HCB Chapter 428 The Ghost Girl's Revenge
Chapter 428 The Ghost Girl's Revenge
Xu Heming sat up, lit a cigarette, and took a few deep puffs. His expression became more gloomy in the smoke.
"In this family, I act like a grandson all day long and have to obey her in everything. I don't have any dignity as a man." He pressed the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray, as if the cigarette butt was his wife.
He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, his hands folded across his chest, his brows furrowed. "But what can I do? My father-in-law is still in office, I can't offend him, I have to continue to endure it."
Xu Heming stopped and punched the wall.
At this moment, his face was grim, and he had nowhere to vent his anger and frustration. But soon, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, because he knew that now was not the time to explode, and he had to continue to play the role of the "good husband".
Unable to find any warmth and dignity in his family, Xu Heming tried to find that pitiful sense of existence from other channels.
At first, I did it on a small scale, earning a little money and occasionally going on business trips to strange cities to indulge myself a little.
But as his social status improves, his inner desires become stronger and stronger. Even a little twisted!
He will take his family unhappiness and dissatisfaction with his wife out on other women.
These women allowed him to abuse and manipulate them for money.
This also made him more and more presumptuous.
Last month, Xu Heming was drunk in a luxury hotel. He saw a young and beautiful waitress and evil thoughts suddenly surged in his heart.
Under the influence of alcohol, he lost his mind and forcibly dragged the waitress into a room...
Afterwards, the waitress was horrified and determined to report him. But Xu Heming didn't care. He took out a wad of money, threw it in front of the waitress, and said contemptuously: "Take this money, shut up, and don't cause trouble for yourself."
The waitress looked at the 20,000 yuan with grief and anger. She refused Xu Heming's money and was determined to seek justice for herself through legal means.
However, Xu Heming was powerful and he used all his connections and means to suppress the matter.
The waitress sought help everywhere, but was met with rebuffs everywhere and was unable to bring Xu Heming to justice.
In desperation, I began to seek help from the Internet.
Xu Heming was a little panicked. He was not afraid of the Internet because any event on the Internet could be controlled.
He was mainly afraid that this matter would reach the ears of his wife and father-in-law.
In order to prevent this ignorant waitress from causing trouble, Xu Heming found some friends in society and wanted to teach her a lesson.
But unexpectedly, someone died.
These social scum brought people to an unfinished building.
Intimidation, threats, warnings...
Coupled with the vulgar language, the waitress was so scared that she kept backing away.
The result...I was not paying attention and my feet were empty.
Fell directly from the top floor.
After receiving this news, Xu Heming was already extremely annoyed, and he still had to listen to the stinky woman's nagging.
"Damn it, it's so unlucky..." Xu Heming cursed, picked up his phone and made a few calls.
"I'm telling you, tell those idiots to keep their mouths shut! If they go out and say something nonsense, no one can protect them!"
"Don't worry, boss. They have no idea you're behind this. I never thought they could do this..."
"I'm sorry, boss. This is my responsibility. Don't worry, I will definitely handle the follow-up matters. They won't say anything nonsense..."
Xu Heming hung up the phone and sat on the sofa, his eyes empty and cold sweat oozing from his forehead. There was a strange silence in the room, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him in the dark.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came in through the window, making the curtains rustle. Xu Heming couldn't help but shudder, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.
At this moment, the lights began to flicker, sometimes bright and sometimes dim. Xu Heming raised his head nervously, and saw a vague figure slowly appearing in the corner.
"Who? Who is there?" Xu Heming's voice trembled.
The figure gradually became clear, it was the dead waitress. Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were empty, and she uttered a sinister low moan: "Xu Heming, you pay for your life..."
Xu Heming's eyes widened in horror and he wanted to get up and run away, but he found that his legs were nailed to the ground and he couldn't move.
The ghost girl slowly floated towards him, her steps were light, but she carried an irresistible sense of oppression. She stretched out her slender fingers, black blood dripping from her fingertips, "Do you think that if I die, you can escape your guilt?"
Xu Heming shook his head desperately, "It's not me, it's not me who hurt you! I...I just wanted them to warn you, I didn't want to kill you!"
"You fell down by yourself, it's none of my business!"
The female ghost let out a shrill scream: "Your lies cannot cover up your crimes!" She pounced on Xu Heming and strangled his neck with both hands.
Xu Heming had difficulty breathing and tried desperately to pry the ghost's hands apart, but to no avail. His face flushed red and his tongue stuck out involuntarily.
"Hehe..." The female ghost laughed creepily, "Feel the fear of death!"
Just when Xu Heming felt he was about to suffocate, the female ghost suddenly let go of her hand, and he collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
Before he could recover, the ghost appeared in front of him again. Her hair covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes full of resentment. "Your nightmare has just begun..."
After he finished speaking, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and blood began to seep out of the wall, dripping onto the ground. Xu Heming was so scared that he curled up in a corner, his body shaking constantly.
At this moment, the ghost girl's voice echoed in his ears, "I will make you live a life worse than death..."
Xu Heming covered his ears and shouted in despair: "Let me go, please let me go!" However, the only response he got was the female ghost's terrifying laughter, echoing in the room.
Xu Heming's spirit was almost broken. He stared at the terrifying figure of the female ghost with his eyes wide open, and his body couldn't stop shaking.
The ghost slowly raised her hand, and the lights in the room went out instantly, leaving only darkness. Xu Heming's breathing became more and more rapid, and he felt the ghost's cold breath getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, a faint blue light lit up, and the ghost's face looked even more hideous in the light. She opened her mouth, and a stream of black smoke spurted out of her mouth and rushed towards Xu Heming.
Xu Heming wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The smoke instantly enveloped him.
He suddenly felt a piercing cold, as if countless hands were tearing at his soul. "Ah!" Xu Heming screamed in pain.
Xu Heming rolled on the ground, begging bitterly: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me!"
The ghost girl was unmoved. She stretched out her hands again, and her nails instantly grew longer, like sharp blades. She grabbed Xu Heming's body fiercely, and Xu Heming's clothes were torn, leaving bloodstains on his body.
The smell of blood filled the air, and the ghost girl's eyes became even crazier. Xu Heming was no longer able to resist and could only wait in despair for death to come.
In Lingyun Temple, Shen Sangning observed everything with his spiritual sense, a sneer on his lips.