Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
The young man took out another betel nut and popped it into his mouth. He listened to the baby crying, and his breathing became heavier. Some people liked to torture kittens because their cries sounded like babies. The crying became louder. Gao Ming slowly walked out of the corner. He had confirmed the person’s identity through the forum. Even if he was not Dead Water, he must be connected to him.
Taking out the death portrait of the patients, Gao Ming promised to treat them. They only needed to help him capture people as a form of payment. Shadow spread. Before the young man could react, he was pushed into the wall. He then realised there were a few more ‘people’ around him.
Gao Ming covered the young man’s mouth. Gao Ming looked into the locker. There was no death portrait but a drawing. The black-and-white drawing was no different from a real death portrait. The portrait was of a beautiful woman. Her body was mature, but her intelligence appeared to stop at a baby’s age. She was crying like a baby. The painter was impressive. Just a look at the drawing and one could feel everything.
“The woman’s soul has been pulled out, and her shell is stuck inside the painting.” Gao Ming took out the drawing, “This drawing is too similar to a death portrait.”
Gao Ming put away the painting that was crying and removed the gag on the young man’s mouth, “Was it you who set up the Dead Water Forum?”
The young man’s expression twisted. He smiled, “I know what you want to ask, but I won’t tell you.”
“It looks like you’re a pervert with a backbone. Unfortunately, I’m a psychiatrist who has ways to make you speak.” Gao Ming touched his heart. The torture devices made from flesh trembled.
“Don’t waste your energy. So, what if I die?” The young man was like a snake. He memorised Gao Ming’s face. If he were given a chance, he would kill him immediately.
“Die? Do you think it’s that easy?” The torture device materialised in Gao Ming’s hand. “This is a flesh baller. Its edge is so sharp that you can easily gouge out a perfect sphe
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