What kind of means does a person have? You can't just be fooled by yelling a few random words. The real ruthlessness is to scatter your body and mind between talking and laughing.

At this moment, the conference hall was silent. Everyone who saw Fandi painted with blood could not help but feel cold in his heart and cold in the soles of his feet. Some people have seen it more than once, but they still couldn't control themselves and would tremble and tremble.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air. Lin Ye stood in the center, shaking all over, his feet were weak, his face as pale as a dead person. His upper clothes were taken off, and one arm was cut by a knife. This was not enough. The other arm was cut by another. Blood flowed down his arm, but Fandi did not waste any drops. He used a brush to dip the blood on the brush, and painted it on the drawing board without any rush.

All the men present were men, all of whom had been living in the underworld for many years, and had seen countless scenes of fighting and killing, and countless bloody and cruel scenes, but this scene in front of them could definitely be unforgettable for them in their lifetime.

In the quiet space, only Lin Ye's trembling sound could be heard, and blood flowed out from him, becoming the paint for Fan Di's paintings. His expression was leisurely and his amazingly beautiful handsome face was filled with a strange smile, but this smile was even more terrifying than the messenger of life.

If you die all at once, the person involved will not suffer much pain, but like this, you will not let you die by slashing the flesh and blood, and you will be sober and feel the inhuman torture. You can't even die. Watch your blood flow out of your body and turn into lines on the drawing paper. You don't know when the painting will be finished. When will your blood flow into several more wounds?

Everyone present was thinking that if it were himself, he would rather be killed by a knife than be like Lin Ye. It was so terrible. This was simply a terrifying thing than death. It could swallow human will little by little and leave an indelible mark of fear on human spirit. The person who engraved this mark was Fandi. Not only did Lin Ye scare him to death, but even his subordinates were frightened and once again warned himself in his heart... Never challenge Fandi's bottom line.

Intimidation never requires evil spirits. Actions like Fandi are truly shocking, just like a shackle that controls the minds of the whole audience. Some people who are secretly unwilling to accept the mentality of luck will no longer have the idea of ​​selling white powder.

From beginning to end, Fandi looked careless and leisurely, as if he didn't think it was blood but water at all.

Lin Ye didn't dare to beg for mercy. He was scared by Fandi. His physical pain made him unable to even shout. He only felt that life was losing. Every drop of blood flowed out, he would become more weak. Coupled with extreme mental fear, he was almost collapsed. A knife was also cut on his back, and Fandi's painting was not completed yet...

"Shanying Eagle, let's take a few more stabs on his leg." Fan Di said casually, and Shanying had already raised his sword and stabbed Lin Ye's leg...

"Puu..." Lin Ye finally couldn't bear the torture, his feet were limp to the ground, his eyes turned black. Before he fainted, he saw Fan Di finish painting.

Fandi presented his masterpiece to Lin Ye, bent down and said to him seriously: "What do you think? This is your sketch. I will give it to you for free to take it home as a souvenir. Don't thank me too much."

After saying that, he stuffed the painting into Lin Ye's arms...

Take your own sketches drawn with your own blood and take them home as a souvenir? What kind of souvenir is this?

Lin Ye looked at Fan Di in horror. After a few seconds, Lin Ye heard a extremely shrill scream and completely fainted and unconscious.

He lost too much blood and was also frightened by Fandi... His body and will have reached a limit of tolerance, so it would be strange if he didn't dizzy.

Fandi slowly stood up and immediately someone handed over the disinfected towel to wipe his hands.

Until this moment, everyone breathed a little relieved, and the gloomy and terrifying aura in the hall gradually dissipated.

Punishment in this way may be considered the most literary but cruel in the underworld. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who would have thought that Fandi's hands that could draw international works could use his brush to do such a shocking thing. How hard and cruel his heart is, is he still a human being?

In the eyes of some people, Fandi is not a human, but a dark god of killing. And his heart has so far been soft for a certain woman...

After packing up Lin Ye, everyone dispersed, Lin Ye was dragged away, and the hall returned to secluded, as if nothing had happened, smoking leisurely, as if it was a little better...

Seeing this, Shanying walked over gently, handed over a cup of tea, and said with a wry smile: "Boss, your painting skills have improved again..."

"Is that? Then should I consider drawing another one?" Fandi's eyes swept over, and Shanying trembled all over: "Boss, I'm so thin, my blood is not suitable for painting, haha..."

"There is no news that I asked you to investigate until now. Are you too lazy or have your brothers all regressed in their ability to do things? Do you want me to draw a sketch for each of you?"

"No, no...Boss, it's unfair... My brothers and I have tried our best, but...but..." Shan Ying cried and felt very aggrieved.

"But the other party is too mysterious. I guess the background is too strong? Do you want to say that?"

"Haha... Boss, you are so wise." Shan Ying gave a thumbs up decisively.

Fan Di's face sank, raised his hand and thrust his chest on Shanying's forehead: "How strong can you be? To increase others' ambition and destroy your own might!"

Shanying touched his head innocently, and a helpless expression appeared on his thin face: "Boss, of course, the boss is the strongest, but... it is obvious that the other party is just a little weaker than the boss, but don't worry, brothers are still investigating."

When Fan Di heard this, he slowly closed his eyes, but the condensation between his eyebrows was a little more, and he murmured: "I can't find out who the person who wanted to harm Shui Han in the alley for so long was nothing more than two results. First, that person was dead and silenced. Second, maybe that person has changed his face. Nowadays, plastic surgery technology is so developed, a few years is enough to make a person unrecognizable, and even his mother may not recognize him. However, you must find this person no matter what, otherwise it will always be a hidden danger."

Fandi's words shocked Shanying. After a few seconds, he suddenly realized: "Boss, you are so smart. You even think of plastic surgery. My little respect for you is like a surging river..."

Fandi had already stood up and walked away with a cigarette, because Fandi could recite the praises behind the mountain eagle n times after hearing them...

In fact, it was not only Fan Di who was investigating, and Yan Jiyun had never stopped investigating this matter. With his cleverness, he actually thought of him with Fan Di, and his thoughts coincided with him. Yan Jiyun also received news about Lin Ye's return to City C. He was even more anxious to find Lin Ye than Fan Di, because Lin Ye probably knew why Peng Juan was crazy.

Five hospitals.

This is the second time Shui Han has come to see Peng Juan. Yan Jiyun brought her here some time ago, but because Peng Juan's condition was still very bad at that time, Shui Han could only look inside the small window of the ward door. Today, I learned that Peng Juan's condition had been relieved, and Shui Han came to see her again.

Peng Juan has become pale and thin, and she looks like an old lady in her sixties. She originally had a black head and found that half of it turned white... It was not that the doctor abused her, but that she herself.

Although she has less time to go crazy, she often refuses to eat, and most of the time she relies on nutrient solution.

There were special people guarding Peng Juan outside the ward, which was ordered by Yan Jiyun. In addition, there were three doctors who were specifically responsible for treating her, but there was no obvious effect so far. Peng Juan couldn't even explain how she was killed and could not organize language normally.

Shui Han walked into the ward gently and saw Peng Juan sitting on the bed.

Peng Juan's hair was disheveled, her eyes were so thin that she was sinking. There was a bouquet of flowers in front of her, but she had already been tortured by her. She pulled the petals one by one, throwing them on the bed, and some stuffed them into her mouth, stuffing them all over her mouth, and she was still muttering... "So hungry... Why is this so unpalatable... No one gives me something to eat... I'm so hungry..."

She kept murmuring over and over again, her eyes were dissipated, her face was ashes, and she kept chanting and chewing on the petals.

Shui Han had just heard from the doctor that Peng Juan had dropped all the food sent by the nurse and refused to eat it. But now she was still shouting that she was hungry. It seemed that her condition showed no sign of improvement at all.

Shui Han is in a complicated mood, sympathy, and sadness... all of these emotions are like this, but she has no hatred for Peng Juan.

Peng Juan was so wrong in the past, she attracted people to hate but was not worthy of sympathy. Her end to this day can only be said to be retribution and deserved it!

Shui Han should be happy, but she couldn't laugh.

It is said that after Peng Juan was sent, no relatives and friends had visited her, and her boyfriend Lin Ye was even missing.

When a person lives well, how could he expect such a miserable day? Peng Juan's current situation is even worse than death.

Shui Han is kind. When she saw Peng Juan crazy, she couldn't help but sigh and regret... Creation was used to be her mother's best sister, but now her aunt has become like this. Even though Peng Juan deserves her sins, isn't the one who hurt her cruelly?

Shui Han walked over gently, trying her best to make herself smile, not wanting to scare Peng Juan.

Only then did Peng Juan realize that someone was approaching. She looked at Shui Han in horror, her eyes wide as big as a copper bell, and then she jumped out of the bed and crawled under the bed...

Shui Han shook her head helplessly, squatted down and said patiently: "Peng Juan...Peng Juan, don't be afraid, I am Shui Han, I won't harm you."

Peng Juan hid in the bed without making a sound, and Shui Han had no choice but to call the doctor.
Chapter completed!