How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Chapter 153 Can You Stop Calling Me Dog?

How could Gu Ying let him escape? His favorite game was the cat and mouse game. He had just let Xiong Molin act tough for a long time, and now it was time for him to act tough again.

He just lifted his foot lightly, and his original flying image instantly changed into a mortal ghost in red clothes.

The ghost was like a demon, with pale skin, bright red lips, and long, jet-black hair that stretched all over her back. Her hair moved without wind, floating in the air as if it was translucent.

This scene was obviously very beautiful, and the Red Dust Ghost was the most beautiful of all ghosts, but Xiong Molin was so scared that he wet his pants.

This time, it was Xiong Molin who was nailed to the cross. He looked at Gu Ying tremblingly and asked, "You...what do you want to do? Go away!"

Listening to his screams, Gu Ying picked up the dagger on the ground, walked to his right side, and gestured at his wrist.

Xiong Molin howled and threatened, completely losing his previous dignity: "What do you want to do? You can't do this! The people upstairs are all from various functional departments of H City. If you dare to do this to me, aren't you afraid that they will bring you to justice?"

"Go to law?" Gu Ying asked in surprise, "May I ask which law it is? I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never heard of any law that is set up for one person. Since you can kill people and bleed without breaking the law, why can't I do the same?"

As he said this, he made an incision on Xiong Molin's wrist, and instantly, arterial blood gushed out.

The original basin had been empty at some point and was now filled with Xiong Molin's blood.

Xiong Molin was so scared that he peed himself. He was really scared. He collapsed on the cross and begged for mercy: "Grandpa Ghost, please forgive me! I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. Whatever benefit you want, I can give you everything I can give!"

Gu Ying sneered and asked, "Do you think you have anything left? You sacrificed yourself to the evil cultivator and willingly served him. Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing so?"

Xiong Molin asked: "After...consequences? What are the consequences? I...I work for him, and he pays me benefits. Isn't this a win-win situation?"

Gu Ying was amused by him. She stepped forward and used her long red nails to poke the artery on his neck and said, "I don't know if you are stupid or foolish! The one you are cooperating with is an evil cultivator. Do you think the evil cultivator will really do a win-win business with you?"

There was still disbelief in Xiong Molin's eyes. He didn't expect that he was about to gain the upper hand just now, but now his position was replaced.

Gu Ying sighed and said, "Well, since you're going to die soon anyway, it doesn't hurt to tell you. Do you know why the evil cultivator asked you to keep killing people? The Yin Snake is just a tool for him to help you deal with the corpses. You and the Yin Snake are a win-win partnership. The moment you start killing people, you are doomed to die. After you die, your soul will never be reincarnated. Do you think that after you have killed so many innocent people, the six realms of reincarnation will still want you? Your only destination is to be sucked dry by the evil cultivator and completely disappear into ashes."

As she spoke, Gu Ying stretched out her long nails and scratched four bloody marks on his face.

As Xiong Molin screamed, blood began to drip from his face. Gu Ying seemed to become excited when he saw the blood. He whispered, "Oh, bloodthirstiness is the nature of ghost cultivators. I heard that the people you kill will be eaten by the Yin Snake in the end? Although I think your meat is dirty and smelly, I have another way to play. Do you want to try it?"

Xiong Molin was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he screamed, "No, don't! What do you want to do? You can't do this to me!"

Gu Ying said: "I insist on treating you this way, what can you do to me?"

Xiong Molin was not only scared to the point of peeing, but he also peed and shit in his pants, which made Gu Ying feel sick. He said with disgust, "Coward! You've done so many evil things, but you're afraid when it's your turn. You're such a useless thing. But don't expect that I'll let you go just because you're a coward. After all, those people you killed didn't let you go just because they were frightened, right?"

As he spoke, Gu Ying picked up the dagger and stabbed it into Xiong Molin's heart. Soon, Xiong Molin died.

Unexpectedly, Xiong Molin woke up again the next second. He opened his eyes and looked at Gu Ying's charming face with horror. Blood gushed out of his mouth. He asked, "You...what did you do to me?"

Gu Ying smiled at him, and stabbed another dagger into his heart. Before he died, she said to him, "This is called reincarnation killing. I will let you die as many times as you kill people, and let you feel the fear before death as many times as you want. How is it? Is it exciting?"

He was originally a very evil ghost cultivator. Killing people was just like fun to him, as easy as cat and mouse.

But he never killed good people. Everyone he killed deserved to die, so the Heaven allowed him to become a second-level ghost cultivator because he had great merits.

But he didn't want his friends and lover to see this. He just wanted them to think that he was an infatuated second-level white flower, so that Lin Zhongshu would not be afraid of him.

Xiong Molin didn't know how many times he had died, he only knew that he had become numb to death in the end, and the basin was full of blood. He thought he was dead this time, but the next second, he found himself standing on the ground with a knife in his hand, and opposite him was Gu Ying, who was tied to a cross.

He collapsed to the ground with a plop. Policemen could be heard talking outside: "The experts are here, right? Please, open the door quickly. There are hostages inside. We must ensure their safety."

When he turned around and looked at the basin of blood again, he saw that the blood had only flowed into one basin, while in his hand was the dagger that had killed him countless times.

Xiong Molin could no longer react to the outside world. He collapsed there. After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open by the armed police outside. Two people came up and pressed him to the ground. One hand held down his head, and the other hand removed his dagger.

Before he lost consciousness, he heard someone shouting, "Save the hostage! He's bleeding! Call an ambulance!"

The sound of an ambulance was heard outside the door, and Gu Ying was carried onto a stretcher. Before getting on the ambulance, he winked at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo: ...

I said how could a level 2 ghost cultivator like him faint!

The scene upstairs was also very exciting. Many people were brought down one after another. Their clothes were in disarray. Some of them were only wearing underwear, which they must have put on in a hurry.

They all had black cloth bags on their heads, probably to protect their privacy and to avoid causing social controversy.

Jiang Luo looked at those people one by one and wondered what they were trying to do.

Life is like the ocean, a meal, a nap and a place to stay are enough. Why should you bring disgrace upon yourself and be criticized by thousands of people?

Jiang Luo said to Yuan Haokun: "Let's go! We don't know how long they will be busy."

The two were about to leave when Wu Hao stopped them and said, "Come with me to get someone else!"

Jiang Luo was puzzled and asked, "Who else do you want to take? Aren't they all here?"

Wu Hao said: "There is still an important person who has not been obtained. I want you to accompany me to witness my growth."

Jiang Luo remembered that he was most likely going to capture Director Wu. This was indeed a difficult decision. After thinking about it, he and Yuan Haokun got into the police car next to them.

Along the way, Wu Hao remained silent, thinking about the distant cousin who raised him.

In his mind, his uncle was upright and honest, always doing practical things for the people, and there had never been any favoritism or partiality.

But for some reason, he is now mixed up with people like Xiong Molin.

In his early years, his father was also a policeman. He became a martyr while on a mission. His mother was too sad and died soon after. It can be said that he was raised by his cousin.

Now he had to go and capture his uncle himself, and he felt mixed emotions.

They all came to an old residential area, which looked like the dormitory building of a certain public security bureau. It should be the earliest type of family housing compound.

The police car stopped in front of a five-story residential building, and everyone walked into the dark first floor together. Wu Hao knocked on the door, and a middle-aged man holding a teacup came out.

He was a little surprised to see Wu Hao, and said, "Gouzi? Why are you here?"

Wu Hao handcuffed his cousin with a click and said with a headache, "Second Uncle! Can you please stop calling me Gouzi?"