Chapter 53

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The physical touch drove him crazy again, and his stress response was worse than ever before, even tragic.

He yelled heart-piercingly, uttering the shrill screams of a cat being mistreated, red tears mixed with blood streaked from his protruding eyeballs, flowing down his cheeks in a criss-cross pattern, like a knife cut open wound.

Perhaps it was the last ounce of will to survive that opened his heart. Ji Tingyu tried his best to release pheromones towards them, but his body was already very weak at that time, and the pheromones could make four people's legs weak for a few seconds at most, but A few seconds were not enough for him to escape from the attic.

At this moment, a car engine sounded outside the window, and Ji Tingyu suddenly pricked up his ears—it was the sound of He Zhuo's car!

He rekindled hope, and rushed to the window as if seeing a savior, knelt in the dark attic, beat the glass hard, and cried to He Zhuo who was standing under the sun: "Help me..."

He Zhuo turned his head to look at him, his indifferent gaze stayed on his only way of life for two or three seconds, and then he walked away as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, Ji Tingyu fell into an ice cave.

He looked at He Zhuo's leaving back in a daze, blood and tears rushed out of his eyes like a torrent.

There were bursts of shrill laughter from the hell behind him, and a hand stretched out from his face to cover his mouth.

He was taken back like this, and he was fed mud.

From that day on, Ji Tingyu no longer dared not to take medicine, but the more medicine he took, the worse his spirit became, his organs gradually withered, and his body gave off a rotten smell.

Until the first snow in winter finally came, he received He Zhuo's "grace" and went out to bask in the sun for a long time. He spread his tattered body under the sun, but he couldn't get a ray of sunlight.

Perhaps the heavy snow that day was the last ray of light bestowed on him by the heavens. Even God couldn't bear to let him end his life in such a miserable way.

And how did He Zhuo know this?

When he was investigating the cause of Ji Tingyu's death, he found that his honest housekeeper had already been bought by those four people. Under his torture to extract a confession, the housekeeper found out the whereabouts of one of them - the gardener with a baby face.

The gardener has a notebook, which records the whole process of driving this poor depressed patient, Ji Tingyu, step by step insane in the past three years. He also took a video of him being fed mud, and took it out from time to time for enjoyment.

He Zhuo watched that video three times, and each time it hurt like a cramp.

Show it to the housekeeper for the first time.

The old man showed a remorseful expression, and confessed that he was a beast, but He Zhuo didn't forgive him.

He pressed the butler's face into a flowerpot filled with soil until he stopped breathing, "Go and apologize to King Yama."

Show it to the gardener a second time.

For the first time, the gardener's terrifying doll face showed a frightened expression, crying and howling that he was wrong, begging He Zhuo to let him go.

It's just that before he could finish his sentence, he heard a "poof" sound, and his flesh was ripped open. Blood splashed in the air and trickled down He Zhuo's arm.

He Zhuo cut off his face alive with a knife, and told him: "Xiaoyu was most afraid of your face when he was alive. When you go down, remember not to walk in front of him."

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