The constable wiped the blood splashed on his face and waved his hand to the yamen runners and said, "Beat me to death! If you are desperate, take it back for interrogation, see if he dares to run away."
"Yes!" The constable leader gave the order, and the officials and yamen runners around rushed up quickly, punching and kicking Lin Suqing, and attacking him with heavy and no mercy.
After a moment, he vomited thick blood all over the floor, and the officials and yamen runners did not dodge at all, but were even more merciless when they were stained with blood. They said they wanted to leave a breath of energy for interrogation. In fact, no one was ruthless. Instead, the more blood was, the more ruthless he was.
They had a rare opportunity to vent violence like this, so they naturally took the opportunity to take advantage of it when they seized it. The fist like a meteor fell down and countless legs kicked over, and Lin Suqing had no room for resistance.
For their Sitian County, a death of an outsider is similar to a death of a chicken, duck, cat and dog. If he dies, he dies. He digs a hole in the mass grave and throws it, and then burys two shovels of soil and buried them. No one will ever ask about it again.
Lin Suqing only felt that even the pain from his flesh and blood was numb. Now even if they used a knife to scrape his flesh and pick his bones, he would be completely painless.
He was limp and weak. He wanted to struggle. He didn't want to die here, but his body couldn't move. He could only let them kick and beat him up. He felt that his internal organs were broken and his blood was almost vomiting.
However, in this fatigue and weakness, he clearly felt the meridians and blood vessels on his body like boiling hot oil, constantly urging, as if they were about to emerge from under his flesh.
These hot agitations bring another kind of pain, a swelling pain from the inside out, so swollen that even the temples seem to be about to come out at any time.
These irregular swellings hit harder and lighter in his body, impacting from the inside out, and he even felt that his eyes were about to pop out of his eye sockets.
He felt very uncomfortable, and this discomfort was not because of the constable's beating. This discomfort came from his own body, making him restless and uncontrollable. At this moment, he seemed to be a beast that was about to lose control and about to go crazy.
He was restless, angry, ready to go. He felt hungry and wanted to drink fresh blood in big mouthfuls.
...
Lin Suqing closed her eyes tightly and felt it in a coma.
He himself didn't know how his body changed at the same time.
However, the people around him were really shocked by his changes.
I saw countless large and small bags bulging like toads all over his body.
His skin was covered with blue, black, and red. It was either twisted or delicate, or rough and unreasonable.
The lines are chaotic and intertwined, like heads and tails, and like random intertwined. They are like meridians and blood vessels.
As his expression became more and more painful and ferocious, the things on his body also changed more, more like some strange runes, written all over his body, and his face was filled with symbols of all sizes.
The onlookers were stunned. They didn't know what was happening to this foreigner, but they began to be afraid, and fear and fear came from their hearts.
They couldn't help but retreat, and even those who stood outside and didn't see anything happening in the crowd, inexplicably felt a kind of fear, a kind of oppressive fear that was overwhelming.
It seemed as if the air around it was about to condense into frost, as if the world was about to become ice and snow.
It seemed that it was about to be ignited in an instant, and the whole world would immediately turn into ashes in the fire.
This is a contradictory, elusive feeling. It's very scary.
The birds at the market rushed around wildly, trying to escape; even the watchdogs tied to the wooden stakes were desperately breaking away from the ropes. Everyone was very afraid, even animals, insects, and birds were very afraid.
The constable trembled all over his body. He felt as if his breathing was covered with frost, and he felt that he was being scorched by the fire from the bottom of his heart.
This unreasonable feeling made him so panicked that he could not control himself. His voice was trembling and his whole body was trembling.
"You, you, look at him, what's going on with him."
No one dares to go. He himself dares not.
...
Lin Suqing felt that his heart was beating the most severely. Even his whole body was shaken by the strange beating. His whole body was twitching, as if he had to stop breathing immediately.
He had to breathe harder and breathe more quickly.
He felt his heart was about to explode and his whole body was about to explode.
He felt that he was about to be frozen, from the outside to the inside, and his whole body would immediately break into ice.
It was unbearable to burn and cold, these two experiences were intertwined and entangled in his body.
They are like confronting each other, who should occupy this body.
It is also like being blended, drawing strength from each other, and preparing to combine two into one and drive together.
He felt uncomfortable, he was in pain. Even the eyes were stinging, and even the blood vessels on the eyes seemed to explode.
His eyes were flipping uncontrollably and blinking wildly. He didn't know that his pupils were changing rapidly and rapidly at this time, and their pupils were also shrinking wildly.
The color of the eyes was sometimes blue, sometimes red, sometimes purple, sometimes blue, as if some monster was sealed in his eyes, fighting against his mental power, constantly trying to break through his body.
Sometimes my eyes returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
...
The closest yamen runner to him suddenly pointed at Lin Suqing and shouted to the head of the detective, "Old, boss...you, look..."
Fear made him tremble all over and he could hardly even make a sound.
The onlookers wanted to run away immediately, but their whole bodies froze, uncontrollably froze. They couldn't escape, they couldn't move, they seemed to be shackled by an invisible force.
People can only watch Lin Suqing's drastic changes.
At this time, a red mark twisted like flame suddenly appeared on the center of Lin Suqing's eyebrows, and a slender ice-blue mark was pressed against the red edge.
Two fiery red lines spread rapidly on both sides of the mark, flying along the eyebrows into the temples. They shine with golden red light, and the golden red color is filled with a faint ice blue.
The light is like a burning flame, or the dazzling sunshine of the scorching sun. It is like the cold light in the snow, or the light of killing in the underworld.
At the same time, Lin Suqing's body gradually stabilized, he no longer twisted or twitched. The strange patterns on his body gradually calmed down and no longer ran around like crazy on his body.
The onlookers felt that the air seemed to have returned to normal again, and the feeling of oppression that had just been suddenly released.
They seemed to be able to move, and their mood was no longer as nervous and fearful as before. Everything seemed to be just a flash of hallucinations.
However, the only thing that is not like the hallucination is that Lin Suqing's completely different appearance from before is clearly reminding them that everything has happened.
The constable was puzzled. He thought it was an illusion. He winked at the yamen runner and signaled him to take a closer look at Lin Suqing lying on the ground.
The yamen runner dared not dare, and then the detective's fast head stared at him, so he had to swallow his throat and plucked up the courage to squat down and check.
Now it is not as frightening as it was just now, but he is still so nervous that he dares to breathe.
He had just squatted down, and his tentative hand was about to stretch out, and immediately! Lin Suqing grabbed his neck.
"old……"
Before he could speak, his neck cracked and broke.
Before even the blood could flow out, it was blocked by the broken bones in the throat.
The people watching the fun around were frightened on the spot. They didn't have time to react, but Lin Suqing slowly stood up from the ground.
This is not the young foreigner just now.
Although he still looks like he is still his body, there are many inexplicable textures that no one can understand, such as runes, blood vessels, and more like mysterious other things.
But in fact, everyone clearly discovered that he was no longer him, and everyone thought so.
Lin Suqing turned his neck and made a crisp sound of bones, which seemed to come from the corpse burned by flames in the eighteen levels of hell.
He was covered in a murderous aura and reached out to twist two or three officials and yamen runners to death.
His eyes were no longer as clear as before, only indifference was left.
No, there is not even indifference.
Suddenly, everyone ran away with their heads in their arms: "Monsters! There are monsters!"
The detective was shocked, but no matter how hard his legs tried, he did not move at all. I don’t know if he was scared or was shackled by some strange force, so he couldn’t move no matter how hard he was.
He knew he was going to die, so he simply drew his sword and slashed at Lin Suqing to death, shouting angrily: "As expected! You are a monster that is chaotic! Look at me not killing you! Oh!"
The constable slashed the sword, and Lin Suqing instantly disappeared from his eyes and disappeared.
The constable was surprised and suddenly felt something strange behind him. He immediately turned around and slashed again. As soon as the wind brought out of the big sword was slashed, Lin Suqing returned to his original position just now.
It seemed that he had never left and stood there, but he knew clearly that the young man from outside had just arrived behind him in an instant and returned to his original position in an instant.
This young man from outside was looking at him with a murderous look on his face.
No anger, no emotion, and no indifference.
Chapter completed!