Ajing faces her death date.

This is all in Ren Senbo's mind.

The last step in this plan is about to be opened.

If he inhaled the hypnotic gas he made, he would sleep for at least seven days unless he inhaled the other gas he made. During this period, John could only be at his mercy.

He is now sleeping in a secret villa in Ren Senbo in the mountainous area of ​​City G. Ren Senbo is quietly waiting for his death date, that is... tomorrow's arrival.

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon, and he sat alone in the study, poured a glass of red wine, and began to taste it carefully.

He would not let anyone disrupt his plan. He had to let Ajing survive.

Three years ago, he did not want to taste the pain and despair of his wife's death again. As long as Ajing can survive, even if he goes to hell immediately, he will not have any regrets. He knows what the sin he committed, and when it comes time to repay, he will naturally not shirk it.

Now, there are still a group of people who did not wear watches on that day or happened to be in City G. Those people are also cursed. Some people were originally in City G. Some people came here for some reason, as if they were being pulled. Zi Mei told them about their cursedness and was settled.

He had asked Zi Mei to come here and warned her in advance not to see Runan again, and to be careful not to be followed by him. He also asked Zi Mei to drink a potion that could be seen as chameleon liquid dripping on her body.

Speaking of these potions, many of them were actually developed by Nosolan. However, after the improvement, he told Ajing about the formula, and Ajing made further improvements, such as the chameleon liquid, which she improved and developed after the improvement.

When the hour of midnight comes, it is the time when all the answers are revealed.

"Mr. Ren..."

Wen Zimei walked in with a cup of tea. Seeing Ren Senbo drinking, she hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Mr. Ren... on such an important day, it is better to try to stay sober, right?"

"Too……"

Ren Senbo put down his wine glass, picked up the tea handed over by Wen Zimei, took a sip, then put it down, and said, "Zi Mei... I want to talk to you. Are you still satisfied with your life now? Do you still hate those people?"

"Mr. Ren..."

Wen Zimei was told to the point. She was a psychic and also had a ghost physique. Although she no longer had ghost eyes, the pain of the past could not end.

Wen Zimei's ghost eyes caused people to die in the village where she was born. She was half a human and half an evil spirit since she was a child. When she was born, she had blood-red pupils. Those who bullied her would die in the sea. In the end, even her biological father would strangle her to death. The next day, her father was also killed by the evil spirits in her body.

These ghost eyes that brought her deep pain almost took her life. The person who saved her was Ren Senbo. Wen Zimei also gained the courage and hope to continue living.

Now, she was finally liberated and no longer had a supernatural constitution. But she couldn't be happy because she couldn't come back what she lost. So she decided to use the second half of her life to repay Ren Senbo. Without him, there wouldn't be her next life.

"I... don't hate anyone. The only thing I hate is the evil spirit that has left my body."

Wen Zimei said so sincerely.

Ren Senbo told her that he had to live even if he was in pain, and even if he had no hope. As long as he was alive, he would definitely have happy things.

So she survived and ushered in today.

"Yeah?"

Ren Senbo sighed slightly. Then he changed his mind and said, "Do you know the reason? Why do I want to save you and give you hope to survive?"

"What, what...what does this mean?"

Wen Zimei didn't understand Ren Senbo's words for the moment, but she felt that Ren Senbo's eyes were different at the moment than before.

"You are not a cursed person, and you will not be killed by ghosts from the beginning. So, whether to save you or not... the result is the same. If that is the case, why do I still want to save you? Why do I still want you to follow me? Although you have helped me a lot, there are too many people who can replace you and do better than you."

Wen Zimei couldn't believe that this was what Ren Senbo said. Is he... really Ren Senbo?

"I knew from the beginning that you were a ghost-like physique. People with physical constitutions are rare. And even if people with physical constitutions like you change back to physical constitution like now and die at midnight, they will not only become ghosts, but also... they will definitely choose a person with the same physique as the host."

Wen Zimei's legs began to retreat towards the door involuntarily.

"Even if you change back to physical constitution, it doesn't matter... The supernatural constitution itself has no direct connection with genetic genes, and can be created again anytime and anywhere. I want John to spend his death date, so that A Jing can survive. But with his biological physical constitution, the ability of the immortal ghost eye is difficult to fully exert. So... I must make you a new evil spirit in John's body."

Wen Zimei is very sure that Ren Senbo is not joking now.

She immediately fled to the door, but at this time a strange fragrance began to drift in the air, and then... she became unconscious.

When I opened my eyes again, a light shaking in front of me.

This was a small dark room surrounded by brick walls and a lot of dust filled the air. Under the dark light, she saw John lying on a stone bed in front of her.

Ren Senbo stood in front of the light, his expression still looked so indifferent and calm, without any reaction.

"It's almost time... After midnight is coming, it's time. So... you have to die, die at midnight, and then possess it on John."

"No...Mr. Ren, what's wrong with you..."

Wen Zimei's hands were locked in chains and she was completely unable to move.

Zi Mei, who was frightened, noticed the gun in Ren Senbo's hand.

"Although I had no premonition, I had expected it. After all, with the existence of ghost eyes like the Soul-Devouring Eye, I have long considered the possibility that John would lose his supernatural constitution in my plan."

Ren Senbo was looking at the fluorescent watch on his wrist at this moment. Now... it was eleven forty-five minutes. There were only fifteen minutes left before midnight. Ren Senbo's heart was beating violently now.

If John would die tomorrow, it means that all his calculations and research failed, and A Jing's death could no longer be reversed.

"Please...please don't do that, Mr. Ren... do you know the consequences? If you kill me and turn me into a ghost, then you..."

"I don't care. Whether you want to kill me or throw me into the eighteenth level of hell. As long as Ajing can survive, I will accept it no matter what judgment it is. I know how serious my sin is. As early as when I burned down the manor of Irving's house, I had already dirty my hands."

Seeing that there was still some time, Ren Senbo simply told Wen Zimei about the truth behind the scenes.

When he finished speaking, it was only two or three minutes before midnight.

"How is it possible..." Wen Zimei could not imagine that Ren Senbo had done so many unimaginable cruel things in secret. In order to make his daughter survive the curse, she did not hesitate to create an experimental field and create so many tragedies.

And John was Ren Senbo's biggest victim.

"You should understand? I chose John and let him have the Immortal Eyes for this moment. If you want to hate me, just hate me. I will bear all my sins. But Ajing wants to survive... I must cut off this curse chain!"

Immediately afterwards, he began to watch the second hand of the watch, and the final countdown had already entered midnight.

In just the last few minutes, it was like centuries for Wen Zimei.

"No...No...I don't want to become a demon. Please, Mr. Ren, don't kill me, please let me go..."

Wen Zimei knew that she would die, but she still begged Ren Senbo desperately.

However, this could not impress Ren Senbo.

"Please... you can do whatever you want me to do... even if you want me to kill someone, it doesn't matter, but please don't kill me... I don't want to die, I don't want to become a ghost..."

"Time is up."

At that time, when the needle and minute needle finally coincided at zero point, Ren Senbo finally raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Wen Zimei in front of him with a shot.

The first shot hit Wen Zimei's abdomen.

He deliberately avoided the vital points.

Because she cannot be killed immediately, she must die in extreme pain before she can become the most terrifying evil spirit.

Immediately afterwards, he shot four shots in his ears, shoulders, right chest and thighs.

Although Wen Zimei let out a shrill scream, Ren Senbo's eyes were not shaken at all.

"Then...got goodbye forever, Zi Mei."

In fact, it could have been possible to kill Wen Zimei in a more cruel way, but considering the limited time, Ren Senbo chose this more efficient method.

The muzzle pointed at Wen Zimei's heart.

"beg--"

Wen Zimei had no time to say this word, and a pool of blood splashed on her left chest.

With six guns, Ren Senbo took away a person's life in less than ten seconds.

"A Jing... I don't want to save you with these dirty hands. But I still want you to survive."

Ren Senbo put down the gun that was still floating in smoke and looked at Wen Zimei's body in front of him.

He estimated that the evil ghost should have been born. However, he hadn't seen it yet.

"You are indeed...a real demon."

Ren Senbo was shocked and suddenly turned around and saw that it was John! He woke up!

"How could it be? The effect of the medicine will not pass so quickly... So that's it. The Immortal Eye's ability to feel danger makes you wake up automatically."

John stared at Ren Senbo coldly.

He did not show any particular indignation, but looked at the other person with a look of almost insignificance.

"Don't you understand? You are just one link in this curse chain."

It was past midnight. Ren Senbo began to feel something was wrong.

John's eyes were still black.

"No...why, why is this happening?"

"Your role in this chain has disappeared. You... will see the living hell."

John stood up and began to walk up the nearby steps.

"No... I can't have any errors in my calculations, it's impossible..."

"Do you really think so?"
To be continued...