After crossing the threshold, the full-scale gangster became popular in the entertainment circle

Chapter 28 Can't bear it
"Call the police, but this matter must be pressed down." Chen Ying said coldly.

Having been a director for so many years, I have seen many dirty things, but this is the first time that it is so blatant.

As far as he knew, Ye Chu was just a little-known little person, and logically speaking, no matter what, he shouldn't have died, but today the other party obviously wanted her life.

Such a vicious scheme.

If something happened to Ye Chu on the set today, the reputation of "Qingxuanjing" would be ruined.

No wonder Ye Chu was so angry.

But this girl is too tolerant, if it were someone else, she would have been scared out of her wits.She can also act calmly and without making mistakes, she is really a genius.

"I'll do it right away." The assistant director said on the sidelines, the tool doesn't have that much power in this matter.The prop team leader nodded, and went out with the assistant director.

Chen Ying sighed, and immediately hammered the table angrily.

If he knew the real murderer behind the scenes, he would definitely not let it go.This incident was purely a slap in the face for him, and someone put his hand into his crew, it's damned.

It was already halfway through the night, and Ye Chu was still swaying on the rocking chair on the roof.

In fact, you can't see your fingers around you.

But in her eyes, the world has no distinction between day and night.

If the heart is like a mirror, there will be no darkness.

Zhang Jingyuan seemed to have fallen into an abyss, making every day unresponsive, and the earth not working.

Don't, don't!
Help me, who will help me?
Black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face on the stage, Zhang Jingyuan was bound into a lump by chains, and the chains were strangled into the flesh. I don't know if it's the pain in the flesh or the pain in the bones.

"What are you going to do? I'm not dead, I'm still alive!" Zhang Jingyuan yelled in horror. She was in pain all over her body. She had never experienced such horrific torture and the shame of losing her dignity.

Anyone who grows flowers knows what it means to see black and white impermanence and a bull's head and a horse's face.But Zhang Jingyuan knew clearly that she was not dead at all, she would be in pain, not a burning in the soul, but a pain in the flesh, like Ling Chi.

If she hurts, it means she is not dead!
"If you do all the bad things, you will enter the [-]th level of hell, the mountains of knives and the sea of ​​fire, and the frying pan!"

The bull head and the horse face knew each other and immediately started to take action.

"No, no, I didn't, you arrested the wrong person, I'm not dead."

No matter how Zhang Jingyuan yelled, no one paid any attention to her.

After the chain was in the hands of Niutou and Mamian, Zhang Jingyuan suddenly heard cries of despair, fear, pain and struggle.

Those voices overlapped one after another, almost piercing her ears.

At this time, the true appearance of hell was revealed.

Zhang Jingyuan opened his mouth wide.

Terrible, no, she's getting out of here.

She is not dead!
It was terrible, all eyes were scarlet.The blood was soaring to the sky, and the endless bloody mist was lingering, and the smell of the blood was disgusting.The scarlet blood pooled into a river, and there was not a single spot under his feet that was intact.Broken limbs, internal organs, hands and feet, heads everywhere...

Vomit ~ Zhang Jingyuan vomited wildly on the spot, reminding her of the newly changed silk pajamas at night.

There is a possibility that this is true.

Don't, don't... Zhang Jingyuan burst into tears, and the whole person was scared to pee.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Niu Tou shouted like thunder, "The crimes you have committed are unforgivable. Today, Niu Tou will act on behalf of the heavens. I told you to walk through the mountains of swords and seas of fire, and the pool of blood in the frying pan. You will not live in vain. Do all the bad things."

After all, Niutou threw Zhang Jingyuan into the knife mountain.

The moment the knife was inserted into Zhang Jingyuan's body, she felt that she was going to die.After rolling three times on Daoshan Mountain, she was thrown into the sea of ​​fire by the horse face again. There was not a single hair left on her body, and she was as black as charcoal.

But her consciousness is very clear, she knows all the pain.

"Ah ah ah, I dare not, I dare not, I will never dare again."

Zhang Jingyuan desperately begged for mercy.

But the bull head and horse face still threw her into the pool of blood.

The liquid corroded her body like sulfuric acid, and she never felt pain.

I was wrong, I knew I was wrong, ah ah, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong, I dare not do it again.

Zhang Jingyuan was crying, and suddenly the pool of blood disappeared, and she was in a mess.

"The mark means that you are a sinner. If you continue to do bad things, you will wait for the nineteenth floor of hell to serve you."

"Ahhh!" Zhang Jingyuan roared.

The dark sky has not been uncovered, and the wall lamp on the wall is emitting a faint light. Zhang Jingyuan shook her hair, opened her eyes and found that the sky was still dark, but she was drenched, as if she was fished out of the water .

just a dream?

Zhang Jingyuan scratched tentatively in the air, but didn't grab anything.She still remembers the unforgettable pain, Zhang Jingyuan flinched, and then shrank into a ball.

Even though she was drenched, she dared not go to the bathroom.

Strange, could it be some local metaphysics?Ever since she lived in this house, the nightmare has become more and more terrifying every day.

After a long period of psychological preparation, Zhang Jingyuan turned on all the lights, and the room was brightly illuminated, so she dared to go to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, I called the assistant, "Get up, I'm having nightmares again, please change my room and return to the original one."

In the middle of the night, the assistant was forced to contact the hotel staff to change rooms for Zhang Jingyuan.

With so much going on at the booth, the assistant was very helpless, but it was a pity that Zhang Jingyuan had her lifeblood in her hands, so she had to give in.

"Sister Jing, the back of your arm..."

The assistant helped Zhang Jingyuan pack her luggage, and suddenly saw something like a birthmark on the back of her arm.

"What?" Zhang Jingyuan went to the mirror to look, her heart skipped a beat, and she shouted, "Get out!"

Whether it was fear or anger, Zhang Jingyuan's horrifying eyes fell on the assistant. The assistant had never seen Zhang Jingyuan like this before, and she was so scared that she ran out immediately and closed the door.

"Ah!" Zhang Jingyuan held her head and screamed, recalling the passage in hell, "The imprint means you are a sinner!"

sinner?

Is all this true?
She has experienced both the mountains of swords, the sea of ​​fire and the pool of blood?

Why is this happening?

Zhang Jingyuan looked hard at the imprint on his arm, the black shape was like the totem of an ancient tribe.

She ran into the quilt in embarrassment and wrapped herself in a quilt, as if she could find some sense of security, but it didn't help. The mark reminded her that she had done evil things and then suffered retribution.

Are there really ghosts in this world?

Don't... woo woo woo, Zhang Jingyuan began to cry under the quilt.

The mobile phone was put aside, she didn't dare to look at it, and she didn't want to chat with anyone.

Ye Chu put away the lazy chair and gently floated back to his room, the small door on the roof was closed...

Maybe it's to prevent someone from jumping off the building.

(End of this chapter)