No answer.

But George Stingney laughed silently.

The more he smiled, the more blood he had in his seven orifices, and as his mouth grew bigger and bigger, it was like a wound, tearing his whole body apart!

The body was pitch black and burnt with electric chairs, and under the black patches and hard shells, countless blood-red pieces of meat were turned out - the electric chair could instantly dry people's moisture, and what came out... was not a peaceful corpse, but a human being.

Crack... His calcified black head was like his neck was broken, tilted to the left thirty degrees, his mouth slowly cracked, as if he was smiling, but his mouth became bigger and bigger. Finally... it broke into the exaggerated ears, with blood standing inside, and incomplete deformed teeth.

“iwant…”

A hoarse and sharp voice slowly came out of his mouth, like a cat was grabbing glass, making people's hair stand up.

Without saying a word, the lights in the entire channel began to flash desperately. Qin Ye took a look and knew that this was not a special effect, but that the other party's yin energy and murderous intent were so strong that even this illusion could not be supported.

“you…”

The head was twisted again, and his small, deformed, charred head was already shaped like a line across his neck, eyes, nose... all the prominent facial features began to sink in, and the shape was extremely terrifying!

“todie!!!”

Ka!! His head completely fell over, and at this moment, his eyes, nose, and mouth all turned into four black holes. A series of dark yin energy gushed out from his facial features. The entire illusion was instantly pitch black!

Buzz... At the same time, Qin Ye suddenly felt a severe pain from his soul extending from his eyebrows and spreading rapidly throughout his body.

This is the pain of soul tearing that he has never felt before. It is also the most special thing about Death Star - as long as you have seen it, you will definitely die!

"Bold!" Qin Ye shouted loudly, and the Yin Qi exploded with a bang. The too powerful Yin Qi made the illusory scenes in all directions crack in an instant. His hand gently raised, and a chain rushed over like lightning.

"You dare to take action against the King of Hell, you are afraid you don't want to live anymore."

Brush! Just as the chain touched the gate, the illusion of the entire train suddenly disappeared.

It's still the same car.

As soon as he drove out of the tunnel, the passengers around him looked at Qin Ye who suddenly stood up, as if nothing had appeared.

Yanwujing raised his eyebrows and raised his nose gently, and he must say, "Have you seen him?"

Before Qin Ye could answer, he smiled hoarsely, "In the land of the United States, there was such a terrifying monster flowing... It was such a strong yin energy... What a terrifying murderous intent... He was resenting this world. Even if you just entered the illusion, I could smell the hatred you brought out from it..."

"See." Qin Ye sat down indifferently, his expression a little complicated. It took him a long time to sigh: "What a pity."

His eyes drooped, and the bracelet had slid to the palm of his palm and turned gently.

If it were more than ten years ago, he might have been slandering a few times when he saw the other party. But now... he has no such thoughts at all.

People... will grow.

"What a pity?" Yan Wujing asked with a raised eyebrows.

Qin Ye shook his head gently and said slowly for a minute later: "I didn't want him to be wiped out."

His eyes looked at the glass window, and at some point a faint palm print appeared there.

Not big, a boy who belongs to puberty seems to be telling that he once walked in the world.

"It's all poor people..." He smiled faintly and stopped talking.

However, his not wanting to say it does not mean that the Smoke Mirror doesn't want to say it.

Smoke Mirror looked at Qin Ye deeply and suddenly smiled, "I didn't expect that the third King of Hell would be sentimental. Who was not the previous King of Hell to be decisive? You can control the wrongful and false cases in this world? At most, there are tens of millions of people in the world who will not run around the world. The others are pitiful people struggling in life, you are just the King of Hell. How much is it pitiful?"

Qin Ye had no expression on his face: "Actually, I miss the days when I didn't become the King of Hell."

"oh?"

"Do as you wish, you will be rewarded for good and evil, and you will be reborn in cause and effect. Isn't this the underworld existed because of this?"

"I am bluntly speaking, the meaning of the existence of the underworld is just the cycle of reincarnation in the way of heaven. If you die, you need to enter the underworld and reincarnate again. Erase your previous life and continue human civilization. You have added too many additional functions to it."

"This is the underworld in your heart? No wonder the underworld collapsed in the New World."

"Ha... Then why did you choose to enter the political arena? Isn't it good to be a small evil?" Yanwujing sneered: "I want to see the cycle of cause and effect, and I want to stand up for the unfair things that cannot be counted in the world. What kind of hell is the king of hell? According to the division of the evil differences in your country, you will not be able to understand these at all. What you are talking about is the number of cases handled this month when the ghost messenger below is present."

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows calmly: "It was because he had experienced the ghost messenger's soul that he saw too many unspeakable pains and pains at that time. I only understood one sentence."

He said word by word: "The superior doctors treat the country, the traditional Chinese medicine treats people, and the inferior doctors treat diseases."

"Ha..." Yanwujing smiled slightly, picked up the instant coffee and took a sip: "It seems that none of us can convince anyone."

"I just think, why do we need to make up for the faults of the world? Reincarnate quietly and activate the way of heaven. This is the meaning of the existence of the underworld. You see, besides you four permanent members, which underworld has a reward and punishment system after death? Isn't the underworld still operating?"

"So they will never become the Four Constant Ones." Qin Ye said disdainfully: "You are just the Sun God, because of the special nature of the Aztec god system, you are just a little bit of the authority of the God of Death. You don't even know the meaning of the God of Death, so why should you argue with me?"

Smoke Mirror surrendered and raised his hands. He drank a cup of instant coffee, and casually rolled up the cup, changing the topic: "What do you think?"

What do you think about the appearance of the Death Star?

Qin Ye did not answer immediately, pondered for a few minutes before saying solemnly: "He is seducing me over."

He rubbed his eyebrows with some annoyance and took out an old magazine from his clothes. The cover was faded, and it looked like it was from more than ten years ago. On the cover, it was written in English: "The truth of the 70-year unjust case was disclosed! The most outrageous tragedy in American history!"

"The information from more than ten years ago is a bit difficult to find. However... this incident had a great impact. I still found some." Qin Ye slowly spread out the cover and read it carefully.

"In 1944, George lived with his family in Alcolu, a small town in Clarendon County, South Carolina. He had an older brother, a younger brother and two younger sisters. The American South has always discriminated against black people. Alcolu was a typical representative of small southern towns at that time. A railroad track separated the white community from the black community, each with its own schools and churches, and white people and black people almost never interacted with them."

Smoke Mirror was stunned: "You used to be

Didn't see it?"

Qin Ye shook his head, one is not the Yin Spirit of his country, two is the matter too long, three, the other party cannot cause damage to him. He just glanced at the other party's past briefly, but did not look at the process carefully.

"On March 23, in the ditch on the black side, a pastor found the bodies of two white girls: 11-year-old Betty and 7-year-old Mary. Police found the two girls were beaten by blunt iron, and Betty was also sexually assaulted."

"According to the informant's report, the last time they saw two girls were they riding bicycles to find flowers. They passed George's house and asked George and his 7-year-old sister Emmy where to find passion fruit."

"The police immediately captured George and his 17-year-old brother Johnny, who was later released. Next, the sheriff announced that George had pleaded guilty to 'following the girl and assaulting' and found a piece of rail nail he was hiding."

Smoke Mirror looked unrest: "The history of the development of the world is always filled with blood and tears. They should blame Columbus. Ah... It seems that I should blame him too. If it weren't for him, the three major gods in the New World would still be at their peak."

Qin Ye ignored the smoke mirror and continued to recite softly.

"George was subsequently charged with first-degree murder and was questioned alone in prison and was not allowed to visit his parents or lawyers."

"On April 24, the trial was held in Clarendon County Court. The trial team was all white. Because blacks had no right to vote, they could not be elected as jurors... More than 1,000 whites were crowded in the court, but blacks were not allowed to enter."

"In the trial statement, George's appointed defense attorney did not call any witnesses, did not interrogate the prosecution witnesses, and rarely provided defense. The jury took only ten minutes to make a guilty sentence. The judge announced the sentence of the electric chair to death in court..."

Yanwu Mirror said: "The sentimental Lord Hell doesn't feel sad?"

Qin Ye said calmly: "It's just words."

In some things, reality is often much more cruel than words.

"But words... often reveal the truth that reality cannot be seen." He pushed the magazine over: "Look carefully."

Yanwujing narrowed his eyes and looked at the place where Qin Ye pointed. As soon as he glanced, his expression became solemn: "Haidi?"

"Yes, they are Haitians. They have just moved to the United States not long ago." Qin Ye drank all his coffee in one breath and looked at the smoke mirror in a solemn manner: "Haitian... can be said to be the center of the Caribbean."

The smoke mirror did not speak, and he seemed to have caught something in the dark. He thought about it carefully, but he didn't catch anything.

"What's the meaning?"

Qin Ye's eyes narrowed like a fox and whispered: "Where are we going?"

The smoke mirror's eyes suddenly lit up: "Treasure House of Gods?"

“Where is it?”

Smoke Mirror took a deep breath and tentatively said: "Central of the Caribbean?"

“Where is Haiti?”

The smoke mirror no longer opens, and the location of Haiti happens to be in the center of the Caribbean Sea!

"Death Star has a service object." Qin Ye slowly took back the magazine and said cautiously: "Behind him is a god of death. He has great energy... At least in the New World, the Underworld can be full of hands and eyes. And he tempted us to the Caribbean, which was exactly the same goal as the place we were going to..."

He stopped, and after a few seconds, he smiled slightly: "Is there a name in your mind?"
Chapter completed!