On one side of the wall of the room, a mirror more than one person high.

At this moment, Yang Yongxin in the mirror was also sitting on the stool, but he did not bow his head to drink tea like Yang Yongxin outside, but raised his head and looked at Yang Yongxin outside with a cold gaze.

Then, I saw him slowly lift the cup of tea in his hand, and pour the hot tea into his collar with a slanted hand.

"Ahh Yang Yongxin suddenly screamed, jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on his tail, and at the same time, the tea in his hand was ~ spilled on his crotch.

"Ahh Yang Yongxin suddenly let out a second scream, threw away the teacup directly, and began to shake his pants desperately, looking like an egg hurting.

- Well, maybe he's really 'sore eggs' right now, and maybe he's still hurting.

I couldn't see it in his crotch, but I could see that his neck was burned red, which showed that the temperature of the tea just now was not low.

Yang Yongxin touched his neck while carrying the water on his pants, his eyes showed a blank look, and he didn't understand where the hot feeling on his neck came from.

And his two exclamations also startled the two people in the center of the room who were about to wake up the young man, the two stopped and looked at him, and the one on the left said strangely: "Teacher, what's wrong?" "

Yang Yongxin was a little angry and said, "I don't know, I feel like something is burning on my neck..."

The assistant on the right was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes widened, as if he had seen something that frightened him, and his whole body stiffened, and his eyes stared straight ahead, unable to speak.

"Fan Hui, what's wrong with you?" The person next to him couldn't help but ask strangely when he saw his abnormality, and then subconsciously followed the other party's gaze, and then, he also showed the same expression as Fan Hui.

"What are you doing?" Yang Yongxin looked up and saw the appearance of the two of them, and he was also inexplicable, and also subconsciously turned his head to look aside, and then, his pupils shrank violently, revealing an extremely shocked expression.

Because he saw that in the mirror on the wall next to him, 'himself' was looking at him with a grim expression!

The 'self' in the mirror is standing in a different posture from himself, not to mention the expression on his face, and the other party is still holding the teacup in his hand, but in fact, the teacup in his hand has just fallen to the ground and broken!

"This, this..." Yang Yongxin's mind was a little dazed, thinking that he was dazzled, but looking at the expressions of the two people next to him, it seemed that they also saw the same, so it shouldn't be dazzling.

Is that...... It's true?!

A chill rushed to Yang Yongxin's head, he trembled, and then subconsciously moved to the door, wanting to escape.

Seeing his movements, the two stopped and rushed to the door in a hurry.

However, in the few seconds when the three of them were in a daze just now, 'Yong Xin' was already walking towards the door in the mirror, so he was a little faster than them, and reached out and pressed it.

Then Yang Yongxin rushed to the door, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and found that the door had not moved!

The two stopped and ran over, hurriedly fiddling with the door lock, and pulled a few harder, but they still couldn't pull it open!

The look of horror on the faces of the three of them was even stronger, Yang Yongxin turned his head to look in the mirror, and found that the 'self' in the mirror was looking at him with sarcastic eyes, and the 'other party' had already walked to the center of the room again, standing next to the 'electrotherapy device'!

The two assistants also looked at the mirror, and then the three of them were horrified to see Yang Yongxin in the mirror reaching out to open the instrument, and pressing the power adjustment button together, the number on it kept jumping, and soon increased to '30'.

Then, Yang Yongxin in the mirror image picked up the two 'electrotherapy sticks' and calmly attached the front ends to his temples on both sides.

"No!!" When he saw this scene, Yang Yongxin's face suddenly changed, and he screamed in horror, but then he suddenly stiffened, and then trembled like an electric shock~ trembling!

"Hmm

There were originally those two assistants behind him, but when the two of them saw Yang Yongxin coming down, they both subconsciously avoided it, so Yang Yongxin fell to the ground directly with a 'bang'.

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The two of them turned pale, looked at Yang Yongxin who was twitching on the ground, and looked at the scene in the mirror, feeling that their minds were a mess, and the six gods stood in place stupidly.

Yang Yongxin in the mirror just stuck two electrotherapy rods on his temples, as if he didn't feel anything at all, and Yang Yongxin himself on the ground, the position of his temples had faintly scorched marks, his eyes had almost turned white, and white foam began to appear in his mouth.

It lasted for more than ten seconds before Yang Yongxin in the mirror image lowered his hands, and Yang Yongxin himself continued to twitch reflexively, looking like he was already delirious.

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But one thing is certain: he shouldn't die.

Then, Yang Yongxin in the mirror slowly raised his head and looked at the two assistants.

The two assistants were almost frightened, and the young man named Fan Hui screamed, "Ghost!! At the same time he turned around again and pulled the door like crazy.

The other young man sat on the ground with a slump of hair, hot body flowing out of his crotch, looking stupid.

Yang Yongxin in the mirror image only glanced at the two of them, but didn't do anything to them, and then he turned his head and glanced at the unconscious young man lying on the operating table next to him, and didn't care about the other party, and then saw him put down the electrotherapy stick in his hand, turned around and walked to the right side of the room.

I saw him walk to a table in the corner, reach out and pick up the silver thermos on the table, and then directly unscrew the cap, lift the water bottle above his head, and tilt it slowly...

The two assistants understood his intentions, and their hearts tightened, and they looked at Yang Yongxin on the ground next to them in horror.

The steaming boiling water poured from the bottle and poured it on the head of Yang Yongxin in the mirror...

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PS: (I recommend a book "Global Live Broadcast of the Death Trial", which has the same theme and different styles as this book, and interested book friends can take a look.) Towel)_

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