Bad Karma: Ghost, Be Gentle

Chapter 65: Resurrection cost

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In the 21st century, promises made millions of times are not as trustworthy as a contract. No matter how beautiful words are, seeing is believing!

Those friends who were killed by Duan Lin and her grandmother whose bones were not yet cold were all imprinted in Fan Wei's mind. The thought of those close to those who died in vain made Fan Wei feel heartbroken.

And the facts have repeatedly proved that Duan Lin’s power is already very weak, not to mention facing the real golden coffin zombies, even in the face of Li Saisi, he will kill a thousand enemies and lose 800. Where does his power stop those High-level evil? He can't even kill Zuo Yu!

Men are not to be believed! Fan Wei even felt that Duan Lin was not much better than Yu Zhan. Feeling the resentment and determination in Fan Wei's eyes, the butler sighed lightly, did not continue to follow the topic, looked down at the walking stick in his chest, and whispered: "Miss, you want to kill me to vent your anger, no Relationship, but please leave here and do it later. My responsibility at the moment

Service is to take you out of here. "

Fan Wei sneered: "I forgot, you can't touch me, can you?"

"Yes." The butler answered without hesitation.

"The day Zuo Yu escaped from the cage, you grabbed my hand and took me away, what do you say?" Fan Wei looked at the housekeeper coldly.

The butler's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was sonorous and powerful: "That time, I had paid the price, without any resistance, and was shot by a bullet."

Fan Wei was taken aback, recalling the scene of escaping from Tingtao Pavilion that day and being shot and killed by the special police at the crossroads. Combining with the terrifying vitality of the housekeeper, Fan Wei suddenly realized that it was not the special police who killed him, but that he chose to be killed. Is it just because you touched yourself

Can Duan Lin's woman be touched? ridiculous!

Fan Wei hardly thought about it, and grabbed it on the butler's wrist. The moment Fan Wei's finger touched the housekeeper, Fan Wei's expression of resentment froze on her face, and the warm blood splashed on her cheeks. The arm that was touched by herself broke away from the housekeeper's shoulder and fell freely to the ground. . Fan Wei didn’t see what the housekeeper did.

The means cut off the arm that was touched by Fan Wei.

It turns out that there is no need for walking sticks at all, just touch the housekeeper to kill this powerful monster.

Fan Wei's finger slowly lifted and poked towards the butler's forehead. The butler did not hide or resist, just looking at Fan Wei quietly.

At the moment when the butler was about to start thinking about it, Fan Wei's wrist was grabbed by Ling Shu.

"Weiwei, don't kill him first, or we all have to die here."

Fan Wei's face was full of the pleasure of revenge. Although the movement of her hand stopped, the killing intent in her eyes did not weaken at all.

"How long can you be resurrected?" Fan Wei asked in a deep voice, staring at the housekeeper. The steward did not hide the slightest: "Ms. Hui, the time of resurrection is related to the pain I endured. Regardless of the length of time, as long as I choose to resurrect, I will endure twelve levels of pain. Tenth level of pain is cancer pain caused by tumors compressing nerves. The first level is the extreme point of slow fire burning, consciousness

The pain before it dissipated. The twelfth level of pain is the inhuman pain that can only be experienced by escaping into hell and being tortured. Resurrection within one day, level 15 pain, resurrection within one hour, level 20 suffering, resurrection within one minute, level 30 suffering. "

"Inhuman pain, there is only level twelve, and level thirty pain?" Fan Wei looked at the housekeeper blankly, with no concept in her mind.

There was a touch of fear in the steward's eyes. Obviously, he had experienced the pain of level 30. Even a steward who had almost no emotions like a machine was silent about the pain of level 30.

"Say!" Fan Wei's voice was almost compelling. The butler took a deep breath and said every word: "The pain of the twelfth to the twenty-ninth level is the eighteenth level of hell. The 30th level of the pain is the suffering of the Infernal Purgatory. The suffering is the twelfth level of suffering. But one second from the outside world is equivalent to one year in Infernal Purgatory. Resurrection within one minute,

When in Infernal Purgatory, he has to bear the pain of the twelfth grade for sixty years. "

Ling Shu on the side turned pale, covering his mouth, and said in astonishment: "I didn't expect the cost of resurrection to be so high. Originally, I wanted to ask him what the secret of resurrection was, it was terrible."

Suffering the pain of level twelve all the time, for as long as sixty years. No matter how powerful a person is, he will be driven mad. And this almost extreme pain, in fact, for outsiders, it only passed for a minute.

well!

Fan Wei stared into the eyes of the housekeeper, and said every word: "I'm waiting for you!"

The moment the voice fell, Fan Wei's finger touched the butler's forehead. Knowing what death meant, the butler still ruined his head without hesitation.

The brain was splashed on the wall with blood, and the butler's body crashed down.

For Fan Wei, one second is just a blink of an eye, but for the housekeeper it is a whole year!

It seems that God is fair. The price of resurrection is definitely not something that humans or evil things can bear. Perhaps only the monsters created by Duan Lin himself can weaken the feelings and feelings to the minimum before they can barely bear it.

Moreover, the butler's loyalty to Duan Lin was so high that it completely exceeded Fan Wei's expectations.

Even in the face of the 30th-level pain, the housekeeper still chose to endure this pain because he touched Duan Lin's woman, and redeem his own soul.

Duan Lin, you really have a good dog! Fan Wei stared at the butler's body that was starting to heal, thinking viciously in her heart. "Weiwei, he is so loyal to you, and you let him experience the pain of level 30. Didn't you just listen to him say how terrible the pain of level 30 is?" Ling Shu on the side was filled with righteous indignation, obviously. , She absolutely Fan Wei’s approach is very "inhumane", whether it is moral

Still morally unable to stand up.

Fan Wei didn't care, and glanced at Ling Shu coldly. The icy light accompanied by a cold voice conveyed Fan Wei's decisive attitude: "He killed my grandmother, you saw it with your own eyes!"

"I..." Ling Shu was speechless. Fan Wei snorted, staring at the butler's corpse, and said with hatred: "I am not a benevolent heroine, but an ordinary woman with seven passions and six desires. For a woman, the most important thing is emotion! Killed me! Family and friends, take away my family and friendship,

It is tantamount to ruining my world! Not to mention the 30th-level pain, if there is 50th-level pain, 10,000-level pain in this world, I will not hesitate to inflict it on him! "Leaving the spring breeze to the people around him, and bestowing the severe cold on the enemy, this is Fan Wei's bottom line forever. (End of this chapter)