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Miao Dehai reached down and almost subconsciously covered his right face. The burning pain on his cheek told him that he had been beaten.

Very good!

He looked up and met Zhang Yiyan's gaze. The latter raised his lips with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, "Time's up!"

Miao Dehai ignored him completely, "Hahahaha, you hit me! This is torture, I can sue you, hahahaha!"

"You, that's you! You hit me! I have to thank you, hahahahahaha!"

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, and the laughter was stuck. Zhang Yiyan tilted his head slightly to look at him and smiled, "You are not smart! I'm still here!"

"!!! You! How did you do that?" Miao Dehai finally reacted, but the pain on his face was real. He looked at him with some doubt, "You raised your hand, who else could it be if not you?"

"Raise your hand?" Zhang Yiyan looked at his right hand. His fingers were slender, and his nails were slightly long and pink. When he looked up again, there was a strange smile in his eyes. "This place is more than three meters away from you. How can I hit you from such a distance?!"

The curve of his lips widened, and he waved his right hand lightly, and there was another slap. Zhang Yiyan looked at his hand, then looked at Miao Dehai who had an incredible look on his face, and suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha, why aren't you laughing, huh?"

Then he turned his right hand and made a grabbing motion, exerting force with his five fingers. Miao Dehai seemed to be strangled by the throat, and his eyes widened in fear. "You! Uh~~~"

He grabbed his neck tightly with both hands, trying to relieve the suffocation, but it was in vain. The oxygen was drained out, and the eardrums were roaring. The blood rushed to his head instantly, and his face turned red.

He struggled to kick the ground with his feet, his eyes rolled back, as if he was going to die in the next second!

Zhang Yiyan tilted his head, looked at his hands, then looked at him, smiling brightly, "Look, I didn't go over there, I'm right here, you can't talk nonsense!"

After chuckling a few times and withdrawing his hand, Miao Dehai started coughing due to the sudden rush of air. After an unknown amount of time, the coughing stopped.

"Miao Dehai, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

Miao Dehai took a few deep breaths and looked at him with a sinister look, "I didn't kill anyone! I want to have my injuries examined! I want to have my injuries examined!"

Looking straight into his eyes, Zhang Yiyan remained calm and smiled, "Miao Dehai, it would be better if you could control your trembling when you said this!"

"Click". The front and back doors were pushed open almost at the same time. Ma Guangyao came in and stood behind Yao Yuan. On the other side, Dong Daguo was escorted in by two people and placed one meter away from Miao Dehai.

Seeing Dong Daguo, Zhang Yiyan smiled, "Everyone is here, we can start!"

start? What to start with?

The two of them looked at each other unconsciously, and Miao Dehai obviously shrank back into his chair.

Zhang Yiyan shook the yellow paper in his hand, then turned to face the two people, "Look familiar, right? They miss you so much, they want you to pay with blood!"

With his spiritual power running, his fingertips flashed with golden light, and he threw the yellow paper at random. The paper danced in the air, circling. Then, as if alive, it quickly arranged itself neatly, flew to the two people one by one, and surrounded them in the middle.

When all the yellow papers were arranged, they suddenly became suspended in the air without moving, with the side with the portrait facing the two people.

Under the shocked and incredulous gazes of others, Zhang Yiyan lightly turned the index finger of his right hand, and the yellow paper also turned, circling Miao Dehai and Dong Daguo, like a rotating hot pot!

The main course is the two people in the middle, and it is guaranteed that they can see the appearance of each victim!

"Snap!" With a snap of fingers, the paper hung in the air motionless.

Zhang Yiyan stopped laughing, his eyes showing a chill, "Did you see that? The 45 people you killed are all here!"

"They didn't see what happened to you and they are still resentful. I had no choice but to bring them here."

Miao Dehai and Dong Daguo were horrified as they scanned the people in the portraits, some of whom they recognized and some of whom they didn't. Dong Daguo had already burst into tears and kept begging for mercy in a low voice.

Miao Dehai suddenly turned his gaze towards Zhang Yiyan, "You are all a bunch of damn bitches. You are dead anyway. What can a few crappy paintings do to me? You have no evidence, no evidence!"

"I'm telling you, stop playing tricks. I'm not afraid of ghosts! How can I be afraid of a few paintings? Ugh!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Yiyan snorted coldly, glanced at his right index finger, put it into his mouth and forcefully stroked his canine teeth, and blood immediately oozed out.

His fingers quickly drew a talisman in the air, and in just a few seconds a red talisman was completed and appeared in the air. He pushed his palm and the blood seal split into two, directly imprinting on the faces of the two people.

Seeing that his finger was broken, Yan Junge came back to his senses from the shock just now, and hurriedly held his finger in his mouth to stop the bleeding. Zhang Yiyan's heart moved slightly, and he stopped him, "It's okay!" His thumb slid over the wound, and it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yiyan raised his chin slightly, took a deep breath, looked at the two men, and said in a deep voice, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and it's time to atone for your sins!"

"Snap!" Another snap of fingers, the incandescent light on the ceiling of the interrogation room flickered and suddenly went out, dimmed for a moment and then immediately came back on, in just 0.01 seconds. When it came back on, the light was a little bluer than before.

Suddenly, as the paper in front of Miao Dehai fell to the ground, a ghostly figure appeared. The first, second, third, and so on, one after another, until the last one, like a domino that fell.

When the last portrait fell to the ground and a ghost appeared, Dong Daguo was the first to lose control. He seemed to be crazy or saw something horrible. He covered his eyes and screamed, "Don't come over, don't come over! I was wrong! Ah!!!"

Although Miao Dehai did not scream, his body was shaking like a sieve. He wanted to escape, but he was locked up. He could only instinctively stretch out his hands to block and close his eyes tightly.

The other people in the interrogation room and the monitoring room were confused. They looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. Only Le Sheng, Huang Yong and Yan Junge guessed something and were glad that they didn't apply the potion.

In the eyes of others, Miao Dehai and Dong Daguo seemed to see something terrible approaching them. They wanted to escape, trembling with fear, screaming louder and louder, more and more crazy. But in their eyes, these two people were just beating the air.

"What's going on!" Yao Yuan muttered softly and looked at Zhang Yiyan, who was looking at Yan Junge with a smile on his face. He said softly, "Don't be afraid! I'm here!"

"Gudong!" How come the situation is reversed? Old Yan has become the little wife.

Yao Yuan muttered this as he was thinking. Yan Junge glared at him, rolled his eyes, took out a bronze mirror and pushed it across the table. "If you want to know what happened, use this!"

"What is this, a bronze mirror, huh?" Yao Yuan picked it up, touched it, and put it in front of his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes widened, "Fuck!"

He put the mirror down suddenly and returned to normal. "What the hell, what is this?" Yao Yuan lowered his head and thought about it again and again, and suddenly understood, "Fuck!"

He raised the mirror again and looked bravely. A room full of female ghosts surrounded Dong Daguo and Miao Dehai. Some were strangling him, some were tearing his flesh apart. They looked crazy and had the pleasure of revenge. They screamed at the two men to confess their crimes and pay with their lives!

Yao Yuan put his hand down stiffly, panting, his forehead covered with sweat. He recognized a few of them, they were really the victims, including Nie Xiaoli, Xiaolan from the nightclub, Jingjing, Bei'er, and so on.

And the four-year-old girl, whose neck was broken, was now lying on Dong Daguo’s head, shouting “Daddy, Daddy”!!!

Hurry! ! !