his wrist.

The scene in front of him was extremely familiar, it was exactly what he saw when he first traveled through time.

"Something's wrong."

Ji Xiu suddenly raised his head and glanced through the floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room to the top of the tall building ahead.

The white light reflected by the mirror flashed in his eyes.

"grass."

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