The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 385 Perfection
This feeling of watching other people being brutally murdered is even more frightening than what she encountered on the "Jade Rain" last time. Only then did Ji Qian deeply understand what it means to have a numb scalp.

But the terrible thing was that the man next to him actually watched all this happen with relish as if admiring some kind of art.

And the make-up artist Bette was even more perverted. After the stitching was finished, she continued to hum a little song and put on makeup on the face.

Her leisurely posture, concentrated expression, everything made Ji Qian feel terrified.

In particular, this woman's hand once caressed his face. If she hadn't been disgusted by her, would it be possible that the face with makeup and eyes closed could have become his own?
Ji Qian was trembling all over. She never knew that a person's fear could be magnified infinitely like this.

She didn't even know how to describe the scene.

Song Zhen, where are you?
She couldn't help closing her eyes, but the frightening scene seemed to still be reflected on her retina.

Even if she wanted to forget it, the sticky liquid on her face reminded her all the time.

Both hands were tied by the rope, she couldn't even reach out to cover her mouth, even if she was afraid, she could only close her eyes.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, someone pulled her hair, forcing her to open it again.

She seemed to have turned into a fish on a cutting board, and could only watch as the butcher's knife of death cut her down.

So this devil-like man, he brought himself to see this, is it because he is about to die?She couldn't help thinking.

……

In no time, Bette finished applying makeup to that flawless face.

As expected, she was indeed a top makeup artist. The superb makeup technique immediately made the woman's ashen face as white as a porcelain doll, with a blush, and her facial features became more profound, like a Barbie, incomparably beautiful.

At this point, the puppet is almost complete.

"How perfect? ​​This is the most perfect work, isn't it?" Bette turned to the man next to Kissy and asked, "Baal, right?"

She originally wanted to stand on tiptoe and spin, but because her body was too fat, not only did her movements lack any lightness and beauty, but it made the people watching her tired.

"Of course, with Lareina's long legs, Patricia's feet, Jade's hands, Anne's arms, Crystal's neck, Joyce's buttocks, Grace's water snake waist, and Delia's head, now, only a perfect breast is missing!" Baal obsessed praised.

But Ji Qian was trembling at the side listening.

Lareina?That David couldn't be found anywhere, and he thought it was Lareina who was seduced by his opponent and broke the appointment?

It turned out that she didn't intentionally break the contract, nor did she deliberately design with Halifax to make David look ugly at the show, but was killed!
In addition, Ji Qian has also heard of Grace, who is also a model and a cover magazine girl.She was a sexy stunner, most famous for her water snake waist that swayed in the wind. Han Zhixian liked her very much for a while.

Ji Qian didn't know the other people, but she couldn't help but follow Baal's voice, and sure enough, every single part was so perfect, even the single pair of hands, at first glance, looked like special hands for hand models, with long and slender fingers, The joints are well-proportioned, not to mention how beautiful it is!
But this kind of beauty will only make her scalp tingle!
What the hell is this Bette trying to do?
Just when she was guessing, Bette actually picked up the chainsaw.

The sound of the chainsaw sounded again, and Ji Qian couldn't help pressing her body against the wheelchair, for fear that she would swing towards her.

However, in the next moment, a more terrifying scene happened.

This woman actually aimed the saw at herself!
……

"Ouch!" Ji Qian finally couldn't take it anymore.

But she couldn't even bend over and retch, because from the beginning to the end, her body was firmly pressed on the wheelchair by the man beside her.

"Do you know what belief is? Look at her, the pursuit of beauty is her belief."

The man pressed Ji Qian's shoulder and forced her to watch the scene.

Ji Qian couldn't help vomiting, trying to struggle, but was held down tightly.

She shook her head frantically in her heart.

No, faith should not be like this!
Fuck twisted beliefs!

But as soon as this thought of resistance came up, someone grabbed her by the hair.

"Remember what you saw today. Remember, all of this is thanks to Song Zhen. If it weren't for him, you are still dreaming of the air-conditioning in the hotel. It is because of Song Zhen that you can see Such a wonderful scene, to have this unique and wonderful experience, thank him, baby."

The sound of baby sounded in Ji Qian's ears, as if hypnotic, making her drowsy.

But she seemed to be very sober, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes, a little cold.

She called Song Zhen's name in her heart, but there was a voice telling her: If it wasn't for Song Zhen, she wouldn't need to encounter all this terrible thing.

No, that's not the case...

Ji Qian felt that she was going crazy.

But what's more frightening is that this woman named Bette is even crazier.

A person who doesn't even care about hurting her own body at will, how can she be expected to care about other people's lives!

This is a pervert.

I thought it was over, but the woman pressed a button on the wall, and then the glass in front of Ji Qian shrank from the middle to both sides, revealing a black pit, and the body fell down.

The moment the glass was opened, Ji Qian smelled a certain smell of rotten meat, even in such a cold winter day, it was still pungent.

Immediately afterwards, the glass was closed, and the smell was no longer obvious, as if nothing had happened.

Humming, the women each lit a candle under the coffin and looked at Baal.

"The sacred ceremony is about to begin, you should leave."

This is an eviction order.

Baal smiled softly, "I'm looking forward to it. Just let me stay here, I don't want to miss such a sacred moment. Don't worry, I promise I won't disturb you, and I will protect you well."

It wasn't until she heard the last sentence that Bette's cold face softened a little.

"Gag her mouth and don't disturb me." Immediately, Bette turned and walked towards the coffin.

As for Ji Qian, a cloth ball was forcibly stuffed in her mouth again.

"Baby, let's take a look together, what a great and sacred moment." He is always singing a hymn.

Afterwards, Ji Qian saw that Bette was lying in another empty coffin, with her eyes closed and her hands hanging down, almost like a living dead.

The incandescent lamp was suddenly extinguished, and the whole room was plunged into darkness, except for the two white candles, which were burning faintly like a Chinese sacrifice, and suddenly there was an indescribable horror.

Even the temperature seemed to drop a lot all of a sudden, the room was unspeakably cold.

What the hell is this Bette doing?
When will Song Zhen arrive...

(End of this chapter)