"Die!"
As Zhang Bin watched Lin Han approach, he threw a censer of incense ash that he had found behind him at her, and even splashed some black dog blood from the offering table at her.
All of this was without Lin Han, but Zhang Bin saw it differently.
"Hahahaha, aren't you Lin Kangcheng's daughter? So what if you become a ghost? I'll still kill you again, won't I?" Zhang Bin laughed maniacally in Ling Han's direction.
"Oh, really? Are you sure I'm really stupid?" Lin Han walked towards him step by step, a fruit knife appearing in her hand, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.
Lin Han's voice brought Zhang Bin's laughter to an abrupt halt.
Zhang Bin rubbed his ears as if in disbelief, then stared wide-eyed at Lin Han, who was completely unharmed.
Just as he was about to run, he suddenly tripped and fell to the ground.
It was at this moment that Lin Han somehow managed to hang him upside down from the ceiling.
Zhang Bin's world was turned upside down. He watched Lin Han approach him with a knife, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Do you know how painful it is to be cut by a knife? There was really no one to save you, it was really hopeless." With each sentence Lin Han spoke, Zhang Bin felt as if he had been cut by a knife.
Even at the very end, he heard a dripping sound, and Zhang Bin was absolutely certain that it was his own blood.
Faced with the fear of impending death, Zhang Bin finally fainted.
After he passed out, Lin Han removed all the hoods from his body.
She pinched her nose and looked at the man in front of her who was emitting a foul stench with disgust.
"Useless."
After Lin Han finished speaking disdainfully, she put him down, then found a stool and had Xiao Meng move him onto it and tie him up.
After everything was almost sorted out, Lin Han used her ultimate move.
She placed her rotting human skin hands on his body, took a black cloth and blindfolded him tightly, with an upside-down dripping device next to him.
Lin Han drew all the curtains around him, and only after he finished did he ask Xiao Meng to wake him up.
Zhang Bin woke up not long after he had passed out, but he found that he could neither speak nor move.
At that moment, he felt as if something cold had brushed against his wrist, followed by the sound of liquid dripping.
In the enclosed space, it seemed as if only he existed.
No matter how hard Zhang Bin tried to speak, it was all in vain; he could only listen to his blood slowly dripping down his body.
Meanwhile, Lin Han, the ultimate instigator, stood by and quietly admired her masterpiece.
"You really know how to torture people." Xiao Meng looked at Zheng Zhangbin, who was suffering psychologically, and gave Lin Han high praise without hesitation.
"It doesn't matter, just keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't die." Lin Han looked at Zhang Bin, who was struggling wildly on the chair, and left after tidying up her things without expression.
How much suffering he will endure afterward depends on his luck.
If he's lucky, the security guards will notice something's wrong, find him, and rescue him, then he'll suffer less. If he's unlucky, then all that can be said is that he's immoral.
Lin Han had just left the villa area and discarded all the props and costumes she had used. After cleaning up, she checked her phone and found more than thirty missed calls.
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