Become a girl in the horror world

Hearing this, the man's fear reached its peak, and he shouted in a somewhat inappropriate manner:

"kill him!"

"Kill this guy! Otherwise, you can forget about it and bear the consequences yourself!"

The moment the man shouted this, he regretted it. He immediately realized something and his body trembled slightly.

If the other party really has evidence of his guilt, they will never tell it to his face. They will definitely keep it with them secretly until the public trial and then give him a fatal blow.

In other words, the other party did this for only one purpose.

That is to interfere with his judgment and make him personally give the order to kill that guy!

The communication tool of a member of the task force suddenly malfunctioned, and his shouts echoed in the room and in the ears of every viewer in the live broadcast room.

"You want to kill me?!"

A look of astonishment appeared on the boy's face, but he sneered in his heart. He quickly took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at the other task force members present.

"No, don't shoot!" the man screamed.

But it was too late.

One of the task force members looked stern, quickly raised his assault rifle, pointed the gun at the boy, and pulled the trigger.

As the gunshots rang out, blood splattered on Wen Xiaoyu's chest and flowed from the corners of his mouth. His body uncontrollably took a few steps back and came to the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor. Several bullets pierced his body and shattered the glass behind him.

Wen Xiaoyu was seen standing staggering in front of the broken window, with the wind whistling from behind him, lifting his clothes and blowing his messy long hair.

"I will use my own most magnificent death to drag you into the abyss with my own hands."

The young man slowly spread out his hands, and the pistol in his hand fell to the ground. The evidence he mentioned, all the documents were blown to the ground by the wind. There was no writing on them, all of them were just worthless white paper...

A trace of relief flashed across the boy's tired eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"See you in hell, Vidrick."

After saying this, the young man fell towards the endless sky below.

The wind held his body and whispered in the boy's ears. He felt his body was lighter than ever before. The clouds flowed past his ears and everything in the sky slowly turned gray at this moment.

The stars in the sky are reflected in the boy's eyes.

Could it be that this depressing city had such a beautiful starry sky? Why had I never noticed it before?

The young man slowly closed his tired eyes, and the only sound in the world left was the sound of the wind whistling past his ears.

This was probably the most relaxing moment he had had in over a year. He no longer had to be blinded by hatred, no longer bound by heavy shackles. He could let his thoughts fly and drift far away.

The boy's thoughts leaped to a certain afternoon.

Wen Xiaoyu pushed open the familiar door and saw a familiar girl in the yard. She was sitting quietly in the warm sunshine. The golden sunlight slanted across the yard and on the stairs where the girl was sitting, reflecting the girl's figure.

So peaceful, yet so beautiful. It was obviously just a very ordinary scene when he was interacting with the girl, but it touched the boy deeply.

The girl stood up and came to him, took his arm, and swayed like a spoiled child, mumbling complaints. She looked full of life and energy, very cute:

"I've been waiting for you for so long. I'm so hungry. What should I eat tonight? Are you really back...? Why are you...crying?"

The boy belatedly wiped away the tears on his face, smiled slightly, and hugged the girl in front of him:

"I am back."

The boy's body was smashed to pieces, and the last thing in his eyes was the reflection of the stars in the sky.

This city buried the future that the boy once hoped for and the people he loved.

Chapter 545 "Decadent City" Thousand-Faced Ghost Smiles!

Hundreds of thousands of people witnessed this scene.

The young man used this city-wide live broadcast as his ticket to the show and used his own life as a bargaining chip to force the big shots behind him to follow suit. In the end, he ended the show with his own grand death.

This city has its own rules. Perhaps some people can ignore the rules of this city, but the young man set his own rules in this crazy gambling game and forced those high-ranking figures to comply!

The boy lost, he lost his life.

The boy won. He completed the grandest revenge show, judged those high-ranking bigwigs, judged everyone, and judged this city!

As if it had been expected, the live broadcast room was closed the next second after the boy's death. Before people could recover from the shock, the scene in front of them was filled with endless darkness.

There is no doubt that the boy brought the performance to its climax with his death, leaving an indelible memory in everyone's heart.

But can the boy really change anything?

In the empty office, the man was sweating profusely, his heart pounding with fear. A fourteen-year-old boy actually felt fear at the soul level and ended up in such an embarrassing state.

After calming down, the man laughed out loud for the first time in his life:

"Haha, hahaha! A brat who is still wet behind the ears, making such a big fuss, thinking he is so powerful, wants to judge me based on such a poor performance? There is no evidence. Even if they know I am guilty, what? You don't really think that the low-class people in this city can drown me with a spit from them? Naive, really naive."

The man slowly straightened up, his expression returning to his usual calmness, and adjusted his watch.

"Mr. Mayor Vidrick, let me guess what you're going to do next?"

At this moment, the boy's voice suddenly rang out.

The man turned around in some surprise, only to see that the Thousand-Faced Ghost Smile no longer had the previous playful smile on his face. He was surprisingly calm, just sitting on the desk looking at him.

"You will openly admit that you have shortcomings, but even though what the boy said is slander, you will accept the investigation by the Bureau of Investigation, resign, find a puppet to replace you as mayor for a while, and go traveling for a year."

"The timing will be right. When everyone has forgotten about this incident, you will come back and loudly declare that the FBI has not found any evidence of corruption against you. You will then take over as mayor again. And just like you did to the female teacher before, you will find a mental illness certificate to claim that the boy is mentally ill. This will draw public outcry and make his soul restless even after his death."

The man didn't understand what the boy meant by this sudden action, but he knew that what the boy said was exactly what he thought.

"This city is really rotten. Everyone knows you are guilty now, but those rich people need you, so the investigation bureau can't collect evidence and investigate you, and your competitors can't bring you down."

"This city will continue as usual, using the bones and souls of countless people as fuel and letting the wheels roll over their skins."

"Why are you telling me this."

The man said in a deep voice.

"You won't kill me, because if you wanted to kill me you would have done it a long time ago, and you wouldn't have kept me alive until now."

Thousand Faces Ghost Smile just waved his hand, leaned against the desk, and yawned:

"I just feel sick when I get blood from a guy like you on my body."

"And I certainly won't kill you."

"Because the guy who thought his plan was perfect and that he was in an absolute advantage had not yet lost everything, hope turned into despair, and he knelt on the ground in embarrassment, begging like an old dog."

"what?!"

The man was startled and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Mayor Vidrick, Investigation Bureau, open the door and accept inspection, otherwise, we will take coercive measures."

"Open the door, Vidrick, do you need my help?" The Thousand Faces Ghost said with a mysterious smile.

"How is that possible? They obviously have no evidence! How could they possibly come to arrest me? They don't dare to forcefully investigate me!"

Thinking of this, Vidrick ran to the door somewhat inappropriately, as if he was eager to confirm what he was thinking, and suddenly opened the door. Several FBI members in suits appeared outside the door.

"How do you..."

An FBI member was holding his evidence in his hand. Dozens of pages of documents were stacked into a thick stack and presented to him:

"Come with us, Mr. Mayor Vidrick."

At this moment, his heart was struck by lightning and fell into a blank.

"How can it be......"

"How can this be!!"

It was not until this moment that he realized how completely he had lost.

That young man really had evidence against him. He collected so much evidence in just one year! He handed the evidence to the FBI in advance when planning the city-wide live broadcast. The FBI also used this year to eliminate all the spies he had planted and handed it over to his rivals! !

Not only did the other party make him lose his reputation and expose his crimes to the public, but he also lost all his wealth and status. He lost everything!!

The boy's words suddenly echoed in his ears.

"I will use my own grand death to drag you into the abyss with my own hands!"

He swallowed his saliva and looked slowly with trembling eyes at the Thousand-Faced Ghost sitting on the desk behind him. At this moment, the other party seemed to overlap with the figure of a young man, with an evil smile on his lips. A hideous evil ghost appeared behind him, stretched out countless claws towards him, and dragged him towards the deepest darkness.

When the man thought of the ending he was about to face, he went crazy and didn't care about anything. He snatched the evidence from the FBI in front of him, tore it into countless pieces and stuffed them into his mouth, retching and crying, with saliva dripping on the ground. He looked as miserable as a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

The federal investigators looked at the once glorious figure who had ended up like this with complicated expressions. One of the investigators spoke up to warn:

"Mr. Mayor Vidrick, these are backed up..."

"Ah!! Ugh...ah...I'm the mayor. You can't arrest me or judge me! I'm the mayor! No one in this city can judge me, no one!"

Looking at the boy not far away, the man didn't care about anything else at the moment and just wanted to reach the boy's legs.

"Save me, save me!"

"I beg you!"

As if he had thought of something, the man grabbed a life-saving straw, and a last hope appeared on his embarrassed face.

"You know me. I can give you more pleasure! As long as you save me, I promise you won't be bored in this city! Kill those investigators! Kill them."

At this moment, the boy no longer showed his usual interested expression. He just slowly raised his leg, avoided his hand, stepped on his head, and his eyes were slightly curved:

"Vidrick, I don't need you to provide me with pleasure anymore, because you are enough to make me happy now. Just as expected, you are begging me like an old dog."

“Hahahahaha…hahahahahahahahahahaha!!”

The boy covered his face, and his wild and unruly laughter echoed in the office. The pale moonlight projected in from the window dragged the boy's shadow very long, like a devil with a thousand faces.

Chapter 546 "Decadent City" Let the show begin!

"Hahaha......"

The man seemed to have completely collapsed, and staggered to his feet. Just as the federal investigators were about to approach him, the man suddenly grinned, took out a pistol and was about to commit suicide.

"No one can judge me, no one!"

The man shouted and was about to pull the trigger, but the Thousand Faces Ghost Smile just slightly hooked his fingers, and the man's entire wrist was cut off by the invisible silk thread, and the severed hand fell to the ground.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

The man screamed heart-wrenchingly. When the federal investigators present saw that the boy had such means, they tacitly did not bother him. They just dragged the man, who was lying on the ground with a gray face like a dead dog, out of the room.

Not long after that, Thousand-Faced Ghost Smile thought of something and snapped his fingers playfully. The young man's figure slowly appeared in front of him, still like before, like a lifeless puppet.

"Everything is just as you said. You anticipated everything from the very beginning. Your counterpart was in control of the entire situation, from the beginning to the finale that ended with death. Even the time was accurate to milliseconds."

"Your suggestion was very pleasant, for making the old dog so miserable."

"Um......"

The Thousand Faces Ghost Smile slightly raised his fingertips, and the chin of the young man in front of him was hooked up by an invisible thread. His slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the Thousand Faces Ghost Smile with a bit of calmness in his eyes.

"As expected, you can still make me feel more happy, Mr. Detective."

"You have this side to you. I'm really impressed. Tsk tsk tsk, I really underestimated you before. Yes, you are different from them. You are a genius. You are my most special and perfect puppet."

"It's great that you landed in my hands!"

"but."

The Thousand-Faced Ghost smiled slightly, and a photo of a blonde girl appeared in his hand.

"This girl seems to have been looking for you. She has been asking for information about you since she entered the dungeon. She is almost willing to do anything to get you what you want. Tsk tsk tsk, guess how long it has been since she last closed her eyes."

When he saw the photo of the blonde girl, the young man's lifeless eyes moved slightly, but soon calmed down again.

"What do you think of this girl, like her, or... use her?"

"You are so ambitious and have great aspirations. You use mediocrity and commonness to cover yourself up, but in fact you are secretly controlling everything. But unfortunately, you can't hide from me! You are not someone who will be swayed by such boring emotions."

"Let me help you, Detective."

The Thousand-Faced Ghost smiled slightly, as if he had thought of something extremely interesting, and there was an undisguised madness flashing in his eyes.

"Kill that girl with your own hands and let me enjoy myself."