Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

"Ugh!"

Su Zihao's body was almost covered by black Nether Ghost Fire, because the pain, twisted and deformed face looked even more strange and terrifying against the background of the black fire.

The tentacles on the surface of the body were broken one by one, turned into black ash and dissipated under the burning of the Nether Ghost Fire, and burned to the end, Su Zihao's body curled up, as if it turned into a lump of meat, covered with all kinds of tentacles, and the amplitude of the swing was gradually weakening, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Listening to that scream, Su Ziyu's face still did not change.

At the beginning, when he was in the family, Su Zihao's family abused Su Ziyu, until his grandfather left, it became even more intense, and once in order to ask the location of the "Old Magic Code", they actually tied twelve-year-old Su Ziyu in prison and tortured him for a week, leaving several scars on his body at that time.

With the burning of the Nether Ghost Fire, Su Ziyu seemed to be able to feel that the scar on his back seemed to hurt again.

He looked at Su Zihao, who was wrapped in flames, and Ruan Xiaoqi sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at Su Ziyu, and his dumb eyes seemed a little empty.

Gradually, as the shouts became weaker and weaker, Su Ziyu stretched out his hand and waved away the Nether Ghost Fire.

"Xiaoqi, the rest will be left to you."

Su Ziyu turned around and sat on the sofa in the hotel, glanced at the clock on the wall, and instructed:

"Well, you can play until six o'clock, and you have to go to bring breakfast to people later, it can't be too late."

Ruan Xiaoqi nodded sensibly, his black hair gently spread, and his exposed eyes appeared a little bright.

Su Zihao was burned into black charcoal, after hearing Su Ziyu's words, his eyes rolled and almost fainted, he reluctantly looked up at Su Ziyu, opened his mouth as if pleading, and his voice was dry and empty:

"Brother... Save me...."

Su Ziyu ignored it, just closed his eyes quietly, and then there was a desperate howl in his ears.

Save him?

Su Ziyu endured for so long, and hid in a mental hospital as a madman for three years, in order to be today, in order to take revenge happily!

What kind of shame he suffered in that family!

All this will be returned by them a hundredfold!

Ruan Xiaoqi walked to Su Zihao, holding a dinner knife taken out of the kitchen, without any expression on his plain face, gently scratched the back of Su Zihao's hand, skin, picked out the ankles, hand tendons, slowly, inch by inch to grind off the tentacles that grew from the face...

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

The desperate cry penetrated the room, so that Boss Li and the others, who were waiting not far away, heard it, and their faces turned pale.

That Boss Li quickly drank a sip of water to suppress the pressure and fear that surged in his heart, but he still couldn't stop his legs from shaking, and the hand holding the water cup was shaking.

"Quick... Close the door! I can't hear that! Boss

Li shouted to the subordinates beside him.

The subordinate was obviously frightened, and only after Boss Li's big drink did he come to his senses, shaking his legs and finally came to the door, bringing the door of the box.

But they were so close that a few boxes apart, they could still hear the howl of killing pigs, and the despair and unwillingness in the tone made their hearts tremble.

However, Boss Li did not dare to be too far away from Su Ziyu, he was afraid that he did not hear it when Su Ziyu called him, what consequences would it cause, and his throat was a little dry just thinking about it.

"Boss... Or.....we... Let's call the special department..."

the subordinate said cautiously with his hands covering his ears.

Syllable!

Then, his subordinate was rewarded with a slap, he covered his slightly red face and saw that Boss Li was looking at him with anger on his face.

"Stinky boy, you don't want to live, I still want to live!"

Boss Li was so angry that his face trembled, "Do you know how powerful that little brother is, I've experienced it myself, do you want me to take you to experience it later?"

Besides, you're fucking deaf, can't hear what Su Gongzi was tortured into, this is a fucking human thing? In this world, low-key is king, know no!

After that, he still hated the iron and slapped the heads of his subordinates twice.

In the end, Boss Li, who could not bear this psychological torture, simply took off his expensive suit jacket and covered his head, his voice mixed with crying:

"The devil... Yes! "

.........

The time of the night passed quickly, Jiangcheng in the early morning with a lion about to wake up, the hazy sky faintly sunlight fell through the clouds, the commercial street in the downtown area, the young man who had been partying all night, dragged a somewhat tired body to the house, and the beeping horn also began to sound, one after another, began to prepare for work.

In the Maple Leaf Bar, the guests on the first floor are almost gone, only the cleaning staff are still cleaning, and in a guest room on the second floor, Boss Li struggled to raise his head, and his confused eyes gradually became focused.

"It's done! Hahaha, it's over?! There

was no longer that kind of ghost crying wolf-like wail tormenting his nerves, even if he had not slept all night, Boss Li, who had a panda eye, seemed to have a little more vitality.

......

Ruan Xiaoqi threw the blood-stained dinner knife on the ground, and Su Ziyu led her to wash her hands, and then returned to the house, and on the ground lay a person who was almost mashed meat.

Ruan Xiaoqi's technique is clever, and every stroke avoids the point, but it brings Su Zihao physical and mental common torture.

Now, this once high-ranking brother has not much qi left.

Su Ziyu moved a chair and sat in front of him, looking down condescendingly:

"Brother, is it fun?"

His voice was very calm, and he could not hear a trace of joy, anger and sorrow.

Su Zihao couldn't help but tremble, and this in turn drove the wounds on his body, causing him to grin and his breath became weaker.

"Well, it's almost time to play, it's time to take you back to meet your cousin, you don't return at night, they should be angry again."

Su Ziyu pulled out a smile on his face, slowly leaned down, almost stuck to Su Zihao, stared at his eyes and slowly condensed a machete composed of dark substances.

"Brother, you said that you are a good person who does not do it, but rather believes in those evil forces, what a scum of the personal race..."

"Hey, if it weren't for your preference for beauty, I wouldn't have been able to find you so quickly."

Su Ziyu said slowly, and the dark long knife continued to gesture in front of Su Zihao.

"Well, it's okay, it's over right away, my knife, soon."

Su Ziyu's voice sounded gentle, but Su Zihao's ears were like a demon's whisper.

Su Zihao looked terrified, as if he had exhausted his strength, and shouted:

"No... You can't kill me... I... You kill me, those people will find me!

You will die, that organization, you can't fight it!

He looked at Su Ziyu with wide eyes, trying to see a little panic on his face, but Su Ziyu's expression was still calm, just gently shook the knife, and said with a faint smile:

"Are you finished?"

"Hmm..." Su

Zihao nodded subconsciously, and then he saw that a black knife fell quickly, clicked, fast enough, strong enough, and his head gurgled and rolled to the ground.

Su Ziyu put away Su Zihao's head and said softly:

"The first one."