My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Qu Shi Ai coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He slightly turned his head to look at the black phantom behind him.

"you!"

However, the ghost behind Qu Shi'ai emitted a strange, hollow voice: "Don't even think about it?"

The ghost's voice was faintly discernible as Hui's.

This is indeed wisdom.

After all, Sato from the Ajin world could temporarily reside in the Black Phantom, let alone Sato.

Because Hui's brain was constantly occupied by tearing pain, her thinking became "sluggish," making her almost like a normal person, which is why Qu Shi'ai caught her off guard.

And because the distance was too close, his body couldn't react in time, so he was shot dead.

However, Hui will not give Qu Shiai another chance this time.

"You seemed to be having a lot of fun chopping just now!"

"...That felt great!"

At this moment, Hui's body, which had been lying in a pool of blood, had been revived by the black particles.

Her beautiful body remained unmarked, still as white as milk.

If it weren't for the blood on the ground and Hui's tattered clothes, who would have thought that the stunningly beautiful young woman in front of them had died once and even had her corpse whipped!

The voices of Hui, resurrected, and the black ghost rang out simultaneously!

Qu Shiai turned her head slightly to look at Hui, who had been a corpse just a few minutes ago but had been perfectly resurrected.

She knew she had truly failed this time, failed because of the unreasonable abilities of the monster in front of her.

puff!

Qu Shiai coughed up blood again, and tremblingly uttered her last words: "This...this...monster, I'll...wait...down there..."

She knew she was about to die. So close to death, strangely, Qu Shi'ai felt a tranquility she had never experienced before. For a moment, countless thoughts she had long forgotten flashed through her mind:

How long has it been since I felt hatred, anger, or resentment? Even more so, how long has it been since I had a normal conversation with someone?

Haha! That's true. After all, no one in this world can defy me. Everyone is so boring. I only need to smile at them, talk to them, or even just stand there, and they'd do anything for me… The only one who can communicate normally with me, the one who makes me feel like I'm still human… Well, maybe it would be better if I, so filthy, were dead…

Thinking of this, Qu Shi'ai glanced at Hui one last time: You must find this world boring, monster! No, or rather... kamisangma!

"Wait for me?" Hui found it amusing. "To be honest, I don't think I'd die even if this planet exploded!"

At that moment, Hui leaned close to Qu Shiai's ear and whispered, "Goodbye!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the black phantom behind Qu Shiai pierced through Qu Shiai's chest with another claw.

Then, with those two claws piercing through Qu Shiai, they lifted her up directly.

With a "rip!" sound, the musical form was torn in two!

rustling…

Fresh blood rained down from the sky.

But just as the blood was about to spill onto Hui, it was covered by the ghost's wings.

After dealing with Ai Qushiki, Hui looked at Seguro, who was still struggling beside her.

Chapter 168 Standoff

Hui glanced at Seguro, who was standing anxiously to the side, and this time she didn't even want to say a word.

The black ghost picked up an axe and walked over, its purpose obvious.

Hui didn't know this woman, Seguro, at all.

This woman has seen her secret, so she must die; only the dead can preserve the secret.

As for being innocent?

Hmph, since we've come into this world, who is innocent?

Hui had heard the truth in his previous life: What does it matter to you if I destroy you?

All the surprises Seguro Yoma had ever experienced in her entire life were used up tonight.

Watching the black phantom pick up the axe and walk towards her, perhaps knowing her fate, she calmly looked at Hui, offering neither pleading nor resentment…

Without a word, without hesitation, and without pity, the black ghost raised his axe as if to strike!

just,

"Hui, stop!"

A gasp made Hui's heart tighten. 'Another accident!' But Hui didn't stop; instead, she quickened the ghost's movements.

Although the unfamiliar voice called out his name, it was not the voice of someone he knew.

So the guy who called out his name was also added to his personal death list.

'After dealing with this woman, the next step is to kill him.'

'No, that's still too slow.'

Hui decided to deal with both of them at the same time.

Hui immediately conjured another black ghost. After the black ghost appeared, it took a step, and the cement ground cracked open with the black ghost's large foot as the center, raising a cloud of dust.

Taking advantage of the immense force of that step, the black phantom shot towards the figure ten meters away like an arrow.

Along the way, his right fist was clenched tightly, bigger than a sandbag, his right arm bent, poised to smash the figure's head in one blow.

The figure also sensed a deadly threat.

So he immediately shouted, "Everything that just happened here has been recorded!"

boom!

With a loud bang, the black phantom deviated from its expected trajectory at the last moment and punched the supporting pillar next to Masaki Zen.

The cement covering the load-bearing column was smashed into pieces, which flew in all directions. One piece grazed the figure's cheek, severing the skin and tendons, leaving a bloody wound.

The core steel bar of the load-bearing column is concave inward at an exaggerated arc! A fist imprint the size of a sandbag is faintly visible on it.

This load-bearing column is only a few centimeters away from Masaki Zen.

A bead of cold sweat dripped from Masaki Zen's forehead!

That's right, the person who told Kei to stop was Masaki Zen.

Even Lian Hui didn't notice that in the ruins of a wooden frame in the storage room, there was a wireless camera made by a certain manufacturing powerhouse. It was so sturdy that even after being violently dropped from a height, only the audio was damaged, while the video was largely unharmed.

It continued to work diligently, faithfully transmitting the images from the room to Masaki Zen, several kilometers away.

So Zen Masaki witnessed everything that had just happened in the storage room through the camera.

Furthermore, his meticulousness allowed him to quickly pinpoint the exact location by utilizing the abandoned underground parking lot outside the building and mobilizing resources from the prosecutor's office.

Then, they ran six red lights to get here.

Although what happened here was so unbelievable that it made him question life and the world he lived in, telekinesis and resurrection after death, either of these could cause a huge uproar among all of humanity, especially resurrection after death. Masaki Zen had no doubt that the greed of those elites would do anything to obtain the secret.

Masaki Zen couldn't see the black ghost on the screen, so he thought it was telekinesis.

However, upon arriving at the scene, he could see that the truth behind the telekinesis was a bizarre black doll.

In his heart, there was actually a deeper question: Why did his senior's daughter have these strange things?

Masaki Zen had seen Kei when she was a child. He saw her at his wife's house back then. She was a little silly, but very pretty and cute.

Moreover, my wife's family seems like ordinary people no matter how you look at it.

Furthermore, given my wife's character, how could she have raised such a cruel daughter?

Zhengqi Shan still feels chilled when he thinks about the methods Hui used against Qu Shiai.

A myriad of thoughts flooded my mind.

Hui then stopped all the movements of the black phantom.

Seguro Yoma looked at the axe blade right next to his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, she was only in her early twenties; if she could live, who would want to die?

Hui Mei's eyes turned icy cold as she began searching her surroundings. Sure enough, she found a reflective mirror amidst the ruins of a wooden frame.

A black figure quickly walked over and dug the thing out. Sure enough, it was a wireless camera. Seeing that the camera was still working, Hui was so angry that she had the ghost crush it.

Hui slowly turned her head, her eyes blazing with fury as she looked at Masaki Zen.

However, Hui was filled with utter despair at this moment. It felt as if a large piece of her heart was missing, and she felt empty all around her. The September evening breeze was not cold, but Hui felt that it was colder and more piercing than the Siberian winter wind. It was as if a merciless arrow had pierced Hui's heart, and a kind of despair as if facing the end of the world swept over Hui's entire body.

'I'm finished!'

Since there is video data, there is a possibility of backup.

This is also why Hui stopped taking action, because she was afraid that killing Masaki would not solve the problem, and the backed-up video data would still be leaked.

If this video data is leaked, he will be at the mercy of the whole world, and those he cares about will also perish.

Furthermore, in Hui's opinion, even if it is not leaked out...

The person who holds leverage over him will also use this video to threaten him.

At that time, your life and death will be in the hands of others, and you will have no control over your own destiny.

We must break this deadlock!

Hui was determined to break the deadlock, and she already had a general idea of ​​how to do so.

Two black phantoms materialized in a hidden corner of the underground parking lot, then flew away from the exit, disappearing without a trace.

Hui slowly raised her head to look at the figure, while searching her memory of that person.

"Are you... Uncle Masaki?"

Hui recognized Masaki Zen; this man was her father's junior, and she remembered him visiting her home when she was a child.

However, Hui did not lower her guard just because Masaki Zen was her father's descendant.