It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 591 Mad Artist

"Don't be too sad, because I am sad too."

The blue-haired young man had a dejected look on his face.

Amuro Toru understood at a glance, shook his head and sighed, "Then I'll go over first."

"Okay." Bechfeng nodded, watched him get in the car and leave, then took out the card to check the contents.

[Have you had enough fun? If you have, it’s time to do the missions. There are a few more missions. Pay attention. ——M]

Bechfinger choked up.

As expected, procrastination brings temporary pleasure, but completing the task is a crematorium.

He found a place to change into the church skin, then swung his wand to the location of the mission target.

He also didn't forget to cast an invisibility spell on himself.

After looking around this lively winter swimming pool, I finally found my target floating in a large swimming ring by the pool.

Beihefenger thought for a moment and threw a control, controlling the target to leave the swimming pool, change clothes, and then walk out of the swimming pool.

The target came to his senses because he was awakened by the cold.

But now he was already at home, but his clothes were a little wet.

He scratched his head, feeling confused, until he turned around to change his clothes, only to see a white figure standing silently behind him.

The man was startled so suddenly that he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"You you you..." He spoke tremblingly.

Bei Hefenger raised his hand and said in a gentle and calm tone, "Good afternoon, Mr. Endo. Although it is a sudden interruption, I think you should know clearly why I came to see you."

He bent down gently and politely, but the other person's face turned pale.

But just as he was about to speak, Bechfinger spoke in front of him. There was a smile in his tone, but it was chilling to the bone.

"I'm sorry, but we don't accept any excuses. If you break your promise, you break your promise."

"But don't worry, because I won't send you to hell."

His expression seemed to indicate that he would not kill him, but Endo clearly did not believe it. He shook his head and waved his hands frantically because he realized that his throat could no longer make any sound.

Bergfinger approached him slowly, pulling out an iron chain from his large cloak.

"Congratulations, Mr. Endo. I'm not interested in famous paintings lately, so you are the first one to experience my original work."

"Would you be honored by that?"

His tone was no longer gentle and calm, but rather excited, and he seemed extremely looking forward to what was about to happen next.

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Since it's the first time.

He moved very slowly and carefully, fearing that he would accidentally turn this work of art into a pile of rotten meat.

Stabbed him in the neck with a dagger and carried a chain through his neck.

The chains penetrated his muscles and wrapped around his body like vines.

Their tongue was cut off, and then their eyeballs were removed and stuffed into their mouths.

For a moment the eyes seemed more alive than when they were still in their sockets.

The crazy artist casually picked some flowers from the vase next to him, tied them together with a smaller chain, and stuffed them into the two empty eye sockets.

Looking at the flowers soaked in bright red, the crazy artist tilted his head and thought for a moment, then found more flowers.

Decorate one flower next to the two eyeballs, insert a few flowers in the bloody holes on his neck, and randomly decorate a few flowers where other chains pass through.