Chapter 49 Depressed Girl 49
The girl did not know where to take out a knife, starting from the forehead, slowly... down.

Flesh and flesh were separated, blood oozing out, it was simply a realistic version of a horror movie.

"what!"

Some timid people were so frightened that they threw their mobile phones out of their hands, but the girl's voice still came from various places.

"Many people with depression, so what because of your light words? Come out of the shadows and you'll still feel bad..."

Like the sound of ghosts coming from every corner, 3D surround.

"Ah! Please! Stop talking..."

Some people can't stand the stimulation and start to collapse.

Shu Yang had already drawn the knife up to his chin, and crossed it across.

"Self-mutilation is just to win sympathy? Suicide is just a show? Since you think so, then see with your own eyes whether it is so."

Shu Yang said, already starting to tear his skin.

The skin and flesh were separated, and the fresh meat under the skin was ragged and bloody.

It's a visual abuse, and she's getting revenge, everyone.

"No, I don't feel that way, please stop, stop! I won't talk nonsense anymore... Please..."

Shu Yang couldn't hear the begging and screaming and fear of people behind the screen.

What was even more frightening was that she was still laughing at this moment.

Can you imagine a face that is half bloody, only eyeballs, and half normal, smiling?
The blood stained her clothes red, and the smell of blood seemed to be able to spread in the air through the screen and linger for a long time.

This is definitely more shocking than a horror movie.

No matter how simulated the makeup looks, there is no real horror.

After this live broadcast, countless people suffered from nightmares every night, and countless people experienced the feeling of depression.

"Are you begging me to stop? Please don't say it? When you say I'm a school chicken, I also beg you in my heart to stop it. When you type the words cursing me behind the screen, I am also Please don’t scold me, I didn’t do those things...but you just can’t hear me~ You just don’t believe me, you only believe what you believe~ If you want to say that I’m pitiful, you must be hateful~”

Shu Yang brought his half of his bloody face closer to the screen, and the voice of resentment resounded through the mobile phones and computers all over the country.

"Do you feel it now? Desperate? I can't hear your voices, I just want to torture you... Let you live in the shadows for the rest of your life... Hahaha!"

"Poor people must be hateful? Why don't you say that behind every poor person there are countless hateful people? Are you unwilling to admit your hatefulness? It doesn't matter. From today on, you will understand that you have something to hate. How hateful."

The system in the system space is no longer trembling, and Tama himself has never seen such a terrifying scene in Jiuyou Hell.

The system just wants to die.

It's just a kid!Why let it see these?
It really wasn't an illusion that this host was more terrifying than the previous host.

The previous host skinned others when he got angry, but this host is so angry that he even skins himself... Doesn't it hurt?

The system tried to pluck out one of its own feathers with its own paws, but it was so painful that it burst into tears before it was plucked out
No, no, it hurts too much.

It will feel sorry for the host for a day... No, it should be an hour, after all, it is she who wants to skin herself.

 Fiction, don't substitute reality...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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