Ur, who was on the third floor, had initially relaxed a little when he heard Scar's voice over the intercom.
However, the sudden explosions and gunfire that erupted after a moment of silence made Ur's heart leap into his throat again.
He wasn't exactly inexperienced in the face of danger, but the feeling of losing control, right from the start of this night, made him uneasy.
Ur could only light a cigar to ease his tension.
The smell of tobacco quickly filled the entire third floor. The space there wasn't particularly large to begin with, and there were no windows; it was essentially a safe room.
The door and surrounding walls were reinforced with alloy, practically impenetrable even to a rocket launcher.
There was also a secret elevator in the corner of the room. If things got too bad, he could take it to the roof and escape by helicopter.
Exhaling a thick plume of smoke, Ur narrowed his eyes, involuntarily recalling Bill's death.
Even through the photograph, Ur could still sense the overwhelming stench of blood.
Ur knew of such a torture. He'd once dealt with a businessman from China, and during their idle chat, the man had spoken of the historical tortures of China.
Two of them had left a deep impression on Ur. One involved pouring hot water over the condemned and then using a wire brush to scrape off their flesh layer by layer.
The other involved trapping the condemned in a fishing net and using razor blades to slice off their flesh bit by bit, until they were nearly a skeleton, all while ensuring they didn't die.
He'd forgotten the name of the first one, but he remembered the second was called Lingchi.
Bill's death reminded him of the second torture, Lingchi. The image of the body shaved down to a skeleton kept swirling in Ur's mind.
Just as Ur was lost in thought, the gunshots downstairs suddenly stopped.
This made his heart clench, unsure of the outcome.
Ur grabbed the walkie-talkie in front of him and urgently called out, "Hello, hello! Scar, what's the situation?!"
After the call ended, there was no response. This made Ur's heart sink.
Just as Ur was considering his options, the walkie-talkie crackled to life, and a voice came through.
"Hiss~ Hello, boss. The enemy has been dealt with. Hiss~"
"Repeat, the enemy has been dealt with. Hiss~"
Ur's tense heart suddenly relaxed. "Finally, this trouble is resolved."
Suppressing his delight, Ur shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Great job! Scar! Bring that damn corpse up here, I want to take a good look at what kind of thing it is!"
A moment later, a knock sounded at the door. The guard, after confirming through the special observation port of the security door, opened the door.
After the door opened, Scar walked in, carrying a corpse clad in a black combat suit and a black hood.
Scar tossed the body onto the ground and said in a low voice, "Boss, the Evil Spirit's body is here. It was very difficult to deal with; we paid a heavy price to take it down."
A relieved smile appeared on Ur's gloomy, ugly face. He walked towards the corpse and said to Scar, "You did well! Don't worry, I won't mistreat the brothers who died."
"And to you, the heroes who survived, I will give you generous rewards."
Ur patted Scar on the shoulder as encouragement.
He knelt beside the corpse, reaching out to try and remove the Evil Spirit's hood, and said to Scar, "Scar, you deserve the most credit. What kind of reward do you want?"
"A house? A nice car? Or a beautiful woman? Or a large sum of money?"
"Tell me, and I will make you happy."
Ur, who had just put his hand on his hood, suddenly heard several whistling sounds above him.
At the same time, a pair of ghastly white eyes lit up in the dark hood, and a hoarse voice came from the corpse's mouth.
"I think your head would be a great reward, don't you think, Mr. Ur?"
Ur was startled and sat down on the ground. Only then did he see the strange state of Scar in front of him.
Scar, who had just been speaking, had already lowered his head. At the same time, dozens of tentacles emerged from his body, pinning everyone else in the room to the wall, all through their heads, killing them instantly.
The Evil Spirit's corpse, no, the Evil Spirit stood up, and Scar's tentacles also retracted.
Then, a blob of viscous black liquid came out from Scar's body. The Evil Spirit reached out his hand, and the liquid seeped into it.
Ur saw that the Evil Spirit's body seemed to have grown a little bigger. A large mouth filled with sharp teeth opened under those evil eyes, and a crimson tongue extended, dripping viscous saliva down to the ground from that flexible, slender tongue.
Ur looked at Meng Ran, as if he were an Evil Spirit freshly crawled out of hell.
Meng Ran watched Ur, who was shivering and constantly stretching out his trembling legs, trying to put distance between himself and Meng Ran. A great sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.
That's right, just like this. Seeing Ur's terrified expression, Meng Ran knew that sacrificing some of his handsome demeanor was the right choice.
Meng Ran wanted to instill the deepest fear in his enemies, to make these damned criminals tremble.
Meng Ran laughed. "Mr. Ur, what do you think of my previous suggestion?"
"Using your head as a reward, I will definitely make a beautiful wine cup out of your skull."
With that, Meng Ran strode in front of Ur and grabbed his head, lifting him up.
Ur listened to Meng Ran's terrifying words, coupled with that hoarse, chilling voice, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Meng Ran's powerful hand gently squeezed, and Ur immediately felt his head about to be crushed. The intense pain caused tears to stream down his face.
Ur cried out, begging for mercy, "Mr. Evil Spirit! Mr. Evil Spirit!! I'm sorry! Spare me! Ahhhhh!!!"
Hearing the piercing wails, Meng Ran only felt a surge of irritation. He couldn't help but increase the pressure slightly, making Ur's screams even worse.
Meng Ran disgustedly tossed him aside and said sternly, "Isn't it a bit late to beg for mercy now, Ur?"
Ur collapsed against the wall, wailing, "I have money! I have a lot of money! Mr. Evil Spirit, as long as you spare me, I'll give it all to you, all of it!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Ran sat down on a chair with interest, lit one of Ur's cigars, and puffed out smoke, saying, "Oh? Then how much are you willing to pay for your life?"
Seeing a turn of events, Ur immediately exclaimed excitedly, "I have twenty million, and other assets! Cars! Houses! I'll give it all to you, spare me!"
Meng Ran exhaled a puff of smoke and said coldly, "Transfer the money now, money for life."
Ur immediately sat up and began operating on the computer.
"Mr. Evil Spirit, what's your account number?" Ur's ugly face forced a smile, and he said obsequiously.
Meng Ran said, "Little White, accept the transfer, and make sure I get this money clean in my account."
"Received." Little White's electronic voice suddenly came from the computer.
Ur was stunned by Meng Ran's move.
Ur looked at the darkness under Meng Ran's hood, he could only see those terrifying eyes and the flickering red cigarette.
"Can I leave now, Mr. Evil Spirit?" Ur asked cautiously.
Meng Ran put down his cigar and said, "Little White, how long until the countdown?"
"One minute and thirty seconds left," Xiao Bai said.
The electronic screen in the room displayed the same death countdown as in Times Square, with one minute and thirty seconds remaining.
Watching the countdown, Meng Ran said to Ur, "You have one minute and twenty-five seconds to go."
Ur looked at the countdown and finally understood. Overwhelmed by fear, he begged Meng Ran desperately, offering his entire fortune just to grasp at the last straw of hope.
But now, Meng Ran had extinguished that hope, or rather, Meng Ran never intended to let him go from the beginning.
Ur watched the shrinking time, watching Meng Ran sitting there like the Grim Reaper.
He slumped to the ground, as if all his strength had been drained.
Suddenly, Ur picked up the pistol that had fallen on the ground and aimed it at his own head.
Meng Ran kicked him, sending him flying. The gun in his hand clattered to the ground.
Meng Ran grabbed his neck, slamming him against the wall. He opened his terrifying mouth and roared at him.
The hot, wet air and the chilling sound crashed onto Ur's face. Meng Ran roared, "I decide when you die! That's my judgement! This is the Evil Spirit's Judgement upon you, Ur, the sinner!"
"Since you want to kill so badly, I'll let you savor it!"
Suddenly, countless black threads sprouted from Meng Ran's hand, gripping Ur. They burrowed into his eyes, ears, and mouth.
Thirty seconds remained. Meng Ran used his venom to control Ur's brain, inflicting the most excruciating pain, forcing him to repent in agony and fear.
Ur was pinned against the wall, trembling uncontrollably as the countdown relentlessly approached zero.
Finally, at the very instant the timer hit zero, Ur stopped shaking.
The electronic screens in Times Square and the one in the room simultaneously went blank, replaced by a few crimson words.
"Judgement Complete!"
"Criminal: Ur!"
"The Evil Spirit judges your sins!"
In the dim room, only the large characters on the electronic screen emitted a blood-red glow, illuminating Ur, who was nailed to the wall, blood streaming from his orifices. The Evil Spirit graffiti on the wall grinned, seemingly mocking someone.
The Evil Spirit had departed, merging into the deep night.
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