Duan Lang is fully armed.

"It's me, I'm here to help you."

Echoes came from the floor.

A figure appeared on the upper floor, and the figure in the dark was blurred, and Duan Lang shone it with a flashlight.

More than one figure was shining, five.

Duan Lang swallowed his saliva.

He doesn't want to have a dispute with the victim.

But now I have to do this. Other people who come to explore, some people die are the best examples.

Duan Lang said: "I am here to find Jian Yutang's whereabouts, and I want to arrest him."

No response.

Sudden.

The phone caller fell downstairs, as if someone grabbed his feet and pulled him.

The telephone ghost grabbed the stairs tightly and exclaimed: "Save me!"

Duan Lang cursed secretly.

How did this guy survive until now?

It's too bad to be a ghost.

Duan Lang shone with a flashlight on the ghost, and suddenly the two figures behind the ghost were dragging his legs down.

Duan Lang rushed up and stepped on the phone ghost's back to prevent them from dragging into the darkness.

The phone caller was almost stomped on the back by Duan Lang.

"You guys calm down."

Suddenly, Duan Lang felt a chill under his crotch. He looked down and almost scared to death.

A terrifying face lay under his crotch, looking at him coldly.

Duan Lang hurriedly covered his crotch and retreated.

"Save me!"

The phone ghost screamed and he was dragged into the darkness.

Duan Lang said: "Jian Yutang continues to harm people outside now, and there will be more and more victims. I am here to arrest him, and I hope you can help me."

"Shit!"

What sound?

Duan Lang looked down and saw that his feet were wrapped in black bloodshot, spreading along his footsteps to his body.

Duan Lang pulled out his hilt and cut it down.

The bloodshot wound wrapped around the mountain knife and instantly wrapped it into a black knife shape.

As a last resort, Duan Lang had to give up the sword. The power of these resentful souls was too powerful.

The dirt and black blood line had spread to his waist, and Duan Lang's lower body could no longer move, and he felt a deep headache.

However, he was not in a desperate situation and took out Baixiang, which he spent 20,000 yuan to buy, and prepared to ignite and drive away the attack of the resentful soul.

Suddenly, a terrifying face appeared in front of him, and the cold air rushed straight into his face.

Four eyes are opposite.

Duan Lang knew her and the fourteen-year-old girl he met when he came to the abandoned building last time.

The little girl's resentful soul stretched out her hand, grabbed Duan Lang's shoulders tightly, and dragged him up.

Duan Lang was dragged out of the black blood line and sent to the aisle upstairs.

Saved!

Duan Lang is still scared.

The flashlight shone into the darkness, and he saw a little girl with her legs curled up, huddled in the corner, and lowered her head.

Duan Lang walked over and said, "Thank you for saving me."

The little girl didn't look up.

Duan Lang took out the candy and handed it over, saying, "This is the candy I bought outside, I hope you like it."

"Shit!"

A black blood line appeared under his feet.

Duan Lang took a step back vigilantly.

However, the black blood line did not attack him, condensed from the ground into a hand and grabbed the candy.

The little girl then raised her head and peeled off the candy to eat. Her face was as pale as paper, her clothes were torn, and her skin had many blue and black scars.

Duan Lang sat down next to her and said, "Is it delicious?"

The girl didn't speak and ate candy.

Duan Lang said: "Don't worry, I will definitely catch the culprit who hurt you."

The girl raised her head, stretched out her little hand, and gently tapped Duan Lang's eyebrows.

The next second, Duan Lang seemed to travel through a layer of the world and appeared in a dark room.

He saw it.

Jian Yutang, a man of 37 or 38 years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, white medical uniforms, and surgical gloves.

On the case record, he is a very young professor of biology.

The room was on the operating table, the little girl was tied up and she cried loudly.

"Woooooo!! Uncle, please let me go."

"Please."

This is the victim's perspective.

Duan Lang seemed to have seen everything as a bystander.

Jian Yutang smiled and said in a gentle tone: "Child, I am helping you. Do you want to become the most beautiful angel?"

"No, I don't want it, woo!"

Jian Yutang picked up the scalpel and slowly cut it on the girl's face. He didn't even give him anesthetic.

pain.

Heart-wrenching screams.

Duan Lang was very angry. He couldn't do anything. This was the perspective of the former victim.

Jian Yutang used more perverted methods to the girl, such as knocking bones, smashing bones, splicing, changing skins, and other cruel methods.

Skin replacement.

He used the skins of other victims of the abandoned building to the girl.

There is also the same bone change, and the helpers are Yang Zhengkang and Feng Yun.

Finally, the most perfect parts of the twelve victims' bodies were all replaced by the little girl on the operating table.

Duan Lang was numb.

It is not numbness to cruel surgery, but mentally tortured numbness.

Jian Yutang carved the girl into a "work of art"

The girl's eyes widened.

She is still alive.

Duan Lang's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he felt all this up close, as if the person on the operating table was himself.

The madman Jian Yutang treats people as a toy.

Only when he was in the scene did Duan Lang wish he could tear Jian Yutang to pieces.

This bystander's perspective passed quickly after seven days.

Finally, Jian Yutang took off his medical mask.

Duan Lang stared at him tightly, remembering every wrinkle on the other person's face.

Jian Yutang's image was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Jian Yutang turned his head and looked at Duan Lang in the corner, grinned and said, "Thank you, as an audience, after watching the birth of a perfect art."

Duan Lang's heart was shocked.
To be continued...